"This is a good thing!"

Tang Hao grabbed the divine crystal and weighed it, his eyes brightened.

This divine crystal contains the bloodline of the Eight Tribulation Nine-Colored Clan and the essence of it. He can use this divine crystal to a low-level cultivator and quickly create an Eight Tribulation Emperor.

No!

He is not the emperor of the human race, he should be a descendant of the gods.

Just change this bloodline and don’t turn it into the Nine Colors Clan.

"The people in Shenling Mountain cherish their bloodlines and will definitely not be willing to give them their bloodlines. The Witch Clan is not familiar with them. Instead, you can try the bloodline of the demon clan, fuse the bloodline of the nine-color clan to create a brand new bloodline!"

Tang Hao murmured, his eyes getting brighter and brighter.

This idea has great potential!

After studying the Dragon Bo god for so many years, he has become very proficient in bloodlines, and is very good at seizing and fusion.

"It seems like I have collected more!"

After putting away this divine crystal, Tang Hao turned his attention forward.

There is the Nine Color Realm, with countless Nine Colors tribes, who can provide him with countless divine crystals.

"I'll do a big fight today!"

After he left the mark, he swept forward.

Summoned the soul splitting and continued to search for a while, and he found his way out.

As soon as the void crack appeared, there were ruins of starry sky, with broken star fragments everywhere, and some fragments also had palaces and buildings.

Tang Hao activated his eyes and swept around, and found many figures in the ruins.

Many Nine-Colored Tribe members are hunting for treasures in the ruins of this starry sky.

The cultivation level ranges from five to eight kalpas, and it is uneven.

"I'll take action against you first!"

Tang Hao glanced for a moment and locked in the cultivation level of the nine-color tribe closest to him.

His body moved, instantly tearing open the void and descending to the Nine Colors clan member.

"Who are you……?"

The Nine Colors clan members looked up and were stunned. They thought they had some illusion and had hallucinations.

Isn’t this guy in white clothes in front of me a human race?

How could there be human race here?

Before he could come to his senses, he heard a dragon roar, and a black dragon rushed over, instantly swallowing his soul.

His body was shocked and his face was completely dull.

Then, Tang Hao pointed out and dug out a divine crystal from his eyebrows.

Once again, he shook his remaining body into powder.

He had no expression on his face throughout the whole process and was full of murderous intent.

To him, these nine-color tribes are the great enemy, the two tribes are fighting each other, and the hatred for thousands of years is not at all mercy.

As soon as he collected the divine crystal, he tore open the void and continued to sweep towards the next target.

He will not let go of the five kalpas, six kalpas, or eight kalpas.

As long as you see it, you won't hold back.

So, in this vast ruin of the starry sky, he appeared like a ghost. The nine-colored tribe members did not even scream, but they were snatched by him, and even their souls were collected.

If it were human race, after he killed it, he would not collect his soul, but would directly kill it. However, he would not be so kind to these nine-color races.

This soul can also be devoured and used to cultivate true spirits.

A vital soul can at least match a thousand true spirit pills. The stronger the strength, the stronger the effect.

He kept taking action, and soon, he killed thousands of Nine-Colored people in this ruined land.

He also searched all the souls of these people and understood the nine-color realms better.
Chapter completed!