Chapter 345 The Heroic Spirits of the Three Monarchs

Stepping into the tower on the seventh floor, Lin Tianyou suddenly felt a wave of soul power completely different from other towers lingering.

Among them, there are many super heroic spirit fluctuations at the level of true gods and true demons, which made Lin Tianyou secretly happy.

"The heroic spirits here are all belonging to this young man. How can others share them? Well, let him come in empty-handed and leave empty-handed for that prehistoric Daoist."

The character of the Ghostbuster Dragon King absolutely cannot let him suffer. It is already extremely kind for him to let Honghuang Daozi go to the seventh-floor tower to experience it. If he still wants to take away the heroic spirit, it will not work.

Looking around, Lin Tianyou chose a place with good fluctuations in soul power, sat cross-legged, and began to perceive the heroic spirit with his heart.

Daozi Honghuang came in one step later, seeing that the good place was snatched by Lin Tianyou, he had no choice but to stare bitterly.

He also glanced around and saw that there was a strong aura of a heroic spirit about ten meters away from Lin Tianyou, so he strode over and sat down cross-legged.

"Hmph, Lin Tianyou, let me let you be proud for a while, wait for this Daozi to induce the heroic spirit of the king, and then hit you in the face!"

With a cold snort, Hong Huang Daozi took out a small blood bottle from his body.

The blood bottle is engraved with extremely strong seal runes to prevent the blood from coagulating.

"Master said, as long as I drip the blood of the Patriarch's Ninth-Rank Heavenly Venerable when perceiving the heroic spirit, my advantage will be more obvious, and I will definitely receive a powerful king's heroic spirit!"

Making seals with both hands, Hong Huang Daozi pointed at the lid of the blood bottle, and the lid opened with a sound.

A very thick blood gushed out, he didn't dare to delay, immediately poured the blood into the palm of his hand, spread it evenly, and applied it on his brows and temples.

"Master Patriarch, bless the disciples and grandchildren to successfully perceive the heroic spirits of the king line."

Taking a long breath, Honghuang Daozi kowtowed in the direction of Beipai Maoshan.

Originally Daozi Honghuang wanted to kowtow three heads enough, but suddenly he felt a powerful soul force rushing towards him.

The coercion of the soul power is different from other heroic spirits, and it also carries a domineering aura.

"coming!"

Honghuang Daozi's heart moved, and he quickly sat down cross-legged, not daring to neglect in the slightest.

"It's you who made the wish to have the heroic spirit of the king line appear? You are not small!"

A majestic voice came from behind, making the latter tremble.

"This is the most outstanding genius in the history of Northern School Maoshan, Daozi Honghuang. Thank you for the honor of this king."

After saying something respectfully, Honghuang Daozi turned to look at the heroic king.

I saw a man wearing the emperor's dragon robe of the Song Dynasty, staring at him closely.

"Dare to ask which emperor you are? Please tell me."

Honghuang Daozi couldn't tell who the other party was, but the fluctuation of more than 20,000 soul power was undoubtedly a sign of a true god and a true devil.

Coupled with the domineering spirit of the king, the 20,000 soul power is equivalent to the 30,000 soul power of other heroic spirits. It seems that it is right to make a wish for the appearance of a king-type heroic spirit.

The emperor of the Song Dynasty was about to speak when several powerful fluctuations of soul power appeared.

"I heard that someone wants to see our king's heroic spirit? Let me see if he is as powerful as those eight princes."

A fat man wearing the clothes of the emperor of the Jin Dynasty jumped out and stared at Hong Huang Daozi curiously, as if he was very interested in him.

"And me, I'll join in the fun too!"

The voice of the fat emperor fell, and another fat emperor appeared, but the dragon robe of this fat emperor was the dragon robe of the Eastern Han Dynasty.

As soon as he painted the blood of the patriarch on his body, three emperors were drawn out, Daozi Hong Huang was so excited that he almost howled loudly.

He really wanted to yell at Lin Tianyou: "Stinky boy, do you see that? If I don't make a sound, I will be a blockbuster. The three kings are heroic spirits, and any of your general heroic spirits will be destroyed!"

Taking a deep breath, Hong Huang Daozi wanted to know the identities of these three emperors one by one, and then consider which one to accept.

However, he was about to speak.

The king of the Song Dynasty suddenly pointed in Lin Tianyou's direction and shouted: "Wow, look at that young man, he has the aura of an emperor on his body, and his aura is very similar to ours. Come quickly, maybe he is the one we are looking for!" master!"

"My God, this imperial aura is even more domineering than my father, I must become his heroic spirit!"

The little fat man in the dragon robe of the Eastern Han Dynasty exclaimed in surprise, he actually saw the aura of his father from Lin Tianyou's body, no, it was ten thousand times more terrifying than his father's aura!

"Wait for me, I'm going too, follow him, there must be meat to eat!"

The fat man of the Jin Dynasty seemed to be a bit late, seeing that the two had already left, so he hurriedly followed.

He also felt an incomparably huge imperial aura from Lin Tianyou's body.

He died in the Rebellion of the Eight Kings, thinking that the world is so big that no one can be stronger than the Eight Kings.

But when he saw Lin Tianyou today, he realized that he was wrong.

That young man's aura of kingship can surpass those of the Eight Kings by several blocks, it is not a class existence at all!

In a moment, the three king-like heroic spirits beside Honghuang Daozi disappeared.

He seemed to be petrified, sitting there blankly, with as ugly an expression as he wanted.

"What a bastard, what a genius! Hateful! Killable!"

Honghuang Daozi slapped his palm heavily on the ground, roaring in an extremely low voice.

With great effort, he managed to perceive the three king-type heroic spirits, but ran away so lightly, and still ran to the side of Lin Tianyou, whom he was most jealous of. He could only wish to kill Lin Tianyou on the spot!

Lin Tianyou held his chin and looked at the three king-type heroic spirits who ran to his side with a look of disgust.

"You three, roll as far as you can, I don't collect garbage!"

As soon as this remark came out, the three king-type heroic spirits were taken aback for a moment, stopped in their tracks, and looked at each other. They finally met an exorcist with a 100% compatibility of compatibility, and they absolutely refused to give up.

"This proud man, I am Song Emperor Zhao Ji. My calligraphy is very good. If you can accept me, I will write dozens of calligraphy for you every day, so that you can appreciate it. What do you think?"

The emperor in the dragon robe of the Song Dynasty licked a smiling face and told his own good points, only hoping to get Lin Tianyou's favor.

"Calligraphy? Can your calligraphy be sold for money?"

Lin Tianyou asked curiously.

"Of course it can be sold for money, and it's super valuable. Like the Eight Great Masters of Tang and Song Dynasties, in my eyes, they don't even count as a chicken feather!"

Zhao Ji patted his chest and proudly said to Lin Tianyou.

"Really? I don't know if you're telling the truth or a lie. If I had known, I should have brought a history book here so I could check if you were bragging."

Hearing that Zhao Ji's calligraphy can make money, Lin Tianyou, a fan of small fortune, was a little moved.