Chapter 1993 The Power of the Martial Ancestor

"You, can you save them?" The leader of the Tianshan Sword Sect looked at Lou Xuanji expectantly.

The expression on Lou Xuanji's face remained unchanged and she said, "You have to see it to know."

Is it really possible?

Swish, brush, brush!

Everyone in the venue stood up one after another: "Master Lou, please follow me, I will take you there."

Together with the people from Tianshan Sword Sect, the group led Lou Xuanji towards the inside.

Other disciples of the Tianshan Sword Sect had already helped Jian Wushuang and Xuehua change into clean clothes.

Jian Wushuang was unwilling to give in, but Xuehua looked very calm. Their faces did not change much, and they looked like they were asleep.

Seeing that the sect leader had brought so many people, the disciples of the Tianshan Sword Sect all retreated and saluted.

But how can everyone care about this at this time?

"Master Lou, these two children are here, please show them quickly."

Lou Xuanji stepped forward, stretched out her hand, and felt the pulses of Jian Wushuang and Xuehua.

"really!"

Both of them were breathless, and their pulses had stopped beating.

According to common sense, it is indeed considered dead.

Everyone stared closely at Lou Xuanji's expression, and when they saw her speaking, they quickly asked: "Master Lou, how are you doing?"

"They can still be saved."

"ah?"

"How is that possible? It's obvious that... there is no breath anymore..."

"That's great! That's great!"

Xia Suyi also hesitated: "Miss, can this really be saved?"

Lou Xuanji nodded: "Well, most people are dead when they die, but you don't know that once a practitioner reaches the Martial Ancestor level, he will be completely transformed. Even if he really loses his breath, he can still survive The soul is immortal within a day...the specific number of days depends on the strength of the person! "

"Martial Ancestor?"

Many people in the room didn't know what Martial Ancestor was.

"We are now the Martial Emperor. The Martial Emperor is a higher level and is the Martial Ancestor. The Holy Tower persecutes Jianzi and the others in every possible way just for the Martial Ancestor's power."

When she said this, everyone in the room also remembered that there was a period of time in the Holy Tower when the Great Master of the Holy Tower and others exclaimed that Prince Yu and Jian Wushuang had realized the power of the Martial Ancestor...

"Xue Hua also realized the power of Martial Ancestor?"

lou The power of the Martial Ancestor is the power of the Holy Luck in their bodies."

"Holy Luck..."

"That's right, the Holy Luck in the Holy Land was transformed by the blood of a real Martial Ancestor after his death. During the battle for the Holy Son, they all received a lot of Holy Luck. Those Holy Luck are now stored in their bodies, and they are inextricably linked to each other. The fusion of bones and blood gives them the power of the Martial Ancestor... Fortunately, they have enough holy luck in their bodies to keep their souls immortal."

"! Really? Great! So how do we save them?"

"I can take action against the two of them. I will take them away later and send them back to the Tianshan Sword Sect in about a month. However, the Holy Tower cannot know about this." Lou Xuanji said in a calm voice.

Everything has to pay a certain price, let alone saving two dead people. For so many years, she has been avoiding contact with more people, especially people who exist in the Holy Tower...

I hope they won't find out this time...

She also wanted to spend more time with Qianxue...

lou It will still be entangled.”