Chapter 2308 Shot
Deep in the green hills, the thin old man's eyes were burning hot, and his breathing was short of breath.
There is no way not to rush, it is the blood of the invincible ancestor, as long as it is refined, he can become the supreme!
"Whether you can become supreme, I don't know, but I'm sure, you will become a monster who only knows how to kill."
Ling Xian's star eyes narrowed, the blood race was extremely terrifying, even if they looked at the eternity, they were an extremely powerful race.
Even a drop of blood has the power of bewitching. If the old man refines it, he will probably lose his sanity.
"Why?" The skinny old man frowned.
"Have you heard of the blood race?" Ling Xian looked solemn. He didn't know the blood race before, but the monster told him.
"Bloodlines?"
The thin old man's complexion changed drastically, and he said, "Is that the blood of the blood ancestor?"
"good."
Ling Xian sighed softly and said, "I think you should know how scary the blood race is."
"But anyone with a bit of knowledge knows how scary the blood race is."
"Although the blood race has become extinct, the former blood race has endless glory and almost unified the sanctuary."
The skinny old man sighed with regret and fear.
Hundreds of thousands of years ago, the blood race ruled the sanctuary, and even the saint race was afraid of it.
"So, you can't refine this drop of blood." Ling Xian narrowed his eyes, the blood race is already scary 『≤Long』≤Feng『≤Wen』≤Learning, w↓ww.cfw⊙x.n⊕et, not to mention the invincible ancestor ?
Even the supreme being can't stop the bewitching power of this blood.
"I understand." The skinny old man sighed. He knew very well how terrifying the blood race was. If he forcibly refined the blood, the best result would be to lose his sanity.
In the worst case, it is very likely to be taken away.
The blood race is not only terrifying, but also extremely mysterious, and it is hard to guarantee that they will not be resurrected from the body.
"Let's go, since it can't be refined, then don't snatch it." The skinny old man looked regretful.
"Do not,
This drop of blood must be taken away. "
Ling Xian's eyes were deep, and he said: "Although it cannot be refined, this blood is also a treasure that is hard to find in the world, and it is even the only one in the world. How can we miss it?"
"If you want, I'll do it." The skinny old man stroked his beard and smiled. In the past few days, he got seven priceless treasures, and Ling Xian didn't want any of them.
Therefore, he wanted to make a move to grab a treasure for Ling Xian.
"This time, I will also make a move."
Ling Xian looked solemn, and said: "Those two people have already laid a net, and it's very difficult to escape with your strength alone."
Hearing this, the old man nodded slightly and did not refuse.
He knew that Ling Xian was very strong. Although his cultivation was only at the beginning of the Holy Realm, his combat power was definitely capable of fighting those two.
"Let's do it, we'll retreat after we get that blood-colored strange stone." Ling Xian stood up, a blaze of fire flashed in his star pupils.
The blood of the holy ancestor is precious, and the blood of the blood ancestor is immeasurable. No matter what, he will not miss it.
At that moment, he swung his palm across the air, sweeping across the ten directions with unparalleled repulsion, shaking the entire strange stone mine.
At the same time, the skinny old man also made a move.
boom!
The eight wildernesses shook together, the heaven and the earth were shocked at the same time, and the old man used a forbidden method when he made a move, showing his peerless edge.
"You finally showed up."
The old man in white had a gloomy face, and the moment he stood up, eight banners roared out, sealing the void and imprisoning all directions.
The old man in Tsing Yi also took out a formation disk and turned it into a large killing formation, covering Ling Xian and the thin old man.
"Sure enough, I'm prepared." Ling Xian's expression froze, but he didn't panic.
Whether it is the eight-pole banner or the large formation, in front of him, the grand master of the formation, he is not a big threat.
"Trouble." The skinny old man frowned slightly, bombarding the formation flag with majestic mana, but the power was shared by the eight banners, unable to shatter it.
This made his complexion change, and he knew that he was in danger, and if he was not careful, he would fall.
"Don't waste your energy, these eight flags are connected to each other, with your strength, it is impossible to break."
The old man in white smiled triumphantly and said, "This time, I will chop you into pieces."
"You don't have the skills yet." The skinny old man looked cold, and his majestic mana swept all directions, fighting against the killing array.
"Haha, I really don't have one, but there are Shazheng and Daqi."
The white-haired old man laughed loudly, and said: "These two killer weapons are specially prepared for you. Unless you are the Supreme, otherwise, you will definitely die."
Hearing this, the skinny old man's face darkened.
He had already tried, but he couldn't break the banner, which meant that he couldn't leave.
And in the situation where he couldn't escape, even if he could stop the killing array, he couldn't stop the two late-stage Saint Realm powerhouses.
"Give up your resistance, obediently follow me back to the Ming clan to accept the trial, maybe I will be merciful and say something nice for you." The old man in white was smiling, and he was sure of winning.
The same is true for the old man in Tsing Yi.
"Dream." The skinny old man sneered, his mana surged wildly to resist the killing formation.
Ling Xian didn't fight back, he was breaking the formation.
Although this formation is powerful, it is nothing in front of him, the grand master of the formation.
Therefore, in just ten breaths, Ling Xian shattered the killing array.
The array plate then cracked and became dim.
This made several people present stunned. They didn't expect Ling Xian to be able to crack the killing array without making a sound.
"Who are you?" The white-clothed old man's face turned gloomy, and he rushed straight to Xiaohan with murderous intent.
"It's his helper." Ling Xian smiled faintly, raised his hand, and bombarded the eight banners.
This treasure is miraculous, no matter which array flag is bombarded, the power will be shared by the eight banners, and only by breaking the array pattern of the banner can it be completely shattered.
This is not difficult for Ling Xian.
In just a few breaths, the pattern of the banner was shattered by him.
Immediately, the banner split open, and the power of confinement dissipated.
"How is it possible?" The white-clothed old man was stunned, as were the green-clothed old man and the skinny old man.
They never dreamed that Ling Xian could crack the banner, and it was so easy, it was easier than drinking water.
"Now, you have nothing to rely on." Ling Xian looked calm, like a banished fairy in the dust, detached above all living beings.
"Damn it!" The white-clothed old man's face was gloomy, and he was no longer proud.
The same is true for the old man in Tsing Yi.
The Great Banner and the Killing Formation were their greatest reliance, without these two weapons, they would not be able to keep the skinny old man, so naturally they would not be proud.
"Hahaha, walking with you is indeed the right decision."
The skinny old man laughed loudly, knowing that the game had been broken, he could retreat with the bloody strange stone.
"Hmph, even if you break the banner, don't even think about leaving."
"It's nothing more than a monk at the beginning of the holy stage. It's easy to kill you." The white-clothed old man sneered, and his palm fell, smashing everything.
"If you want to kill him, you have to ask me first whether I will agree or not." The thin old man looked cold, and pointed like a sword, splitting the ground and opening the sky.
With that kind of power, even if it is as strong as the old man in white, he has to avoid the edge for the time being.
"It's true that my cultivation is only at the initial stage of entering the Holy Realm, but my strength is enough to fight with you." Ling Xian said lightly, and used the hand of the god of stealing.
Immediately, unparalleled suction surged out, collecting blood-colored strange stones.
"Looking for death!" The old man in Tsing Yi yelled angrily, and the black energy surged violently, turning into an unrivaled phantom, splitting the sky.
"A strong taboo technique, but it can't kill me."
Ling Xian's expression was as usual, and the power of the eight extreme realms and breaking the perfection of the five realms broke out in an all-round way. (To be continued.)