Chapter 1737 Zhao Ya Refining the Blood of the Ancient Sage

"Get up!"

With Zhang Xuan's palm move, the profound knife fell into the palm of his hand, and he immediately felt the power of destroying heaven and earth.

In the past, if he wanted to win against the Immortal Realm Dzogchen powerhouse, he had to use all kinds of means, but now with a single knife... dozens of them can be easily killed!

Although there is only one level difference between the Old Sage and the Immortal Realm, there is a world of difference, and no amount of them can make up for it.

"I finally have the ability to protect myself..."

Letting out a breath, Zhang Xuan's eyes lit up.

Being oppressed by the ancient sage of the Foreign Spirit Race, if the opponent keeps hiding and does not appear, even if he has the Book of Heaven, he will not be able to hurt him at all. Now that the Xuan Dao has advanced, it is completely different.

The same level as the Old Sage, as long as he dares to do it, he can trace the source of the breath and injure it!

The patriarch of the Zhang family, just like that, repelled him.

It can be said that with the advancement of the Mystical Sword, the life-saving means have increased again. With the corpse of the ancient sage before, without any precautions, the ancient sage of the same level can be easily killed!

It's no longer the book of heaven, that kind of one-shot deal.

"Consolidate your cultivation first!"

Feeling the power, Zhang Xuan didn't say any more, let Yao Yi Xuan Dao go to one side to consolidate his cultivation and get familiar with the power.

Xuan Dao nodded in response, swayed lightly, and flew to the distance. Before he could go far, he met the keel sharp gun flying over, and bowed down respectfully again.

After breaking through the Old Sage, it discovered how strong the seal in the Dragon Bone Gunslinger is. Once it is cracked, even if it breaks through, it is not an opponent at all.

"Xuan'er, your gun..."

Seeing this scene, Xing Jiansheng widened his eyes.

Weapons only surrender to the strong, doesn't it mean that this gun is more powerful?

He knows that this is a weapon left by the ancient sage, and it has lost its former glory. It is not clear how powerful it is.

"It's nothing, just a few small chances..." Zhang Xuan smiled.

"Is this still a small chance?"

Xing Jiansheng flickered and almost collapsed.

Do you have any misunderstanding about Little Chance?

Such a powerful long spear, the profound knife that broke through the ancient sage, and many great treasures of the great sage... If these are small chances, what is the big one?

"You stay here later, I will refine this picture and come back..."

Without much explanation, Zhang Xuan flew straight in one direction.

After a short time, I came to a place, grabbed it lightly, and a scroll appeared in front of my eyes.

It is the essence of this painting.

Just now when the consciousness condensed into silk and spread, it was discovered.

Refining soon.

Hula!

The whole scroll was collected in it, and Xing Jiansheng and others appeared in the hall again with a sway of their bodies. The wall in front of them was as smooth as new at this moment, without any traces.

"Are you practicing here, or are you leaving with me?"

After dealing with these, Zhang Xuan looked at his parents.

The most important treasure of this Dacheng Hall is this painting,

However, the statues of the Seventy-two Saints, with their rich aura and the words and runes carved on the walls, are also of great use to practitioners.

Practicing here is at least ten times faster than the speed outside.

"I won't be with you anymore, it's quiet here, just to cultivate the soul and state of mind, refine the blood of the ancient sage, and strive for an early breakthrough!"

The two sword masters looked at each other and shook their heads at the same time.

Their strength, following behind their son, will only hinder them. Rather than doing this, it is better to practice hard here and strive for an early breakthrough.

"I'll stay here too!"

Hu Yaoyao also nodded.

She has just broken through the realm of seeing gods, so going out must be even more burdensome.

"Teacher, I'll be with you. I know where they took Wei Ruyan, so I can take you there!" Zhao Ya came forward.

"En!" Zhang Xuan nodded, hesitated for a moment, flicked his finger, and the blood of the Old Sage flew over.

"Absorb this drop of blood first!"

Going out is dangerous. Although this drop of blood is precious, it is not as important as the life of the students.

"yes!"

Sitting cross-legged, Zhao Ya absorbed the blood into her body, rolled with strength all over her body, and stood up in less than ten minutes, her eyes shining brightly in all directions.

"You... Refined?" Zhang Xuan was taken aback.

It is easy for him to refine, because the blood of this ancestor comes from himself, from the same root, how could Zhao Ya be so fast?

"Refinement!" Zhao Ya nodded: "After the teacher changed meridians, the conversion speed of energy is very fast. Although this drop of blood is powerful, it will not take too much time!"

"Meridians?"

With a single point of Zhang Xuan's finger, a burst of true energy poured into the opponent's body. Sure enough, he discovered that after changing the meridians, Zhao Ya's movement of energy was much faster than that of ordinary people.

Not even him.

No wonder she can refine the blood of the ancient sage so quickly. I am afraid that her meridian diagram is more reasonable than the ancient sage's!

"Let's go!"

Since she had refined the blood, which meant she had the ability to save her life, Zhang Xuan didn't say much, and flew straight to the outside of the hall.

Watching the two leave, Xing Jiansheng had a wry smile on his face, and couldn't help feeling: "This master and apprentice are all perverted..."

When they absorb a drop of blood, they need to put it in the dantian, and use their true energy to refine it day and night, and the other party will refine it after absorbing it... It's really abnormal.

"We have to speed up, otherwise, if we are really surpassed by our sons and disciples, where is our dignity?"

Dream Sword Saint Way.

"Too!"

Nodding their heads, the two stopped talking and sat on the ground at the same time, starting to practice.

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"Old Ancestor, you must be the master for us!"

Outside the Dacheng Hall, many young people wept bitterly.

After preparing for such a long time and spending countless painstaking efforts, I was able to enter this Dacheng Hall. I never dreamed of it. I didn't get anything, so I was beaten up and thrown out.

"Skills are not as good as others, you can only blame yourself, not others!"

The Old Sage, who was hiding on one side, was silent for a moment before a faint voice sounded.

"It's not that our skills are inferior to others, but that this guy has tamed so many holy beasts and refined so many powerful weapons. If he doesn't use these things, he will definitely not be our opponent based on strength alone!"

The sole youth gritted his teeth.

What's so great about that guy?

It's just relying on animal pets and weapons. Without these two, don't you believe they can still catch up with their strength?

"Yes, I hope that the ancestor will be the master for us and fight him fairly!"

"Don't rely on these crooked ways, if he can win, we will be convinced!"

Several other youths also gritted their teeth.

"This……"

The ancestor was silent, and after a while, a voice sounded: "Brother Hongtian, my juniors, I want to have a fair competition with your juniors, may I give you a little favor?"

"You have to discuss with my junior, I won't make decisions for him, don't worry, as long as you don't do anything against morality, I won't intervene!"

The voice of the ancestor of the Zhang family sounded.

Zhang Xuan and others entered the Great Accomplishment Hall, but he did not leave, and kept hiding around.

"Since brother Hongtian doesn't interfere, I can rest assured..."

The patriarch of all schools of thought responded. ...

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