Ancient Martial God

Xiao Yun tried to absorb the black flame sealed in his right arm, but the black flame resisted desperately and even tried to rush out of his right arm. If it weren't for the martial spirit of light and the origin of the holy bone, it would have rushed out long ago.

Seeing that the black flame reacted so violently, Xiao Yun decided to let it stay in his right arm temporarily, and then slowly find a way to refine it after leaving the Ancient Holy Land and returning to the Cloud Palace.

At this time, Wu Mengluo completely suppressed Red Lotus Jiyan, and her expression improved a little. Xiao Yun discovered that her cultivation had already reached the half-step Tianzun level.

"You grow up so fast." Xiao Yun sighed.

"I am a goddess of the Ancient Witch Clan. Although my blood is not pure, I am still a goddess. Naturally, I have to enjoy the treatment of a goddess. If I want to walk outside, the Ancient Witch Clan will definitely not let me lose the face of the Ancient Witch Clan, so when I When I returned to the Ancient Witch Clan, they gave me various cultivation resources and even a sub-god pill to help me break through."

Wu Mengluo said slowly: "Of course, the most important thing is the blood of the goddesses in my body, which contains the power of the goddesses of all generations. Although I have inherited part of it, it is enough for me to break through."

Having said this, Wu Mengluo looked at Xiao Yun, "Actually, I envy you even more."

"Envy me?" Xiao Yun was a little surprised.

"That's right, your power is all cultivated by yourself. But my power is derived from the blood. This is not my power, but the power contained in the blood. Although it belongs to me now, if it is taken away, If I leave, these powers will no longer be mine." Wu Mengluo sighed.

"Is there any way to solve it?" Xiao Yun asked.

"No, this is the fate of the ancient witch clan's goddess."

When Wu Mengluo said this, he couldn't help but smile sweetly, "Unless a new goddess appears in the ancient witch clan, there is no way to take away my power. Forget it, let's not talk about this, let's look for other opportunities first, and talk about it by the way. Let’s talk about how you came to Jiutian Divine Realm.”

Xiao Yun nodded and exited the sea of ​​fire together with Wu Mengluo.

Although the Red Lotus Flame has been taken away, the sea of ​​fire still exists, and maybe a new Red Lotus Flame will be born in a few thousand or ten thousand years.

Luo Hanfeng has left. After all, he didn't get the opportunity. Staying in Huowai is just a waste of time. Instead of doing this, it is better to find other opportunities quickly.

Not only Luo Hanfeng, but Mu Xie also left.

Xiao Yun has told Mu Xie that he is staying in Yungong now. If Mu Xie wants to find him, he can just come to Yungong directly.

Xiao Yun and Wu Mengluo walked side by side, chatting along the way.

Xiao Yun briefly told him the process of coming from the Spirit Realm to the Nine Heavens Divine Realm, while Wu Mengluo quickly found the ancestral land of the ancient witch clan after they parted ways in the Spirit Realm, and then teleported to the Jiutian Divine Realm through the ancestral land, and became The new goddess of the ancient witch clan.

Because Wu Mengluo was not a pure-blooded goddess, she had mostly human blood, so the ancient witch clan did not treat her as a true goddess.

However, Wu Mengluo was living well in the Ancient Witch Clan. After all, she had part of the blood of the goddess, so the Ancient Witch Clan didn't mess with her.

More and more ancient people are pouring into the depths of the Holy City, and rays of opportunity are rising into the sky everywhere.

Xiao Yun and Wu Mengluo searched for a long time and found no other opportunities, and there was only half an hour left before the Holy City was closed.

"The time is almost up. If we continue to search, we may not encounter opportunities. Let's go to the outskirts of the Holy City and wait for the city gate to open." Wu Mengluo suggested.

"Okay." Xiao Yun nodded in agreement.

During this trip to the Holy City, Xiao Yun gained quite a lot, including many magical medicines, magical medicines for thousands of years, then divine pills, and finally, quasi-divine flames.

Both of these are extremely rare and great opportunities. It is incredible for ordinary people to get one, let alone get both.

Xiao Yun and his two men arrived at the south gate.

After a while, a familiar figure came over, and it turned out to be Long Po. He originally followed Lian Wu and others, but ended up being separated after entering the Holy City.

The dragon soul aura at this moment was extremely thick, and Xiao Yun could even feel that he had undergone a great transformation, especially in the area of ​​aura, which was almost as good as Lian Wu and others, and even better.

This is still the current situation of Long Po. He has not yet released the power of his bloodline. If he releases the power of his bloodline, he will definitely surpass Lianwu and others.

"Senior Brother Xiao." Long Po bowed respectfully. If Xiao Yun had been there, he wouldn't be where he is now.

"How?" Xiao Yun asked.

"Unexpectedly, I encountered the martial shadow left by my clan's ancestors. The martial shadow completely inspired my bloodline and passed on all my inheritance." Long Po said quickly.

"It seems that your harvest is not small." Xiao Yun smiled lightly. Dragon Soul is a member of Yun Palace. Xiao Yun naturally hopes that Dragon Soul can grow stronger.

People came back one after another, and Yao Yue, the quasi-talent of Shenbao Pavilion, also came back. His aura became much stronger, and he was smiling all over his face. It was obvious that he had gained a lot this time.

Later, Lian Wu and Lian Xuanyuan also came back. Their auras had changed a lot, and they obviously had an opportunity.

"Where's Brother Lao?" Xiao Yun asked Lian Wu.

"I just met my senior brother. He said he would come over later." Lianwu replied.

At this time, Lao Hanfeng came back.

The moment they saw Lao Hanfeng, everyone was stunned. Even Xiao Yun looked at Lao Hanfeng in surprise, because at this moment, Lao Hanfeng had a head full of white hair.

"Senior brother, you..." Lian Wu couldn't help but say.

"It's okay, it's just the chance I encountered."

Lao Hanfeng shook his head and said immediately: "I met Wu Ying, the senior who created the Destiny Sword Dao. He gave me another inheritance, which can not only enhance the power of the Destiny Sword Dao, but also make me stronger in one breath. Use the Destiny Sword Technique without losing your lifespan."

"Really?" Lian Wu asked excitedly.

"Of course it's true." Luo Hanfeng smiled slightly. Although the power of Tianming Sword Technique was powerful, the cost of using it was too high.

Although he only had one breath to use the Destiny Sword Technique, it was already a great improvement for Luo Hanfeng, not to mention the enhanced power of the Destiny Sword Technique.

chant!

A sword cry came from the sky, and the sound resounded throughout the world.

Lao Hanfeng's smile disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by an extremely solemn expression. He saw someone flying over from low altitude, and that person looked like a sword.

The terrifying sword intent came over.

"It's the sword cultivator from the Tianwen clan, one of the four ancient clans. This person's name is Tianwenzhe. He is known as the number one sword cultivator among the younger generation of the ancient clan."

"What a terrifying sword intent..."

Lian Wu and Lian Xuanyuan were also sword cultivators. They both felt terrible suppression, and their sword intent was completely suppressed.

Even Luo Hanfeng felt an astonishing oppression. He had heard of Tian Wenzhe a long time ago, but had never seen him. Now when he saw him, he realized why Tian Wenzhe was known as the younger generation of the ancient tribe. After practicing the first sword, this person's sword intention is so vast that it can be said to be endless.

Seeing Tianwenzhe coming with his sword, Lao Hanfeng took a deep breath, then stepped forward,

At this moment, another figure appeared, and the sword intent contained in it was even more terrifying. Even Luo Hanfeng could feel the purity of the opponent's sword intent.

Incomparably pure sword intent, without any impurities.

This is the first time that Lao Hanfeng has seen such pure sword intent in his life. Apart from the pursuit of swordsmanship, it is not mixed with any desire.