White robe ancestor
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Qian Li Mu Chen
White robe ancestor
The Artifact Soul Pagoda is only at the first level of the Saint King Grade, so it needs to catch up with the progress of the Ancestral Dragon Bloodline.
But this is probably another vast project.
You must know how many people Ling Xiao killed and how much energy essence he absorbed in order to promote the blood of Zulong.
He originally divided the energy essence into two parts, one was used to improve the cultivation level, and the other was used to improve the bloodline level.
Fifty-five division.
In other words, during this period of time, the energy essence devoured by the people he killed was equally divided between the cultivation level and the bloodline.
This is the only way to advance one level.
This tool soul tower martial soul wants to be promoted, but I don't know that it will have to wait until the year of the monkey.
Haitang Shuiling still didn't come back.
Hope she's okay.
In this place of Huangmengze, there is no cultivation level of the Nine Layer Martial Emperor, so it is dangerous to go out.
It was impossible for him not to worry.
In the next few days, Ling Xiao used the will crystal obtained this time to continue to improve the power of will.
Five days passed, and he raised the five powers of will to the second level of proficiency.
Will crystals are used up again.
That is, in the past five days, a big event happened outside, and someone actually named and challenged Yang Jian, the hundred-page holy pattern master.
Not Xia Houjun.
It's an old monster who once tied with Xia Houjun, regardless of the outcome.
This person claims to be the ancestor of the white robe.
I like to wear a white robe.
Hair and beard are white.
It is said to have lived for nearly a thousand years.
It's a pity that he has been stuck at the stage of Wuhuang, the peak of Jiuzhong, and cannot be promoted.
But the real essence has been raised to a terrifying level.
Martial arts, secret techniques and other things have been honed to the point where people can't match them.
After thousands of years of hard work, even a fool can probably reach the realm of creation.
The combat power of this old monster is absolutely terrifying.
Half a month ago, Xia Houjun had a fight with this white-robed old monster, and the two were tied.
Therefore, many people believed that the strength of the white-robed monster was comparable to that of Xia Houjun, and might even be stronger than Xia Houjun.
And it was such an old monster who proposed to challenge Yang Jian, the hundred-page saint pattern master.
The time to challenge is three days before.
It's just that Ling Xiao hasn't come to the Great Wilderness Battle Arena these days, so many people think that Yang Jian, the hundred-page saint pattern master, has a false name, and they are probably afraid.
Hearing that it was a master like the white robed old monster, he didn't dare to show his face.
The old monster in white robe came every day.
Every day, I have to satirize Yang Jian a few words.
Today, the old monster in white robe is still here.
Someone challenged him unconvinced, but was killed directly.
"Perhaps, Yang Jian, the hundred-page holy pattern master, is a smart man, knowing that he is not the old man's opponent, so he dare not show up.
It's embarrassing, but it can save your life.
Unlike this idiot, who can't figure out what his strength is, dare to challenge me?
It's just looking for death! "
The old monster in white robe said pretentiously.
Now he really thinks that Yang Jian, the hundred-page saint pattern master, is afraid of him.
"You really take yourself too seriously."
Suddenly, a cold voice came.
A figure came from the sky.
With three eyes, chain mail, and a silver robe, he is very powerful.
It was Ling Xiao who transformed into Yang Jian.
"Are you Yang Jian, the hundred-page saint pattern master?"
On the battle stage, the white-robed patriarch looked at Ling Xiao indifferently, and then showed a sarcastic smile: "The current rumors are really not very reliable.
No matter how you look at it, you don't look like a hundred-page saint pattern master. "
Under the stage, Yin Abacus, Chu Qingqing, and Feng Chen were all there.
It is impossible for them not to come to such a big battle.
When they heard that Yang Jian, the hundred-page saint pattern master, had appeared, they rushed over immediately.
Saint pattern master is a rare profession, and a hundred-page saint pattern master is even more rare in 10 years.
Similarly, the strength of the white-robed patriarch is obvious to all. If he can be tied with Xia Houjun, how could he be a vulgar person.
"Always felt like he was alone."
Silver Abacus said.
"Like who?"
Chu Qingqing asked curiously.
"Like Ling Xiao!"
Yin Abacus said: "Didn't you realize that every time this Yang Jian appears, Ling Xiao will definitely not appear, and if Ling Xiao appears, Yang Jian will not appear.
I suspect that the two of them are not the same person at all. "
"impossible!"
Feng Yu said loudly: "How is it possible! This Yang Jian's strength is so terrifying, although Ling Xiao is not bad, but after all, he only has a fifth-level Martial Emperor cultivation level, which is far from this person."
He was unwilling to admit that Yang Jian belonged to Ling Xiao, because he never forgot to avenge his two younger brothers.
Since you want revenge, you must never admit that Ling Xiao is too strong, otherwise, how can you talk about revenge?
That just became a delusion.
on the battlefield.
The white-robed patriarch looked at Ling Xiao and said, "I said boy, you don't have to hide your head and show your tail, you used the illusion technique, your phantom will not be weak.
But it's a pity that I can't hide it from the old man, what is your real name? "
"If you beat me, you will naturally know, but before that, you don't have the qualifications."
Ling Xiao never expected to hide his changes from everyone.
Anyway, even if he knew that Yang Jian came by illusion, it was impossible to tell who he was.
"Young people, excessive self-confidence is conceited, although the old man is not as talented as you young people.
But the old man has practiced for thousands of years, to put it bluntly, even animals have to become spirits.
If you underestimate the old man, you will suffer. "
In the next second, the ancestor in white robe suddenly moved.
Grab directly from the air.
Terrifying suction enveloped Ling Xiao's whole body, and he actually wanted to use this method to break Ling Xiao's disguise.
"Suck palms!"
Ling Xiao smiled lightly: "It seems that you don't know what holy patterns are at all.
"Swallow the holy pattern, open!"
Move your finger.
The holy pattern is displayed.
The power of the sucking palm was gradually swallowed up by the Saint Rune of Devouring, without any effect.
"interesting."
The white-robed patriarch smiled and said, "I thought the rumors were just rumors, and they couldn't be taken as true. I didn't expect there to be such a miraculous holy pattern. If that's the case, I don't have to be merciful."
The next moment, the white-robed patriarch launched another attack.
Ling Xiao fought with the holy pattern.
But Patriarch Baipao avoided it easily.
"This old thing has obviously studied the holy pattern, and has a deep understanding of the range and attack direction of the holy pattern.
Even fought against the Saint Rune Master.
No wonder so confident to challenge me. "
Ling Xiao frowned, looked at the white-robed patriarch who was quickly approaching him, and chose to attack in a large area.
The shining array of holy patterns almost surrounded him, there were hundreds of them.
No matter which direction the white-robed patriarch attacked from, the result was the same, and he couldn't get close to him.
"Boy, the idea is good, but I heard that every release of the holy pattern will consume a lot of soul power. How much soul power do you have to consume?"
The white-robed ancestor smiled, and continued to look for opportunities to get close to Ling Xiao, while using long-range attacks to resist the attack of the holy pattern.
People around frowned.
Hundred-page Saint Rune Master is certainly powerful, but if the Saint Rune can't attack people, then it won't be a big deal.
The white-robed patriarch was indeed an old fox. Not only was he powerful, but he also saw the weakness of the Saint Rune Master. This set of fighting methods was obviously carefully designed.
(End of this chapter)
The Artifact Soul Pagoda is only at the first level of the Saint King Grade, so it needs to catch up with the progress of the Ancestral Dragon Bloodline.
But this is probably another vast project.
You must know how many people Ling Xiao killed and how much energy essence he absorbed in order to promote the blood of Zulong.
He originally divided the energy essence into two parts, one was used to improve the cultivation level, and the other was used to improve the bloodline level.
Fifty-five division.
In other words, during this period of time, the energy essence devoured by the people he killed was equally divided between the cultivation level and the bloodline.
This is the only way to advance one level.
This tool soul tower martial soul wants to be promoted, but I don't know that it will have to wait until the year of the monkey.
Haitang Shuiling still didn't come back.
Hope she's okay.
In this place of Huangmengze, there is no cultivation level of the Nine Layer Martial Emperor, so it is dangerous to go out.
It was impossible for him not to worry.
In the next few days, Ling Xiao used the will crystal obtained this time to continue to improve the power of will.
Five days passed, and he raised the five powers of will to the second level of proficiency.
Will crystals are used up again.
That is, in the past five days, a big event happened outside, and someone actually named and challenged Yang Jian, the hundred-page holy pattern master.
Not Xia Houjun.
It's an old monster who once tied with Xia Houjun, regardless of the outcome.
This person claims to be the ancestor of the white robe.
I like to wear a white robe.
Hair and beard are white.
It is said to have lived for nearly a thousand years.
It's a pity that he has been stuck at the stage of Wuhuang, the peak of Jiuzhong, and cannot be promoted.
But the real essence has been raised to a terrifying level.
Martial arts, secret techniques and other things have been honed to the point where people can't match them.
After thousands of years of hard work, even a fool can probably reach the realm of creation.
The combat power of this old monster is absolutely terrifying.
Half a month ago, Xia Houjun had a fight with this white-robed old monster, and the two were tied.
Therefore, many people believed that the strength of the white-robed monster was comparable to that of Xia Houjun, and might even be stronger than Xia Houjun.
And it was such an old monster who proposed to challenge Yang Jian, the hundred-page saint pattern master.
The time to challenge is three days before.
It's just that Ling Xiao hasn't come to the Great Wilderness Battle Arena these days, so many people think that Yang Jian, the hundred-page saint pattern master, has a false name, and they are probably afraid.
Hearing that it was a master like the white robed old monster, he didn't dare to show his face.
The old monster in white robe came every day.
Every day, I have to satirize Yang Jian a few words.
Today, the old monster in white robe is still here.
Someone challenged him unconvinced, but was killed directly.
"Perhaps, Yang Jian, the hundred-page holy pattern master, is a smart man, knowing that he is not the old man's opponent, so he dare not show up.
It's embarrassing, but it can save your life.
Unlike this idiot, who can't figure out what his strength is, dare to challenge me?
It's just looking for death! "
The old monster in white robe said pretentiously.
Now he really thinks that Yang Jian, the hundred-page saint pattern master, is afraid of him.
"You really take yourself too seriously."
Suddenly, a cold voice came.
A figure came from the sky.
With three eyes, chain mail, and a silver robe, he is very powerful.
It was Ling Xiao who transformed into Yang Jian.
"Are you Yang Jian, the hundred-page saint pattern master?"
On the battle stage, the white-robed patriarch looked at Ling Xiao indifferently, and then showed a sarcastic smile: "The current rumors are really not very reliable.
No matter how you look at it, you don't look like a hundred-page saint pattern master. "
Under the stage, Yin Abacus, Chu Qingqing, and Feng Chen were all there.
It is impossible for them not to come to such a big battle.
When they heard that Yang Jian, the hundred-page saint pattern master, had appeared, they rushed over immediately.
Saint pattern master is a rare profession, and a hundred-page saint pattern master is even more rare in 10 years.
Similarly, the strength of the white-robed patriarch is obvious to all. If he can be tied with Xia Houjun, how could he be a vulgar person.
"Always felt like he was alone."
Silver Abacus said.
"Like who?"
Chu Qingqing asked curiously.
"Like Ling Xiao!"
Yin Abacus said: "Didn't you realize that every time this Yang Jian appears, Ling Xiao will definitely not appear, and if Ling Xiao appears, Yang Jian will not appear.
I suspect that the two of them are not the same person at all. "
"impossible!"
Feng Yu said loudly: "How is it possible! This Yang Jian's strength is so terrifying, although Ling Xiao is not bad, but after all, he only has a fifth-level Martial Emperor cultivation level, which is far from this person."
He was unwilling to admit that Yang Jian belonged to Ling Xiao, because he never forgot to avenge his two younger brothers.
Since you want revenge, you must never admit that Ling Xiao is too strong, otherwise, how can you talk about revenge?
That just became a delusion.
on the battlefield.
The white-robed patriarch looked at Ling Xiao and said, "I said boy, you don't have to hide your head and show your tail, you used the illusion technique, your phantom will not be weak.
But it's a pity that I can't hide it from the old man, what is your real name? "
"If you beat me, you will naturally know, but before that, you don't have the qualifications."
Ling Xiao never expected to hide his changes from everyone.
Anyway, even if he knew that Yang Jian came by illusion, it was impossible to tell who he was.
"Young people, excessive self-confidence is conceited, although the old man is not as talented as you young people.
But the old man has practiced for thousands of years, to put it bluntly, even animals have to become spirits.
If you underestimate the old man, you will suffer. "
In the next second, the ancestor in white robe suddenly moved.
Grab directly from the air.
Terrifying suction enveloped Ling Xiao's whole body, and he actually wanted to use this method to break Ling Xiao's disguise.
"Suck palms!"
Ling Xiao smiled lightly: "It seems that you don't know what holy patterns are at all.
"Swallow the holy pattern, open!"
Move your finger.
The holy pattern is displayed.
The power of the sucking palm was gradually swallowed up by the Saint Rune of Devouring, without any effect.
"interesting."
The white-robed patriarch smiled and said, "I thought the rumors were just rumors, and they couldn't be taken as true. I didn't expect there to be such a miraculous holy pattern. If that's the case, I don't have to be merciful."
The next moment, the white-robed patriarch launched another attack.
Ling Xiao fought with the holy pattern.
But Patriarch Baipao avoided it easily.
"This old thing has obviously studied the holy pattern, and has a deep understanding of the range and attack direction of the holy pattern.
Even fought against the Saint Rune Master.
No wonder so confident to challenge me. "
Ling Xiao frowned, looked at the white-robed patriarch who was quickly approaching him, and chose to attack in a large area.
The shining array of holy patterns almost surrounded him, there were hundreds of them.
No matter which direction the white-robed patriarch attacked from, the result was the same, and he couldn't get close to him.
"Boy, the idea is good, but I heard that every release of the holy pattern will consume a lot of soul power. How much soul power do you have to consume?"
The white-robed ancestor smiled, and continued to look for opportunities to get close to Ling Xiao, while using long-range attacks to resist the attack of the holy pattern.
People around frowned.
Hundred-page Saint Rune Master is certainly powerful, but if the Saint Rune can't attack people, then it won't be a big deal.
The white-robed patriarch was indeed an old fox. Not only was he powerful, but he also saw the weakness of the Saint Rune Master. This set of fighting methods was obviously carefully designed.
(End of this chapter)
