Chapter 1215 The previous clan leader

Xiao Yun came to the wall. It was unknown what the wall was made of, but he could feel powerful formation fluctuations surging on the wall. It was obvious that there was a terrifying formation sealed inside.

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Yun stretched out his right palm and gently pressed it on the wall.

No power was released, and the wall did not shake Xiao Yun's hand away.

However, Xiao Yun felt a very strange feeling, especially when his blood surged, the power of the wall also surged.

"How?" the gray-robed ancestor asked in a trembling voice.

The white-haired ancestor and the clan leader Sheng Tianze all looked at Xiao Yun, with deep expectations in their eyes. After all, the future of the saint clan was in Xiao Yun's hands.

"The power of blood can be turned on." Xiao Yun nodded.

"real?"

The gray-robed ancestor and the others suddenly became excited, and even the usually taciturn white-haired ancestor's face turned red.

The leader of the clan, Sheng Tianze, clenched his fists even more, his expression extremely excited.

You know, after learning that the Sacred Sword Land, Falling Dragon Valley, and Jiuxiao Tower had joined forces, he even felt a little desperate.

Although the Saints still have four of them supporting them, and Yuntian Zun has returned, the Saints alone can only compete with one of the major forces, and there is no way to compete with the three major forces.

If the previous clan leader and others could escape...

Not to mention the position of clan leader, it doesn't matter to him even if Sheng Tianze is an ordinary clansman. Anyway, as long as the saint clan can become strong, he can do anything.

"It's just that my cultivation is not enough now."

Xiao Yun shook his head. After feeling the power fluctuation in the wall, he tried it and pushed the formation inside. However, his own cultivation was too low. To completely push the entire formation, he needed stronger cultivation. Just do it.

"The cultivation level is not enough..." The excited expressions of the gray-robed ancestor and the others suddenly disappeared.

"How high a level of cultivation is required? Do you need a saint?" Sheng Tianze looked at Xiao Yun.

"If I break into the Xuansheng realm, I should be able to open it." Xiao Yun nodded.

Hearing these words, the gray-robed ancestor and the others immediately rekindled their hopes. If they were to break into the supreme saint realm, the difficulty would be really high. Although Xiao Yun was already at the peak of the second realm of the first saint, It takes at least ten years to reach the extremely holy realm.

This is still estimated based on the shortest possible time.

About ten years...

The saints may no longer exist.

For the Saints now, time is the most important thing.

If you just break through to the Xuansheng Realm, it will not be difficult, because Xiao Yun is only one step away from the Xuansheng Realm.

"Now the three of us will go out immediately to search for various sub-miracle medicines and magic medicines." The gray-robed ancestor said without thinking, and he was a little anxious at the moment.

"Ancestor, don't go."

Xiao Yun quickly stopped the gray-robed ancestor, "The Holy Land of Swordsman must be watching our saints. Although they have joined forces with Falling Dragon Valley and Jiuxiao Tower, they dare not take action against our saints at will. After all, our saints And you’re in charge.”

"If you go out, there will be fewer people from the Saint Clan, and you will be targeted by them. Uncle Nan was targeted by them because of me, and he was destroyed."

"Then if we don't go out, how will you obtain a breakthrough in cultivation resources?" The gray-robed ancestor said solemnly. Now the saints' cultivation resources are also very scarce. Even if the entire clan gathers the strength, they may not be able to get Xiao Yun's cultivation resources. to break through.

"Don't worry, I have a way to get it myself. Moreover, if I go out alone, the Sword God will definitely not dare to trouble me." Xiao Yun said.

"You go out alone...what if something unexpected happens..." The gray-robed ancestor looked at Xiao Yun worriedly.

"My master is still here," Xiao Yun said.

"Well, you must be careful if you go out alone." The gray-robed ancestor hesitated for a moment and then nodded. Xiao Yun made sense. He was only at the peak of the second level of the First Saint. Even if there was a threat, he would not The Sword God's eyes are not enough.

It is impossible for the Holy Land of Swords to use Xiao Yun to threaten the saints. After all, a genius who is at the peak of the second realm of the First Saint, no matter how powerful he is, cannot participate in a powerful duel.

Therefore, the Holy Land of Swords will not pay much attention to Xiao Yun.

What's more, after this failed attempt, the Sword Holy Land will not act rashly. They will definitely focus most of their energy on the entrance to the God's Tomb.

At that time, as long as a big breakthrough is obtained in the God's Tomb, the Sacred Land of Swords can easily uproot the Saints.

"Clan leader, and the second ancestor, Yan Xia, you go out first." Xiao Yun said.

"Huh?" The Second Ancestor and others looked at Xiao Yun doubtfully.

"I want to talk to the previous clan leader and the others. You can't hear them because of this wall. Instead of staying here, it's better to sit outside first. If the sacred sword suddenly comes back, we can resist it." Xiao Yun said.

"Can you talk to them?" The gray-robed ancestor looked at Xiao Yun in surprise.

"My power has penetrated just now. Maybe we can try to communicate with each other. We should be able to have a conversation and find out how many of them there are now. After all, eighteen years have passed and we don't know what is going on inside. "Xiao Yun said.

"Okay, I'll go out first." The second ancestor nodded quickly.

"I don't want to go out... I want to be with Brother Tianyu." Sheng Yanxia said reluctantly.

"You are covered in dust now. Go out and ask the maid to help you wash up. You are so beautiful, but your hair is disheveled. Although I am used to it, you don't want others to see you like this, right?" Xiao Yun said softly.

"Am I really beautiful?"

Sheng Yanxia's cheeks were filled with clouds, and she bit her lower lip lightly, looking a little shy. She was already pretty, and the appearance of a little girl like this was even more touching.

"Of course Yanxia is beautiful, go quickly, I will come back to you later." Xiao Yun said.

"I know." Sheng Yanxia nodded.

The gray-robed ancestor and others looked at this scene and couldn't help but shake their heads. In the past, it was the injustice of Shengtian Prison and Sheng Yanxia. Now, after the departure of Holy Heaven Prison, it has been extended to his son.

"If Shengtian Prison's attitude was not so tough back then, but treated as gently as his son, Sheng Yanxia would not have gone to such extremes that she lost her mind." The gray-robed ancestor sighed in his heart. tone.

Only Xiao Yun can control the current Sheng Yanxia, ​​and no one else can control it at all.

But this is good, at least someone can shock Sheng Yanxia, ​​otherwise this girl will go crazy, but no one can suppress it.

After the two ancestors, the clan leader Sheng Tianze, and Sheng Yanxia left, Xiao Yuncai continued to press his hand on the wall.

"Who are you? Why can you shake the formation on the third floor of the Holy Spirit Tower?"

A voice containing terrifying majesty came out from it, and the gray-robed ancestor's face changed slightly. This aura had reached the level of a quasi-holy being.

Didn't Xiao Yun just say that only he could hear it?

The gray-robed ancestor glanced at Xiao Yun and immediately realized that Xiao Yun deliberately pushed away Sheng Yanxia. He was probably afraid that Sheng Yanxia would go crazy after knowing that he was not the Holy Heaven Prison.

"Tianlong, is it you?" the gray-robed ancestor said in a trembling voice. This voice was extremely familiar. He would never forget it. The other party was the previous clan leader.

"You are..." The previous clan leader Sheng Tianlong obviously heard a familiar voice.

"I am your great-grandfather. I have only been eighteen years old and you can't even recognize my voice?" The gray-robed ancestor's voice became more and more trembling.

"Grandpa...are you still alive?" Sheng Tianlong, the previous clan leader, became excited.

"Do you want me to die early?" The gray-robed ancestor cursed quietly. Although he was scolding, he was extremely excited. After all, he could hear his grandson's voice.

"Grandpa, how could I wish you to die... I am so happy that I can hear your voice in my lifetime. Grandpa, how are you?" The voice of the previous clan leader Sheng Tianlong could not be heard at this moment. There is a sense of majesty.

After all, he was in front of the Gray Robe Ancestor, but as a grandson, even if he was the leader of the Holy Clan, when he saw the Gray Robe Ancestor, he had to respectfully call him Great Grandpa.