Chapter 1459: Peak of the Fourth Level of the Spiritual Ancestor Realm
Half an hour later, they arrived at the edge of the underground jungle. The four of them jumped off the backs of the three stone apes and carefully sneaked towards the jungle.
Wu Hyuk-jin had entered the underground jungle before, so he was at the forefront and led them.
After passing through the layers of trees and stepping over thorns, you can see a blood-red cave in the distance. A strong smell of blood escapes from it. It is like a big bloody mouth, waiting for prey to take the initiative. Come to your door.
"Is this the gate to the Blood Realm? Where is that gate?"
Han Mengli felt that this place was like an ordinary cave, not at all like the extremely dangerous portal to the blood realm as they had said before.
"There are two gates in the Blood Realm. The outer gate is made of cold iron. It is worth thousands of gold... ahem, so I finally tore it down."
Wu Hejin took out the huge door panel from the Qiankun Bag and held it in front of him to use it as a shield.
"..."
When the two girls heard this, they also blinked and glared at Wu Hejin. They really wanted to beat this guy up now.
But now was obviously not the time. They suppressed the anger in their hearts and looked at the Blood Realm Gate in the distance.
I saw four strong indigenous men walking out there!
They all wore a coat of bones, with streaks of corpse blood on their faces to isolate the breath from their bodies, guarding the gate of the Blood Realm.
Last time, after the door panel was stolen by Wu Hejin, the strong indigenous people became vigilant and strengthened their guarding of the Blood Realm Gate.
Among them was an old man with white beard and hair, who had reached the level of spiritual master. After he walked out of the blood cave, he sat cross-legged outside the blood cave, motionless, and even started to practice.
Han Mengli withdrew her gaze, looked at Jiang Xuan and said: "Now there are strong indigenous people guarding this blood cave. Why don't we retreat to the jungle and cultivate for an hour, and then we can come back after my cultivation level has returned to 30%. , by then I should be able to kill the indigenous masters of the Spiritual Realm who are guarding here."
Han Mengli herself is also a proud person of heaven and has a strong cultivation base. Therefore, although there are all powerful people in the spiritual realm here at this time, she believes that her own strength is stronger than the old man in the spiritual realm among the indigenous people.
However, she was severely injured by Elder Tu Da before, and now her injuries are extremely serious, and she is only supported by her own willpower.
So now she needs to restore her own strength first.
Jiang Xuan naturally had no objection, so the group retreated into the jungle, found a secluded place, and resumed their cultivation.
Jiang Xuan came under a big tree at this time. He sat down in the cross-legged position and began to run his exercises, refining the huge spiritual power in his body, hoping to be able to swallow up the spiritual energy he had just swallowed from Elder Tu in a short time. Refining and restoring one's combat effectiveness!
Jiang Xuan's speed of refining spiritual energy is related to the strength of the swallowing vortex. The greater the power, the faster the speed of refining spiritual energy.
If he could increase the power of the swallowing vortex to a hundred times, then he could double the speed of refining spiritual energy!
Just as Jiang Xuan was quickly refining the spiritual energy in his body, something strange happened in the Qiankun Bag, and a huge spirit beast egg flew out from it.
The eggshell was crystal clear, floating above Jiang Xuan's head with streaks of light rain.
This spirit beast egg now has eight cracks on it, and there is a faint fragrance exuding from the cracks, like the fragrance of pollen, and the fragrance of medicine from heaven and earth!
However, the spirit beast egg at this time still has not completely cracked. The breath of life inside it has become more and more intense. It is the breath of life that surpasses the powerful people in the spirit ancestor realm. It gives people a feeling that it is as if it is inside. It is like giving birth to a young supreme spiritual beast.
The moment the spirit beast egg flew out, the little purple dragon also flew over. It stretched out its two small claws and knocked on the spirit beast egg.
Then, it started dancing with excitement and let out dragon roars one after another.
"Um?"
The roar of the purple little dragon immediately alerted the four indigenous masters guarding the gate of the Blood Realm, and they all looked toward the jungle.
Wu Hejin immediately rushed forward, grabbed the purple dragon, and covered its mouth.
"Chang Feng, why don't you go over and see what's going on in the jungle?"
The indigenous Spiritual Realm old man gave an order.
"yes!"
An indigenous strongman at the ninth level of the Spirit Ancestor Realm crossed his fists, then held a long spear and walked cautiously towards the jungle.
"Bang!"
However, when the strong indigenous man just approached, Wu Hejin picked up the door panel and hit the strong indigenous man on the back of the head. He knocked the strong indigenous man unconscious and dragged him into the haystack. , and hid it.
A quarter of an hour later, the indigenous strongman named Chang Feng did not come back from the jungle, which immediately made the remaining three indigenous strongmen a little anxious.
The old indigenous man in the spiritual realm also noticed that something was a little strange, and immediately stopped practicing.
He stood up and looked towards the jungle in the distance. He felt the aura of several strong men with strong cultivation levels.
Sure enough, there is something weird in the jungle!
His withered fingers pointed toward the void.
"Buzz!"
At that moment, ripples appeared in the void, and a beam of light flew directly from his fingertips.
"Bang!"
In the jungle, there was a sudden sound of metal collision.
And the sound of metal clashing was naturally the huge iron door propped up by Wu Hejin. It was like a hard shield, blocking the beam of light just now.
The indigenous strongman at the ninth level of the Spiritual Ancestor Realm who broke in earlier was also knocked unconscious by his iron door.
"How long will you two masters have to heal? That old guy is coming, and I absolutely can't handle it!"
Wu Hejin was also very anxious. Seeing the old man in the spiritual realm slowly walking towards this side, he felt the urge to turn around and run away.
After a quarter of an hour of refining, the spiritual energy in Jiang Xuan's body gradually calmed down. Part of it was refined by him, while part of it was stored in his body.
Jiang Xuan's cultivation has now been improved again, and he is only one step away from reaching the fourth level of the spiritual ancestor realm. Half an hour later, they arrived at the edge of the underground jungle. The four of them jumped off the backs of the three stone apes and carefully sneaked towards the jungle.
Wu Hyuk-jin had entered the underground jungle before, so he was at the forefront and led them.
After passing through the layers of trees and stepping over thorns, you can see a blood-red cave in the distance. A strong smell of blood escapes from it. It is like a big bloody mouth, waiting for prey to take the initiative. Come to your door.
"Is this the gate to the Blood Realm? Where is that gate?"
Han Mengli felt that this place was like an ordinary cave, not at all like the extremely dangerous portal to the blood realm as they had said before.
"There are two gates in the Blood Realm. The outer gate is made of cold iron. It is worth thousands of gold... ahem, so I finally tore it down."
Wu Hejin took out the huge door panel from the Qiankun Bag and held it in front of him to use it as a shield.
"..."
When the two girls heard this, they also blinked and glared at Wu Hejin. They really wanted to beat this guy up now.
But now was obviously not the time. They suppressed the anger in their hearts and looked at the Blood Realm Gate in the distance.
I saw four strong indigenous men walking out there!
They all wore a coat of bones, with streaks of corpse blood on their faces to isolate the breath from their bodies, guarding the gate of the Blood Realm.
Last time, after the door panel was stolen by Wu Hejin, the strong indigenous people became vigilant and strengthened their guarding of the Blood Realm Gate.
Among them was an old man with white beard and hair, who had reached the level of spiritual master. After he walked out of the blood cave, he sat cross-legged outside the blood cave, motionless, and even started to practice.
Han Mengli withdrew her gaze, looked at Jiang Xuan and said: "Now there are strong indigenous people guarding this blood cave. Why don't we retreat to the jungle and cultivate for an hour, and then we can come back after my cultivation level has returned to 30%. , by then I should be able to kill the indigenous masters of the Spiritual Realm who are guarding here."
Han Mengli herself is also a proud person of heaven and has a strong cultivation base. Therefore, although there are all powerful people in the spiritual realm here at this time, she believes that her own strength is stronger than the old man in the spiritual realm among the indigenous people.
However, she was severely injured by Elder Tu Da before, and now her injuries are extremely serious, and she is only supported by her own willpower.
So now she needs to restore her own strength first.
Jiang Xuan naturally had no objection, so the group retreated into the jungle, found a secluded place, and resumed their cultivation.
Jiang Xuan came under a big tree at this time. He sat down in the cross-legged position and began to run his exercises, refining the huge spiritual power in his body, hoping to be able to swallow up the spiritual energy he had just swallowed from Elder Tu in a short time. Refining and restoring one's combat effectiveness!
Jiang Xuan's speed of refining spiritual energy is related to the strength of the swallowing vortex. The greater the power, the faster the speed of refining spiritual energy.
If he could increase the power of the swallowing vortex to a hundred times, then he could double the speed of refining spiritual energy!
Just as Jiang Xuan was quickly refining the spiritual energy in his body, something strange happened in the Qiankun Bag, and a huge spirit beast egg flew out from it.
The eggshell was crystal clear, floating above Jiang Xuan's head with streaks of light rain.
This spirit beast egg now has eight cracks on it, and there is a faint fragrance exuding from the cracks, like the fragrance of pollen, and the fragrance of medicine from heaven and earth!
However, the spirit beast egg at this time still has not completely cracked. The breath of life inside it has become more and more intense. It is the breath of life that surpasses the powerful people in the spirit ancestor realm. It gives people a feeling that it is as if it is inside. It is like giving birth to a young supreme spiritual beast.
The moment the spirit beast egg flew out, the little purple dragon also flew over. It stretched out its two small claws and knocked on the spirit beast egg.
Then, it started dancing with excitement and let out dragon roars one after another.
"Um?"
The roar of the purple little dragon immediately alerted the four indigenous masters guarding the gate of the Blood Realm, and they all looked toward the jungle.
Wu Hejin immediately rushed forward, grabbed the purple dragon, and covered its mouth.
"Chang Feng, why don't you go over and see what's going on in the jungle?"
The indigenous Spiritual Realm old man gave an order.
"yes!"
An indigenous strongman at the ninth level of the Spirit Ancestor Realm crossed his fists, then held a long spear and walked cautiously towards the jungle.
"Bang!"
However, when the strong indigenous man just approached, Wu Hejin picked up the door panel and hit the strong indigenous man on the back of the head. He knocked the strong indigenous man unconscious and dragged him into the haystack. , and hid it.
A quarter of an hour later, the indigenous strongman named Chang Feng did not come back from the jungle, which immediately made the remaining three indigenous strongmen a little anxious.
The old indigenous man in the spiritual realm also noticed that something was a little strange, and immediately stopped practicing.
He stood up and looked towards the jungle in the distance. He felt the aura of several strong men with strong cultivation levels.
Sure enough, there is something weird in the jungle!
His withered fingers pointed toward the void.
"Buzz!"
At that moment, ripples appeared in the void, and a beam of light flew directly from his fingertips.
"Bang!"
In the jungle, there was a sudden sound of metal collision.
And the sound of metal clashing was naturally the huge iron door propped up by Wu Hejin. It was like a hard shield, blocking the beam of light just now.
The indigenous strongman at the ninth level of the Spiritual Ancestor Realm who broke in earlier was also knocked unconscious by his iron door.
"How long will you two masters have to heal? That old guy is coming, and I absolutely can't handle it!"
Wu Hejin was also very anxious. Seeing the old man in the spiritual realm slowly walking towards this side, he felt the urge to turn around and run away.
After a quarter of an hour of refining, the spiritual energy in Jiang Xuan's body gradually calmed down. Part of it was refined by him, while part of it was stored in his body.
Jiang Xuan's cultivation has now been improved again, and he is only one step away from reaching the fourth level of the spiritual ancestor realm.
