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After a short time, Motu came to the sky above a golden tree and silver flowers. Wangshu Pavilion

"Iron Tree Silver Flower, it's a little interesting, well, that's right, there is that kid's breath here!" As the natural bloodline of the Qilin Lion, and a spiritual saint powerhouse, the ability that Mo Tu possesses is by no means imaginable by ordinary spiritual cultivators, and it only relies on some of the breath left by the Three Treasures when they killed Mo Zhi that day, and they have tracked it all the way, this kind of strength is indeed beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

After a slight pause beside the Iron Tree Silver Flower, Motu flew away again, what was regarded as a heavy treasure in the eyes of the Three Treasures, in the eyes of Motu, it didn't seem to be nothing.

Of course, maybe it was the ancestor of the Reckless Sheep Clan who Motu cared about, otherwise even with his Spirit Saint body, he would definitely not mind spending some time taking away these Iron Tree Silver Flowers directly.

"Ancestral Sheep Valley, that kid actually entered Ancestral Sheep Valley!" Outside Ancestral Sheep Valley, Motu was really entangled this time.

If it is said that sneaking into Mangyang Mountain can not be discovered by the ancestor of the Mangyang clan, then as long as you enter the Ancestral Sheep Valley, you will definitely be discovered by the ancestor of Mangyang.

However, the target it wants to track is in the Ancestral Sheep Valley.

"Forget it, let's wait outside! If you really want to enter the valley, let alone find that kid, I'm afraid that the first one to come out will be the old golden sheep! Don't talk about killing the enemy, I'm afraid I'll be beaten by that old miscellaneous hair and flee in embarrassment!" After thinking about it again and again, Motu still didn't dare to enter the valley, so he had to choose a secluded valley and wait.

Motu knew that he had been waiting for six months.

Six months later, when the Three Treasures in the Golden Prison opened their eyes, the pool under them had been reduced by as much as half, which might require decades of accumulation by the Mangyang Clan, but at this time, the Three Treasures obviously didn't care about this, but came to the vertical upward exit of the cave, and at a glance, they could vaguely see the blonde hair fluttering above.

It was Yang Dao who was stationed at the entrance of the cave.

"You're finally out!"

The moment Sanbao flew out of the top of the mountain, Yang Dao, who was guarding the entrance of the cave, asked in a deep voice, at this time, Yang Dao's eyes had long since lost the contempt of the past, but were replaced by a kind of respect and respect from the bottom of his heart.

In the Mang Yang Clan, only extremely talented clansmen were allowed to enter the Golden Prison to cultivate, and the length of cultivation time in the Golden Prison directly reflected the cultivator's talent and potential.

With Yang Dao's understanding of the Golden Prison, he naturally knows what six months represents, even if he is the first cultivation genius of the Mangyang Clan, he only insisted on cultivating for three months in the Golden Prison back then, this is already his limit, if he continues to cultivate, it will not be to improve, but to explode and die.

Every cultivator's body is limited, and the spiritual power that can be absorbed in a period of time is also limited, this is like a bottle, once it is filled with things, and then you want to fill it with things, the result can only be that it will open or even burst.

At this moment, the Three Treasures are like this, and in the face of such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, the Three Treasures are of course desperate to try their best to absorb as much of the power of the Golden Origin as possible.

After persevering for six months, San Bao finally couldn't "hold on" anymore, and then flew out of the golden prison.

Compared with the six-month period, the harvest of the Three Jewels can only be described in one word, that is, "full of money".

In six months, even the Spirit Emperor may not be able to improve his one-star cultivation, let alone Ling Xuan, whose strength is more than a hundred times higher than that of the Spirit Emperor, for Ling Xuan, even if he can't improve his one-star cultivation for ten years, it is a normal thing.

However, in just half a year, the Three Treasures directly promoted their cultivation to the late stage of the two-star Lingxuan.

During the six months of penance in the Golden Prison, the huge gold origin power made the Three Treasures clearly feel that the knots in their bodies were easier to feel and control. In half a year, Sanbao has discovered and mastered more than 1,000 tricks, plus the more than 1,000 tricks that have been controlled before, adding up to nearly 3,000 tricks.

According to the one-star realm of a thousand tricks, the Three Treasures are already real two-star Lingxuan, and they are not far from even the three-star Lingxuan.

If it was to cooperate with the power of the Double Inner Dan, the Three Treasures at this moment were only one step away from the Four-Star Spirit Xuanyang Sword in the realm of spiritual power.

And what surprised the Three Treasures even more was not that, in the half year of the Golden Prison Penance, the golden bloodline in the body of the Three Treasures was almost completely activated, not only the power of the bloodline was greatly increased, but also greatly enhanced, although it has not yet broken through to the realm of seventh-level spirituality, but it has reached the peak of sixth-level spirituality, and it is only half a step away from seventh-level spirituality.

The spiritual power has increased to the realm of more than one star, the power of the bloodline has increased greatly, and the physical body has reached the peak of sixth-level power cultivation, and even the Three Treasures themselves feel a little incredible about this kind of gain.

At this moment, the Three Treasures have absolute self-confidence, as long as they don't touch the Spirit Saint, they will use their absolute self-preservation ability, and even deal with ordinary Spirit Xuan, there is no problem at all, of course, such as Yang Dao's top Spirit Xuan, that's another matter.

"It's out, I can't hold on!"

Raising his eyes to look at the Jin Shan below him, Sanbao nodded at Yang Dao, although he didn't say anything, the gratitude in his eyes could be felt by anyone.

"You don't have to thank me, although you are Jinpeng bloodline, I can't kill you, but if it weren't for Xue'er, I would never let you go to the Golden Prison, if you really want to say, you might as well fight with me again, I can feel that your strength has improved a lot compared to half a year ago......" Yang Dao floated up, his head full of blond hair could not be automatic, and his whole body exuded a strong confidence.

"Okay, you won't let me deal with your long knife with my bare hands, right?" Sambo nodded and said.

"This, this forgive me for my dereliction of duty, I originally said that I would keep things for you, but during your retreat, Xue'er came several times, but unfortunately I didn't see you out of the customs, and then she said that she took all your things away for fear that you would say goodbye, and said that when you get out, go to her to get it!" Although Yang Dao is majestic, in front of Yang Xue, there doesn't seem to be any energy.

"I see, it's just that I don't say goodbye, I still want her to take me to see your patriarch!" In the Golden Prison, Sanbao didn't find any information about the Holy Ancestor, and now he can only pin his hope of finding the Holy Ancestor's soul on Yang Xue's father, the Mangyang Patriarch.

Maybe I can know some news of the Holy Ancestor from him, but half a year has passed, and I don't know if the retreating patriarch has left the customs.

"Since you don't have weapons, let's have a fight with our bare hands, I see that you have also reached the seventh level of power cultivation, don't let me down, come on," Yang Dao's character obviously won't and doesn't want to take advantage of the three treasures, after putting away the long knife, he flew up, and then beckoned to the three treasures.

"Don't worry, I won't let you down this time" Sanbao rose into the air, and his momentum was not weak at all.

Although the two barely "tied" last time, Sanbao completely relied on the advantage of speed, and if it was a hard fight, Sanbao would definitely lose within five moves.

And this time it was completely different, in half a year, Yang Dao's strength progress was almost negligible, but Sanbao's strength almost doubled, and no one knew the strength of the two before the competition.

For a master like Yang Dao, it is not easy to meet a suitable opponent, and for San Bao, Yang Dao is also the best touchstone after his strength has increased greatly.

Without much nonsense, the two peerless geniuses rushed together almost instantly. The two sides came and went, their fists and feet intersected, and they were completely in a hard-hitting posture, and the majestic spiritual power fluctuations almost covered the sky above the small half of the Ancestral Sheep Valley, and even Motu, who was far away from the Ancestral Sheep Valley, felt an unusual fluctuation.

"There is Lingxuan fighting, and it's not an ordinary Lingxuan, no, it seems that there is still the breath of that kid, haha, that kid must have been hidden in the Ancestral Sheep Valley for too long, and was finally discovered by the master of the Mangyang Clan, this time I'm afraid I don't need to take action......"

Sanbao didn't know that at the same time as he was fighting with Yang Dao, there were two pairs of special eyes or divine consciousness watching him.

In addition to the Ancestral Sheep Valley, where only a trace of breath could be sensed, on top of a peak that was only a dozen miles away from the Golden Prison, there was a thin middle-aged man who was also quietly looking in the direction of the Golden Prison.

"It's only been ten years, and Yang Dao's strength has increased a lot, but this Luo family's kid has made terrifying progress, I remember that when he first came half a year ago, his strength was only slightly higher than Xue'er, and now he can fight with Yang Dao head-on without being weak, Brother Futu, your Luo family's revival is hopeful......"

With a light sigh from the middle-aged, after a loud bang in the sky above the Golden Prison, the two figures were separated with a touch.

"Haha, cool, it's so cool, Jin Pengluo, although you lost today, don't be discouraged, after all, I advanced Lingxuan so many years earlier than you, to be honest, with your talent and cultivation speed, in another five years, I can't guarantee that I will still not be your opponent!"

"Brother Yang's strength is indeed amazing, Luo admires it, if he has a chance one day, Luo will definitely fight with you again!" Although he lost to Yang Dao, Sanbao was not discouraged in his heart.

With the strength of Yang Dao's four-star Lingxuan and seventh-level peak power cultivation, coupled with the bloodline of the divine beast, even the peak of ordinary Lingxuan may not be its opponent, although he is a little weaker, but compared with the strength to fight back at all before entering the Golden Prison, it is already too much progress.

And only half a year has passed.

"I'm waiting for that day, Xue'er is at the Golden Tree Yinhua, you go!" Yang Dao returned to the Golden Mountain again, and then closed his eyes and began to cultivate.

"Don't worry, I'll just say a few words to Miss Yang and leave! I think one day, you will be together," although Yang Dao looked quite calm, but with the idea of the three treasures, how could he not sense a trace of worry in the other party's heart, and immediately comforted the other party, which can be regarded as repaying the other party's promise to allow him to enter the golden prison>?