As we all know, the power of the body is the power that naturally arises after the body is strong, and it has never been heard of being able to precipitate on its own.

However, everything in front of him subverts ordinary people's cognition.

Xia Qingchen exclaimed slightly: "It is worthy of the cultivation method of the ancient gods, and it is indeed outstanding." ”

Just the power of precipitating the body is something that the other gods have never had before.

Xia Qingchen only felt that his body was warm, especially in his abdomen, as if there were dozens of hot streams surging in his body, bringing strong warmth between the cycles.

His body also felt more powerful than ever, as if he could shatter mountains with a wave of his hand, and trample on a river with a lift of his feet.

Of course, with this comes extreme weakness.

After experiencing the inhuman torture of connecting the meridians and distorting the minor veins, his body seems to be unharmed on the outside, but in fact, the inside of the body is extremely weak, and now he can only barely stand up, and he is unable to exercise vigorously.

He gasped for breath and felt the pain of tears coming from his lungs with a little force.

"I can't be happy too soon. Xia Qingchen laughed at himself, although he had successfully cultivated the first hidden space, the price he paid was really a bit big.

At least until dawn, the body will be in a weakened state.

"Fortunately, there is no delay in tomorrow's martial arts. Xia Qingchen slowly closed his eyes, seized the time to silently recover his body, after experiencing the cultivation of the Buddha's skin and evil bones, his body's self-healing power was far stronger than before.

And at this moment.

The Tibetan Mirror Priest and the Liluo Priest Xingshi led a group of people to the tribe of the Wuyu priest.

The priest came with his hands in his hands, and his expression was very calm: "Two, what is the matter with such a big battle?"

The Hidden Mirror Priest threw out a list with a calm face, pointed to "Hu Yifan" on it, and said straight to the point: "Priest Wuxi, give us an explanation!"

The priest of Liluo was in a very hot mood, and said angrily: "If you can't find the dead soldier in the Wuluo family, my Liluo tribe will find it for you!

In the face of the aggressive questioning of the two tribes, the priest of Wuyu was calm, and a smile welled up on his face: "Haha, the two of you are so nervous that they are so unable to hold their breath and begin to doubt the old man's ability?"

As the head of the ten priests, the ability of the priest is well known, and he is also the leader of this struggle for royal power.

Let's ask, how could he hand over such a heavy responsibility to an unbearable person regardless of the weight?

If the Hidden Mirror Priest and the Liluo Priest are willing to calm down and think about it, they should understand that this "Hu Yifan" is not very human.

Oh?

Staring at the indifferent and confident expression of the priest of Wu Xiang, the priest of the hidden mirror calmed down, and thought about it carefully, Wu Xiangtian is a fool, but the priest of Wu Xiang is not!

He has always been the master of eating people and not spitting out bones, how can he be as confused as his son?

"Priest Wuyu, this matter is very high, and please give us a clear reply, so that we don't worry about it in vain. "The Hidden Mirror Priest holds his fists.

With a smile on his face, the priest invited the two groups into the tent, and then clapped his palms: "Bring them up." ”

Soon, several of the tribesmen of the black priest came in with a huge barbarian covered with a white cloth, and he lay upright on the stretcher, motionless.

can only be judged from the mouth and the undulation of the white cloth that rises and falls, and the other party is not just a corpse.

"Show us what the half-dead do?" the grumpy priest Liluo patted the case a few times, "What we want is explanation, less messy things." ”

The Hidden Mirror Priest also showed dissatisfaction, and said, "Please also ask the Priest of Wuyu not to talk about anything else, and explain to us as soon as possible!"

A faint smile appeared on the corner of the priest's mouth, and a strong air flow flew out from under his feet on his tiptoes, pounced on the wounded, and the white cloth on his body was naturally lifted away.

They fixed their eyes and stood up in unison, their eyes shocked.

"Son!"

The name of the first savage warrior of the royal court, who doesn't know who doesn't know?

Zang Shuiyue's eyes widened, and she said in disbelief: "Why is he here? Also, how did he get hurt like this?"

Her question was also a puzzle in the hearts of everyone present.

Priest Wu sat down for a long time, tasted a mouthful of blood-colored spiritual liquid, and said hoarsely: "Don't you doubt the old man's vision of choosing people? ”

What do you mean?

The two juniors, Zang Shuiyue and Li Feiting, were confused and didn't understand what the priest wanted to say.

However, the Hidden Mirror Priest and the Liluo Priest immediately understood, and their already shocked faces poured out deeper shock: "Priest Wuyu, should you say that Hao Senyu was beaten like this by that Hu Yifan, right?"

The priest took a moment to dust off his shiny black feather robe: "What do you think?"

The Hidden Mirror Priest gasped, among the barbarian youth generation, who can defeat Hao Senyu?

He suddenly remembered something, and said, "How old is he, he must not be more than twenty-five years old, right? ”

The martial arts of the sacred fire sacrifice have extremely high requirements for the age of the martial artist, and the maximum age cannot exceed twenty-five years old, otherwise it will be regarded as blasphemy against the barbarian gods.

The priest smiled: "I'm so confused that I can't even tell the age of a person? This person is less than twenty-five, no, maybe not even twenty." ”

Although Xia Qingchen's true face cannot be seen, judging from the skin, it is likely that he is less than twenty years old.

"I said, Priest Wuyu, you have to have a limit to bragging, right?" Priest Liluo patted the table and shouted: "Why don't you say that he beat Sen Yu like this with one move?"

How did the barbarians come from to be less than twenty years old and defeat the super Tianjiao of Hao Senyu?

That kind of Tianjiao, the martial arts civilization like the Zhongyun Realm and the Liang Realm, maybe it is possible to be born, barbarians, impossible!

Who knows, the priest of Wuyu laughed meaningfully: "What if I tell you that he really defeated Hao Senyu in one move?"

What the?

The juniors present were all shocked, their eyes were full of disbelief, one move to beat Hao Senyu like this, or is it a barbarian who is younger than them?

If that were the case, wouldn't they all have lived to be dogs all these years?

Priest Liluo laughed even more angrily: "Priest Wuluo, do you think we are all fools?"

Such absurd lies can be used to deceive them, did the priest take them seriously?

The Hidden Mirror Priest also shook his head, his face gloomy as water: "Wu Yu, what do you want to do? If you don't want to cooperate with our two major tribes, you can say it bluntly, why insult our wisdom?"

Anyone with a little brain can't believe his words.

"Hahaha......" The priest laughed: "If you don't believe it, I can swear to the barbarian gods, and in addition, my son Wu Xiangtian, my second brother Wu Bo Fu and nephew Wu Ghost are all present, and they can also testify." "Ten o'clock passed the third shift

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