"Hao, Uncle Hao, are you back again?"

"Do you want to open it?"

At this moment, such a voice came from behind everyone.

Some excited, some timid.

Tang Hao, Tang Chen, Tang San, and the three of them looked back almost at the same time.

I saw an unkempt and sturdy figure appear behind everyone.

"Old Ancestor, Little San, don't be nervous, he is Tang Hu, one of the survivors of my Haotian Sect."

Tang Hao recognized this person and hurriedly explained to Tang Chen and Tang San.

"Tang Hu, disciple of Haotian Sect?"

Tang Chen frowned slightly.

At just a glance, he could see the other party's cultivation, the Soul King.

couldn't help but feel more and more uncomfortable in Tang Chen's heart.

How weak was the first sect in the world in the past?

It's desperate.

"Uncle Hao, who are they?"

Tang Hu was keenly aware of Tang Hao's name for the old man.

It seems, Ancestor?

"Tang Hu, this is the ancestor of the sect, Tang Chen's ancestor, why don't you hurry up and see you."

Who?

Zhongxing Ancestor, Tang Chen?

A look of shock flashed across Tang Hu's face, and his mind went blank.

"No, it's impossible, it must be that I want the sect to rise too much. Fake, it's all fake, you're all my hallucinations, aren't you?"

After the shock, Tang Hu smiled wryly.

He questioned the crowd.

If nothing else, if you want to say that others are okay, now the ancestors who have disappeared for so many years have been dried up, which is not right.

"Hmph, boy, what are you talking nonsense?"

Tang Chen snorted coldly when he saw this.

At the same time, a wave of soul power coercion fell on Tang Hu's body with a cold hum.

Thump.

On the other hand, Tang Hu didn't have any resistance, and instantly knelt on the ground.

No way.

The strength of the ninety-ninth level Title Douluo was not something he could resist at all.

Even if it was just a wisp of soul power, it was enough to suppress him.

Hiss...

Kneeling on the cold bluestone ground, Tang Hu felt a burst of pain.

But it was this pain that brought him to his senses.

"You, are you really my Haotian Sect, Tang Chen Ancestor?"

He looked at Tang Chen in disbelief, his voice trembling.

Tang Chen snorted angrily, "Could it be that someone else has pretended to be me?"

"No, no."

Tang Hu shook his head again and again, "Unfilial descendant Tang Hu, knock on Tang Chen's ancestor!"

When the voice fell, he kowtowed to Tang Chen three times in duangdudangduang.

"It's unfilial enough, during my absence, Haotian Sect was actually destroyed."

Tang Chen said with a cold face, "Hmph, it's a joke, it's really a big joke."

Obviously, there are still countless boredoms in his heart, and he can't release them.

"This..."

A look of embarrassment flashed on Tang Hu's face, and he quickly said with a straight face: "Tang Hu believes that under the leadership of Old Ancestor Tang Chen, Haotian Sect will definitely be able to regain its glory and regain the prestige of the first sect in the world."

Tang Chen waved his hand impatiently, "Okay, don't put a high hat on me, now you go and find all the survivors in the sect."

Tang Chen hadn't forgotten the purpose of this trip, not to clean up the mess of Haotian Sect at all, but to remove the poison on his body. ….

But Tang Hu was excited.

"Yes, I'm going to gather all the surviving people from the sect and give you a salute."

After Tang Hu finished speaking, he bowed deeply to Tang Hao again, "Uncle Hao, I'm sorry, I misunderstood you before, and I thought you didn't want to pay attention to us before

These disciples are here, it turns out that you are looking for Tang Chen Ancestor."

Tang Hao: "...."

He couldn't help but complain in his heart: Lao Tzu, please don't make up for your brain, if it weren't for the detoxification of Tang Chen and Tang San, I wouldn't want to come back to this broken place.

However, Tang Hu was destined not to hear what he was saying, and with excitement on his face, he ran away in a hurry.

Not much.

One figure after another appeared in the eyes of Tang Hao and the others.

From far to near, it was a young face, seven or eight years old to seventeen or eighteen years old, just Tang Hu's age.

There can be more than 100 people in total.

"Whew..."

Tang Chen let out a long breath and said slowly, "Are these the surviving disciples of my Haotian Sect?"

"Ancestor, everyone is here."

Tang Hu nodded heavily and agreed. Then he looked at the people behind him, "What are you still doing? I don't want to give the ancestor and Uncle Hao a salute."

His voice fell, and the teenagers behind him knelt down in hindsight.

Then he said in a jagged voice:

"Meet the Ancestor."

"Meet Uncle Hao."

「...」

One after another immature voices sounded, Tang Chen, Tang Hao's hearts trembled.

However, that compassion was quickly erased.

Tang Chen looked at Tang San beside him, "Little San, it's up to you now."

"Okay."

Tang San nodded, took out a bowl full of clear water from the spatial soul guide, and then took out two more leaves and put them into the bowl, "This is a hemolytic grass, if it is the same bloodline, it will promote the fusion of each other. But I need a drop of your blood, Ancestor."

"What's the matter?" Tang Chen nodded, then came to Tang San's side, cut a finger, and dripped a drop of blood into the bowl.

"What is this doing?"

The disciples of Haotian Sect in front of Tang Chen and the others were all puzzled.

"Don't ask if you have any extra words."

Tang Hao's voice sounded at this moment.

Seeing that everyone's eyes fell on him, Tang Hao pointed at Tang San, "He is my son Tang San, now what he wants you to do, just do it." Don't worry, it won't hurt you."

Many Haotian Sect disciples nodded one after another.

Then I heard Tang San say in a loud voice: "Now you step forward one by one, drop a drop of blood into the bowl, if it can be blended with the blood of the ancestor, stand behind me, and then I will give you a great creation."

What?

The Great Creation?

The disciples of Haotian Sect were all excited when they heard this.

"Hehe, it must be the ancestor who wants to teach the secret method to the disciples of the sect."

"That is, if you can fuse with the ancestor's bloodline, it must be the elite of the disciples of Haotian Sect, and you will definitely be focused on cultivating."

"I really hope I can be selected, under the teaching of the ancestor, why worry about the strength not taking off?"

「...」

Privately, quite a few people began to whisper. ….

There were also some people who didn't speak, but clenched their fists, and they all secretly prayed that they would be chosen by Tang Chen.

"Let's start now, one by one."

At this moment, Tang San's voice sounded.

"I'll come first."

"I'll come first."

It has to be said that the children's emotions are very high.

The corners of Tang Chen's eyes twitched twice unconsciously.

What would it be like for these people to know that what awaits them is not an opportunity but a disaster?

"I guess it's going to be desperate," he muttered to himself.

"Don't worry, line up one by one..."

At this moment, Tang San's voice sounded and made arrangements.

The process of dripping blood proceeded quickly.

"No."

"No."

"Still won't work."

Tang San kept shaking his head, his face constantly becoming serious.

"Could it be that none of these people can be fused with the ancestor's bloodline?"

"If that's the case, it's going to be too difficult."

He was already secretly thinking about how to save Tang Chen and himself if the way of exchanging blood didn't work.

Come to think of it, there is only one way left.

"Immortal grass, if there is a suitable immortal grass, it will not be a big problem to dissolve the toxins in Tang Chen and my body."

Tang San said secretly in his heart.

However, when it comes to fairy grass, there is a person who cannot be bypassed.

Qin Xiao...

And when it came to Qin Xiao, Tang San hated it so much that the roots of his teeth itched.

"Mader."

"This Qin Xiao has done too much work, and he hasn't left me a single immortal grass. Yes."

"If you tell Tang Chen the news of the fairy grass, I don't know what chance he has of winning..."

Tang San was very hesitant.

He deeply knew that Tang Chen's state was not good, if he did it with Qin Xiao and caused the recurrence of the old disease, the consequences...

It's unimaginable.

Difficult!

It's really hard!

Tang San's mentality was already on the verge of collapse.

"Melted!"

"You see, my blood has melted with that of my ancestors!"

Suddenly, a voice of surprise came from in front of Tang San.

I saw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, pointing to the blood that was blending in the bowl and screaming in surprise.

"It seems that there is still hope."

Seeing this, Tang San's eyes also lit up.

Now it seems that there is no need to tell Tang Chen the news of the fairy grass for the time being, and it is a matter of life and death with Qin Xiao.

"You stand behind me first."

Tang San first beckoned to the young man, and then said to the others, "You go on."

"He can, and I'm sure I'm fine."

"I believe that I am also the Chosen One."

When the first person appeared, the rest of the people were as excited as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

"Yes, yes, I have."

Soon, a second Haotian Sect disciple who was fused with Tang Chen's blood appeared.

And then the third, the fourth...

After a long time.

More than a hundred Haotian Sect disciples completed the test.

As a result, more than 20 people were screened.

"Little San, I wonder if these people are enough?"

At this moment, Tang Chen's voice suddenly sounded in Tang San's ears.

Tang San looked at Tang Chen, he knew that this was using the method of forcing the sound into a line, so he nodded, indicating that it was enough.

"Good!" ….

Tang Chen nodded heavily, then waved his hand at those who were not chosen, "The others should stand aside for the time being, Tang Hu and the chosen disciples will stay."

"Oh, that's a pity."

"The chance to take off is gone."

"I really envy these people who can be chosen."

Although the remaining disciples were reluctant, none of them dared to disobey Tang Chen's intentions and left one after another.

Tang Chen looked at Tang Hu and ordered, "Now pick a place where no one is disturbing and take us over."

"Ancestor, Uncle Hao, you come with me."

Tang Hu said and led everyone to a secret room.

...

Dark, damp.

Dancing torches lit up the cave.

"Old Ancestor, Uncle Hao, don't worry, no one is disturbing here, it's enough for you to teach the sect disciples."

Tang Hu said excitedly.

There is no doubt that this is also the refuge created by Haotian Sect, which survived the battle of annihilation.

"Well, that's good."

Tang Hao nodded with satisfaction, and then said to Tang Hu, "You go and wait outside, if there is anything, we will call you."

"Ah, good."

Tang Hu was stunned for a moment, but still nodded.

There was inevitably some loss in my heart.

In fact, he very much hoped to stay, like those selected sect disciples, to accept the guidance of the ancestors, so as to improve his cultivation.

"Forget it, it seems that I Tang Hu doesn't have that blessing." He sighed secretly and walked away in disappointment.

"Little San, is there anything else you want to prepare?"

At this moment, Tang Chen asked.

Tang San shook his head, "Ancestor can start, wait until you finish changing your blood, and then take the elixir I prepared for you to remove the hidden dangers in your body."

Exchange transfusion?

Relieve the hidden dangers of the body?

Something seems wrong?

At this moment, in the cave, the faces of the remaining twenty or so Haotian Sect disciples flashed with consternation.

They noticed something unusual.

It may not be what you think.

"You, come here."

At this moment, Tang Chen pointed to a disciple of Haotian Sect and said.

"Old, Ancestor."

The boy stepped forward tremblingly.

However, the next moment, he felt a strong wind blowing, and his arm was already being grabbed.

It was none other than Tang Chen.

Tear pull.

The next moment, his palm had been cut open by a sharp blade, and blood was pouring out.

On the other hand, Tang Chen's hands were even more bloody, and his palms were also cut.

Immediately after, Tang Chen held the young man's palm.

"Ancestor..."

The boy screamed in a panic.

However, after this call, he could no longer speak.

His body shook like chaff.

The face turned pale at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Tang Chen frantically transmitted his soul power from afar, driving the blood flow in the two of them.

Zilala.

A large amount of poisonous blood flowed down the wound in the palm of his left hand.

And his right hand was holding the hand of the disciple of Haotian Sect, frantically absorbing the blood of this disciple of Haotian Sect and replenishing himself.

"Hey, this feeling..."

"Comfortable!"

Tang Chen narrowed his eyes and let out a moan.

Fresh blood poured into him, and he felt a burst of lightness. ….

On the other hand, the disciples of Haotian Sect who were gradually drained of their blood had their faces distorted to the point of pain.

The facial features have come together, hideous, terrifying.

"Ancestor, you, stop..."

In the moment of life and death, he finally made his voice heard.

begged Tang Chen bitterly, hoping that Tang Chen would let him go.

But, is this possible?

Tang Chen shook his head, "Stop, it's impossible to stop, your life exists for me, this is the destiny of heaven." Besides, sacrificing you, if I can save my life, it will be a great achievement and a great honor for you, so what is there to be dissatisfied? Have you forgotten the ancestral teachings of the sect? The interests of the sect are above all else."

After speaking.

He let go of his hand.

It's not that he's merciful, it's that the boy in his hands has been drained, and the blood in his body has turned into a dried corpse.

Thump.

The boy fell to the ground, and an even more bizarre scene appeared.

It was like a broken piece of porcelain.

Quiescence.

Deathly silence.

Everyone's eyes widened and their mouths widened, their expressions full of shock and trepidation.

"This, where is this chance, this is to give us our lives."

"Cruel!"

"It's really cruel, Ancestor, is he the devil?"

Many Haotian Sect disciples began to retreat in horror, and some even let out a cry of horror.

At the end of the day, they're still a kid.

Some people even think that the scene in front of them is even more terrifying than the day when the mountain gate of Haotian Sect was breached.

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