Long Xin's body trembled slightly obviously, and this slightest movement could not escape the gaze of the six powerful Foundation Building Realm spirit senses in mid-air.

"Haha, you really guessed it right, yes, this person is my newly accepted disciple, with the qualification of mutated iron spirit root, but it is not weaker than Teng Xu's thunder spirit root!"

"What!"

The six people in the air obviously showed a trace of surprise, and they were all a little moved.

Mutated spiritual roots are often formed by two or more five-element spiritual roots through some kind of strange changes, and have cultivation qualifications comparable to those of the top grade or even the best spiritual roots, and they have various characteristics themselves, and can practice a certain type of specific exercises and spells.

Just like Teng Sha's Thunder Spirit Root, not only is his cultivation speed comparable to that of a high-grade Spiritual Root, but his cultivation of the Thunder Method is simply a thousand miles a day, if he cultivates the C-Fire Thunder Imperial Root, it will not be difficult to reach Dacheng. In addition, there is also a trace of thunder and lightning in his spiritual power, which is more powerful and domineering than the spiritual power of ordinary monks.

The Iron Spirit Root is also such a kind of Spirit Root, which is mutated from the two spiritual roots of gold and earth, and the cultivation method is excellent. Now the first body cultivator of the Qingxuan Continent, the Iron Venerable Venerable is a monk with an iron spirit root, who can defeat the peerless powerhouse of the late Yuan Infant with the early stage of the Yuan Infant.

"That's really congratulations to Sanren, it's a blessing to receive a disciple with such a high talent!"

An elderly monk who exuded an earthy yellow aura of spiritual power said with envy.

"Well, since you are a scattered person and you are going to go out of the city, we will naturally not stop you, please!" Teng Sha spoke, causing the monks guarding both sides of the city gate to back off.

Cao Qilin hugged his fists in the air, and the spiritual power swept up with the two people behind him, and flew towards the direction of the spiritual boat station.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yuanhao breathed a sigh of relief.

Now that Long Xin escaped safely, the certainty of escaping alone has greatly increased.

After Cao Qilin and his party left, the order immediately returned to its original state, and the monks lined up one by one to be tested by the monks of the Yi Yan Sword Sect.

"Hey, your bone age is just forty-two years old!" A monk from the Yi Yan Sword Sect held a magic weapon to test his bone age in his hand, and his voice was a little gloomy as he looked at the information revealed on it.

The monk looked panicked: "I...... I'm forty-two, but I'm not the guy you're looking for......"

"Yes or no, I'll find out!"

In mid-air, a gray-black aura of spiritual power fell, revealing a sturdy bearded monk with eyebrows like swords and a resolute face.

"I've seen my lord!" Nearby, the monks of the Yi Yan Sword Sect hurriedly saluted.

The beard nodded, and looked at the monk, who was also forty-two years old, and his spiritual sense burst out, enveloping him.

"Well, no, you can go!" Soon, the beard waved his hand, and his sense was withdrawn, motioning for the monk to leave.

The team gradually shortened, and many people were found to have the same bone age, but after the exploration of the spiritual sense of the foundation building monk, none of them were the people that the Yi Yan Sword Sect was looking for.

The queue is getting shorter and shorter, and the atmosphere at the scene is becoming more and more tense and depressing.

Zhang Yuanhao's palms were full of cold sweat, and he tried to regulate his slightly disordered breathing so as not to look suspicious.

There are three more people, and it will be his turn.

......

"Master Li Jiangpeng, that's the way it is!"

A middle-aged monk with a long face knelt on the ground, dressed in the robe of an Elder of the Spirit Light Sect, and his tone was very respectful.

If a monk of the Lingguang Sect saw this scene, he would be very surprised. Elder Yan Hongtao, who was originally unsmiling and had a frosty face, was kneeling on the ground like a dog at this moment, and there were even many Qi cultivation realm cultivators in front of him.

"Elder Yan, I'm very strange!" Li Jiangpeng's fingers gently flicked with the potted plants in the room, and said lightly, "You were obviously at the scene at the time, but why didn't you just rescue Lu Jiansheng?"

"Or are you deliberately not saving?"

Speaking of the back, there was a hint of anger in his tone, which made the temperature in the room drop slightly.

Yan Hongtao's kneeling figure trembled: "No! The villain really didn't mean it, I really didn't expect that even Zhou Jin and Ouyang Yan couldn't stop Zhang Yuanhao, the speed of his imperial magic weapon is even faster than the speed of building the foundation realm!"

"Okay!" Li Jiangpeng snorted coldly, "Now that everyone is dead, what's the use of saying this, but you surrendered in time, and I have already passed on the news." Unexpectedly, Zhang Yuanhao was so bold that he dared to teleport from Beilong City to Yandu City, I was afraid that he wanted to escape from Cangfeng Country through the floating spirit boat. However, I, Yi Yan Sword Sect, have already set up many barriers, forgive him for having the ability to steal the sky and change the earth, and he will not want to escape from the Cangfeng Country!"

......

Zhang Yuanhao stretched out his hand, revealing his fat palm, and let one of the monks of the Yi Yan Sword Sect take out a drop of blood from his fingertip.

Then, he walked up to another monk holding a mirror-shaped magic weapon and took a photo, but it did not show the slightest flaw.

Zhang Yuanhao continued to walk forward, and a monk handed him a bone bead of Bai Sensen and asked him to hold it.

Here's the big thing!

Zhang Yuanhao didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately held the bone bead, and after a while, a burst of heat came from the palm of his hand, Zhang Yuanhao let go of his hand and handed the bead over.

"Hey, your bone age is also forty-two?"

The Yi Yan Sword Sect disciple snorted lightly and pointed in one direction: "Go there and accept the investigation of my Yi Yan Sword Sect Foundation Building Cultivator!"

Zhang Yuanhao chuckled in his heart, then took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and walked up.

That direction was the direction where Teng Sha, a monk of the False Dan Realm, was.

......

Feeling the crushing of the terrifying spiritual sense of the Fake Dan Realm, Zhang Yuanhao lowered his head and did not dare to make a move.

"Huh?"

Teng Xu's narrowed eyes suddenly moved, opened his eyes, and looked at Zhang Yuanhao, who was easily disfigured at the moment.

"You don't have any flaws, but I just feel that something is wrong. Teng Xu's hoarse voice sounded, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and he looked at Zhang Yuanhao, who even thought that his whole body had been seen thoroughly.

"What's your name and which faction do you belong to?"

Zhang Yuanhao's fat figure trembled slightly, bent down, and said in a slightly sharp and flattering voice: "Lord Qiyu Teng, the villain's surname is Jia Mingfu and Fugui, and he is a monk from Fenghuai Island in Jiuyun Country. ”

Jiuyun Country and Cangfeng Country are next to each other, Zhang Yuanhao knows a lot of power sects, and Fenghuai Island is one of the forces similar to the Lingguang Sect.

"Yes!"

Teng Xu's eyes roamed over Zhang Yuanhao's fat body, trying in vain to find a flaw in him, but he didn't find anything, so he had to laugh dryly, "Is Elder Wei Fanheng of your sect good?"

Zhang Yuanhao was stunned for a moment, and said, "Lord Teng, don't be kidding, how can there be an elder named Wei Fanheng on my Fenghuai Island!"

Teng Xu's eyes stayed on Zhang Yuanhao for a long time, and then he moved his eyes: "Maybe I'm mistaken, you can go!"

As soon as these words came out, he no longer paid attention to Zhang Yuanhao, but continued to shroud his spiritual sense in the crowd.