Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Dead?
A certain peak of the ancient sect.
"Old Forging, your disciple is good! Whether it is the surname of Wu, the qualifications, or the surname of the spleen, they are all superior, and besides, he seems to contain some kind of power in his body!" Elder Forging was talking to an old man in purple at this time, and the old man looked at the ancient map in the distance as he spoke, and said.
"Yes, he does have the power of the Schemer in his body, and he has obtained the "Dragon Pattern" from the Thunder Hammer, but this Wu surname is not something that anyone can have!" Elder Forging said with a gentle smile on his face.
"I see that your ancient sect forging geniuses are endless. Old Forging, how long have we known each other?" The purple-clothed old man turned his gaze and looked at Elder Forging.
Elder Forging stared at the purple-clothed old man's eyes with cloudy eyes, but it made the purple-clothed old man smile awkwardly, not only turned his gaze to the side, but only heard Elder Forging say: "It doesn't matter how many years it is, the important thing is that I'm curious, which disciple do you have a crush on?
"Recently, there have been many geniuses in the Divine Power Sect, but there are not many people who are extraordinary in forging enlightenment. If it weren't for the fact that this disciple of yours was already your apprentice, the old man would have wanted to take him as an apprentice, hehe!" the purple-robed old man smiled, but did not say it explicitly.
"Hehe, do you really think that the old man doesn't know the situation of your Divine Power Sect if he hasn't been out of the Ancient Sect for a long time? Moreover, the kid you brought this time is no worse than my disciple. Elder Forging glanced at the purple-robed old man with a smile.
"Ahem... Lao Forging, with our friendship for thousands of years, I haven't begged you for so many years, but this time, I have a request, and please agree to me!"
"Say it, see which disciple you like. Elder Forging said flatly.
"It's the kid under the Thunder Hammer! Let's say it first, as far as I know, you only accepted one disciple this time! Since you don't like the kid under the Thunder Hammer, how about letting it be given to the old man?" The purple-robed old man said slowly, his eyes staring at Elder Forging as if he was afraid that Elder Forging would refuse.
"He, Dashan, if it's someone else, with our friendship..."Elder Forging was interrupted by the purple-robed old man before he finished speaking, only to hear him say: "Don't tell me so much, this kid is not your disciple, even if he is a disciple of the sect master, I will be cheeky to ask for it." This boy, I'm going to decide. The purple-robed old man said undoubtedly firmly.
Elder Forging looked at the purple-robed old man's expression, not only was he stunned, he sighed: "He is not anyone's disciple, and he has no master, but you just can't accept him as an apprentice, including me." ”
"You..." the purple-robed old man suddenly became angry, but he suddenly heard something, his eyes flashed, and he said in a low voice: "You mean... He... It is... Zen... Zen Demon?"
Elder Forging nodded.
The purple-robed old man was suddenly lost, and he sighed: "With this kid's surname... Eh, who in this world can be the master of Zen demons?"
"However, Dashan, this son is also a force forger, and he also obtained the "Xuanwu" blood pattern, and successfully carved it into his left hand. Regardless of whether he is a Zen demon or something, I hope that one day when he encounters a crisis, you will be able to help him!" Elder Forging said in a deep voice.
"Xuanwu Blood Pattern?" The purple-robed old man was shocked, gasped and looked at the forging elder, and then muttered a little, and said: "The Southern Brute Force Forging has almost disappeared, such a junior doesn't need you to remind him, I will also help him, whether he is a Zen demon or something!"
...... Thunderhammer Square.
At this time, there were already many young disciples of other great forces in Southern Xinjiang gathered around the Thunder Hammer Square, although many people did not see the previous scene, but they felt the aura of annihilation, coupled with the discussion of many disciples, which made them suspicious.
"Atrocity, who is he?" asked a man in gray at the back of the crowd who was not burly, but gave a very sturdy feeling, turned his head to look at the man in black beside him.
This person named the atrocity was the young man surnamed Tyranny who was with Qing Xuan, at this time, his eyes were staring at the barbarian sky, his eyes narrowed slightly, and said, "He... It's the Zen Demon Barbarian!"
"Zen Demon!!Is it him?" The gray-clothed man looked shocked, and several high-spirited young masters around him all showed solemn expressions, the name of Zen Demon had already spread in southern Xinjiang! A large part of the reason why they came this time was to meet this legendary "Zen Demon!"
"Zen Demon! If you get some kind of power from this Thunder Hammer at this time! I'm afraid, there are very few people in the young generation who can overpower him! Fortunately, he only has a blood image!" the gray-clothed man said in a deep voice. Immediately, he looked slightly sideways at a young man in white beside him! The young man in white received the signal from the young man in gray, his eyes flashed, and he strode forward.
And Qing Xuanhe, the atrocity and the man surnamed Li looked at the young man in white with a smile.
"You are the Zen Demon Barbarian Heaven, I am the Divine Power Sect Huanyi, do you dare to fight with me?" the white-clothed young man stood three feet behind the Barbarian and stared at the sitting Mantian and said loudly.
This made many disciples of the ancient sect look at this young man in white, the Divine Power Sect is the head of the four major sects in Southern Xinjiang, and the disciples under it are full of geniuses, many disciples of the Ancient Sect have long expected that this gathering of major sects and tribes will lead to a series of battles, but they didn't expect that so soon, this Divine Power Sect has only been in the Ancient Sect for a long time.
The sitting barbarian turned a deaf ear, at this time, he was immersed in shock, the pair of purple majestic eyes in his mind lingered, and the source of the blood of the bitter sea and the core of the hair in the center of the eyebrows had shrunk, suffering from the backlash of that roar, the barbarian had palpitations at this time, and was looking inwardly at the situation in his body, he had not heard the challenge of this huanyi at all, and even if he heard it, he would not face it at this time.
Moreover, to the shock of the barbarian sky, the mountain of the bitter sea seemed to have been injured, and the light appeared and disappeared from time to time in the bitter sea.
The "ignorance" of the barbarian made the white-clothed young man's eyes condense slightly, and he shouted again: "Zen Demon Mantian, do you dare to fight with me!"
But the answer to him is still the motionless barbarian, which makes Huanyi angry, he is the realm of the five-grade blood image, if it is ordinary, he does not bother to fight with the person of this blood image, although this person is the Zen demon who has been in the limelight recently! But he does not believe that the identity of a Zen demon can make the barbarian sky defeat him across several layers.
"If your bones itch, I can scratch them for you!" Tiangang's heavy voice suddenly came, he and Wang Xingchen had been watching quietly in the crowd for a long time, at this time, this Huanyi was going to challenge, and seeing Mantian vomiting blood several times, how could he let others challenge Mantian at this time?
This Huan Yi looked at the still immovable Barbarian face with a hint of coldness, his identity in the Divine Power Sect is also a disciple of the peak master, his status is noble, the ignorance of the Barbarian makes him angry in his heart, and Tiangang's words make him feel a trace of anger in his heart, he stared at Tiangang coldly, and said in a low voice: "Isn't it, the disciples of the Ancient Sect are all a group of arrogant people?
Qing Xuan, who was in the distance, saw Tiangang come forward, and heard that there was a slight enemy in these words, not only wanted to warn him, but he was glanced at by the atrocity, and Qing Xuan suppressed the words in his heart! Although he was known as the first generation of young people in the ancient sect, he had no advantage in the face of atrocities and young people surnamed Li, and besides, these two people were his senior brothers, and their qualifications were no longer below him, and more importantly, they had already stepped into the realm of awakening with half a foot!
There is still a huge gap between the seven-rank blood elephant and half a foot stepping into the realm of awakening.
"He's not qualified, then, what about me?" Huan Yi's ears suddenly heard a cold word, and before he could turn his head, he felt as if he was locked by a peerless beast!
There is a danger of sudden death at any time.
A young man in animal skin stood at the edge of the square, holding a giant bow in his left hand, and pulling the bowstring with his right hand until it was aimed at Huanyi!
(To be continued)