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"Boom!!" The heavens and the earth are dark, and everything is silent! The entire Xiao Gu Sect was shocked, and the strong people were dispatched, but they all did not dare to approach, and looked at the old man under the giant wall with a shocked expression.

"Ning!!" the old man roared again, the figure in the word "Zen" was attacked by the giants of the old man's mountains, and suddenly two bright eyes bloomed in his eyes, as if he had opened his eyes, a pair of shining eyes seemed to be looking into the distance, and as if he was looking at someone, as if he had seen the last light of hope, and the person he was looking at was the barbarian sky, but the barbarian sky sank into the word "Zen" and did not notice.

In the end, unable to withstand the old man's attack, the huge word "Zen" quickly became smaller after struggling for a long time, and finally merged into the palm of the old man's right hand!

"Haha! A powerful race, an immortal power, today, this power is in the hands of the old man, and it is controlled by the old man!" The old man looked at the dim and dull palm of his right hand, and the word "Zen" quickly melted into the palm of his hand, and let out a wild laugh.

At the moment when the word "Zen" was put into the palm of the old man's palm, Mantian sat down and closed his eyes!

"The old man received this pattern, your little ancient sect has made great contributions, from now on, the ancient sect of southern Xinjiang will enjoy the protection of all ethnic groups!" The old man retracted his palm, his steps were long, and his steps actually fell into the air, step by step towards the front, the higher and farther away, and finally, disappeared! And all the strong men of the small ancient sect looked horrified, but no one dared to speak, and no one dared to stop the old man! He could only stare at the old man and watch him leave, and finally disappeared.

Their aura was like a drop in the ocean in front of the old man, and the powerful Lifeng Peak Lord was also half a sentence and did not dare to say anything, such a strong person, I am afraid that he is the top powerhouse of the Southern Barbarians!

"This wall has been here since the beginning of the sect, but I don't want to, since the opening of the sect, no one knows, and I missed the great opportunity!"

"Yes, to be able to cause such a strong person to come, the thing above the stone wall is probably a peerless thing!"

"The ancient sect of southern Xinjiang, protected by all races, who is this person?"

"Do you pay attention to the word "Zen", is it related to..."A black-robed old man said in a deep voice, his words were not finished, and his body trembled slightly, as if he remembered something that frightened him!

The others all changed color when they heard this, and after looking at each other, one said: "Even if you get it, it is unknown whether it is a blessing or a curse, and there are some things that we cannot involve!"

The powerhouse of the Little Ancient Sect quickly left, leaving behind a frightened and unconscious disciple.

Mantian's heart was surprisingly calm at this time, and his mind was full of the word "Zen" composed of countless blood lines of the word "Zen"! The word "Zen" on the huge wall was so big that he only wrote down a small corner!

The complex word "Zen" composed of dense lines exudes a mysterious power, which makes every muscle and every drop of blood in Mantian's body calm, as if he has fallen into a deep sleep, as if he has entered a certain realm!

This realm is like an old monk entering the country, and there is no wave in the ancient well.

This kind of realm is what every cultivator pursues! Only when a cultivator pursues his state of mind! Only when he is in a quiet state of mind can he comprehend more profound powers!

When the barbarian drew all the lines in his mind, he hesitated, this huge "Zen" character blood pattern is not just a combination of countless small "Zen" lines so simple! There are extremely complex and profound laws! This is the crystallization of the ancients spent countless years of years, and it is impossible to write down all the lines, which means that the barbarian does not know how long it will take to think about this "Zen" pattern at night, perhaps, it is impossible in this life!

"If you can let me take a few more looks!Perhaps, I will have a much smaller obstacle to the "Zen" pattern in the future!" Mantian opened his eyes and sighed. However, he didn't think much about it, and he was able to see the "Zen" pattern on the giant wall that he had never imagined, and this was already his great creation! The barbarian did not ask for a surname to write down all the "Zen" patterns.

"What kind of race is the blood pattern of the word "Zen"? It has attracted such a top powerhouse to spend years or even longer to collect it? Moreover, whenever I sketch the blood pattern of the word "Zen" in my mind, why can my heart quickly enter the realm of the ancient well without waves? What does this "Zen" say? Or rather, what is Zen?" he muttered as he looked at the huge wall in front of him.

"How many mysterious races are there in this world like the word 'Zen'? What I have seen, where I have reached, may only be the tip of the iceberg of this world!" his heart beat faster as he thought to himself!

"In the future, I will definitely see how big this world really is! Look at what the cultivators of the Eastern Regions look like!"

"It's only been half a month since I left this place!Are Mu Feng's three pills effective?Are the injuries of the two brothers, Manzhu and Xiong Hong, already intact?Has the red dragon been out of the customs?Has Bai Xian'er become a core disciple?" Mantian thought about his fists clenched, he closed his eyes again, ran the source of the bloodline of the bitter sea, and began to tap the power of the bloodline!

The growth of Yuan Li needs to be gradual, and it is impossible to ascend to the sky in one step, but the source of the bloodline is different, if the power contained in the bloodline is opened, perhaps, it is not a dream to ascend to the sky in one step! Of course, this needs to be accumulated steadily.

Less than half a month after leaving this place, the barbarian wants to sprint in this half month!

Some people say that the bloodline is an endless treasure, and how strong a person is depends on how long the explorer can hold on!

Half a month later.

Man Tian opened his eyes slightly, the gain from meditating and tapping the power of the bloodline this time was not big, he vaguely felt that the bloodline contained some kind of powerful power, but he didn't know how to open it!

This person is none other than Deacon Li Fanli!

When the dumb barbarian arrived in front of Li Fan, he also withdrew his gaze, looking at the more and more robust and burly barbarian sky, Li Fan's eyes showed a look of surprise, he said: "Sanpin quenching body?", his eyes looked at the disciples who were fighting, his expression became more and more curious, he originally thought that Mantian would not be so easy to arrive here! At this time, it seems that Mantian is not only safe and sound, but also stepped into the Sanpin quenching body!

"Deacon Li!" said with a smile on his face.

"Let's go!" Li Fan's expression returned to normal, said calmly, and turned to move forward.

Along the way, Mantian wanted to ask about the situation of the three of Manzhu several times, but Li Fan's expression was slightly thoughtful, which made him suppress the words that came to his throat.

"After you go back, let's retreat and cultivate!" After half a ring, Li Fan looked up at the four high mountains in front of him, and continued: "Someone in Lifeng wants you to lose! I'm afraid, after you go back, there will be a disciple of Lifeng who will come to challenge you!"