Chapter 1728: The blood of the ancient holy

"Hey!"
"But you are numb!"
Under his own weapons, many aliens are mad and tearful.
These weapons, we are not going to give you, you are not "but", it is hard to grab, okay?
A fair duel means that everyone fights with infuriating... What are you playing?
Fair your sister!
It’s better to get the pets out and kill us, and we won’t suffer this kind of grievance.
"You...you are looking for death!"
Under the control of Zhang Xuan, the aliens fell down, more than 30 heads of people, blink of an eye, and even half of them were left, called the ancient holy of the old ghost, completely angered.
The purpose of the original challenge was to get a place to enter Dacheng Hall. Now people are dead, and there are still places... Is there a fart?
Boom!
A huge palm, abruptly appearing, the space in front of the Dacheng Hall, was imprisoned in an instant, and crushed the power of the ancients, like to hang the Zhang and make a meatloaf.
"Good!"
The suspense body is running fast and wants to escape, but finds that the whole person has been imprisoned.
The ancient holy, the strongest in the world, the first shot, the more powerful space will be destroyed, it is not his strength, can be counterbalanced.
Hula!
It’s just that you can’t hold it, it’s going to be crushed right away, and when you’re exploding, you’ll see a sword.
It’s like counting the timing, and it seems to find the exact location of the old ghost. The swordmang does not fight against the palm of the air, nor does it help Zhang Zhang to relieve the pressure, but straight to the point of the void.
"Hot!"
The sound of the sword into the flesh sounds, then there is a void, and there is blood.
"You..."
The sound of the old ghosts sounded, and the palm print of the sky shook a bit and disappeared.
Hot!
The space is awkward, the old ghosts hidden in the void, knowing that they will continue to stay, may be in jeopardy, blink of an eye, disappeared, and disappeared.
"Haha, refresh!"
The laughter of the ancestors of Zhang’s ancestors came.
It’s hard to fix the ancient holy, want to kill, the two fights for many years, has always been difficult to distinguish, now directly stabbed, although not fatal, it is estimated that he is enough, cultivate for a while, then I can't make waves.
I can do this because all of my younger generations are attracted to each other.
Looking up to see the scene, I saw more than 30 different spiritual people who were jealous of everyone before. At this moment, they all lay on the ground and became corpses, and none of them remained.
A large number of weapons, all falling in the hands of Zhang Su, joyful, like a pet.
"It’s so young and capable, it’s good..."
A tribute, then, a force slowly gathered in the empty space, a few drops of blood scattered on the ground, swept by power, gathered together, put into a jade bottle.
"You kill so many different spiritual people, let me have a chance, seriously hurt the old ghosts, great merits! As a predecessor, can't turn a blind eye... these five drops of ancient holy blood, accept it!" /
"Thank you for your seniors!"
The jade bottle that was flying over was taken, and Zhang was a respectful face.
Although I don’t know the blood of the ancient holy, what is the use, but it can make so many different spiritual people, do not want to be excited, certainly worth a lot.
"The blood of the ancient Holy Spirit of the aliens, with a strong killing spirit, is of little use to your cultivation... Besides, this is just your trophy, not my reward, as a predecessor, How can it be too shabby! In this jade bottle, there are also five drops of blood, which is my blood. Now I will give it to you, use it well, strive to reach a higher level at an early date, lead Zhang, and go further!"
Hula!
The voice ends, and a jade bottle appears again in front of you. Before it comes to the front, Zhang Hang feels that the blood keeps boiling and seems to be burning.
The blood of the Zhang family in his body, although it has been stripped, is the blood of the ancient saints in the jade bottle. For him, it must be more useful than the ancient holy people of the alien spirit.
"Hanging, don't thank the ancestors soon!"
Xing Jiansheng was excited to rush.
"Thank you ancestors..."
Zhang hanging.
"You're welcome! This is what you deserve!"
When finished, the sound disappeared, and then the breath of the ancient saint disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.
Knowing this ancestor, he must have been hiding again, and Zhang Sussed a sigh of relief.
The Temple of Confucius is open, and the ancient saints come from more than one person. For them, there are also opportunities for themselves. Naturally, the more hidden, the better.
Otherwise, it was discovered that the joint siege and death did not know how to die.
"What is the use of ancient holy blood?"
Full doubts, looking at his father Xing Jiansheng, Zhang Sueding.
"The ancient holy blood, every drop, contains enormous energy, and it contains the understanding of ancient sacred cultivation, can refine, a drop, it is enough to make people make rapid progress! Will be cultivated, promoted to the incredible realm!
The eyes are shining, Xing Jiansheng explained.
"Refining?"
"Yes, if, a normal practitioner, you have the opportunity to contact the blood of the ancient saints, and you can refine and burn without blasting the body... you can directly advance from the realm of the warrior to the level of the great holy!"
Xingjian Shengdao.
"This..." Zhang hangs the hole and shrinks.
He has been promoted from military to Dasheng, spending countless efforts and efforts, and has spent a lot of resources... a drop of blood can do this...
It’s terrible!
Of course, I also know that the other party is just a metaphor. Ordinary people, first of all, can't bear the power of the blood of the ancient holy, even if they can withstand, such a breakthrough will be vain and the fighting power will not be too strong.
"However, pure power, and understanding of cultivation, is not enough for countless people to long for... The most important thing is... This blood contains the power of the ancient holy blood to regenerate, and later encounters danger. As long as there is no on the spot, you can completely recover it. Even if your head is gone, you can reconnect it without death..."
Xingjian Shengdao.
"This..."
The hanging body is stiff.
The shock in my heart is not enough to say.
His current strength, although strong, can only be lost if he is smashed his head...
With these blood, one drop is equal to one life...
It’s no wonder that countless aliens can boil, it’s precious, it’s a priceless treasure!
"Father, mother, I can't use five drops, you each drop..."
After the shock, unplug the cork and hang it.
Two drops of blood, emitting a strong force, flew over to the two in front of them.
Five drops of blood, for him, it really can't be used. If so, it is better to give it to parents, so that they also have self-protection ability.
The Confucius Temple has an unpredictable danger. With this, you can feel at ease.
"This..."
Unexpectedly, such a precious thing, this son, did not hesitate, gave them, Xing, Meng Jiansheng looked at each other, while clenching his fists.
There are children like this, what do you want?