Chapter 8444: White robe patriarch

The Soul Pagoda is currently only the first level of the Saint King grade, so it must be able to catch up with the progress of the Ancestral Dragon Bloodline.
But this is probably another vast project.
You must know how many people were killed and how much energy essence was absorbed by Ling Xiao in order to advance the Ancestral Dragon bloodline.
He originally divided the energy essence into two parts, one to improve the cultivation base and the other to improve the bloodline level.
Five to five divisions.
In other words, the energy essence that the people he killed during this period was evenly divided between the cultivation base and the bloodline.
This will be able to improve one level.
This soul tower martial soul is going to be promoted, and I don't know that it will wait until the year of the monkey.
Haitang Shuiling still didn't come back.
I hope she is fine.
Huang Mengze doesn't have the cultivation base of the Nine-layer Martial Emperor, and it's dangerous to go out.
It is impossible for him not to worry.
In the next few days, Ling Xiao used the will crystal he obtained this time to continue to improve his will power.
After five days, he raised the five powers of will to the second level of proficiency.
The Will Crystal ran out again.
In the past five days, something big happened outside, and someone asked for a name to challenge Yang Jian, the Hundred-page Saint Vein Master.
Not Xia Houjun.
It was an old monster who once drew a tie with Xia Houjun, regardless of the outcome.
This person claims to be the ancestor of the white robe.
Like to wear a white robe.
The hair and beard are all white.
It is said to have lived for nearly a thousand years.
It is a pity that he has been stuck at the stage of Nine-Layer Peak Martial Emperor and cannot be promoted.
But Zhenyuan had already risen to the level of horror.
Martial arts, secret techniques and other things have been honed to the point where people can't match the dust.
Thousands of hard work, even if you are a fool, you probably have cultivated to the realm of good fortune.
The combat power of this old monster is absolutely terrifying.
Half a month ago, Xia Houjun had a battle with this white robe boss, and the two won.
Therefore, many people think that the strength of the white robe boss is equivalent to that of Xia Houjun, and may even be stronger than Xia Houjun.
And it was such an old monster who actually proposed to challenge Yang Jian, the Hundred Page Saint Mark Master.
The time for the challenge was three days ago.
It's just that Ling Xiao hasn't come to the Great Wilderness Battlefield these days, so many people think that this Hundred Page Saint Mark Master Yang Jiantu has a false name, probably because they are afraid.
He didn't dare to show his face when he heard that it was a master like the white robe boss.
The old monster in white robe comes every day.
I have to satirize Yang Jian a few words every day.
Today, the white robe boss still came.
Someone was not convinced to challenge him, and was directly killed.
"Perhaps, Yang Jian, the Hundred Page Saint Marks Master, is a smart man, knowing that he is not the opponent of the old man, so he dare not appear.
Although embarrassing, but can save his life.
Unlike this idiot, who can't figure out what strength he is, dare to challenge me?
It's almost dead! "
The white robe old monster said pretentiously.
He really thought that the hundred-page saint pattern master Yang Jian was afraid of him now.
"You really take yourself too seriously."
Suddenly, a cold voice came.
A figure stepped into the air.
Three eyes, chain mail, and a silver robe are mighty and extraordinary.
It was Ling Xiao who changed into Yang Jian.
"Are you the Hundred Page Saint Mark Master Yang Jian?"
On the battle stage, the ancestor of the white robe looked at Ling Xiao indifferently, and then showed a sarcastic smile: "The current rumors are really not very reliable.
No matter how you look at it, you don't look like a Hundred Page Saint Marker. "
In the audience, the silver abacus, Chu Qingqing, and the death of the wind were all there.
It is impossible for them not to come to such a big battle.
Hearing that the Hundred Page Saint Mark Master Yang Jian had appeared, they rushed over immediately.
Saint Marks Master was originally a rare profession, and a hundred pages of Saint Mark Masters were rare in a hundred thousand years.
Similarly, the strength of the white robe ancestor is also obvious to all. If he can tie Xia Houjun, then how could he be a vulgar generation.
"Always think he looks like a person."
Silver Abacus said.
"Who is it like?"
Chu Qingqing asked curiously.
"Like Lingxiao!"
Yin Suan said: "Didn't you find out? Every time this Yang Jian appears, Ling Xiao will definitely not appear, and when Ling Xiao appears, Yang Jian will not appear.
I suspect that the two of them are the same person at all. "
"impossible!"
Feng Yu said loudly: "How is it possible! This Yang Jian's strength is so terrifying, although Ling Xiao is not bad, but in the end there is only five Wuhuang emperors, which is far from this person."
He didn't want to admit that Yang Jian was Ling Xiao's, because he never forgot to avenge his two younger brothers.
Since you want revenge, you must never admit that Ling Xiao is too strong, otherwise, how can you talk about revenge?
That has become a delusion.
On the battle stage.
The ancestor of the white robe looked at Ling Xiao and said, "I said, kid, you don't have to hide your head and show your tail. You use the magical technique, your phantom will is not weak.
But unfortunately, I can't hide it from the old man, what is your real name? "
"If you beat me, you will naturally know, but before that, you are not qualified yet."
Ling Xiao had never expected that his changes could be hidden from everyone.
Anyway, even if he knew that Yang Jian came from a phantom, it is impossible to tell who he is.
"Young people, overconfidence, but conceited, although the old man is not as talented as you younger generation.
But the old man has cultivated for thousands of years, which is a bit awkward, even animals will become refined.
Underestimate the old man, but you will suffer. "
The next second, the ancestor of the white robe suddenly moved.
I grabbed it directly from the air~EbookFREE.me~ The terrifying suction enveloped Ling Xiao's body, and he wanted to use this method to get rid of Ling Xiao's disguise.
"Suck palm!"
Ling Xiao smiled faintly: "It seems that you don't know what Saint Rune is.
"Swallow Saint Rune, open!"
A finger move.
The sacred pattern is displayed.
The power of the suction palm was gradually swallowed by the Devouring Holy Rune, without any effect.
"interesting."
The ancestor of the white robe smiled and said: "I thought the rumors were just rumors, and they couldn't be true. I didn't expect that there would be such a magical Saint Mark. In this case, the old man does not need to be merciful.
The next moment, the white robe ancestor launched another attack.
Ling Xiao confronted with Saint Rune.
But the ancestor of the white robe avoided it easily.
"This old thing has obviously studied the Saint Rune, and has a deep understanding of the scope and attack direction of the Saint Rune.
He even fought against Sheng Wenshi.
No wonder I am so confident to challenge me. "
Ling Xiao frowned, looked at the white robe ancestor who quickly approached him, and chose a wide range of attacks.
The shining pattern of the Saint Mark almost surrounded him, there were hundreds of them.
No matter which direction the ancestor Baipao attacked from, the result was the same, and he couldn't get close to him.
"Boy, the idea is good, but I heard that every release of the Saint Rune consumes a lot of soul power, how much soul power can you consume?"
The ancestor of the white robe smiled and continued to look for opportunities to approach Ling Xiao, while at the same time resisting Saint Rune's attack with a long-range attack.
People around frowned.
The Hundred-page Saint Rune Master is certainly powerful, but if the Saint Rune can't attack people, it won't be great.
The ancestor of the white robe was indeed an old fox. Not only was he strong, but he also saw the weakness of the Saint Mark Master. This set of fighting methods was obviously carefully designed.