Chapter 1339: Breakthrough, the peak of the sanctuary 8 world

　　 "Zhan Wuwei, you can't make a move here!" This voice had a supreme aura, making the originally extremely angry green-robed old man's face suddenly white.
　　 "You...you are..." The old man's face flashed in disbelief.
　　 "Huh, the old ancestor has been in seclusion for so many years, can't even the ancestor's voice be recognized?" The voice snorted coldly, and the body was unstable, and a trace of blood slid down the corners of Zhan Wuwei's mouth.
　　 "War...the ancestor of the evil war!" Zhan Wuwei shuddered.
　　 Just like Shixiong Patriarch's position in the Yan Clan, the War Evil Patriarch is also the group of true powerhouses who survived one hundred thousand years ago in the War God ancient race.
　　Zhan Wuwei has lived for more than ten thousand years, and he has only met the ancestor of the evil war once.
　　Zhan Wuwei did not expect that at this time, the ancestor of the evil spirits was not ready to enter the Heavenly God Realm, but came to prevent him from seeking revenge.
　　 "Zhan Wuwei, if you dare to do it yourself, you will be an enemy of our true god!" The cold voice of Zhan Xie came out, but it made Zhan Wuwei sweat.
　　 What is the origin of that kid, unexpectedly...
　　 Could it be that the revenge of Tian Xing could not be reported? Zhan Wuwei roared in his heart.
　　As a true god, Zhanxie's vision is naturally different from that of Sanctuary. Like the old ancestor of Shixiong, knowing that Han Feng is less than 40, he is already at the peak of the Sanctuary Six Heavens, and his combat power is comparable to Sanctuary Xiaowan. The first thought of the evil spirit is that this kid is likely to break through the true Intermediate, the possibility of finding the entrance to the world of gods is greater than them.
　　 Therefore, Zhan Xie naturally does not want such a genius to fall. At least he can't offend him to death. Perhaps in the future, the opponent will see that everyone is the face of forgotten mainland warriors, and the strong men of their ancient war gods can also follow him to leave the continent.
But seeing Zhan Wuwei’s grief, Zhan Xie couldn’t help but frowned. In any case, Zhan Wuwei was also the sanctuary of the ancient war god, and it was only one step away from the true god, if it was so tough. Zhan Wuwei endures, and in the future, after Zhan Wuwei breaks through the true god, both sides will not look good.
　　When it comes to the true god, it is difficult to move forward without an air. Don't look at the evil spirits breaking through tens of thousands of years before many true gods, but the gap between the two is really not that big.
"That's all, although that kid might reach the unprecedented intermediate level of the True God of One Tribulation, it is only possible and not necessarily certain. It is already considered to have given Shixiong's face to not letting Zhan Wuwei take the shot himself. Besides, there is no hardship. Can break smoothly and smoothly to the realm of the true god, if he falls in the chase, it can only be said that this kid is not destined to become the true god, forgive that Yan Shixiong can't say anything."
　　 Thinking about this, Zhan Xie said indifferently: "Although you can't do it yourself, you can order it at will under the Great Perfection of Sanctuary."
　　 The originally distressed Zhan Wuwei was overjoyed: "Really...really?"
　　 "Hmph, the ancestors will lie to you."
　　 "Much...Thank you ancestor!" Zhan Wuwei bowed and thanked him.
　　 That kid is just the pinnacle of the sanctuary, even if the combat power is comparable to the sanctuary Xiaowan, but if the sanctuary Xiaowan takes the shot himself, can the kid escape? A look of hideousness flashed on the face of Zhan Wuwei.
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　　 Xuan Lei ancient clan.
　　 The hills here are undulating, and there are thunder hills shrouded by thunder everywhere.
　　Thunder hills hovering above the thunderclouds, thunder shaking.
　　 Amidst the majestic and majestic hall on the top of Thunder Mountain, Xuan Qingtian knelt on his knees with a humble and pious expression on his face.
　　 In front of Xuan Qingtian, the blood condensed and turned into a head.
　　 "Blood slaves, see His Royal Highness the King of God!" Xuan Qingtian lowered his head, his tone trembling, with indescribable excitement.
　　Xuan Qingtian never expected that he would have such a fortune, the blood slaves of His Royal Highness, even the blood slaves, their status is much more noble than the true of the sanctuary.
　　 If he can follow His Royal Highness to leave this continent, his achievements in the future will be more than half-gods, and it will not be impossible to surpass the true gods.
　　 The scarlet head let out a weird laugh, and immediately said: "Can you take that kid down?"
　　Xuan Qingtian looked guilty: "It's the blood slave who doesn't work well, and I lost."
　　 The blood-colored head's face congealed: "I lost it? Could it be that the kid also absorbed the blood core and couldn't make it? But this king doesn't have any sense of it?"
　　Xuan Qingtian's face is even more ashamed: "The opponent did not absorb the blood core, but the strength has improved too much compared to a few years ago."
The blood around the scarlet head was a little riot, and obviously the mood of the scarlet head was not calm. The sanctuary was nothing to the scarlet head. In the world of the gods, if there is no true god, it is an ant, and there is no qualification to go out. There are a lot of precious insights to help the sanctuary break through to the true god.
　　 But the problem is that this is not the world of the gods, the cultivation speed of Sanctuary is extremely slow, and the appearance of Han Feng has broken the recognition of Scarlet Head.
　　 "That's it, there may be some secrets in that kid, when the king leaves this place..." The scarlet head sneered.
　　 "His Royal Highness is going to get out of trouble?" Xuan Qingtian was pleasantly surprised.
　　 "It's coming soon, it won't work for the time being. This king will give you a task to complete the unification of those ancient tribes in Beizhou Continent within a few decades." The scarlet head stared at Xuan Qingtian and said slowly.
"This..." Xuan Qingtian hesitated: "Blood slaves are only the seven heavens at the peak of the sanctuary. For decades, even with the help of the blood demon's will from His Royal Highness, it is absolutely impossible to reach the great perfection of the sanctuary. Can't deal with it, let alone the true god, how to complete this task?"
The scarlet head smiled coldly: "This king naturally knows this truth, so just wait for it. In a few years, this king will absorb the blood of those true gods, and it will be enough to condense the bleeding guard seeds. At that time, this king will take the blood guard seeds. In your hands, as long as you continue to deliver blood to the blood guard seeds, creating a blood guard with demi-god strength is completely not a problem, and a certain number of demi-god blood guards can also summon this king for a short time, even if this king The current strength is less than one ten-millionth of the heyday, but it is more than enough to kill a true god."
"Yes!" Hearing the seeds of the Blood Guard, Xuan Qingtian's mood was surging~EbookFREE.me~ The scarlet head promised: "When you unify the ancient clan, you can massacre the warriors of the North Continent and bring their spirits together. The blood is sent to the king, and when the essence and blood are accumulated to a certain level, the king can shorten the time to get out of trouble. If it is done well, if the king returns to the world of the gods, he will definitely take you with you."
　　Xuan Qingtian swallowed and spit, eyes hot, and immediately said: "Leave everything to the blood slave!"
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　　 Yan clan.
　　 Several years passed in a flash.
　　 A few years ago, Han Feng only took a few days to recover from his injuries, and then began to absorb the Purple Melted Heart.
　　 Shixiong ancestors watched from the sidelines, Han Feng naturally couldn't transfer the Purple Melted Heart to the Nine Flame Skyfire Tower and give it to Xiaopang Refining, so he could only slowly absorb it by himself.
　　 can't be turned into a source liquid, and Han Feng's speed at absorbing the refining purple melting heart is not much faster than other warriors.
　　 Within a few years, Han Fengxiu's base has soared, from the sixth heaven limit at the peak of the sanctuary to the mid-eight heaven at the peak of the sanctuary!
　　 has improved by more than one day, and the gap between this level and more is the gap between the middle and late stages.
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