Chapter 660 (1/2)

Under such a tug of war, after several times of tempering, the ancient style finally set the realm as the four levels of soul forging realm.

The holy envoy looked at the ancient style, and a bright light flashed in his eyes: ”this son is far more than ordinary people, no wonder he can be valued by that adult.”

However, before he finished, a more majestic momentum rose on the ancient wind. His body was filled with blood and magnificent blood. Unexpectedly, even the sky was dyed blood red.

What surprised him even more was that he felt a strong pressure in his blood and was slowly awakening. The holy envoy looked intently. In the blood, a wisp of golden blood was growing. In the blood, the impurities slowly receded, with a strong momentum.

”Roar”

The faint voice sounded, and the holy emissary's body trembled, with a look of fear on his face. It was an ancient and powerful pressure, which made his body tremble.

”The blood of God?” the holy envoy said in a trembling voice, ”no, it's holy blood. How can there be holy blood on his body?”

Holy blood is a very powerful blood. Only by becoming a saint can holy blood be born. The great power of the Holy Blood owner can last forever, even after thousands of years. It will not die if it is passed on forever.

Although he is only a small holy envoy, he also knows that few holy places have been achieved since the beginning of the world. None of them is a powerful race that dominates the world, and no force can fight it.

They pay attention to blood, and they won't leave such precious holy blood outside, so they are so surprised.

”Is this little guy from a holy family?” the holy envoy shivered at the thought of this, which was too incredible.

The resources owned by the holy family are more powerful than this purgatory tower. I don't know how much. How can they let a younger generation compete for such a creation.

”That's all. I can't guess that kind of family behavior.” the holy envoy glanced at the ancient style, and his eyes were very complicated. Now he finally understood why the adult asked for such power for the sake of the boy.

The blood gas filled the air, and it didn't take long to disappear slowly and retract into the body of the ancient wind.

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After the holy envoy disappeared, the colorful auspicious clouds in the sky also disappeared, and Shui qianrou and others also woke up from their settled state. When they opened their eyes, they had their own pure light. Between heaven and earth, there were several thunders.

”Five levels of soul forging realm?” shuiqianrou checked their realm and found that they still entered the five levels of soul forging realm. Although they are strong and weak, they are all stable in the five levels of soul forging realm.

Then they looked at the high platform, the only ancient style still in cultivation. His whole body was covered with small spiritual whirlpools, and drops of golden light and rain continued to enter his body to consolidate his cultivation.

”What a perverted guy. Why do I feel that his spiritual power is more powerful than me because of his four levels of cultivation in the soul forging realm?” Lin Xuanyu stared at the ancient wind and sighed.

People are more popular than people. Although the ancient customs are now entering the calm, and their strength is only four levels of soul forging, he knows that he has no chance of winning in the face of the ancient customs. The faint sense of oppression emanating from him made him very clear.