At this time, Xingying walked into the palace where Xiao Yun lived.
At this moment, Xingying is wearing black silk feathers. Her slender and well-proportioned figure is perfect. She is also a stunning beauty. Now she looks even more youthful and beautiful in this outfit.
Wuyan glanced at Xingying, and then withdrew his gaze. After all, he was a figure of the older generation. He was no longer very interested in women. He only had one goal, which was to conquer the strongest.
However, he still envied Xiao Yun. The two women who accompanied him along the way were both stunning and extraordinary.
"Brother Xiao Yun." Xingying greeted Xiao Yun with a smile and skillfully held his arm.
Regarding Xingying's behavior, Xiao Yun was quite helpless. It was neither a matter of breaking away nor not breaking free. Fortunately, her intimate behavior stopped at this step.
Simply, Xiao Yun just let her be like this.
"Xingying, you came just in time. Hurry up and absorb the ancestral bow inside." Xiao Yun put the ring into Xingying's hand.
"Are you looking for the ancestral bow for me again?" Xingying subconsciously opened the ring.
When she saw the more than 600 ancestral bows in Najie, Xingying was shocked. She originally thought there were only a few dozen, but she didn't expect there to be so many.
Finding so many ancestral bows would not only take time, but also cost a lot of money.
In the past month, Xiao Yun rarely showed up.
Xingying thought it was because Xiao Yun was in a bad mood because Sheng Yunzi and Chi Mi left, so she rarely bothered Xiao Yun.
But she didn't expect that Xiao Yun was actually helping her collect the ancestral bow.
Xingying bit her lower lip and looked at Xiao Yun, her eyes bursting into tears. Xiao Yun took care of her along the way and helped her find the ancestral bow.
Forget it, Xiao Yun never asked her to pay any price, which was equivalent to helping her for free.
"Brother Xiao Yun, why are you so nice to me?" Xingying asked with tears in her eyes.
"do not think too much about it
, quickly absorb the ancestral weapon bow." Xiao Yun said quickly.
He was a little afraid of women crying. Xingying looked like she was about to cry. If she cried, he didn't know how to comfort her.
Xingying was about to cry, but Xiao Yun's words made her either cry or not cry. In desperation, she had no choice but to give up and continue crying, and took out the ancestral bow.
The ancestral weapon bow turned into liquid instantly.
The essence of the ancestral bow melted into Xingying's hands, while the body and other items of the ancestral bow all turned into fly ash and dissipated in the air.
Wuyan, who was about to leave, couldn't help but stop when he saw Xingying absorbing the ancestral bow, and curiously looked at the process of Xingying absorbing the ancestral bow.
Although Wu Yan had heard that the Unrivaled Bow Body grew by absorbing the ancestral bow, but that was just a hearsay, and this was the first time he had truly seen it.
As the ancestral weapon bow continued to absorb, Xingying's aura began to rise crazily, not only her cultivation, heart arrows, but also the transformation of her bloodline.
"The Unparalleled Bow Body is indeed terrifying... If there were a large number of ancestral bows, she would probably reach the level of a near-powerful person." Wu Yan looked at Xingying and said.
There are no shackles along the way, and you can directly reach the pinnacle. This is the amazing advantage of the unparalleled bow body.
"Only to the quasi-powerful?" Xiao Yun couldn't help but ask.
"Absorbing the ancestral weapon bow will naturally only allow her to reach the most powerful level. If she wants to break through, she needs to find the ancient weapon bow. Without the ancient weapon bow, no matter how many ancestral weapon bows she has, she will not be able to break through to the most powerful person.
The extent of that.”
Wu Yan said, "That was the case with the unparalleled bow body back then. He couldn't find the ancient weapon bow, so he couldn't reach the level of the most powerful person."
"Where can I find the ancient weapon bow?" Xiao Yun couldn't help but ask.
"I don't know exactly where it is. Anyway, the ancient weapon bow still exists in this world, but it is too difficult to find. This depends on one's chance and luck." Wuyan shook his head and said.
Jian Wuyan didn't know, so Xiao Yun couldn't continue to ask further.
One after another, the ancestral bows were being absorbed, and Xingying's aura was rising crazily. Xiao Yun and Wu Yan could clearly feel that Xingying's cultivation and bloodline transformation were increasing.
Heart Arrow is based on cultivation and bloodline transformation. As the two grow, Heart Arrow will also grow.
More than 600 ancestral weapon bows were continuously absorbed, and Xingying's cultivation increased crazily. In just a few moments, she had reached the level of a quasi-Great God Emperor.
"She didn't break through to the level of the Great God Emperor..." Xiao Yun looked at Xingying in surprise...??.
"The main reason is that the ancestral bow has no spirituality. If it had spirituality, she would have broken into the level of the Great God Emperor long ago." Wuyan said, "It is said that the peerless bow body improves its cultivation by absorbing the spirituality contained in the ancestral bow.
in order."
"I just said that after absorbing more than 600, there is no breakthrough yet. It turns out there is such a reason." Xiao Yun suddenly said.
Although she failed to break through to the level of the Great God Emperor, Xingying's bloodline transformation has reached almost the twelfth time.
As long as there are more ancestral bows, Xingying can directly break through to the level of the Great God Emperor, and her bloodline transformation can also reach the twelfth time.
"Brother Xiao Yun!" Xingying shouted to Xiao Yun excitedly, because she had improved a lot this time and her strength had increased by a lot.
"I'll get you some more ancestral bows next time." Xiao Yun said to Xingying.
Hearing these words, Xingying was even more moved. She bit her lower lip lightly, not knowing how to speak.
boom!
A loud noise came from outside.
Xiao Yun and Wu Yan frowned, and Xingying couldn't help but look outside the hall.
"Don't be ridiculous. If you let the adults know, you will be held accountable." The person who spoke was the gold-level priest in charge of this area.
"We are not messing around, we just want to ask the adults to give us justice." A deep voice came out.
"That's right, we just want justice."
"We are both candidates. We just returned here half a month later than the guys in front of us. They have already passed the first round and obtained a quota in the ancient ancestral tree area."
"I heard that the process for them to obtain the quota is very simple and easy. If the quota can be given to them, why can't it be given to us too?"
"You're right, we also want a quota, and we want to enter the ancient ancestral tree area." Various voices came from outside.
After hearing these conversations, Xiao Yun and Wu Yan looked at each other, and Wu Yan's expression became extremely solemn, because what he was worried about finally happened.
"Everyone, I am just a gold-level priest. I am not qualified to give you places..." The gold-level priest said hurriedly. At this moment, more and more candidates gathered outside, and there were already hundreds of them. Each of these candidates looked bad, among them
There are also some ancient resurrectors among them.
"We just want to see the adults." The leading candidate said loudly.
"Yes, we just want to see you, sir." The other candidates shouted one after another.
"The adults are discussing important matters and I don't have time to see you for the time being..." Gold Level Sacrifice said helplessly.
"The adults are missing, right? Then don't blame us for being rude. The palace in front is where the guys who came first live. Let's catch them and collect their quota first." The leading candidate pointed forward.
's palace.
"What if they resist fiercely..." one candidate said solemnly.
"Then kill without mercy!" A strong murderous intention flashed in the eyes of the leading candidate.