Chen Xuan looked at him and smiled with the corner of his mouth raised. With a snap of his fingers, the two of them left this situation and came to the area where the battle bodies gathered.
Suddenly, an environment changed. Xie Ting was so surprised that he almost fell down and grabbed Chen Xuan's sleeve.
Chen Xuan looked down at the sleeve grabbed by Xie Ting, but Xie Ting had not yet reacted.
He bent down and looked around, and asked: "Old... Ancestor, what kind of place is this?"
Chen Xuan has always had some mysophobia and doesn't like others to come into close contact with him. Except for Xiao Zi, who he raised with his own hands, he has some dislike for the rest of the people.
However, Xie Ting didn't see the strange look on Chen Xuan's face, and the hand holding Chen Xuan's sleeve was still very tight.
Chen Xuan had no choice but to change his clothes later.
He raised his arm fiercely and easily pulled out the sleeve that Xie Ting was holding. Shaking the sleeve, Chen Xuan said coldly: "My combat body is in the gathering realm. I sense that you don't have a combat body yet, so
I want to give you a combat body."
Originally, Chen Xuan wanted to save trouble and directly give Xie Ting the battle body, but Xie Ting's cultivation level was really too low, several levels lower than when Luo Qingcheng came before.
I'm worried that Xie Ting won't be able to bear it anymore, and if something goes wrong, it might be even more troublesome.
Now that Xie Ting's cultivation has improved a lot, he can be given a combat body.
Once the battle body merges with Xie Ting, it will bring him a lot of cultivation. At this time, he can almost lead him back.
As soon as Chen Xuan finished speaking, Xie Ting's loudspeaker sounded.
"War body?!
He was so surprised that he even started to hiccup again, "Ancestor Hiccup! Are you saying you want to give me a combat body?!"
"
Chen Xuan frowned and glanced at him, scolding: "What's all the fuss about?"
"Hiccup!
"
Chen Xuan:...
Xie Ting immediately covered her mouth again.
You can't blame Xie for making such a fuss. Outside the realm of Nine Deaths, this combat body is so rare. Among every 10,000 people, there is not even one person who is born with a combat body.
Even if someone is born with a fighting body, it is difficult for ordinary people to cultivate the fighting body well.
But Chen Xuan actually said that he wanted to give himself a combat body?!
Even though Xie Ting was naturally a bit cheeky, he still felt that he was not worthy of this precious fighting body.
"Old... Ancestor!
I. I am not worthy of this fighting body!
"
When Chen Xuan heard what Xie Ting said, he glared at him and said, "You are a descendant of my Emperor Xuan Tian, why are you not worthy of these three words?"
As he spoke, Chen Xuan's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he suddenly realized that all his descendants seemed to not believe in his own strength when they came here.
Has it been that he has been hidden from the world for so long that future generations have forgotten his reputation?
Thinking of this, Chen Xuan fell into deep thought. It seemed that it was time to announce to the three thousand worlds that Emperor Xuan Tian was back.
Xie Ting closed her mouth under Chen Xuan's sharp eyes. Chen Xuan glanced at him again, with an evil smile on his lips, and quietly began to release some of his own aura.
However, he did not release his cultivation level, but dropped it by an unknown amount.
But it was only the aura of the peak level of half-step god transformation, and it almost scared Xie Ting to death.
Feeling the oppressive aura raging around him, he knelt down with a plop of thanks.
At this moment, he only felt that his body had no strength at all. He tried to stand up but his legs were too weak.
Chen Xuan looked at him with a half-smile but didn't say anything, just watching Xie Ting's reaction.
Xie Ting stared at Chen Xuan blankly, unable to say a word, only hiccupping loudly.
Guaguaile, a half-step to become a god, or a peak level?
I have such a powerful ancestor, why didn’t I take it seriously before?!
Feeling that Xie Ting might not be able to stand up in a short period of time, Chen Xuan sent some spiritual power to Xie Ting and hooked his fingers, pulling up the limp Xie Ting.
"In this world of cultivating oneself to become a supreme being, since I was already a supreme being one hundred thousand years ago, you should know that my strength is extraordinary.
Today, one hundred thousand years later, your ancestors and I are still the supreme beings of the Three Thousand Realms, so please think about it carefully."
After speaking, Chen Xuan turned his back to Xie Ting's various-faced fighting body and said coldly: "My descendants need a fighting body. Which fighting body is willing to merge with my descendants?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the area where the battle groups gathered fell silent for an instant.
At this time, the Four Elephant Battle Body stopped coming out because it had a suitable master. It paused for a few seconds and quietly flickered a light in the deep place.
Chen Xuan looked towards the bright place, his eyes suddenly flickered.
A satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, thinking that this group of warriors finally had some self-awareness, and the warriors that came out were also in line with their wishes.
As the light got closer and closer, Xie Ting naturally saw it. His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he said in disbelief: "Ancestor, aren't all the stars here are fighting bodies?"
Chen Xuan ignored him and glanced at him with an expression of disgust in his eyes, as if you were talking nonsense again.