But seeing his ancestor staring at the scroll with serious eyes, Gan Jin and other descendants dared not say anything.
Layton continued with a slight temptation, "Mr. Wuhenzi, as long as you incorporate a drop of essence and blood into this scroll, you can obtain the power of the advanced heroic spirit in Sequence 4, which is equivalent to the power of a saint! And
You can get it now, what else can you hesitate to do?”
“What is the price?”
Wuhenzi asked in a slightly hoarse and dry voice.
Leiden smiled: "No matter what you get in this world, you have to pay the corresponding price, not to mention that it is the 4 heroic spirit power that countless masters dream of! Mr. Wuhenzi, I thought you were determined to join our heroic spirit society.
I am ready to abandon my past cultivation."
Although he knew the answer, Wuhenzi was still very unwilling to give up his thousand-year Taoist cultivation.
But I thought that I was imprisoned for a thousand years to ascend to the Tao, and it was very worth it to exchange my thousand-year cultivation for the power of a high-sequence hero.
Seeing Wuhenzi's eyes showing a firm look, he was about to drip his essence and blood into the scroll. The Yin Chonghua soul in Chu Qingqiu's body immediately appeared, reminding him with a hint of coldness: "Wuhenzi, I see you in the past
It is my senior's responsibility. I advise you not to change the way of heroic spirits."
Wuhenzi was surprised and turned his head. After seeing Yin Chonghua's face, he thought for a moment before remembering this genius female cultivator who had visited Kunlun Mountain more than 800 years ago.
Seeing that Yin Chonghua had only soul left, living in others' bodies. Although he could survive on this, his current situation was even more desolate than his predecessor. Wuhenzi shook his head and said, "Since you are still alive, you should know that I am asking for the Tao."
How determined is the heart!"
"Chen Xuan can take you to the real world of cultivation to practice. You are the real person of Hedao who has been born in China every thousand years. Why do you have to change the way of barbarians?"
Yin Chonghua's words of exhortation were filled with a sigh.
Chen Xuan discovered today that this cold and lonely queen had a side respect for her predecessors.
He didn't mind giving Yin Chonghua a face, but Wuhenzi looked stubborn no matter how he looked.
As Chen Xuan expected, Wuhenzi replied disdainfully: "One is a proud junior with shallow knowledge, and a cultivation group that has been studying for thousands of years. I believe that anyone will not use you, a junior monk who only has the soul, to criticize you!"
Yin Chonghua saw that Wuhenzi was so stubborn, so she could only remain silent.
In fact, with Chen Xuan here, she no longer has to worry about the inheritance of Chinese magic, so her advice to Wuhenzi ends here, and I won’t say anything more next.
So in the eyes of everyone with different emotions, Wuhenzi condensed a drop of essence and blood on his fingertips, and then slowly turned his fingers.
Seeing this scene, Gan Jin and other Gan family were extremely nervous and anxious.
Whether the ancestors can withstand the power of high-sequence heroes depends on this moment! Leiden and Bolun looked at each other again, and they were also looking forward to how strong this advanced test piece could withstand.
The moment the drop of blood on Wuhenzi's fingertips dripped into the center of the six-pointed star array of the scroll, the entire scroll glowed with scarlet light, making the sky above the academy full of red.
Wuhenzi's face suddenly changed, and his breath became extremely crazy. The ancient cultures on the six-pointed star formation were talismans, dancing in the air, and then condensed into a red phantom.
Seeing the red phantom in the robe descending on the scroll, everyone couldn't help but hold their breath.
The aura of heroic spirit emitted by the phantom was powerful and bloody! Even Chen Xuan couldn't help but frowned slightly.
Which ancient hero who likes bloodthirsty to kill?
It doesn't look like a blood clan strongman either.
"Success! It's actually successful!"
Layton's face looked even more excited than the person involved Wuhenzi. He once again made the move to spread his hands and praised him intoxicatedly, "The great alchemist who created the Sage Stone in the legend, "Blood
Warlock' Roger, your arrival is the honor of our Heroic Society!"
The blood-red phantom, known as the Blood Warlock Roger by Layton, did not respond to Layton's praise. After his breath stabilized, he suddenly stretched out a hand to the summoner Wuhenzi.
In an instant, the blood in Wuhenzi's body turned into blood flows and was pulled into this hand in the air.
"Old ancestor!"
Gan Jin and others were shocked.
Wuhenzi wanted to resist at first, but he found that this high-level hero wanted him to provide energy, so he could only let the blood warlock Roger draw it.
After all, I have reached this point and not allowed the heroes to absorb blood, it means that they will fail and have no hope of ascension.
Soon, the Blood Warlock Roger stopped drawing blood and said to Wuhenzi arrogantly: "Tell me, summon my old man, what do you want this Warlock to do?"
"Of course it's power! I want to surpass the power of this world!"
Wuhenzi sensed that the vitality in his body continued to emerge because of summoning high-level heroes. His response words were filled with a hint of hysterical surprise and madness.
The blood-red phantom in the air curled up the corners of his mouth: "The power is hidden in the blood. The blood-clan ghost behind you should have a deep understanding. Start hunting! Let the blood-red fill the world, and then this warlock will help you, the old summoner
Beyond this world!”
The words of the Blood Warlock Roger, who heard the Chinese monks such as Gan Jin, were obviously in the style of evil cultivators. They did not expect that the ancestors summoned it was an evil hero! And when they heard the words of Luo Ge's words, they
Henzi, his slightly red eyes, suddenly glared at Chen Xuan and Tang Qiuling.
"Catch these people and sacrifice them to Lord Rog!"
With Wuhenzi's order, more than a dozen Chinese monks looked at each other for a moment, but Gan Jin immediately took the lead in expressing his opinion: "Our ancestors issued an order, fellow Taoists, please follow me to sacrifice magic weapons!"
As he said that, Gan Jin sacrificed a low-level magic weapon first.
Other Chinese monks could only keep up.
Bai Xiangu immediately spoke out and stopped him: "Why should I attack my own people?"
"Fellow Daoist Bai, we came to Europe to gain the power of heroic spirits. Chen Xuan and heroic spirits will be enemies, and he is our enemy!"
After one of the Chinese monks answered, he took out a golden hammer antique.
Another monk beside him took out a rusty ancient sword.
"Look, we also went to the capital to steal the relics of ancient masters. Does Fellow Daoist think we can still regret it at this time?"
When Bai Xiangu saw these two antiques, she couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart.
In order to gain the power of heroic spirits, these Chinese monks even stole Chinese cultural relics, which made her feel very sad.
"Fairy Bai, come here."
Chen Xuan had long had no hope for these monks who followed Wuhenzi.
And the fairy Bai is obviously not the same as these monks.
Bai Xiangu walked over to Chen Xuan without any hesitation, and she was not tempted by the power of the heroic spirit in the end.
At this time, Leiden, Bolun, and Wuhenzi, who had just obtained the power of the Heroic Spirit, have a total of three high-level powers, and a group of masters from the Heroic Spirit Academy surrounded Chen Xuan and his four beautiful women.
Previously, Leiden felt that he was not very stable when dealing with Chen Xuan of the same level.
Now with the powerful help from Wuhenzi, Leiden believes that it is more than enough to kill Chen Xuan.
He did not take Chu Qingqiu, who looked weak next to Chen Xuan, only Yin Chonghua, who was still in the soul and Yao Yao Qinqin, who had a tender face, seriously.