"With the master's current combat power, even an eighth-level warrior of the True Spirit Realm is no match for him!" In the dense forest, calm returned again, and the voice of the Purple Spirit rang in Ye Xuan's mind.
One person at the eighth level of the True Spirit Realm, and seven people at the fifth and sixth levels of the True Spirit Realm were killed so lightly. Even Zi Ling, the half-step Martial Emperor's spiritual pet, was shocked.
"That man was just careless, and he was too close to me. Otherwise, with his cultivation at the eighth level of the True Spirit Realm, I wouldn't have been able to kill him so easily." Ye Xuan spread his arms and drained all the essence and blood around the dense forest.
Inhaled into the body.
The blood essence of these warriors did not increase Ye Xuan's cultivation at all. With his current cultivation level, devouring the blood essence of the true spirit realm warriors could no longer help him become stronger.
However, these blood essences entered Ye Xuan's blood chakra core, allowing his natal soul art to advance a little further.
As long as he reaches the third level of the Ancient Devouring Technique, Ye Xuan can perform the martial soul seal again.
However, he had a vague feeling that if he wanted to reach the third level of cultivation, he might have to advance to the Martial King Realm!
Ye Xuan moved and left quickly.
The auction has just ended, and it is the most chaotic time around Tianyun City, so it is best to stay away as soon as possible.
Not long after Ye Xuan left, several more warriors came to the place where he killed several people with donkey faces. Apparently, these people also wanted to steal the treasure.
Ye Xuan was running in the dense forest while communicating with the little snake 'Purple Spirit' on his wrist.
"This time the master gets the Dragon-Tiger Suppression Prison Body, I will draw out some blood, and with the blood of my Wa Nu clan, the master can cultivate the power of the Holy Dragon..."
The demonic snakes can achieve nirvana and transform into dragons if they practice to the extreme, and the Wa Nu clan was no weaker than the dragon clan in ancient times.
"As for the power of the Holy Tiger, I have also figured out where to find it for the master." Zi Ling said with a smile.
"Oh, are you talking about the white tiger?" Ye Xuan's expression changed.
"Yes, I have stayed in Nanzhou for a while, and I have some knowledge of several major sects in Nanzhou. The Yunxiao Sect has a sect-ruling holy beast, the white tiger." Zi Ling said.
"Yunxiao Sect's sect-suppressing holy beast? It's not easy to get the sect-suppressing holy beast's blood from such top sects." Ye Xuan frowned slightly.
"Yes, but that white tiger is currently the one that I know is most suitable for the master to practice the dragon-tiger prison-suppressing body."
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At night, there are stars and the silver moon hangs high.
After two hours of traveling, Ye Xuan arrived at the foot of a cliff.
I saw a huge waterfall hanging from the sky like the Milky Way, making the sound of falling water.
Below is a pool that is as large as an acre. The entire pool is round in shape, surrounded by clear mountains, blue water, and lush vegetation.
Ye Xuan took off his clothes, jumped into the water, rinsed himself, and came ashore again, feeling refreshed.
He put on a clean green shirt, sat on a rock, took out the fragment of "Dragon and Tiger Suppressing the Prison Body", and studied it carefully.
I will rest here tonight and go to Yunxiao Sect tomorrow to try to cultivate the power of one dragon and one tiger before the Beiqiong Shrine opens.
However, before obtaining the blood of the White Tiger, Ye Xuan can also first cultivate the power of a dragon through the blood of the Wa Nu in Zi Ling.
"Master, be careful, a strong person is coming." Just when Ye Xuan was concentrating on studying the remaining scrolls, Zi Ling suddenly sent a spiritual message.
Ye Xuan's expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the sky.
Under the night, a ray of white light was speeding towards here, and from the white light, Ye Xuan faintly felt a pressure like a hill, and the powerful aura made people palpitate.
A strong man in the Martial Emperor Realm!
Ye Xuan's figure flashed, and he hurriedly ran into the tall bushes on the side, hiding his figure, holding his breath, and hiding there motionless.
As soon as his figure was hidden in the darkness, the dazzling white light flew over as fast as lightning.
And after the white light, a cloud of pink mist several feet in size quickly flew up, and the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling in the mist was endless.
Ye Xuan, who was hiding in the tall bushes below, hid his aura to the extreme. His eyes flickered slightly. It seemed that the two escaping lights above should also be warriors from the previous auction house. They were most likely competing for treasures.
Just when he thought that the two escaping lights above would quickly escape from the sky, the white light flying in front suddenly stopped, and the light faded, revealing a woman in a white skirt.
This woman had a graceful figure and was wearing a cloak, so her appearance could not be seen. As soon as her figure appeared, she turned to the back and scolded:
"You are so persistent in pursuing me, do you really think I can't kill you?"
The woman's voice was angry and cold, but to Ye Xuan's ears, it seemed a little hoarse and a little inappropriate.
"Strange, why does this voice sound familiar?"
Ye Xuan was a little surprised. At this moment, the pink mist that was chasing behind him seemed to be frightened by the words of the woman in the white dress. He suddenly stopped flying and floated hundreds of feet away.
Then the powder mist quickly thinned out, revealing the person inside.
It's one man and two women.
The man was wearing yellow clothes with his chest open wide. He was sitting on a chair. He had a handsome face, but there was an evil aura hidden deep in his pupils.
The chair is like a dragon bed, with two intertwined golden dragons carved on it, lifelike. The entire chair is forged from a mysterious crystal stone, exuding bursts of strange fragrance.
On both sides of the chair, there are two charming and beautiful young women. Their clothes are extremely simple. They only wear a very thin gauze. The skin under the gauze is looming, and it is too short to cover the buttocks. They are white.
Her thighs reveal a large amount of spring.
Ye Xuan, who was observing secretly below, looked suspicious. Although the auras of the man and the woman were equally powerful, they obviously did not reach the Martial Emperor realm.
The man should be at the peak of the ninth level of the Martial King Realm, while the two women whose love was revealed are at the eighth level of the Martial King Realm.
The man smiled evilly and stared at the woman in the white skirt and bamboo hat: "Hey, I chased you all the way from Beizhou, how can I give up. Let's do this, you go to my bed and give your true love to me.
Young Master can ask the Saint for the antidote pill for you. Moreover, I will also release all the imprisoned disciples under your sect, what do you think?"
One of the young women in white gauze looked into the cold eyes of the woman in a bamboo hat, showing hesitation.
She frowned slightly and muttered for a moment, "Senior Xuan Yue, why are you so stubborn? My young master's martial arts talent is so extraordinary. It is a blessing that you followed my young master and became my young master's woman..."
Xuanyue? Beizhou?
Ye Xuan, who was hiding below, had a look of astonishment in his eyes when he heard the words of a man and a woman.
He looked at the woman in the bamboo hat again and took a deep breath.
"No wonder the voice feels vaguely familiar, but why did she come to Nanzhou?"
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