"Don't worry, at worst, we can help you to do it." Luo Enen put on the airs of his elder sister's head, patted Song Yuan on the shoulder, and said what Gu Fenghua wanted to say.
"You?" Song Yuan glanced at Luo Enen suspiciously.
"What, can't you trust my strength?" Luo Enen said dissatisfied.
Song Yuan did not answer, but his affirmative eyes revealed everything. Although he had not been together for a long time, she knew Miss Luo's virtue of living a life of dying.
If it were Gu Fenghua, she would not doubt no matter how strong she was. But if it was Luo Enen, she would be deeply doubtful.
Luo Enen didn't say much, but directly activated the holy energy, and eight golden holy beads appeared between his eyebrows.
"Emperor, the eighth-rank Emperor Saint!" Song Yuan stared at Luo Enen's holy beads between his eyebrows, and his eyes were so surprised that they almost fell out.
The way of saint cultivation is derived from the ancient witch art. Although the two practice methods and combat techniques, as well as some secret methods used to improve their strength, there is no difference in the grade system. So Song Yuan is very clear that the eighth grade of the Emperor Saint
What does it mean.
You should know that the great elder who was once regarded as the supreme powerhouse in the world by her, and her true cultivation is only at the seventh level of the Emperor Saint. How could Luo Enen reach the eighth level of the Emperor Saint?
"How is it, didn't you expect it?" Seeing Song Yuan's stunned look, Luo Enen felt relieved, shook her head and showed off with a proud look.
"I didn't expect that, I really didn't expect that you actually reached the eighth grade of Emperor Saint. I underestimate you, yes." Song Yuan nodded and said in sighing.
When Miss Luo heard Song Yuan's sincere praise, she smiled even more proudly.
"Even you have reached the eighth rank of Emperor Saint, how strong should Fenghua and Wuse be?" Song Yuan continued to sigh from his heart.
What does it mean that I even reached the eighth grade of Emperor Saint... It was obviously a praising, but why did it always sound a little contempt? Miss Luo suddenly felt that she was a little overjoyed.
"Anyway, you know we can help." Luo Enen put away the holy beads and said angrily.
"No, you can't help, it's not a matter of strength." Song Yuan came back to his senses from surprise, shook his head and said.
"What's the problem?" Gu Fenghua took the conversation and asked.
"You are not from the ancient witch clan. You have not practiced the ancient witch art and cannot participate in the competition on behalf of the spiritual witch lineage." Song Yuan explained.
"Why do you have to ask people from the ancient witch clan?" Luo Enen asked.
"No, I'm competing for the orthodox position of the ancient witch clan, and of course I need the people of the ancient witch clan." The fat white man rushed to say.
"I didn't expect you to talk too much, just talk casually." Of course, Luo Enen would not admit his mistake, at least he would not admit his mistake in front of the fat white man, and the dead duck said stubbornly.
"Does it only take you to learn the ancient witch art?" Gu Fenghua interrupted the dispute between the two and asked Song Yu'an.
"Well, what our ancient witch clan values most is the inheritance of the method of cultivation. He does not like blood. Even if he likes it, the fundamental reason is to inherit the method of cultivation. So as long as you can learn the method of ancient witch, you can be considered
People from the ancient witch clan." Song Yuan said affirmatively.
"That's simple, let's just learn it." Luo Enen said disapprovingly.
"When I came to the Holy Witch Valley, it took me a full year to barely understand the ancient witch art, and then I have been practicing until today, and I have just entered the first level of the Emperor Saint. In this way, I am still regarded as a Holy Witch Valley by the Holy Witch Valley.
A cultivation genius who is rare in a thousand years was then regarded as a saint by them.