538 The Nine Ancient Sects!

Just as Xia Yang broke through, on the endless snowy ridge, Elise and the sword spirit who were sitting quietly looked at each other ecstatically, shouting in surprise: "Senior Brother (Master) has broken through!"

Is Xia Yang's breakthrough? Are there any connections between them and Xia Yang in souls? I know clearly the changes in Xia Yang's strength.

"Haha, I knew that senior brother is a freak, he is lucky and has a great life. Not only is it okay, but he has also broken through his cultivation level!" Elise was so excited that she couldn't stand still, jumped up, and looked at the vast peak that she could not reach with a burning and affectionate look. She knew that Xia Yang was on the top of that peak!

"Yes, I just don't know who has always been worried about it!" Jian Ling chuckled with a smile on his face, in addition to joy, there were also traces of teasing in his eyes.

"You girl, beg you for death!" Elise said angrily, blushing and trying to pounce. Ling'er lightly dodged, and flexibly avoided it. The two women laughed and watched the polar ice peaks in anticipation.

"Senior brother has already broken through, and that strong man should send his senior brother back soon." Elise said in a daze, with infinite tenderness in his eyes.

However, Jian Ling shook her head with a wry smile and said, "I can't see it all."

Elise was stunned, then raised her eyebrows and said angrily: "Why, my senior brother has successfully broken through, why do they still want to keep him?"

"I don't know this, but Sister Elise, how can there be such a cheap thing in the world? This strong man will not help his master break through for no reason. He must have something to ask his master. Moreover, you forgot that the strong man asked us to wait a few more months, and now a few days have passed?" Jian Ling said with a hint of bitterness on his lips. What the entrusted by such a strong man must be extraordinary.

When Elise heard this, she was filled with sadness and confused eyes, but she murmured softly: "As long as the senior brother is willing, I will help him with all my strength!"

"Well, so do I." Jian Ling also said softly, letting the whispers scatter in the cold wind and snow...

On the polar ice peak, Xia Yang sat cross-legged, calm and calm, with glory on his face. Countless green light energy rotated rapidly towards him. In order to resist the abuse, he had poured all the energy in his body. Now he suddenly absorbed it. He really absorbed the spiritual energy in the surrounding space like a hungry wolf. However, above the peak, there was a lot of spiritual energy. In less than half an hour, the true energy in Xia Yang's body reached saturation again. A very strong aura was faintly exuding from the whole body, and the muscles were carved with powerful lines, making him look much more handsome.

"Huh!" As the breath moved slightly, a turbid air gushed out with the breath. When my eyes were slightly opened, two green lights burst out like substances, yelling that in the white world, two green rainbows appeared across the white world!

"Is this the strength of the divine stage? It feels a lot stronger." As the arms moved slightly, a series of explosions like beans came, but Xia Yang's face was filled with a look of comfort.

"With your real strength now, I am afraid that an ordinary demigod-level opponent will not be able to stand half of your attack." Bing Zun, who had been standing quietly beside him, chuckled and said.

"Haha, what if it's against the superior god level?" Xia Yang said with a very lewd smile.

Bing Zun glanced at Xia Yang and smiled angrily: "You are very greedy, but with your body that is like a magical weapon, I am afraid that an ordinary god-level master will really not do anything to you. But if you kill a god-level master, it is probably still very difficult. After all, the strength of the god-level master also contains infinite essence and cannot be underestimated."

Xia Yang rolled his eyes and put them on a high hat. What kind of god-level master is in your hands, and you can just snatch your fingers out? Xia Yang was very dissatisfied with Bing Zun's slightest look at him. He then chuckled and shouted in a low voice: "Flame Fire Seal, the secret method is activated!"

boom!

A violent flame rose out, the darkness was like a moonless night sky!

"What if you use such strength to fight against the god level?" Feeling that it is much stronger than the God-Divide Stage, Xia Yang asked confidently. Although as his strength increases, the secret technique is no longer as high as before, it can still increase its strength several times.

Bing Zun felt the sudden increase in power of Xia Yang, his face was slightly solemn, and he said, "You can fight head-on!"

Xia Yang laughed, withdrew his overflowing momentum, put all the rising flames back into his body, then stood up and said with a smile: "It is enough to be able to face the god-level head-on!"

"No, it's not enough." Bing Zun said solemnly.

"Uh..." Xia Yang was stunned, "Why not enough? In the secular world, the highest cultivation level is just a god-level. Now my junior sister and I have the strength to fight against the god-level, so I think we can go there too."

"Hmph, do you really think that there are only a few god-level little guys in the world?" Bing Zun said with a slight snorting.

"Isn't it?" Xia Yang's face changed slightly and he asked in a deep voice.

"Hmph, you underestimate this continent too much. Since you are the descendant of Ye Muxi, you are the young master of the Iron Sword Sect now. Haven't you ever known about the nine ancient sects?" Bing Zun said sneeringly.

"Nine Ancient Sects?" Xia Yang frowned slightly, and seemed to have a familiar smell. A sudden flash of inspiration was mentioned. The Iron Sword Dou Sheng once mentioned the theory of these nine sects, and the Iron Sword Sect was one of the nine sects. It seemed to be very awesome in ancient times.

"I did hear some of it." Xia Yang smiled embarrassedly, and then he thought of Ye Muxi's strength, his face suddenly changed and he said in horror: "Master, you can't say that there are such strength as Ye Muxi in these nine sects!"

Looking at Xia Yang's unbelievable appearance, Bing Zun sighed lightly. It seemed that this kid really didn't know what happened to the nine ancient sects. Now he should instill some things in the ancient times into him, so as not to be taller and be abused by others. He still doesn't know what happened.

Without answering Xia Yang's words immediately, Bing Zun's eyes flashed with a little confused expression, as if he had stepped into memories. Xia Yang did not bother him, but just waited quietly.

After a long time, Bing Zun woke up from his memories, then stared at Xia Yang and said, "Xia Yang, what you need to know is that the Sky Blue Continent is an abandoned land, and the mixed immortals and demons here are not as simple as you imagined! And the most prominent of them are the nine factions, that is, the nine ancient sects! Remember the names of these nine sects carefully, and maybe you will meet them one by one in the future!"

Seeing Bing Zun's expression solemn, Xia Yang did not dare to be negligent, and even listened at once.

Seeing that Xia Yang was rarely serious, Bing Zun was also relieved. He immediately opened his red lips and uttered a few poems from his little mouth, covering the nine sects!

"The sword energy breaks through the nine heavens, Ye Zun Iron Sword Sect! The shadow of the foot escapes into the clouds, the ancient Zun Xiaoyaofang! The demon sound passes through the gold and stones, Qiongshan Luoyuxuan!"

"The words come out of the sky and change, the iron-subject Tianji Pavilion! Blood flows in the sky, the blood-clothing gate! Desolate and unrighteous, Tianchi Pure Land!"

"Iron bones penetrate human skin, lifeless puppet forest! The demon wind rolls on the black clouds, and the beasts rise to the sky cave! The wind clears and snow sings, and the Ice Phoenix Peak!"

After Bing Zun finished speaking, he stared at Xia Yang tightly and asked in a deep voice: "These nine sects are the Iron Sword Sect, Xiaoyaofang, Luoyuxuan, Tianji Pavilion, Blood Clothes Gate, Jile Tower, Puppet Forest, Qingtian Cave, and Jidi Peak! Have you recorded all of them?"

Xia Yang looked at Bing Zun in a daze, and in his mind, he repeated the tones of Bing Zun's poems over and over again, muttering: "I've remembered it." But his eyes were staring at Bing Zun in a daze, and his mouth was also Zhang De.

Bing Zun knew what Xia Yang was surprised, and sighed and said, "I don't hide it from you. I am the master of this polar peak, Bingfeng, not a human body!"

Xia Yang felt that his breathing was a little rapid. Grandma, I care whether you are a human or not. He only knew that his master was actually a super divine beast! Nine-day Ice Phoenix, that was a super divine beast like a five-clawed golden dragon!

At this moment, Xia Yang really wanted to ask: "Master, do you have a master? If not, my nephew will have a place for a contract beast!"

Of course, Xia Yang was determined not to say it with a hundred courages, so he had to yell this idea in his heart and immediately dispelled it.

Looking at Xia Yang's smile and drooling look, Bing Zun frowned and said coldly: "Why, do you look down on me and are not a human?"

"Ah, no, how could this happen? Master is the Nine Heavens Divine Phoenix, who dares to underestimate it? Hehe, I just envy myself." Xia Yang smiled shamelessly.

"Envy yourself? What do you envy yourself?" Bing Zun's expression was a little slow, but his voice still seemed a little cold.

"It's a blessing for a super divine beast to be his master. How can ordinary people have such blessings? By the way, my master, have you ever had fallen off phoenix feathers over the years? That's an excellent top-quality material for refining weapons!" Xia Yang looked up and down the Bing Zun with his eyes lit up and down, his eyes were not lustful, but he was full of fanatical greed! The Nine Heavens Divine Phoenix is ​​like the Divine Dragon, and they are all treasures all over the body. Whether it's refining weapons or alchemy, they are all the best!

Seeing that Xia Yang was so careful, Bing Zun's face turned dark and he said angrily: "No!"

"No, no! When taking a shower, isn't it difficult for the master to wash it? There will always be a few phoenix feathers falling off when washing it!" Xia Yang said disbelief. However, he thought to himself that the pheasant I raised back then would pound the hairs when he had nothing to do. Could it be that the sacred phoenix would not lose its hair? The same kind of bird should be of little difference.
Chapter completed!