Wanyan Bo, you have to break the shackles of your bloodline, and now you have done it. Luang Po, with your eyesight, I believe that this spring of life will not be said to be youthful forever, but it is completely possible to keep your face unchanged in your lifetime.

Everyone has what they want, so there is no need to ask the bottom line.”

Rong Xi raised the corner of his mouth and lifted the vessel in his hand, avoiding the heavy weight and saying lightly.

Xiang Yang did not comment. According to his guess, this person is likely to be from a prominent sect in the Demon Sect, or is a person from the Great Zhou court, a real power or a noble faction. Of course, it is just a guess.

No more questions or more.

After Wanyan Bo, Rong Xi also swallowed a fountain of life to remove the poison pills placed under him.

Luang Po, Xiang Yang, and Yan Qiu were all the same. The group was immersed in the flying promotion.

Xiang Yang also truly experienced all the things that Wanyan Bo had just experienced, and was immersed in his mind and could not extricate himself.

His body became stronger and stronger, his skin was fine and compact, and he was faintly shiny like crystals. The microscopic cells seemed to present a more advanced arrangement.

The power of his soul is also increasing rapidly. The three-color lights in the soul appear and disappear from time to time. It is like a developing boy getting rich nutritional supply, climbing and growing all the way, breaking through a barrier that traps countless people, reaching the great success of the soul, and increasing martial arts. In terms of realm alone, he has truly reached the peak of the innate nature and has the qualification to comprehend the heavens.

The growth and improvement of the body and soul in both directions, and even the vitality of himself surged, as if the recovery ability and tolerance were incomparable to the past.

Such an improvement is like a violent wave, whistling, and like a drizzle of spring, moistening things silently.

He has taken a lot of pills, but never once did he have such great improvement.

Not only Xiang Yang, everyone is undergoing a transformation...

On the bank of Leize, the disciples of Daxueling were wearing distinctive clothes, looking forward to it, staring at the colorful water surface intently, waiting for the birth of the flowing liquid.

However, this wait seems to be endless, because the surging lake water is always loud and the raindrops are small. No, to be precise, there is not even a raindrop, as if the fluid flows out of the water.

A disciple with a relatively qualified identity felt something was wrong, so he hurried to Elder Bai Qiu to report something wrong.

According to the past, when the colorful colors are born and gathered, less than three quarters of an hour, the fluid flowing fluid should be born.

But today is different. It has been a full hour, but there is still no movement.

In the extreme east, the flowing liquid is a cultivation resource for innate masters. It has always been extremely precious. If something goes wrong, it may cause a lot of turmoil. Even the elders cannot bear this responsibility.

"Um?"

Bai Qiu Middle-aged and the other three elders were sitting on the side with their eyes closed and meditating. When they heard the news, they couldn't calm down. They hurriedly got up and walked to the Bund of Leize to watch, and found that it was indeed as the disciple said.

"Impossible. Before I came to Daxueling, I had been like this every year and never stopped. There must be some special reason. Could it be that the group of outsiders mentioned by Lian Ming? "
Chapter completed!