The lower-level martial spirit of Xuan level!

The dazzling divine light made the ancestor of the Zhang family widen his eyes.

The head of the Zhang family even rubbed his old face hard, wanting to see if he had read it wrong!

"Old ancestor, this... isn't this true?" Zhang Wanxiang really couldn't believe that this super genius who killed all directions was actually only at the lower level of Xuan level!

At this time, he would not be surprised if the six divine rings were entangled on Jiang Heng's martial spirit, and the vast divine light shone for thousands of miles!

One person can attack and kill many warriors of the same realm with hundreds of people. Such combat power and such genius, how can it be convincing if such a genius are not talented!

Now, two powerful men in the extraordinary realm were stunned when they looked at the scene in front of them!

"Roar—" The soul of desperation, wrapped in black fog, roared to the sky.

The next moment, the rich blood in the pool was wrapped in the black mist and turned into a blood-colored ring surrounding the soul of the life-refusing.

The boundless blood and energy were quickly swallowed by the spirit of desperation.

The scarlet pool water became clear at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The qi and blood on Jiang Heng, who was sitting cross-legged in the center of the pool, became vigorous at this time, and the vitality that was squeezed and lost was also recovering rapidly in the perception of the ancestor of the Zhang family.

"Old ancestor, this time...we are afraid...we will suffer a lot!"

Although the devouring power of the spirit of the desperation of life looks extremely terrifying, compared to the treasures that one has just lost, what can this be considered?

The lower-level martial spirit of Xuan level!

Logically speaking, if such talent does not have the luck of despairing the will, the life of being able to break through to the realm of desolation will be over.

Seeing that this kid's cultivation has already broken through to the Soul Concentration Realm, this shows that this person has a good opportunity.

It’s just a pity that this body of anti-heavenly combat power! Among the warriors, how many people can be almost invincible in the same realm?!

Just when the head of the Zhang family felt distressed and moved, he heard a light eh from the ancestor of the Zhang family.

"How could it be..."

Zhang Wanxiang turned around and was shocked when he looked at his ancestor's horrified expression.

What's wrong? What happened? How could the ancestor have this expression?

So Zhang Wanxiang followed the gaze of his ancestor and saw that the pool was sparkling, and the spiritual spirits that rebelled against life were swallowed and pulled into Jiang Heng's body.

"This...is there something wrong with this?" Zhang Wanxiang couldn't help but murmur.

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, staring at Jiang Heng in the middle of the pool with both eyes.

Watching the spiritual energy gather from all directions, then transformed into spiritual power through the spirit of rebellion into spiritual power into Jiang Heng's body, circulate a circle, and then store it in Jiang Heng's dantian.

"This is impossible! How is this possible!" Zhang Wanxiang couldn't help but shout.

"Shut up!" The ancestor of the Zhang family suddenly spoke.

Pull Zhang Wanxiang back from the shock.

"Old ancestor, this...this..."

"It's really a good boy, I'm hiding it deep enough!" The ancestor of the Zhang family's eyes were clear and the eyes were bright.

"But how is this possible? He... he has not reached the Soul Aggregation Realm yet. How could there be such a person with such combat power in this world? Could it be that this is a young supreme master?" Zhang Wanxiang sighed in confusion.

The so-called youth supreme statement has been mentioned in the Dongtu area for nearly 100,000 years.

It is said that in that ancient era, there were monsters who were defiant of heaven. When their cultivation level was one level lower than their peers, they could still rely on their own powerful and profound accumulation to defiant immortals!

In the martial arts path, every time there is a difference in strength between the two, the strengths of these evil spirits can attack them at a lower level.

In addition, every time he breaks through, a heavenly punishment comes to the world, trying to kill such a demon.

These demons against the will of heaven can often face difficulties, overcome obstacles, reach the supreme path, and achieve invincible strong people. When they were young, they were called the supreme young people!

In Dongtu, the most respectable thing is the Emperor Beichen who was born 100,000 years ago. He was the only one who was called the Supreme Young Master when he was young.

Since then, for a hundred thousand years, perhaps some people can go against the sky, but few can get this title.

Because most of them fight in the same realm, even if someone defeats the ninth level of the soul realm with terrifying strength and the first level of the Soul Convergence Realm, it is also a fight in the same realm. Such characters may be shocking, but they are definitely not called the name of the Supreme Young Master!

Looking at Jiang Heng in front of him, Zhang Wanxiang's expression was extremely complicated.

How could this happen? Such a monster is only a low-level martial spirit in the Xuan level? Who should I ask for reason?

If this person is not a low-level martial spirit in the Xuan level, then that matter would be...

"Everything, sometimes don't be too obsessed with appearances!" Suddenly, the ancestor of the Zhang family slowly spoke up to remind him.

"Old ancestor, I just... just..."

"I just think this heaven is too unfair, right? Such a monster is only a low-level martial spirit in the Xuan level. Is it a pity for him?" The ancestor of the Zhang family asked.

"Yes, ancestor, I am indeed for him and for my Zhang family." Zhang Wanxiang did not hide it at all.

"You... still can't see clearly. The years have made you delay your practice. You will be the head of the family. You will be able to hand over the important tasks of the head of the family in a few days. I think that boy Zhang Yan is good, and the hardship he has been doing over the years is enough." The ancestor of the Zhang family sighed softly.

"Old ancestor, I..." Zhang Wanxiang's face changed slightly. Why did he let himself hand over the position of the head of the monk as he said?

"Everything, our Zhang family's disaster cannot rely solely on others, but also on ourselves. If we are not strong enough, we will still not be able to go back at that time even with the help of noble people." The ancestor of the Zhang family said in a leisurely voice, and his eyes looked at Jiang Heng in the pool not far away, not knowing what he was thinking.

Jiang Heng, who was in the middle of the pool, was at this time the "Reverse Life Sutra" in his body was running all over his body, and the qi and blood on his body were rushing like rivers, making a rumbling sound.

I don’t know how many treasures and treasures have been added to the Zhang family’s pool.

Jiang Heng found that his vitality, which was almost cut off, had been completely restored at this time, and was even much stronger than before the war.

At this moment, what made Jiang Heng even more ecstatic was that there were ten drops of water in his body that emitted dazzling light like the sun constantly washing his body.

"Tianling Condensation! This Zhang family is such a big deal!" Jiang Heng couldn't help but exclaim.

Every drop of this Tianling Dew is priceless, much better than ordinary holy objects.

If a warrior in the Soul Concentration Realm surrenders, he can change his talents even more. If he uses them well, he can even have the ability to change his fate even more.

Now, ten drops of Tianling Condensation in Jiang Heng's body were running over and over again.

The vast power as vast as the sea, the dazzling light of the sun filled every inch of flesh and blood in Jiang Heng's body.

The surging vitality surged in Jiang Heng's body.
Chapter completed!