Chapter 1329

Two days passed quickly. After everyone had a rest, the clouds all over the red sky moved again, forming a vortex, and the center of the vortex was the exit from this column.

The strong suction force came from the exit and sucked all the things that didn't belong here.

In the month of entering the secret place of blood burial, except Yu Qingcheng, everyone's strength has made great progress. Naturally, it is needless to say that Yang Xuan added the power of blood sacrifice and God of war. It is conceivable that while his strength has been rapidly improved since then, his combat effectiveness will also reach a terrible level.

However, after carefully studying the blood sacrifice, Yang Xuan also found some clues. Obviously, the person who created the blood sacrifice also thought that the person who got this skill might become a murderous devil, so he made some restrictions on the blood sacrifice.

If he absorbs the flesh and blood of people weaker than himself, he will bring little benefit to Yang Xuan. In terms of Yang Xuan's current strength, if he kills the friars in the fifth realm, the absorbed blood gas is equivalent to nothing for him. Of course, if Yang Xuan kills someone stronger than himself, the benefits will be huge.

For example, Yang Xuan absorbed the power of dragon blood essence after exploding the body, and forcibly retreated his strength to the eighth realm. Just because this blood burial secret place can't survive the disaster, it can't awaken the divine power

Only in these two days, Yang Xuan has been fantasizing about what his magical powers will look like. From yunbatian's mouth, Yang Xuan learned that after the natural disaster in the eighth territory, the divine power will naturally awaken.

Like talent, supernatural power is the second watershed dividing the strength of monks. Even before the eighth realm, no matter how powerful the talent is, if you awaken a chicken rib divine power, it can play a small role, it means that his combat effectiveness will be weaker than that of the same level friars from now on.

But if you awaken a divine power that fits the nature, it is not just one plus one equals two. Generally speaking, physical cultivation is most suitable for strengthening the spiritual power of the physical body, while Dharma cultivation is most suitable for the spiritual power of the realm.

Of course, this is only the powerful magic power of the long sword. In Zhongzhou, many monks wake up after entering the eighth realm. Although the magic power is partial, it can play a good effect. Such examples are not uncommon.

For Yang Xuan, his magical powers have a much wider range of choices. As long as they are not too chicken ribs, whether they are suitable for physical cultivation or Dharma cultivation, they can play a good role for him.

In addition, Yang Xuan also wants to take this opportunity to find the direction of development. After all, just as war maniac said, what he has is too complex and top-notch. This is not a good thing. After all, it takes a lot of energy to master any of them.

On the other hand, yunbatian's harvest is also not small. Although not as exaggerated as Yang Xuan, he also met Yun Xiaoyao, the ancestor of the cloud family, in the secret place of blood burial. He got a full set of yunlang sword technique and yunlang spiritual power from Yun Xiaoyao. Both of these are things that know that the venerable level can play a role.

No matter who it is, this journey can be called a full return.

After being pulled into the exit by the strong suction from the sky, it means that everyone has ended this trip to the secret land.

At the last moment, Yang Xuan also got a magic weapon specially used to store a lot of water from Yu Qingcheng and put all the dragon blood essence into it. Although this magic instrument is not very good, after the dragon blood spirit is installed in it, a lot of spiritual power will pass, but it is better than nothing. After all, Yang Xuan may not have a chance to come back if he keeps the dragon blood spirit here.

I have already passed through the passage of the secret place of blood burial. This time, the people are not as nervous as before. After walking all the way to the other end of the channel, they found that they were not in the pyramid, but in mid air. Through the exit, you can clearly see the long yellow sand below.

In the passage, they met Xiao Wu again. Although he didn't tell them what he had gained, he obviously gained a lot from the change of his breath. However, to Yang Xuan's surprise, Zhan Canghai, who was broken up by his skills, didn't appear.

Originally, Yang Xuan left him a life because he didn't have much resentment with him, but now I think there are all kinds of dangers in the secret realm. Maybe he has died in the hands of the ghost of some demon. Thinking of this, Yang Xuan couldn't help feeling. However, at that time, there must be only one left between the two. If Yang Xuan didn't do that, the victim must be himself.

So even if Yang Xuan did it again, he would still make the same choice.

The crowd had come to the exit, which was indeed in the middle of the air above the pyramid. They jumped from the exit and fell to the ground.

At this time, ten figures appeared in the shadow, and the breath on each body was extremely strong. After they saw someone coming out, they hurriedly came over, but they found that the visitor was Yang Xuan and his party, and their face immediately became ugly.

A man in a golden robe asked in a deep voice, "Yang Xuan, why are you?"

And Zhan wusheng also gathered up and asked nervously, "Yang Xuan, where's my son?"

Yang Xuan fell steadily to the ground and was trying to say something. But I heard Yang Xuan send a thought to himself: "fool, brother, you two help me delay for 30 seconds. I have an array that can take us out of here."

"OK." Yang Xuan and Yun batian immediately agreed in unison, and Yu Qingcheng immediately stepped back and came behind them.

Yang Xuan raised his head to look at Xiang Zhan Wuming, showed a mysterious smile and said softly, "guess."

Zhan Wuming was almost spitting blood by Yang Xuan's words, pointed to Yang Xuan's nose and shouted angrily: "Yang Xuan, you hurt my eldest son's life, and now you're poisoning my youngest son. I won't die with you today."

He said and rushed towards Yang Xuan. Just then, Yang Xuan suddenly raised his hand and shouted, "stop."

Zhan wusheng's action stopped abruptly and stared at Yang Xuan tightly. There was great strength in his hands. He had thought that if Yang Xuan dared to talk again, he would punch Yang Xuan's life.

Yang Xuan naturally didn't have the courage. He cleared his throat and said to Zhan Wuming, "I saw him in front of the weapons of Zhan crazy senior."

"War maniac?" Countless possibilities flashed in Zhan wusheng's mind, but the stone in his heart had been put down, and his face eased a little before he asked, "where is he now?"