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"The Yalingbao Bronze Stove can't break through Wang Xian's defense at all. How strong is his defense?"

All the monks had this question in their hearts, and they already had an unbelievable answer in their hearts. Wang Xian's defense was stronger than that of the old monster of Huashen, which made everyone believe that Wang Xian was the old monster of Huashen.

"No!" Dou Potian raised his head and roared angrily, he couldn't accept the fact that the little ant he always thought was a terrifying existence.

"Even the old monster of Huashen, I will kill you too." With a ferocious face and blond hair dancing wildly, Dou Potian swung the bronze stove and threw it at Wang Xian again.

With a bang, the surrounding space shattered, and the bronze stove still couldn't break through Wang Xian's defense, and couldn't touch a piece of Wang Xian's clothes.

Wang Xian was still looking up at the sky, his eyes were shining brightly, and the Xuntian cauldron above his head was whistling, everything was so quiet and harmonious.

The strong wind made Wang Xian's clothes rattle, and he remained motionless, like an eternal rock.

Dou Potian roared, blood gushed out from his eyes, blood gushed out from his palms and arms, blood gushed out from every pore in his body, the blood flew out and gathered into a river of blood and rushed towards the bronze stove.

"Blood sacrifice!"

The monks were shocked.

There are infant sacrifices and blood sacrifices in the cultivation world. Infant sacrifices are used to refine one's own nascent infant to refine magic weapons to increase the power of magic weapons. Blood sacrifices use most of their own blood to refine magic weapons to increase the power of magic weapons. Infant sacrifices are more crazy than blood sacrifices, but A monk who can sacrifice magic weapons with blood is definitely on the verge of madness.

In Su Wuxian's tomb, a Nascent Soul cultivator from the Yuan Family was taken into the Xutian Cauldron by Wang Xian, and he sacrificed the infant sacrifice, displaying terrifying power.

The blood color on Dou Potian's body gradually dimmed, his exuberant blood energy became extremely weak, and his skin became wrinkled, like the bark of an ancient tree.

Blood is the most important thing in the body, once it is lost, it will have a great impact on future cultivation and life span, Dou Potian is going to risk his life.

Most of Dou Potian's blood turned into rivers of blood and poured into the bronze stove, and immediately, ancient marks appeared on the bronze stove.

"The imprint on the bronze furnace has awakened!"

With a bang, the supreme coercion enveloped the world, and the monks around hurriedly sacrificed ancient treasures and flew backwards, only Li Xuanxuan remained standing in place.

The two golden core monks who had no time to sacrifice the ancient treasure were crushed to pieces by the coercion of the bronze furnace.

The coercion of the bronze stove is so powerful!

Boom, the awakened bronze furnace is like an ancient demon god, and it unleashes terrifying coercion after wave, and a coercion pressures on Wang Xian.

The Xutian cauldron spinning above Wang Xian's head shot out a huge cauldron shadow, smashing the incoming coercion.

Wang Xian smiled faintly, still looking up at the sky.

"Ah! Ah!" When the imprint on the bronze stove was shining brightest, Dou Potian swung the bronze stove and slammed it fiercely at Wang Xian.

With a bang, the space within a radius of a thousand feet shattered like porcelain, and the bronze stove hit Wang Xian's defense. The huge force did not shake Wang Xian's defense at all, but it made the life and death platform thousands of feet in size collapse into pieces. Even the buildings around were smashed to pieces by the terrifying force, and the earth cracked terrifying cracks.

The power of one blow is so huge!

Ah!

Dou Potian saw that the bronze stove of his blood sacrifice still couldn't shake Wang Xian's defense, he was desperate, with blood gushing from his eyes, he roared to the sky, on the verge of collapse.

"I'm not reconciled!" Dou Potian roared like a demon god. He was trained by the Baotian Sect as the future leader since he was a child. A master of his generation, he was one of the top ten powerhouses of the younger generation in the realm of comprehension in the Yuan Kingdom, but he couldn't shake the defense of a monk he thought was small and insignificant.

The strong Dou Potian cried, holding his headache and crying, endless grievances, endless grief and indignation turned into tears and flowed out.

Suddenly, Dou Potian grabbed the bronze stove, his gaze was firm, the flesh and blood, energy, and baby spirit of his body rushed towards the bronze stove like a galloping horse.

"No, Dou Potian injected his whole body's cultivation into the bronze furnace, and at the same time injected his own blood, flesh and blood into the bronze furnace. Dou Potian is crazy!"

All the imprints on the bronze stove disappeared, turning into rusty spots, inconspicuous.

Dou Potian also became very calm, with no desires or desires, no longer roaring at the sky, but a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Weird!So weird!

The cultivators watching the battle all sacrificed their magic weapons and kept flying towards the distance. They felt a terrifying power that was brewing...

The calm before the storm!

Dou Potian smiled and grabbed the bronze stove, and slowly threw it at Wang Xian. His movements were very slow, so slow that people could not understand, but it was this slow movement that gave a natural and smooth feeling.

Road to simplicity!

The slow motion of Dou Potian picking up the bronze stove and smashing it at Wang Xian actually contained a trace of Dao, which was terrifying, really terrifying.

"Dou Potian's blow is definitely comparable to that of the old monster who turned into a god." All the monks saw that Dou Potian's blow was extraordinary.

"Maybe this is your last blow." Wang Xian still maintained the movement of looking up at the sky. His spiritual sense covered the surroundings, and he noticed something strange. He was also very worried, but he had no choice but to wait for the final result.

Ding, Dou Potian finally hit Wang Xian's defense with his rusty bronze stove, making a small sound.

The chaotic energy on Wang Xian's body shook for a while, and then calmed down.

Dou Potian's body holding the bronze stove was blasted thousands of feet away by a terrifying force.

The void within a radius of [-] zhang shattered, the ground shattered one after another, and those monks who had no time to escape were turned into ashes.

The rumbling sound was endless, and the bronze furnace shattered, sending out terrifying power fluctuations, unable to break through Wang Xian's defense, and the terrifying power could only spread to the surroundings.

Everything in a radius of [-] zhang was turned into fly ash, only those cultivators holding ancient treasures escaped to the sky and saved their lives. Hundreds of cultivators were blasted into ashes by the terrifying force.

This is a typical disaster for pond fish!

Wang Xian sighed, stopped looking up at the sky, scanned his surroundings, and found that he was in the ruins, the life and death platform that was originally a thousand feet in size had been reduced to ashes, and even the buildings within three thousand feet in the surrounding area were also annihilated in ashes, and the ground also appeared. There are many cracks and deep pits.

Wang Xian put away the Xutian cauldron, and said to the collapsed Dou Potian thousands of feet away: "From now on, for a hundred years, you, Dou Potian, will be my servant of Wang Xian."

"Well, the dignified future heir of the Baotian Sect, one of the top ten young masters in the cultivation world of the Yuan Kingdom, holding the Yalingbao, the mighty Dou Potian has become someone else's servant!"

The shock in the hearts of the monks can only be imagined.

Wang Xianyu slapped all the disciples of the Baotian School hard on the face.

"Dou Potian is considered useless, and he will never turn around. It's a pity that an amazingly talented and strong man has become someone else's servant."

"Actually, it's not bad to become a servant of the old monster who transforms the gods." Some monks gloated.

Wang Xian's figure flickered, and he appeared in a corner of the underworld, and found that the pavilions at the four corners of the underworld had all collapsed into pieces, revealing four teleportation arrays.

"Haha! The four pavilions in the underworld were smashed into pieces by Dou Potian's blow. That blow was really powerful. Fortunately, I have the chaotic energy to protect me, otherwise even the most powerful body would be turned into flying ash." Wang Xian He secretly rejoiced that he had practiced the Nine Imperial Classics, and cleverly defeated Dou Potian, eliminating a major disaster for himself.

All the monks flew back to the underworld one after another, only then did they realize that their original purpose was to come to the underworld to open the box.

With a smile on her face, the saint of the Yin-Yang Sect walked towards Wang Xian, pulled back her clothes and saluted, and said with a coquettish smile, "Li Xuanxuan of the Yin-Yang Sect has met senior."

Now all the monks regard Wang Xian as an old monster who turns into a god.

Wang Xian didn't point it out, he chuckled and said, "Xuanxuan don't want to be like this, in fact, we cultivated at the same age, we are equal in generation, just call me Wang Xian."

Li Xuanxuan smiled touchingly.

Wu Xingsi flew to Wang Xian's side, so shocked that he couldn't speak.

"Brother Wu, you just came. We can enter the underworld to open the box." Wang Xianfeng smiled lightly.

Wu Xingsi immediately said in a panic: "Brother, ah, no, senior, you killed Xingsi, you are always turning into a monster, and Xingsi is only a golden core monk, how can you get along with your elders."

Wang Xian patted Wu Xingsi on the shoulder, and said gently: "Brother, no matter how high my cultivation level is, you and I are brothers. Goodbye, Waixiu blamed Wang Xian for turning his face."

Seeing the sincere expression on Wang Xian's face, Wu Xingsi didn't look like a fake. He was a bold person at first. I am a brother in the realm of transforming gods."

Seeing Wu Xingsi's majestic appearance, Wang Xian smiled faintly.

A strange light flashed in Li Xuanxuan's eyes, she pointed her jade finger at the teleportation array, and looked at Wang Xian with a smile: "Please!"

The three of them came to the teleportation formation.

A sly gleam flashed in Li Xuanxuan's eyes, she twitched her eyebrows, and giggled, "Wang Xian, how about this, let's make a bet to see who can get good things from the underworld, and the one who gets good things will be the winner." .”

The monks next to him all pricked up their ears to listen.

"Haha. The saintesses of the Yin-Yang Sect are so smart that they bet against others with their strengths. Who in the Yuan Kingdom didn't know that the Yin-Yang Eyes of the Yin-Yang Sect are the divine eyes that open boxes and open caves, which are even more powerful than fox eyes, heavenly eyes, and supernatural eyes. If you are good at it, there is a [-]% certainty in opening the box, only a fool will bet with the saintess of the Onmyoji Sect to see who can open more treasures.