Peerless God of War

"Ancient wind!" Dongfang Shang was shocked, but when they reflected it, the ancient wind had long disappeared, and the land collapsed directly.

"Let's go, that little guy is hopeless." Wuxiu fell beside Dongfang Shang and others, shook his head and sighed.

No one expected that such a thing would happen in the end. Instead of attacking others, the skeleton took away the ancient wind. However, the skeleton did not come out after catching the ancient wind, which relieved many people.

"This..."

Dongfang Shang's face flashed a dark color, and he could only leave with the iron guards of the city Lord's residence. Of course, he also knew that if he was caught by the skeleton with the strength of condensing soul environment, there must be no possibility of survival. Unless we can also invite the strong people who think that the soul condensing environment is strong, but such people will not come out of the mountain because of a small military cultivation of the essence environment.

If you are here, even if you please move, I'm afraid the ancient customs will be gone by then.

……

The ancient wind was torn by the bones and dragged into the ground. After diving, I don't know how much distance. The bones finally stopped and released the ancient wind. The ancient wind made a ghostly step of life and death. The ancient wind's body backed out for a distance of tens of feet and looked at the skeleton with vigilance.

But soon it was a mocking smile. With the strength of the skeleton, it was easy to kill him.

"Master..." the skeleton knelt down on one knee, extremely pious, and the tyrannical breath on his body was digested and invisible in an instant.

The ancient wind looked towards the kneeling direction of the bones. There was a sarcophagus, simple and unadorned, but it gave people a very heavy feeling.

"Master? Is this the master of this relic?" the ancient wind was shocked. If the weak were so, it would be too amazing. There are actually two strong men in this ruins.

"Boom."

The lid was impacted by a majestic force and flew high into the sky. With an illusory figure floating out of the sarcophagus slowly, he nodded to the skeleton: "get up."

The ancient wind looked at the illusory figure. It was a middle-aged man with dignity on his square face.

"I've seen the old style, younger generation." the old style respectfully saluted the middle-aged man from a distance. He has heard some legends that the strength reaches a certain level. Even if the body dies, the soul can be immortal.

The square middle-aged man glanced at the ancient style, flashed a different color in his eyes, and whispered, "it's true."

Then he bent his fingers a little, and a touch of brilliance shot from between his eyes and into the body of the ancient wind.

"Buzz."

The ancient wind's body trembled slightly. At this moment, he actually found that he had lost control of his body. The star life grid swayed and brightened, filling the underground palace. The six big stars exuded strong authority, the surging Star River and the surge of spiritual power.

"The sun star and the Yin star are condensed unexpectedly." the unreal figure looked at the six big stars of the ancient style, and a touch of surprise flashed in his eyes. Obviously, he didn't expect to see such a scene.

"Don't be afraid, little guy. I won't do anything bad for you." the illusory figure glanced at the ancient wind and said.

Gu Feng didn't say it, but his heart was always vigilant.

The illusory figure shook his head and pointed again. Suddenly, the blood of the ancient wind's body was boiling, and the magnificent blood filled the whole underground palace, just like the ocean.

"This..." the look of surprise flashed in Gu Feng's eyes. He knew that his blood power was very strong, but he was so strong by the illusory figure in front of him.

Soon he noticed the difference. It was a resonance, a resonance from blood and soul.

"It's strange, isn't it?" the illusory figure smiled and said, "the reason why it resonates is that you and I originally come from a unified family and have the same blood. However, my blood power is more powerful. Although my body and blood are no longer, that power has long been branded in our soul."

"Ancestors?"

The ancient wind looked a little excited and shouted. This time he had no doubt.

"HMM." the illusory figure smiled, but then frowned: "your blood is too complex. No wonder you have the talent of six-star life style, but you are just a martial cultivation in the quintessence and dual realm."

Hearing the old ancestor's words, the ancient wind couldn't help grinning. It's very rare for him to have a pure and dual environment at his age.

"Well, since you are my descendant, I will give you a good fortune." the illusory figure smiled and palmed gently for a while, and the ground at the foot of the ancient wind left, and a strong blood force gushed out.

With the surge of blood power, the blood gas on the ancient wind also received traction and became entangled with it.

"Old ancestor, what is this?" there has been some speculation in the ancient wind.

"This is my blood essence. Although my blood is not pure, it is hundreds of times more pure than your blood." the illusory figure smiled faintly: "go in and use this pool of blood essence to refine your own blood power."

"Yes," said the old wind, and jumped in.

When he jumped into the pool, he felt the pure blood power around him pouring into his body. The blood power cut his flesh and blood like a sharp blade.

"Ah..."

The ancient wind hissed in pain, and his face turned white in an instant. He never thought that refining blood was such a painful thing.

"Hold on, because your blood is too complex. If you want to refine pure blood, you must experience the pain of cutting meat and scraping bones." the illusory figure said, with some worry on his face.

He was also refined by this blood, and of course he knew the pain. However, if you can survive, the benefits are also very great.

The pain lasted for an hour before it gradually disappeared. At this time, the ancient wind body was like crystal chalcedony, and the blood flowing in his body could be seen.

"Master, do you have to be so worried?" the bone's indifferent voice fluctuated.

"Alas, in an extraordinary time, you can only use extraordinary means." the illusory figure sighed: "you must have noticed that those strange demons will appear again, so some things must be accelerated."

The voice fell, and the illusory figure sat cross legged on the sarcophagus. The time required for blood exchange is not short, that is, the pain borne by the ancient wind will be for a long time. In this quiet hall, time flies and ten days pass in the blink of an eye.

On the eleventh day, the ancient wind with eyes closed finally moved.