1336: C1336 Purple Molten Core

C1336 Purple Molten Core

The ancient race competition ended just like that. All the patriarchs of the ancient race left with their disciples. However, the news about Han Feng and Meng Yaqing didn't stop for a long time. Not long after that, the news spread to the ears of all the disciples of the ancient race. Even some of the Great Power disciples in the outside world had heard about it.

In a certain fiery cave within the Yan Clan.

Ancestor Shixiong, Han Feng, and Meng Yaqing sat cross-legged facing each other.

Seeing Han Feng and Meng Yaqing being so reserved, Ancestor Shixiong said with a smile, "You two don't have to be so nervous. I called you here because I wanted to see the two future True Gods. "

Han Feng quickly said, "Senior thinks too highly of this junior. The level of a True God is not something this junior can hope for. "

Old Ancestor Shixiong said with a smile that was not a smile. "Kid, have you really never thought of becoming a True God in the future?"

Han Feng's face stiffened and he smiled awkwardly.

Meng Yaqing quickly helped him out of his predicament, "Old Ancestor, the difficulty of breaking through to the True God realm is something that I have experienced before. You should know better that we are not worthy of the words' future True God '. "

Ancestor Shixiong snorted. "The two little guys are too modest. Do you think my eyes are wrong? The Peak of Saint Realm is less than forty, and one of its combat strength is comparable to the Saint Realm Small Success. If you can't break through to the True God realm, who can?"

Both of them were shocked, but they immediately understood. With the eyesight of the Demigod Ancestor, it wasn't strange for him to be able to see their approximate age.

The reason why the two of them were so humble was because they were afraid of offending the True God Ancestor.

It was extremely difficult for any True God Patriarch to break through, yet they were arrogantly saying that the True God was extremely relaxed towards them. Wasn't this just drawing hatred?

But if the Patriarch said it, then it didn't matter.

Thinking about this, the two of them relaxed quite a bit.

Old Ancestor Shixiong stared at Han Feng and said, "Kid. . . Did you use some sort of secret technique in the past? I think your life force doesn't match your bone age. "

"Luckily, the Peak of Saint Realm has a 4000 year lifespan, which makes it seem like you're nothing. "

Meng Yaqing's heart tightened, and she immediately stared at Han Feng. Han Feng had never told her such a thing.

Han Feng forced a smile, and roughly told her about what had happened in the Middle Continent. Of course, he didn't tell her about the Nine Flames Heavenly Fire Tower or how he had become enemies with the number one true disciple of the Spiritual Race.

Ancestor Shixiong wasn't a good gossiper, so he didn't ask about it in detail.

"You have lost about a thousand years of your life force. As long as you can break through to the Saint Realm Small Success, or even reach the consummate level, a thousand years of your life force won't be a big deal. Especially after breaking through to the True God realm, losing a thousand years is nothing. "

" It's just that losing your life force will have some effect on your future cultivation and breakthrough. Fine, I'll give you a hand today. "

Ancestor Shixiong suddenly pointed his finger at Han Feng's forehead. Han Feng was shocked. He wanted to move but found that his body had been imprisoned.

Meng Yaqing's expression changed dramatically. Even if it was a demigod ancestor, she wouldn't retreat if he wanted to harm Han Feng. But soon, Meng Yaqing was shocked to find that the finger that was pointed at Han Feng's forehead had a strong fluctuation of the aura of Life.

Ancestor Shixiong was actually transferring life force to Han Feng!

Without the True God's true body, Ancestor Shixiong probably wouldn't have any life force left. However, before the True God's true body left, Ancestor Shixiong's life force was as boundless as a True God's.

It was nothing to lose a thousand years.

With the means of Ancestor Shixiong, Han Feng had almost recovered in the blink of an eye. For a moment, he was ready to break through the bottleneck of the Seventh Heaven.

This was the change brought about by his life force.

Thinking about it, breaking through to the Heaven-rank at the same time, breaking through at the age of twenty, and breaking through at the age of seventy or eighty, which one was easier to succeed? Naturally, it was the former.

Meng Yaqing saw that Han Feng had recovered, and her expression eased up. After that, she said with a cold expression, "Spirit Race!" These two words could be said to be gnashing her teeth in anger.

Han Feng said helplessly, "This is only the Spirit Race's behavior. It has nothing to do with the Spirit Race. Don't target the entire Spirit Race. "

"Hmph!" Meng Yaqing only had the doctor to reply with a cold snort.

However, Old Ancestor Shixiong laughed and said, "When did that happen? With your little boyfriend's current strength, how could he be afraid of a mere Ling Gan? When Ling Gan was at his peak, he was only on the same level as Sha Tianze. At most, he would be slightly better than Sha Tianze. "

"And judging from what your little boyfriend said, Ling Gan also used a secret magic. He won't be able to recover in a short period of time. I guess he's even worse than Sha Tianze. "

"Now that the two of them have met again, your little boyfriend will be able to kill him instantly. You can just leave the matter of revenge to your little boyfriend. You don't have to interfere. "

Meng Yaqing was so embarrassed by the words' your little boyfriend 'from Ancestor Shixiong that her face turned red. If it wasn't for the fact that Ancestor Shixiong was a demigod, She was afraid that Meng Yaqing would roll her eyes at Ancestor Shixiong.

After Ancestor Shixiong smiled, he seemed to have thought of something. He waved his hand and several purple Fire Crystals floated out of the molten lava next to him.

"Purple Molten Core!" Meng Yaqing was alarmed.

Ancestor Shixiong chuckled. "Yes, it is the Purple Molten Core. Originally, this lava was just ordinary lava. It might not be ordinary, but it was extremely ordinary for a demigod like me. "

"It's just that I've been cultivating here for so many years, and the power that is constantly spreading out has caused the lava to undergo a qualitative change. Over the years, the bottom of the lava has produced a Purple Molten Core, or I can even call it a Purple Molten Fire Crystal. "

"The Purple Molten Core is useless to Demigods and Saint Realm Big Success, but it's different for the Peak of Saint Realm and Saint Realm Small Success. "

"It's just that the Patriarch has already given all the Purple Molten Core in my Molten Core to him, and that's the only Cultivation base I have left to improve my Peak of Saint Realm and Saint Realm Small Success. "

"I'll give them to the two of you now. I hope they'll be useful to you. "

Han Feng swallowed a mouthful of saliva. After listening to the introduction, he understood what kind of precious item it was. It had an indescribable benefit to his Cultivation base. If he could obtain the Purple Molten Core, it wouldn't be impossible for him to advance to the Ninth Heavenly Layer of the Peak of Saint Realm in a short period of time.

However, Han Feng endured it. With great difficulty, he looked away from the Purple Molten Core and cupped his hands to Ancestor Shixiong. "Senior, I will not accept rewards without merit. You have already given me a thousand years of life. I cannot. . . "

Ancestor Shixiong sighed. "I naturally have a request for you," Old Ancestor Shixiong said.

Han Feng and Meng Yaqing looked at each other in dismay. As the dignified Demigod Old Ancestor, his main body was a True God Cultivation base, but he still had a request for them?

Seeing this, Ancestor Shixiong waved at the two of them. "Sit down in peace. I'll tell you right away, Ancestor Shixiong said. "

After that, the news about the Sky Reaching Divine Realm was spread to the two of them from Ancestor Shixiong's mouth.

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