Above the Hundred-story tower of the Xue Family, the ancestor of the Xue Family looked at the messenger talisman in his hand, and a smile appeared on his dark face...

"Dingtian Sect can really find a way to specify a task. This is just right to get rid of Xia Zhanhong and save him from getting in the way!"

Xue Sha bowed and stood in front of the ancestor of the Blood Family and whispered: "In this way, we can directly let the Endless Mountains take action, so our Xue Family does not need to take the risk of exposing it!"

The ancestor of the Blood Family thought for a while and said, "I will notify the Lord later! But we are still responsible for delivering that dragon lotus seed to No. 1. This way, it is safer to act separately!"

"Yes!" Xue Sha responded, turned around and left quickly.

A moment later, a shadow appeared in the room, and a faint voice asked, "What's the matter with the sea of ​​blood?"

"Lord! Dingtian Sect has arranged a designated mission, and Xia Zhanhong will leave Dingtian Sect soon!" Xuehaidao.

"Well..." Light and Shadow pondered for a moment and said, "The Demon King is about to leave the gate, and the monsters in the endless mountains are ready to move. I may have a fight here! This time, I can only send two saint-level primary levels, please see what the arrangement is!"

"Kill Xia Zhanhong, two holy levels are enough!" The ancestor of the Blood Family nodded.

Then, the light and shadow instantly gathered and disappeared into the space...

On a mountain near the main peak, Lan Xin and a young man stood shoulder to shoulder.

The young man has long hair and a thin figure, and looks calm. If he looks closely, he will find that this person is three-point similar to Lan Xin.

"Brother, you have to help me with this designated mission!" Lan Xin said solemnly.

"Lan Xin, you are so careful. There will be no problem with this mission. The sect is eliminating Xia Zhanhong's vigilance!" said the young man lightly.

"I'm afraid that the sect will give up on us for the sake of Xia Zhanhong!" Lan Xin looked a little nervous when he said this!

"No! In the desperate situation of the Tianmen, the older you are, the higher your cultivation level, the stronger your suppression! When you enter the Saint-level, you will be suppressed to the level of the king! This is why the sect's selection is different from the past... The Tianmen's desperate situation is full of crisis, and it is impossible to gain something with just one or two people. You five are very important. The sect will not give up on you!"

Qing Young patted Lan Xin on the shoulder and smiled at him, trying to relieve his tension.

But Lan Xin still frowned and shook his head and said, "Brother! Xia Zhanhong has acted too much these days. The sect will definitely put in a lot of effort... He is the key to the desperate situation of the Tianmen. Even if we are gone, the sect will have enough time to find a few people who are suitable for their age and cultivation..."

When the young man heard this, his expression calmed down and he was meditating and silent.

"Brother, you are a direct disciple. The sect will not interfere with your whereabouts..." Lan Xin continued to persuade.

"This time, the desperate situation of Tianmen is of great importance. It is the presidency of the sect leader on the surface, but in fact, the three Supreme Elders are paying attention... If I intervene, it may cause unnecessary trouble!"

"The ancestor has reached the critical point of breakthrough. As long as I make a profit in the desperate territory of Tianmen, our family will be able to produce an inner spirit master... My father has already looked forward to a region with abundant resources! As long as the ancestor breaks through, we can occupy that region and no longer have to live under the control of Dingtian Sect..." Lan Xin said excitedly.

When the young man heard this, his eyes lit up and he nodded, "Okay! I'll just go there... But if you are not in danger, I won't take action!"

"Thank you, brother!" Lan Xin was overjoyed, smiled and bowed to the young man, then turned around and went down the mountain...

Xia Zhanhong sat cross-legged in the spiritual spring, and a hundred spiritual pills had been taken completely. With the nourishment of the huge medicinal power, his spiritual thoughts became thicker and thicker and more solider...

A day later, two dazzling light suddenly burst out from Xia Zhanhong's narrowed eyes, and a huge amount of true power surged into his brain.

With the increase in physical strength, Xia Zhanhong's brain domain spiritual dividing becomes more tough. However, since he was promoted to the Saint Level, his true power has become more solid and more powerful.

The filaments of true power surged into my mind, hitting the diaphragm, making waves of roars.

Xia Zhanhong's acupoints were like 360 ​​whirlpools, sucking the spiritual energy from the spring water into his body and quickly transforming it into true power.

Millions, tens of millions, one hundred millions, one billion... From day to night, more diaphragms were forcibly broken...

By noon the next day, the spiritual energy in the spiritual spring could no longer supply Xia Zhanhong's consumption. The fog floating on the mountain began to gather rapidly towards the spring water, and the high-level spiritual energy overflowed from the spring was absorbed directly by him.

At night, the roar in Xia Zhanhong's mind began to gradually decrease. The high-level spiritual energy overflowing from the spring eyes also showed a tendency to shrink.

It was midnight, and the thick fog originally wrapped in the mountain peaks was now only a thin layer.

At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from Xia Zhanhong's mind, and a smile finally appeared on his solemn face.

The absorption of spiritual energy stopped, Xia Zhanhong jumped to the shore and laughed: "The second area of ​​the fourth layer of the brain area has finally been opened! Half of it is left..."

As he said that, Xia Zhanhong showed an expression of enjoyment. The strange energy in the sea of ​​soul surged out, flowing through the whole body, nourishing every spiritual god. He could clearly feel that the spiritual god became more full and solid, and the fluctuations of the power of the spiritual god were even stronger.

The colorful inner alchemy continues to grow, which is equivalent to duck eggs. The colorful halo is waving, and the true power is as viscous as a slurry, and then it turns into countless streams, penetrates into every tiny gap in the body...

"Huh~" Xia Zhanhong breathed a sigh of relief and his smile gradually closed: "The fourth level of brain area has been opened halfway! The body strength has been improved again... Just now, the second area has been opened, and the spiritual energy of the entire mountain peak has almost been exhausted. Then, I don't know how much spiritual energy it takes to open the third area..."

Turning his head to look at Lingquan, Xia Zhanhong shook his head slightly: "It's a pity that there are too few that are overflowing from this advanced spiritual energy. If there are more, you can go here to practice in the future!"

Closed his eyes slightly, Xia Zhanhong made a boxing posture and started moving in place.

At this time, Xia Zhanhong's 90th fist had reached a small state, and he moved silently, like a breeze floating in the air until there was no trace...

After a long time, dawn came, and a line of 100 appeared in the east horizon, and Xia Zhanhong stopped.

"The ninth style of fist stance is not far from the Great Success. I guess as long as I break through the third area of ​​the fourth level of the brain, I will immediately reach... the ninth style of fist stance equivalent to the middle-grade Xuan-level. If I practice to the Great Success, even if I am still not a Saint-level opponent, I can fight with him for a while!"

With a breath, Xia Zhanhong squirted his fist. He slowly stood up straight and said in his heart: "With the strength of the current spiritual god's power, I wonder if I can use the sealing formation?"

Thinking in his mind, Xia Zhanhong sat short on the shore, closed his eyes and entered into meditation, silently mobilizing the true power and the power of the spiritual god.

Since he felt like he was being spied, he has never revealed his formation again. Even if he practices, he still practices condensing runes in his body...

After a while, Xia Zhanhong opened his eyes and lowered his head slightly. He showed regret: "It's still not possible. The power of the spirit god is just a little short. It seems that he has to open the third area of ​​the fourth level of the brain area... But the mysterious middle-grade martial arts sword rain can be used..."

"But we will set out tomorrow, and we don't have time to practice the martial arts of Sword Rain! This time the designated task is simple, but I always feel a little uneasy..."

When Xia Zhanhong was in a little trouble, the voice of a green fox suddenly came from his ears: "Brother Zhanhong, your spiritual sense has been greatly improved now. It should be no problem to control the two puppets. There is still a holy-level killing rat in your space!"

"Oh!" Xia Zhanhong's eyes were fixed, and he reached out and pressed his abdomen, where the green fox was pressing against him tightly.

"Isn't that Killing Rat's brain completely destroyed? How can it be refined into a puppet?" Xia Zhanhong said in a voice transmission.

According to the puppet refining method he found from the pages of the book, if the brain of the refined object is completely broken and cannot bear his consciousness, he will not be able to control it at all!

"Your gun just burned its soul with flames, and your brain was not completely destroyed!" Qinghu replied.

"Uh!" Xia Zhanhong was a little stunned. After thinking about it carefully, it seemed that this was the case. When he attacked the shot, he used a little black spiritual fire, and the colorful flames did not explode.

When Xia Zhanhong thought of this, he was immediately overjoyed. His consciousness entered the space in his palm and immediately investigated the corpse of the slaying rat with green blood. Sure enough, he found that the situation was as the green fox said.

"Ling'er! Thank you!" Xia Zhanhong smiled and rubbed his abdomen, then all his consciousness and true power were sent into the palm space...

Another day passed, Xia Zhanhong opened his eyes and jumped up from the ground, moved his hands and feet gently, turned around and walked quickly down the mountain...

Thousands of miles southwest of Dingtian Sect, a small flying boat rowed out a dazzling stream of light in the air.

All around, Xia Zhanhong and Wei Tai stood by the window, staring into the distance. At the head of the boat, two inner disciples took turns to control the flying boat.

"A small village was looted thousands of miles ahead, and there were 116 people in the village, regardless of gender, age, and no one survived. Judging from the techniques, it was very similar to the eight thieves in Tongshan..."

Next to Xia Zhanhong, Wei Tai held a note in his hand and whispered: "Junior brother! What do you think? This time we are just a supporter, you are here to make big ideas!"

"Yeah!" Xia Zhanhong nodded, turned his head to look at the other four people, and then asked, "Senior Brother, how long has this news been?"

"It's been a day, and the location of that village is very remote. If there weren't people from the city who went there to collect specialties, I'm afraid I wouldn't have discovered it yet!" Wei Tai said.

"The day has been a little longer, but let's go and look for clues!" Xia Zhanhong said.

"Okay!" Wei Tai nodded, turned to Zhoutou and said, "Two senior brothers, let's go to the village where something happened!"

At one clock, the flying boat had already flew thousands of miles and landed in the destroyed village.

As soon as he walked off the flying boat, the strong smell of blood made Xia Zhanhong frown. He looked around and saw that the small village was broken and ruins were everywhere, many houses were half-collapsed, and some places were charred, which was typically looted.

"After the accident was discovered, the town had sent people to take over the villagers' bodies. Should we go and take a look!" Wei Tai asked.

Xia Zhanhong waved his hand: "I don't know the eight thieves' killing methods. Senior brother, please check it out and determine if it was their actions... We went around to find traces of each other's departure!"

Wei Tai nodded, greeted the two inner disciples, and turned around and left. Xia Zhanhong and others quickly scattered around and slowly searched for the village...

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