Xu Ran was shocked when he heard this.

The other party was actually able to clearly see his own cultivation and realm!

A wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Then he calmed down, stepped forward, and held the handle of the Xuesha knife with both hands.

"here we go."

The white-haired old man looked indifferent. As he finished speaking, a rich and terrifying aura suddenly rushed out, like a sharp blade piercing into the soul. Xu Ran's pupils suddenly shrank, and his entire face instantly turned pale and bloodless.

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The severe pain from his soul made Xu Ran tremble all over and twist in pain.

"Is this all you can do?"

The white-haired old man saw this and said sarcastically.

Xu Ran gritted his teeth so hard that he endured the severe pain and clung to the ground with both feet.

Be determined and never take a step back.

After all, Xu Ran is also a genius on Xiaoyue Dynasty's Hidden Dragon List.

How can you be humiliated like this?

His pupils flashed with determination, and even if the pain penetrated his heart, he was unwilling to bow his head.

With your remaining consciousness, you must not underestimate me!

Xu Ran's face was full of determination.

Back off? I won’t, I won’t!

Even if you die, you won’t retreat!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The mental power like waves roared one after another, venting wantonly in Xu Ran's mind, so wantonly that it almost crushed everything.

In addition, there is a strong murderous intention, intending to drag him into the abyss.

Xu Jiaqi was so nervous that her palms were sweating, "Brother, you can definitely do it!"

Finally, Xu Ran couldn't help but roar.

It hurts so much that my entire consciousness will be wiped out!

It seems as if he will completely melt into it, and his soul will be scattered!

The white-haired old man's pupils shrank slightly, and his attitude changed from contemptuous and contemptuous at the beginning to a bit solemn.

This is an ancient battlefield in the Holy Realm, and the holy magic weapons in the Divine Weapon Cemetery are also very good. Logically speaking, the cultivation level of the cultivator must at least reach the Holy Realm before he is qualified to be recognized by the magic weapons and be recognized by them.

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As for Xu Ran, he is only halfway to the holy realm.

However, because he is an array master, his mental strength is much stronger than that of ordinary practitioners, so he can persist.

If it were an ordinary cultivator who had reached the half-step holy realm, he would have been struck by this spirit in just an instant and knocked out!

Therefore, seeing that Xu Ran could persist, the white-haired old man still put away his contempt in his heart.

Although his realm is not high, he has a firm Taoist heart!

This is so precious!

"Ah ah ah, I don't want to retreat!"

A beast-like roar came from Xu Ran's throat.

The power of runes burst out from all over his body at the same time, and the runes behind him were also formed, wanting to help him resist this terrifying mental impact and overcome the difficulties together.

But even though Xu Ran risked everything, he still wasn't recognized in the end.

boom!

There was a muffled sound, and Xu Ran's body was thrown dozens of meters away.

He was half-kneeling on the ground, breathing heavily, sweating profusely, and his pupils were full of unwillingness.

"Only a little bit..."

Xu Ran clenched his fists fiercely.

A lot of regrets immediately rose in my heart!

He knew that if his realm could reach the holy realm, with his identity as an array master and his strong spiritual power, he would definitely be able to make the remaining consciousness on this holy magic weapon recognize its owner.

What a pity, what a pity!

"You've wasted an opportunity."

The white-haired old man withdrew his gaze and said indifferently, "However, because of your hard work, I can give you a piece of advice. The more blood-evil energy is condensed into a magic weapon, the more difficult it is to recognize its owner. If you are not in the realm,

In the holy realm, you are naturally at a disadvantage, so you can try some holy magic weapons with a calmer breath!"

"Thank you, senior."

Xu Ran's voice was a little bitter.

After spending a lot of effort, in the end, he failed to make him recognize his master.

The emotions in my heart are extremely complex.

Regret, unwillingness, loss.

"Let's go."

Ye Chen withdrew his gaze and walked away.

"Why, seeing your companions fail, have you lost the courage to even give it a try?"

The white-haired old man looked at Ye Chen's back and sneered.

In his opinion, Ye Chen belongs to the kind of person who claims to be more powerful than anyone else, but actually doesn't have much strength.

Remember what he said before, what should we do if we have three opportunities to make three holy magic weapons surrender?

Listen, how stupid, ignorant, and ridiculous a person must be to say such a thing?

Do you think that holy instruments are just cabbage on the roadside for you to choose from?

If you don't have the best strength, don't be embarrassed.

After hearing this, Ye Chen turned his head in surprise, pointed at his nose and asked, "Are you talking to me?"

"Why, apart from you, is there anyone else?"

There was a deep sarcasm on the face of the white-haired old man, "At least your companions can persist to the end. Due to their realm, failure is inevitable, but you, you don't even dare to try, compared to you

My companions are far behind!"

When Xu Ran heard this, his face turned green.

My ancestor, can you please stop involving me?

You may not like Ye Chen, but that's between you two.

I'm so innocent, why did you involve me?

If Ye Chen holds a grudge against me because of this, who should I go to to reason with him?

Ye Chen smiled calmly, "If you don't try, there is a reason."

"It's nothing more than fear."

The white-haired old man sneered, the disdain on his face getting stronger.

"Afraid? Not really."

Ye Chen pondered for a while, "The main thing is that I don't want to waste my qualifications on you. After all, you said before that there are only three opportunities in total. Since the opportunities are limited, I must choose the magic weapon that suits me best."

As soon as these words came out, the white-haired old man froze on the spot.

The bloody sword he held in his hand was also trembling slightly.

How arrogant, how arrogant?

Why is this man's tone so loud!

Who does he think he is?

"Hahahahaha!"

The white-haired old man laughed angrily, "You don't really think that with your own strength, you can get the recognition of a holy magic weapon? Do you deserve it?"

"It's not a question of whether I'm worthy or not, it's just that I don't want to waste my only three opportunities because of a piece of trash."

Ye Chen looked serious and spoke every word.

He originally didn't want to waste so much time with this white-haired old man. The Blood-Destroying Sword was indeed very powerful and contained a terrifying evil spirit. It could play a very exaggerated role in battle.
To be continued...