Beast Blood Panlong

Yang Xiao is right. Although the six months in the Golden Prison have greatly increased the strength of the Three Treasures, the pain of burning the bones and refining the bones, washing the essence and cutting the marrow during these six months cannot be expressed in words. The only way is to enter the Golden Prison.

Only those who are young can truly experience it, and the longer you stay in the golden prison, the greater this pain will be.

This is why Sanbao just came out of the Golden Prison six months later. Even though he was as powerful as Yang Dao, his face was full of admiration.

In fact, the Golden Prison is also called the Land of Nirvana among the Mangyang tribe.

Nirvana is a matter of nine deaths. It is a huge torture or even destruction for both the body and the soul. Of course, once successful, the strength will immediately increase dramatically.

It was precisely by relying on super perseverance and strong soul power that Sanbao persisted in the golden prison for six full months.

No effort, no gain, success is no accident.

"Senior, can you tell me about my saint ancestor?" Sanbao finally understood that it turned out that the saint ancestor Yang Xiao had "noticed" him for a long time, but he didn't know it.

"Actually, there is nothing to say. When your Saint Ancestor came to our clan and wanted to enter the Golden Prison to practice, I naturally stopped him. Then I was defeated, and I was convinced that I lost; then your Saint Ancestor will

After absorbing all the gold source of my clan's nirvana land, he walked away. After he returned, he began to attack the realm of gods. You should also know what happened next, Tian is jealous of Yingcai..."

Although Yang Xiao said it lightly, Sanbao knew that the battle at that time must have been earth-shattering, and judging from Yang Xiao's expression, it seemed that he was sincerely convinced of the defeat.

Yang Xiao's strength was already terrifying and could convince him. At that time, Sanbao himself did not dare to think about how much cultivation the Holy Ancestor of Buddha had achieved.

Of course, then again, if Luobudu had not reached that level back then, how could it have dared to attack the extremely ethereal spiritual realm.

"Senior, actually I came here today mainly to inquire about one thing from you. I heard an old guard who worked for my Saint Ancestor said that my Saint Ancestor once left a trace of his soul in Mangyang Mountain. I wonder if Senior ever knew that.

This matter!" After the two chatted for a while, Sanbao asked.

"Hmph, I knew you were here for this the first time I saw you. Come with me!" Yang Xiao chuckled and left the cave with Sanbao.

Soon, the two came to the top of Jinshan Mountain where the Golden Prison was located again.

"Lord Saint Ancestor, you are out of seclusion. Hey, Jin Pengluo, why are you back again!" Seeing the two men coming from the air, Yang Dao, the guardian of the Golden Prison, stood up and said.

"Well, just hold the entrance to the cave. I'll take Xiao Luo down there!" Yang Xiao nodded, and then took Sanbao down to the Golden Prison again.

Compared with the first time, only about half of the "golden pool" in the cave is left, which makes Sanbao a little embarrassed. After all, for the Mangyang tribe, this small original pool is the strong foundation and foundation of their tribe.

The hope of inheritance.

And he sucked half of it away in one go, which was a huge loss to the Mangyang Clan.

Of course, if the Holy Ancestor of the Buddha had sucked it all in one breath, the Three Treasures would be considered "courteous" this time, as half of it was left after all.

"Don't be embarrassed. I didn't blame your Saint Ancestor for sucking up all my origins back then. As long as you have this ability, our Mangyang Clan will never say a word. Of course, in fact, this Golden Prison has

A share of your Jinpeng clan, you come with me!"

While Yang Xiao was explaining to Sanbao, he made a few handprints in an open space next to the Golden Prison. As he made these handprints, a black golden portal suddenly appeared in front of the plain gold and stone rock wall.

It's a portal, and it's a special portal that can be hidden.

"What is this?" After practicing in the Golden Prison for half a year, the Three Treasures did not find this Golden Gate, which shows how concealed it is.

"This is a special space built by the ancestors of the Jinpeng and Mangyang tribes back then. Come with me!" Yang Xiao didn't say much, gave a brief introduction, and took the lead in entering the portal with countless golden lights.

Sanbao followed closely behind, and with two whooshing sounds, the two of them disappeared one after another.

In a dark mysterious space, two people appeared one after another.

Looking up and looking around, Sanbao felt that he should be standing in a large underground cave. The entire cave was completely sealed and imprisoned by a strange secret. Only an equally golden portal fell quietly into the cave.

In the corner.

"Look, what is that?" Yang Xiao flicked his hand, and a ray of fire suddenly appeared in front of the two of them, and quickly illuminated the entire space.

"Oh, that's it?"

The moment the fire light came on, Sanbao discovered that there was a huge golden bird lying on the ground just a few hundred meters in front of him.

This bird's body is dozens of meters long and wide, and its entire body is golden, with golden wings, a golden beak, giant golden claws, and a golden head.

The moment he saw this bird, Sanbao suddenly felt that the blood in his body was boiling, and even his soul seemed to be leaving his body. The resonance from the blood and soul made Sanbao know very clearly that the bird in front of him was

The giant bird is none other than his own bloodline divine beast - the Purple-Eyed Golden Roc.

From hundreds of meters away, Sanbao could feel a faint pressure, and there was a hint of kindness in the pressure.

There is no doubt that this is the corpse of a golden roc that has been dead for many years, but even so, the power of the golden element that has been condensed to the extreme is still extremely strong, and around him, Sanbao can feel countless golden spirits.

Power slowly gathers towards it...

"This golden roc is the ancestor of the golden roc clan in Mangyang Mountain. It is precisely because of his existence that the golden prison can slowly absorb the origin of the metal element scattered throughout the mangyang mountain into the golden prison, so I say that the golden roc

You Jinpeng clan also has a share in prison!"

The two slowly walked to Jin Peng's body, and Yang Xiao explained.

"What level is this Jin Peng? How can it still have such a powerful aura even after it is dead?" Sanbao nodded, carefully looked at the Jin Peng in front of him, and asked.

"The level is probably the peak of the eighth level, but it is a holy beast that has gone through nirvana at least three times. It is only half a step away from the real divine beast! It's a pity that it failed after all. Is the divine level really that difficult?" Maybe it is?

Recalling that Luobudu also failed to attack the spiritual god not long ago, Yang Xiao said with emotion.

"Is the spirit of my saint ancestor still here?"

After observing for a while, Sanbao found that there was no other special place in the entire space except for the eighth-level golden roc in front of him. Moreover, Yang Xiao brought it here directly. This shows that the divided soul of Saint Ancestor of Buddha should be with this one.

Jinpeng related.

"That's right, the split soul of your saint ancestor is in the soul sea of ​​this golden roc. This was left behind when he left the clan. Only the eighth-level peak golden roc's soul sea can keep the soul of your saint ancestor.

The soul is immortal, but resurrecting him is not an easy task, you must be well prepared!"

Half an hour later, the two came out of the Golden Prison.

When Sanbao returned to Jinshan, besides Yang Dao, Yang Xue also came at some unknown time.

"Holy Ancestor, you are out of prison. Jin Pengluo. I heard that you were out of prison. I rushed over here. Your things are still in my hands. Do you want to take them back?" Seeing Sanbao and his wife coming out of Jin Pengluo,

Yang Xue seemed very happy. After saying hello to the ancestor Yang Xiao of the Mangyang clan, he quickly came to Sanbao and shook the storage ring and a very ordinary storage bag in his hand.

It is exactly what the Three Treasures put at the entrance of the cave before entering the Golden Prison.

"Of course I have to take it back."

Sanbao smiled, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, Yang Xue shrank and hid behind Yang Xiao, and then said playfully: "You can take it back if you want, but you have to promise to take me to the mainland to play, how about it?"

"Don't be ridiculous, Xiao Luo has something important to do, return the things to others!" Yang Xiao took San Bao's things from Yang Xue's hands, and then handed them to San Bao.

"Thank you, senior. I'll take my leave then! Miss Yang, we'll meet again later!" Sanbao breathed a sigh of relief after taking the ring and storage bag.

I don’t know how many difficulties are waiting for me ahead, but I am still in the mood to take Yang Xue to play. Now that the Holy Ancestor’s split soul has been found, the next step is to find the materials needed to resurrect the Holy Ancestor, and at the same time improve myself as quickly as possible

strength.

"Well, it's easy to go. Remember my words, come back here after you have found everything. I will help you guard that place!"

"Jin Pengluo, don't leave, I want to go with you!"

"Don't be ridiculous, why don't you show me the patch of iron tree silver flowers that are about to mature..."

"Good go, Brother Luo!" Yang Dao also smiled and nodded.

After imprinting the different expressions of the three Mangyang clan members into their hearts, the three treasures flew toward the southeast in the sky.

While flying rapidly, Sanbao used some secret method to slowly control the spiritual power in his body. Gradually, Sanbao's whole aura changed from strong to weak, and finally became void.

At this moment, even if someone is standing in front of the Three Jewels, it would be difficult to sense the existence of the Three Jewels unless they can see it with their eyes.

"Well, yes, Saint Ancestor Yang Xiao's concealment method is indeed very effective. This time, no matter how clever the nose of the long-haired lion is, he can't smell my breath!"

From Yang Xiao's mouth, Sanbao learned that the reason why Lingsheng Motu could track him all the way to Mangyang Mountain was because the Qilin Lion bloodline had a very powerful tracking power. As long as he could collect a trace of the opponent's breath, even if it was

Within thousands of miles, the general direction of the other party can be sensed.

Mo Tu relied on this talent to chase him all the way to Mangyang Mountain. For this reason, Yang Xiao specially sent Sanbao a profound hidden magical power called "Yangqian". This magical power can not only hide his own cultivation

Because, you can also converge your own breath to the extreme.

After Sanbao tried it for a while, he found that the effect of its concealment cultivation was more than ten times better than that of the Huntian Cover that he had learned from Miao Tian. Moreover, it did not require much spiritual power at all and could be used on the body at any time.