Beast Blood Panlong

Along the way, the three treasures have swallowed a lot of spirit-boosting pills. It seems that they have a lot of wealth. As long as they can be killed, they will definitely make a fortune.

What makes the old man most happy is that as he gets to know his opponent better, he has discovered that this masked young man's true cultivation level is only that of a junior spiritual commander.

The gap between a junior spiritual commander and a junior spiritual king is not just a tiny bit.

At this time, the old man even hoped that the other disciples would not arrive so quickly, so that he could monopolize the victory.

Wielding a slender thin knife, the old man excitedly slashed at his opponent's head.

Sanbao sneered, instead of retreating, he advanced forward, blocking hard with one hand, and even met the opponent's blade with his bare hands.

"What a foolish guy~"

The old man was secretly happy in his heart. What he was wielding was not an ordinary weapon, but a long sword, a spiritual weapon. The other party was probably being chased and made a fool of himself, so he made such a suicidal move.

Chi.

There was a soft sound, and the opponent's palm was not split open as easily as expected. On the contrary, the old man felt the blade of the knife tighten. When he looked again, he saw that the opponent actually held the blade of his own in his hand with one hand.

If the old man was careful, he would have discovered that Sanbao was wearing a pair of bronze gloves, which were the spiritual weapon gloves given by Jing Yifei.

Played the role of a surprise soldier at the critical moment.

Spiritual weapon vs. spiritual weapon, intentional vs. unintentional, the old man suddenly felt something bad.

"Take it off for me~"

Sambo yanked hard.

Sanbao's arm strength was so strong that when the old man wasn't paying attention, his right hand covered with a faint golden light actually snatched away the opponent's long sword.

"ah?"

Seeing Kong Kong's right hand, the old man was stunned. When he reacted again, Sambo had already slashed at him with a long knife.

Suddenly losing his weapon, the old man was a little panicked, but he was an elder of the Baiye Sect after all, and he was very experienced. With one hand, he easily flicked away the long knife that San Bao had just captured, and then pushed out a palm with his left hand.

Sanbao did not dare to take a hard hit and retreated sharply. The old man took the opportunity to shrink back and punched again.

Sanbao had no choice but to retreat again, and at the same time Hengdao blocked it.

Between opening and closing, the two quickly exchanged more than ten moves.

The old man relied on his strong cultivation to force the three treasures back dozens of meters.

There was a click.

After all, Sanbao was not good with weapons, so the opponent kicked the long knife away from his hand, and the two had to fight with their bare hands.

As the golden light filled the air in his hand, Sanbao regained his slight disadvantage. The power of the Nine-fold Claw had allowed Sanbao to barely cross the level to fight against the enemy. Moreover, the opponent had lost the weapon in hand. For a while, the two of them were attacking and defending.

The fight was evenly matched.

Both of them were severely depleted of spiritual energy, and the power of their spiritual skills was more than twice as small as usual.

After all, the three treasures are not cultivated enough. As the spiritual power is consumed, the whole person is shrouded in the opponent's set of Five Elements Fist. Coupled with the suppression of the opponent's aura, it is impossible to escape at this time.

Fortunately, the other party only wanted to monopolize the belongings of the three treasures. Otherwise, his greetings would be received by his companions dozens of miles away, and the three treasures would not even be able to escape.

finally.

San Bao began to lose his support, and was hit by the opponent's fists from time to time. Although it was not fatal, it should not be underestimated. The knife wound on his calf has always affected San Bao's strength.

"Are you really going to die here today?"

Sanbao regretted his action very much. Although he had conducted sophisticated investigation and estimation before, he did not consider that Baiye Sect would send so many experts here.

Only then did he put himself to death.

It's just useless to regret, forget it, kill one to get enough money, kill two to earn one.

"Boy, suffer death~"

Seeing that the Three Treasures were getting weaker and weaker, the corners of the old man's mouth slowly curled up.

A powerful and heavy straight hook hit Sanbao on the head. As long as he was hit by it, Sanbao would probably be dead even if he didn't die.

"If we can't escape, then let's die together~"

Sanbao mobilized the remaining spiritual power he had finally accumulated throughout his body and launched the most powerful move of the Nine-fold Claw.

At this moment, the three treasures exploded with all their potential, and with only one move left, either you died or I died.

Suddenly, an inexplicable energy in the body was activated, like a torrent that had been sealed for many years suddenly opened its gates.

This inexplicable energy instantly merged with spiritual power, and burst out suddenly through Sanbao's hands.

Nine phantoms suddenly appeared in the sky, and then converged into a golden light, turning into a huge staring handprint and hitting the old man fiercely.

Seeing the three treasures dying together, the old man didn't want to fight desperately. He retracted his fist and blocked it in front of his chest. He also took a few steps back at the same time.

But when he saw the huge golden handprint in the sky, he was stunned.

"Oh my god? What is this~"

The huge power made the old man's heart burst with fear. It was too late to dodge backwards, so he had to wave his fists quickly, forming a protective aura in front of him.

There was a loud bang.

Sanbao shook his body, but finally did not fall down, and looked ahead in disbelief.

The old man in black was already lying on the ground motionless. His body seemed to have been torn apart by a pride of lions. His entire body was almost covered in blood and flesh and was piled in one piece.

Raising his palm, Sanbao looked at it several times in disbelief.

"It's the Kongclaw, it's the Kongclaw. I actually activated the innate magical power, the Kongclaw..." Sambo, who was reborn from death, laughed happily.

Just by smiling, I realized that I had a splitting headache, my body was shaking, and I almost fell to the ground.

Within one move, the soul power was almost drained.

"what happened?"

Sanbao couldn't care less about the many doubts, he didn't even have time to collect the loot, and limped away into the jungle.

Without the entanglement of the old man in black, Sanbao quickly got rid of the pursuit of several people.

A few hours later.

After blocking the entrance of a bear cave with a huge stone, Sanbao fell to the ground with a thud and fainted.

I don't know how long I have been asleep.

When Sanbao woke up again, it was pitch black outside the cave.

His whole body was aching, and even his meridians were a little out of control. What Sanbao didn't expect the most was that even his soul power, which he had always been proud of, seemed to be completely exhausted.

The previous battle and excessive consumption of spirit-boosting pills had brought Sanbao's body to its limit long ago.

This is because the Three Treasures have a natural bloodline. If they had practiced ordinary spiritual practice, they would have been injured long ago and would not be able to recover for another three or two years.

Lying cross-legged on the ground, the Three Treasures slowly entered into the practice.

One Sunday, two Sundays...

After a day and a night, the spiritual power in the body finally recovered, but it may take some time for the internal injuries to the meridians and a few external injuries.

The recovery of soul power also takes time, and only 20 to 30% of the energy can be recovered in one day and one night.

The last scene of the previous battle with the old man in black kept revolving in Sanbao's mind...

When the nine-fold claws were completed before, he could cast out nine phantoms and finally combine them into a hand seal. However, at that time, the golden seal formed by the nine phantoms was just a phantom and did not have much power.

But this time is completely different. Almost every one of the nine phantoms contains a large amount of golden spiritual power absorbed from the void. Finally, they are superimposed together to form a solid handprint, which is a powerful innate magical power——

Stack empty claws.

Yes, that's it.

Sanbao thought over and over again about the last move with the old man.

Stack empty claws.

He finally activated the first innate magical power in his bloodline.

It is indeed a gifted magical power. Although it consumes the remaining soul power in one move, its power is simply unimaginable.

"I understand, I finally understand..."

Since the completion of the Nine-fold Claw, Sanbao has always wanted to activate his innate magical powers, but has never been able to do so. Until today, Sanbao finally understood that the original innate magical powers not only use spiritual power and soul power, but also the power of blood hidden in the body.

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Not only that, but there should be a very good fit between them.

This point of convergence is difficult to grasp. If it had not been for that moment of life and death, it would have been extremely difficult to realize...

At that time, I was determined to die at my own risk. My mind and body were absolutely concentrated and almost merged into one...

Right, that is it.

While San Bao was thinking, he used his soul power to match his spiritual power again, and the blood power in his body also activated. Countless spiritual energy gathered in San Bao's hands in the void.