Dou Po: Xuan Emperor Xiao Xuan

Chapter 45 Seventh Grade Intermediate

Author: Wonton City Lord

Chapter 45 Seventh Grade Intermediate

The team that entered the dark side went crazy not long after entering the ruins. They grew terrible red hair on their bodies, became crazy, and started killing each other.

The Dou Huang who led the team reacted in time and tried to break up the fight, but was surrounded by everyone. As time passed, something strange happened to several strong Dou Wangs.

In the end, they also killed each other.

Looking at this terrifying scene, the Dou Huang warrior finally did not dare to stay, and he cruelly abandoned all his teammates and fled. But even so, this weirdness did not disappear from him.

Not long after he returned to the sect, he became covered with red hair and became violent and murderous. After being discovered by the master of the Black Wind Sect, he was imprisoned and banned.

Although there were no dead people in the team that entered the sunny side, their cultivation was low and life was worse than death.

Because not long after they entered, they were infected by a special aura, and there seemed to be a steady stream of evil fire burning in their bodies.

The Dou Huang who led the team made a prompt decision and led them to knock out these disciples before several Dou Wangs were also infected, and then led everyone back to the sect.

After returning to the sect, these powerful men gradually began to be unable to suppress the flames in their bodies after leaving behind many disciples.

From the first time when he saw the female disciples wanting to touch her, to later on when he saw some handsome male disciples who wanted to pounce on him, the Black Wind Sect Master finally made up his mind and locked up several elites in a brothel.

After seven days of multi-person sports, these strong men finally walked out looking haggard.

Although some Dou Wangs even fell to the level of Dou Ling because of this, fortunately, this weird evil fire finally disappeared.

"Sect Master, the treasures in this ruins may not be accessible to us." Next to the Black Wind Sect Master, the Douhuang warrior who ran out of the Sun Side ruins said weakly.

He was as skinny as a stick at the moment, and his breath was weak, as if he would fall down if he was blown by the wind.

However, although he lost many of his origins, he finally recovered his life. The Dou Huang who entered the dark side had gone completely crazy and turned into a furious and murderous beast.

"Alas." The leader of the Black Wind Sect looked at the woods at his feet. In the woods, there were many disciples who had returned from the sunny side. Because their cultivation level was not as high as that of Dou Wang, they had not yet been freed from the curse.

They enjoy doing the most primitive things in the woods.

Their eyes are blood red, and even though their bodies are extremely thin, they still cannot stop their desire to reproduce.

These disciples with low cultivation level die from exhaustion every day, but the sect is helpless to deal with these phenomena.

The master of the Black Wind Sect once went to the ruins in person, but found that the powerful Dou Sect could not enter.

"Is it possible that this ruins can only be entered by those under the Dou Zong? But how could the Dou Emperor resist such a curse?"

The leader of the Black Wind Sect sighed softly: "That's all, let's spread the information about this ruins."

Although the Black Wind Sect dominates the Fertile Plains, the appearance of such a large relic out of thin air cannot stop everyone's mouth. What's more, even the Black Wind Sect's strength cannot eat this relic.

News of the Dou Sage's relics appearing in the Fenghuo Plain quickly spread throughout the western part of Central China, attracting numerous experts. However, they eventually discovered that only those strong under the Dou Sect could enter this relic.

Because of the appearance of this relic, the western part of Zhongzhou became extremely lively, and news even began to spread in other directions.

But inside the Dan Pagoda, it was as peaceful as ever.

In Yao Lao's mansion, Xiao Yan closed his eyes tightly, and an invisible soul wave slowly rotated between his eyebrows. If there was a high-level alchemist here, he would be able to feel his increasingly powerful soul power.

His soul was naturally powerful, and he had the soul cultivation method given by his clan. In addition, the Xiao clan's terrifyingly rich resources and his own hard work allowed his soul to reach the threshold of a seventh-level alchemist at the age of fifteen.

In the Danta Youth Competition, he obtained the eighth-grade elixir Yunling Tiandan. With the help of Yunling Tiandan, Xiao Yan's soul power increased significantly again.

After a sleepless night, when the first ray of sunlight in the sky broke the loneliness of the night, Xiao Yan, whose eyes had been closed, finally opened his eyes!

His originally dark pupils became transparent and colorless at this moment, and a powerful soul storm swept out of his body, covering the entire mansion in an instant, and even tended to extend outwards.

In the mansion, some waiters with cultivation levels below Dou Wang were knocked unconscious by the powerful soul power the moment they were swept away by the soul storm.

Even some Dou Wang and even Dou Huang's expressions changed drastically, and their brains were slightly dizzy after being hit by this powerful soul power.

At this time, a more powerful soul power appeared, covering the entire mansion to prevent Xiao Yan's soul power from spreading to the outside world.

This soul power is far more terrifying than Xiao Yan, and there is already a faint hint of the vastness of the abyss.

The two saints, civil and military, who had been guarding Xiao Yan, slowly emerged and were shocked when they felt the soul power as vast as heaven and earth.

"With such majestic soul power, the realm of Yaochen is probably not far from the legendary heaven realm." Mr. Wen squinted his eyes.

"If his soul reaches the heavenly realm and his cultivation reaches the semi-saint level, it will no longer be a problem. Maybe he can step into the true holy level one step earlier than you and me." Mr. Wu said with a complicated expression.

To be fair, without the power of blood and the vast resources of the Xiao clan, the highest achievements in their lives may not reach Dou Zun.

But this Yaochen has climbed step by step from being an abandoned son of the Yao Clan to where he is now.

"More than that, when he reaches the Heaven Realm, a ninth-grade alchemist will appear on the mainland again.

Tsk tsk, this thing is much rarer than the strong fighting saint."

Mr. Wen also looked at the invisible soul power in the sky with envy.

Even among the Xiao clan, there are only three or five ninth-grade alchemists. The total number of ninth-grade alchemists in the entire continent can be counted on one pair of hands.

His status among the Xiao clan is almost comparable to that of the Supreme Elder.

Looking at it this way, the emperor's eyes were really vicious.

The powerful soul storm lasted for a full breath before Xiao Yan slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, and his colorless pupils turned dark again.

"The Yunling Tiandan is indeed an eighth-grade elixir, and my soul power is probably comparable to that of a seventh-grade intermediate alchemist at this moment.

Moreover, there is a hint of spirituality in it, which may help me to reach the eighth level in the future."

Feeling the abundant soul power, the corners of Xiao Yan's mouth curled up slightly.

At this time, the space fluctuated slightly, and Yao Lao's figure also appeared.

(End of chapter)