Martial Breaks Nine Desolate

call out!

That drop of bright red blood pierced the universe like a ray of rainbow light, it was extremely difficult to detect, and it sank directly into the old man's head at an astonishing speed.

"Ok?"

At this moment, the old man's body trembled, his eyes widened, and his whole body stopped in the universe as if petrified.

"Haha, this old man Cangyu is quite courageous, how dare he fight against thirty of us spirit-level powerhouses by himself?"

"Hey, don't you see that this old man seems to be frightened now?"

"It's only at the peak of the Heavenly Spirit Realm, how dare you go against us? Kill him first today, and then catch the little brat under his sect!"

...

The thirty masters of the stone crocodile race all erupted with spiritual aura, and walked towards the old man with grinning faces.

but at this very moment

Boom!

This universe became turbulent. Originally, there was nothing in the starry sky, but at this moment, a vast ocean suddenly appeared.

This is a holy sea transformed into thunder, frantically converging here directly, shrouded by the brilliant heavenly power that emanates.

Pooh!

Pooh!

...

In an instant, several masters of the stone crocodile race in the Earth Spirit Realm were directly chopped into ashes, and there was even an existence at the peak of the Heaven Spirit Realm, who was unlucky enough to be hacked and suffered serious injuries.

"This... is this a holy robbery?"

"Oh my god, is there any senior who wants to become a saint here!"

...

The remaining masters of the stone crocodile race all backed away in panic, and then looked around.

Holy, in the three thousand worlds, represents nobility, and has been recognized by heaven and earth.

Even in places like the Great World of Myriad Ghosts, as long as you don't die,

It can also stand firm.

For example, people like them came here to plunder resources from the stone crocodile race, but that is also optional. For the holy rank powerhouse, naturally, if you can not offend them, don't offend them.

Now that someone here is going to become a saint, the shock to them is naturally great.

"wrong!"

"Look!"

At this moment, one of the stone crocodile race's peak powerhouses in the Heavenly Spirit Realm suddenly pointed forward and stuttered.

boom!

Following the direction of this strong man, all the strong men of the stone crocodile race suddenly felt as if they had been struck by lightning, and they were stunned.

The boiling holy calamity pierced through the ages, and the blazing thunder and lightning were rolling, and they actually gathered above the old man's head.

The old man of Cangyu Sect is transforming into a saint!

"This...how is this possible!"

"Although Cang Yu is an old man at the peak of the Heavenly Spirit Realm, his aptitude is too mediocre. It's just that he is old and has devoured a lot of spiritual treasures. He doesn't know anything about the Holy Way, otherwise he would have become a semi-saint but a quasi-sage. Already!"

"Cang Yu, an old man, has crossed several realms at once, is he going to become a saint?"

...

These strong men of the stone crocodile race all panicked and could no longer maintain their composure.

Such an unbelievable scene happened in front of my eyes, it was like a dream, it was shocking.

"Run away!"

The next moment, these stone crocodile race powerhouses were all hairy and left quickly, only hating their parents for losing two legs.

Once the old man is successfully transformed into a saint, it is easy to kill them. What is the difference between staying and courting death?

"Master... is he going to become a saint?"

In the distance, the boy also opened his mouth wide, unable to close it anymore, and his mood was violently turbulent.

"Is it because of that drop of blood?"

After the boy woke up, he immediately felt that the young man on his back was not a human being, but a god.

In the Three Thousand Worlds, is there such a terrifying person?

Just a drop of blood in the body can actually push a martial artist at the peak of the Heavenly Spirit Realm to the holy rank?

"I, am I turning into a saint?"

"I can actually touch this realm?"

The old man was also bewildered.

He only felt a terrible thing sinking into his body, followed by a surge in his perception, and a kind of elementary holy way seemed to be drawn, entangled with his spirit flower.

At the same time, that terrifying thing was still releasing unparalleled energy, far surpassing any spiritual-level treasures he had ever taken, causing his spirit flower to rapidly transform and bear holy fruit.

This holy catastrophe lasted for seven full days before it ended.

"Hua'er, remember, don't leak any information. The existence of this person must never be exposed."

The old man who had become the new saint teleported to the young man, and after careful questioning, he said solemnly.

He was kind-hearted, even though he knew the special blood of this young man, he didn't covet him, but wanted to protect him.

"Yes, Master."

The boy nodded his head half-understood.

The news that the head teacher of Cangyu Sect successfully turned into a saint and became the new saint of the human race quickly spread throughout many star fields in the world of ghosts, causing quite a stir.

Now in the Three Thousand Worlds, although a new saint is nothing, at least the Cangyu Sect can gain a foothold in the Ten Thousand Ghosts World, and even participate in the battle.

But what is interesting is that after the Cangyu Sect took charge of Huasheng, they became more low-key, and led their disciples to stay in the sect behind closed doors, ignoring the disturbances of the outside world, as if they were isolated from the world.

Even the head teacher of Cangyu Sect has never recruited disciples to expand the scale of the sect, very low-key.

But it is undeniable that the Cangyu Sect, the old and the young, can be regarded as gaining a firm foothold in the world of myriad ghosts.

Years passed, and hundreds of years passed in a blink of an eye.

In a mountain range that spans hundreds of miles, there are three thatched huts built on the mountain, surrounded by green shade, and the spring water surrounds these three thatched huts. It can be described as a place of outstanding people, very quiet and pleasant .

And this is where the Cangyu Gate is located.

If outsiders see it, it must be unbelievable.

The head teacher of Cangyu Sect is already a new saint, but the sect is only the three huts in front of him.

There is no mountain gate, no guardian formation, everything seems very natural.

clatter!

At this moment, a hulking young man walked over.

He has short hair and looks very energetic. He fetched a bucket of water from the stream, took a clean towel, and walked towards one of the huts.

This young man was exactly the boy who followed the old man into Sendai. Now he has grown up and is also a strong man of the spiritual rank.

Apart from cultivating hard these years, he is also quietly taking care of their 'benefactor' of Cangyu Sect.

"Sigh, I don't know when that senior will wake up." The young man walked into the hut with a wooden barrel while talking to himself.

The furnishings in the hut are very simple, almost all the furniture is made of wood, and a wooden bed is very conspicuous.

Clap!

The young man just walked in, his eyes swept away, his palm trembled suddenly, and the wooden barrel in his hand fell to the ground.

I saw a young man lying on the wooden bed, and his eyes had been opened at this moment.

"Master... Master, that senior, he is awake!"

The young man quickly exited the hut, and then shouted at the top of his voice.

(Second update arrives!)