From the peak breakthrough in the middle stage of the War Saint-level to the late stage of the War Saint-level, it took Qinyang thirteen years, and another ten years of refining the Golden Dragon Scissors, all kinds of things, and almost thirty years have passed. (Read the Novel Network)

There are more than ten years left before the agreed date with Feng Yanran.

But now that he has done what he should do, he has to come out of seclusion early. However, just as he stood up, Qin Yang thought of the blood beast.

Qin Yang has not paid much attention to these blood beasts since breaking through to the War Saint level. The War Saint level essence and blood obtained by the War Saint level killed in these years are also placed in the bloodline space and are useless.

With a wave of his hand, the blood beasts were thrown out by Qin Yang. The fourth level of the blood coagulation technique is now mastered. Qin Yang has no need to watch these blood beasts at all times and drip the blood of the War Saint-level essence into the Blood Dragon Beast One and Blood Tiger Beast One. Qin Yang threw these blood tiger beasts into the blood space again.

Immediately, Qin Yang entered the fourth level of blood coagulation technique to practice, hoping to break through the fifth level of blood coagulation technique. After all, the fifth level of blood coagulation technique can already condense blood beasts of the battle emperor level.

Unfortunately, the effect is: blood coagulation technique is typically difficult to start and break through, and the proficiency in the middle is extremely simple.

Therefore, although Qin Yang has been practicing blood coagulation techniques so well over the past ten years, there is still no sign of breakthrough.

Seeing this, Qin Yang had no choice but to sigh and leave the confinement.

Found Xue Mo and asked Bloodline to lead 343 Great Perfection Powerful War Masters to gather in front of Qin Yang. Feng Yanran and others who received the news were also here.

"Hey, boss, what's this for?"

Qin Yang smiled slightly but refused to answer, which made Zhuo Wen and others jump in a hurry, so they could only watch patiently.

"The master of the sect, the person has been brought here"

After Xue Mo said that, he stood on Qin Yang's side and looked at more than 300 people below calmly.

Xue Mo is now also the Great Perfection of the War Juan level. (Read the Novel Network)

At this time, the Great Perfect War Venerables below were looking at Qin Yang with eager admiration.

Qin Yang took a deep breath, and his mental power suddenly surged out. The entire venue was shrouded in the spiritual power of Qin Yang's battle with the Saint-level Great Perfection. A trace of mental power pressure gathered from the sky and slammed into the crowd.

The strong man at Zhan Zun's level suddenly breathed and looked at Qin Yang in a panic, not knowing what Qin Yang was planning to do.

If someone could see this illusory mental power, he would appear. A huge ball floated above everyone. From the ball, many lines suddenly burst out, covering the entire sky. If you count carefully, you would appear. These lines are just three hundred and forty-three.

These lines penetrated into the foreheads of many war-level Great Perfection cultivators. Soon, everyone's eyes became dull. The arrangement of the Qixuan Formation, the position occupied, and some simple methods of urging the formation appeared in everyone's minds.

Everyone enjoyed it intoxicatedly.

Qin Yang's face gradually became pale from its original rosy and was directly imparted through mental power. This was the first time that Qin Yang did such a thing, and naturally, it was to destroy my badness and a lot of my mental power.

Sure enough, when Qin Yang's face was so pale that he didn't look like a little human flesh, the teaching was finally over.

At that moment, Qin Yang quickly sat down cross-legged, swallowed a pill, and began to recover his mental power.

Although everyone didn't understand what happened, looking at the more than 300 Warlords below, they knew that it was not a bad thing. They were nervously guarding Qin Yang to prevent anyone from disturbing him.

When Qin Yang's mental power recovered, the War Venerable Levels almost woke up, their eyes filled with fiery.

"I guess you should know what happened. Now, seven people stand up and show me the lowest level first."

As soon as Qin Yang finished speaking, the one who stood in front quickly stood up, and finally Qin Yang selected seven people from them.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Yang turned to Zhuo Wen and said:

"Don't you want to know what the situation is? Go and try it, as long as you don't use blood power."

Without using bloodline power, Zhuo Wen is an ordinary early-stage strongman who entered the Saint level. In addition, as a weapon refiner, his combat power is slightly worse than that of the strongman of the same level when he does not use those insidious combat weapons.

Zhuo Wen's face became interested, and he laughed and jumped in front of the seven people.

"Haha, since the boss has said that, I'll try it."

The seven war ranks looked at each other and saw the bad intentions in each other's eyes. One of them even shouted loudly:

"Master Zhuo, you have to be careful"

"Tsk, just rely on you, come on, let me see what you have. As long as you can repel me, the war weapon I sell to you will be 40% off in the future."

Zhuo Wen looked slutty.

Unexpectedly, as soon as these words came out, the seven people's eyes suddenly turned green, like a fierce wolf who was extremely hungry. Zhuo Wen was stared at such a gaze, and the corners of his mouth suddenly twitched, and he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, which was so cold that he regretted saying such words.

But it is impossible to break the contract now.

Whoosh swish swish!!

In an instant, the faces of the seven War Lords changed suddenly, and their bodies were moving quickly, forming a strange picture, and finally stood together in a special direction.

The whole process seemed extremely smooth, only Qin Yang frowned without a trace, and the positions of the few people were still a little off, but this was impossible, after all, this was the first time.

boom!!

A pattern appeared at the feet of the seven people. At this time, everyone finally understood everything. Feelings were used to test the formation.

But only seven people can increase the amount.

However, with the surge in momentum, everyone's faces suddenly changed, and their momentum gradually rose. In the end, they were actually stable at the initial level of the first entry into the Saint level of the War.

"attack!!"

With a loud shout from the seven people, a beam of light suddenly shot out.

"not good!!"

Zhuo Wen said in his heart, then he quickly raised his hands, and a halo appeared on his hands.

Boom!!! Hissing!!

The huge beam of light hit Zhuo Wen, making a harsh sound. Zhuo Wen used his feet and stepped on the ground tightly, refusing to step back. This was related to whether his things were discounted in the future, and Zhuo Wen could not care.

On the other hand, the seven people were also very motivated. As long as they stepped back, they could buy the weapons of the Yin people at a price of 60% of the original price.

The eyes of the seven people were red.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

The seven people roared to the sky, and the blue veins on their foreheads jumped. Accompanied by the sound of "rumbling", the light column exploded in front of Zhuo Wen, and smoke and dust filled.

Zhuo Wen was even bombarded by this force and retreated continuously. After the smoke dissipated, he only showed Zhuo Wen's painful and depressed expression.

"Damn, just for a discount of 60%, do you have to work hard like this?"

Zhuo Wen looked at the few people soaked in sweat, gritting his teeth on his face.

The seven people laughed and didn't answer. Zhuo Wen was already in a state of anger, so it would be better to get less trouble.

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