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Under normal circumstances, it is almost impossible to improve the bloodline, but with so many strong men in front of him and two ancient saints offering sacrifices, it may be possible to succeed.

Boom!

Before the words fell, the blood of Zhang Xuan and the old man was fused, and the dragon's blood became stronger and stronger, and it seemed that there was a tendency to break out of the air without being able to control it.

"Success..."

His eyes lit up, the old man was full of excitement, he stood up hastily, and looked at Zhang Xuan: "Lan Ya, you will succeed soon, hurry up and sacrifice..."

"Sacrifice?"

Looking around for a week, not even a single sacrifice was found, Zhang Xuan felt dizzy for a while.

Although he has seen the priests of the Foreign Spirit Race, he has never presided over it, and he doesn't know the steps. If he really wants to step forward, he will be exposed immediately!

After all, no matter how disguised they are, they are not real Foreign Spirit Race members. If the sacrifice can be successful, they will not come here after Emperor Chen Yong.

Knowing that he just evaded, the other party already had some doubts, and if he pushed it now, he might make a quick move. Zhang Xuan paused for a moment, and suddenly his face turned red.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spewed out, and the whole person shook and fell limp to the ground.

"you……"

Unexpectedly, the Lanya Ancient Sage couldn't hold on at the most critical moment, and the old man trembled angrily: "I will definitely report this to the Linghuang when this matter is over, and you just wait to be punished!"

After finishing speaking, I didn't bother to pay attention to this guy anymore, and raised my palm.

Whoops!

In the blink of an eye, countless sword qi appeared above him, with a light swipe.

Puchi!Puchi!Puchi!

The sword qi roared, and it slashed down on the hundreds of great sage-level powerhouses sitting around the altar.

At the same time, hundreds of heads flew up, blood flowed, and rushed towards the altar.

Zhang Xuan's eyebrows twitched.

Hundreds of strong men of the Great Sage level were killed directly. No wonder the treasure was not found just now... It turned out to be a sacrifice with their lives!

Really cruel!

Buzz!

Blood filled the lines on the altar, and a violent roar sounded, and countless rays of light fell from the sky, covering the latter.

"Great God, I will sacrifice my life just to make the dragon's blood more pure..."

The old man's voice sounded.

It speaks the unique language of the Foreign Spirit Race, giving people a strange and unpredictable feeling that permeates the heart.

"as you wish!"

A voice in the light slowly sounded.

Zhang Xuan hurriedly looked up through the light, wanting to see if it was Luo Ruoxi, but found that there was no one, and the voice was a bit thick, and he couldn't tell if it was a man or a woman.

Boom!

The sound ended, the light suddenly became brighter, and a special force shrouded it. The dragon's blood kept wriggling under the light, and the image of the dragon in it seemed to have been greatly nourished, and suddenly increased in size, and the power became more powerful .

Normal cultivators can't purify the dragon's blood, but gods can easily do it!

The other party concentrated all their power and sacrificed so many lives to summon the gods.

Goo goo goo!

The dragon shape is powerful, but the blood is getting smaller and smaller. Just now, it was similar to a fist, but after a while, it was only the size of a fingernail.

Although the size has shrunk, the power emanating from it is getting stronger and stronger, giving people a feeling of being crushed, as if it came from another world and will break through the air at any time.

Zhang Xuan had experienced this feeling once on Luo Ruoxi.

With this kind of power, Famed Master Continent couldn't bear it any longer, so he could only turn around and leave.

Obviously, the blood in front of him has broken through the realm of rebirth from a drop of blood and reached a higher level.

"Master, if I can devour it, not only can I break the seal, but I can go one step further and directly attack the Fourth Layer of the Old Sage..."

Full of excitement, the keel gun was trembling.

"Wait a minute, let's do it again when the power of the gods dissipates!"

Zhang Xuan also blushed, and the voice transmission explained.

Originally, I thought that it would be enough to unseal the keel gun, but I never dreamed that it happened to meet the other party to sacrifice and raise the level of dragon blood.

Now that the level of dragon blood has been raised, once the keel gun is swallowed, it will inevitably undergo earth-shattering changes, just like a carp leaping over the dragon's gate.

At that time, with a spear in hand, even if the Emperor Ling returns to his peak, what fear is there!

No matter how powerful the strong man is, he can break it with one shot!

However, even if he wanted to swallow this drop of blood, he had to wait for the power of the gods to recede. Otherwise, he could not bear the anger of the gods.

"Ok!"

Dragon Bone Sharpshooter nodded hastily, wrapped around Zhang Xuan's waist, full of excitement.

The original Ran Qiu Old Sage did not have such a chance.

If he could find this kind of blood and match his strength, even if he couldn't keep up with Master Kong, he would definitely be able to fight Ruthless.

Boom!

With the sound transmission between the two, the breath of the gods in the air disappeared like a tide, and the light covering the altar also gradually began to dissipate.

The dragon's blood in the flames has become only a drop at this moment, bright red like fire, it will jump out of the altar at any time, soar into the sky, and disappear without a trace.

However, under the small envelopment of the formation, if he wanted to escape, he couldn't.

"Success..."

His eyes turned red, and the old man was full of excitement.