Zhuo Wen's whole body trembled, he knew very well that with the strength Yanji displayed now, it only takes one thought to kill him.
Yan Ji pressed Lu Hantian's shoulder, and stared at the latter very carefully, as if he was sizing up a piece of peerless jade.
Lu Hantian trembled, his heart felt like ten thousand muddy horses galloping past, he was still an old virgin, how could he be 'sullied' by the old man in front of him like this, it is absolutely not allowed.
"Old man, let me tell you, you can only get my body, you can't get my heart at all, even if you use force, it's useless, you'd better let me go." Lu Hantian said righteously.
Zhuo Wen, who was standing behind, stroked his forehead suddenly, he felt that now his face was thrown away by Lu Hantian.
Yanji didn't pay attention to Lu Hantian, looked up and down after Fan Lu Hantian, and said indifferently: "It really is the Holy Physique of Cold Soul, but the source of Cold Soul in the body has been sealed a second time."
"Sealed for the second time?" Zhuo Wen narrowed his eyes, a little surprised.
Shao Yu said before that the origin of cold soul in Lu Hantian's body was sealed once by the Martial Saint. In theory, there was only one seal, but now Yanji said that it was sealed twice. Once sealed.
"The fighters of the Holy Physique of the Cold Soul are very talented, and their promotion speed is extremely fast. However, although Lu Hantian has good talent, his promotion speed is not fast. I am afraid that the reason why the source of the cold soul in his body was sealed a long time ago. "
In his mind, Xiao Hei's voice slowly sounded, causing Zhuo Wen to narrow his eyes. Who on earth sealed Lu Hantian's cold soul origin?
"It's a blood demon..."
Zhuo Wen's eyes lit up, Lu Hantian's name of genius once caused a sensation in the entire Qingxuan Dynasty, and was later sealed in the inheritance of the blood demon because of the blood demon.
I'm afraid the origin of the cold spirit in his body should be sealed by the blood demon. After all, the blood demon's vision is much more vicious than ordinary people.
At that time, if the origin of Lu Hantian's cold soul was not sealed and his cultivation was allowed to develop, it would be bad for the blood demon.
"This is a good seedling!"
A smile appeared on the corner of Yanji's mouth, and immediately a surge of holy power gushed out from his palm and penetrated into Lu Hantian's body.
Pooh!
Lu Hantian suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and there was a faint black color in this blood.
"You pervert, what did you do to me?"
After breaking away from Yanji's containment, Lu Hantian backed up again and again, looking at Yanji with extreme displeasure.
"Take a look, do you feel much more comfortable all over your body, and your affinity for the vitality around you is much higher than before?" Yanji said lightly.
Lu Hantian's eyes were fixed, and he was shocked to find that, as Yan Ji said, he found that the acupoints and meridians in the whole body absorb vitality much faster...
"this��"
Lu Hantian's eyes narrowed slightly, especially when he felt that the meridians in his body were smooth and refreshing, and the speed was several times or even dozens of times faster than usual, the corners of his mouth showed an ecstatic arc.
"Little guy, how about being my disciple? I will help you break through and become holy in a short time."
Yan Ji stared at Lu Hantian with burning eyes. Although Lu Hantian lived for nearly a hundred years, Yan Ji was a saint, and his life time must be measured in millennia. It is not too much to call Lu Hantian a little guy.
Lu Hantian was startled, but Zhuo Wen showed ecstasy, and said to Lu Hantian, "Brother Hantian, why don't you agree quickly?"
Yan Ji is the master of the Shenyou Realm, and his cultivation has reached the level of a heavenly sage. If Lu Hantian can become the former's disciple, it will undoubtedly be a blessing.
Lu Hantian realized later, but he also knew that Yanji was extraordinary, so he hurriedly bowed down and said, "Student sees master."
Yan Ji nodded again and again, Lu Hantian is the Holy Body of the Cold Soul, destined to be a genius who can become a saint.
Being able to receive such a genius, Yanji was naturally in a happy mood.
"I said master, you should accept Zhuo Wen as well. His talent and strength are stronger than mine! With your teaching, he will definitely become a saint soon." Lu Hantian said with a smile.
Yan Ji was startled, then shook his head and said: "You are different, Zhuo Wen is indeed very talented, but I can't teach him, and I can't even guarantee whether he can become a saint."
"Why?" Lu Hantian stared.
"Because Zhuo Wen is a dragon soul fighter, and his dragon soul is still such an existence as the Taiyou holy dragon."
As he said that, Yan Ji suddenly looked at Zhuo Wen and asked, "Zhuo Wen, was it extremely difficult when you broke through the realm of imperial power?"
Zhuo Wen's eyes were fixed, then he smiled wryly and said: "It is indeed quite difficult."
"Your dragon soul origin is too strong. It takes a lot of energy to break through the big realm. It is much more difficult for you to break through the imperial power realm than ordinary warriors, so the pilgrimage realm will only be more difficult than the imperial power realm, and you have to Much harder."
"Of course, once you break through, your strength will be extremely terrifying. The ordinary Xuansheng is no match for you at all."
Having said that, Yan Ji stared at Zhuo Wen quietly. JrNovels.com