Chapter 1550

Chapter 1550: 1550

On this day, the sky is clear, sunny and cloudless.

Song Yan’s face shows a trace of impatience in some other courtyard of yuhuangzong. He has been in yuhuangzong for half a month, but Zhang Taichu is still closed.

He decided to wait another two days. If the other side was still closed, he would leave and go to another sect to exchange skills.

But at this time, he felt a strong breath emanating from some place in the yuhuangzong. The momentum was surging and vast. It had a kind of bright and powerful taste, which surpassed the Dharma phase. Moreover, the breath continued to climb, as if to break through some kind of imprisonment.

“This is?”

Song Yan’s eyes narrowed slightly, and immediately judged that most people were breaking through the realm of Dharma phase, and the most likely one was Zhang Taichu.

Yuhuangzong is the most powerful sect in xuanyang. If Zhang Taichu breaks through the holy sea realm, I’m afraid

Thinking of this, song Yan could not help murmuring: “if Zhang Taichu breaks through the holy sea, then the pattern of xuanyang region will be broken!”

However, it has nothing to do with him. After all, he has no intention of dominating the world, even if the yuhuangzong dominates xuanyang.

In a quarter of an hour.

Zhang Taichu’s momentum climbed to the top, but he continued to attack, trying to break some barriers.

But the barrier of holy sea is so easy to break?

Otherwise, a xuanyang region of Nuo Da will not even have a saint in the open.

And now.

In a blue attic, a tall and dignified middle-aged man is kneeling in it, but at the moment, his face is a little ferocious. His hands are constantly stammering, which makes the void fluctuate from time to time.

Outside the attic, there were dozens of elderly people standing there with anxious faces, all headed by the elderly in black and white robes.

“Elder martial brother, do you think Taichu can successfully attack Shenghai this time?”

After a while, the voice of the old man in the black robe, who was the leader of the group, sounded, with a faint expectation and expectation in his voice.

“Not for brother.”

The old man in white shook his head, and then his face became more worried: “too early is close to 80 years old, but it’s almost over the golden age of the warrior. Moreover, this is the third time he has attacked the holy sea. If he fails again, his potential will be exhausted. I’m afraid that he won’t step into the holy sea again in his life!”

At this point, the worried color of the old man in white is more and more strong.

Different from those who practice immortality and Shinto, martial arts is called the golden age of martial arts from 30 to 80 years old. Only when they break through the holy sea at this age can they change the physical body and soul. If they have not broken through the holy sea beyond this age, they still want to break through in the future, which is almost impossible.

This black and white old man.

The old man in white is Zhang Taichu’s master and the former patriarch of yuhuangzong. His cultivation is also limited to the peak of the later phase of FA Xiang, and there is no hope of breakthrough in his life. Therefore, he put the hope of breakthrough on Zhang Taichu.

The old man in black is Zhang Taichu’s martial uncle. He has reached the middle stage of the Dharma phase and is the eldest elder of yuhuangzong.

“Boom! Boom! ”

The whole people of yuhuangzong can feel the great shock of emptiness.

This is Zhang Taichu’s barrier to the holy sea.

Once!

Twice!

Three times!

…………

Fifty times!

When Zhang Taichu attacked for more than 50 times in succession, his potential was almost exhausted, his face in the attic was full of despair, and then the breath of climbing to the top began to fall.

“It’s up to you!”

In other courtyard, song Yan took back his eyes. He knew that Zhang Taichu had failed to attack Shenghai.

“Ah!”

“Failed!”

Black and white old people all lament.

The elders behind them were also disappointed.

At the same time, Zhang Taichu’s breath declined even more.

At this time, song Yan suddenly moved in his heart.

In one step, I came to the attic.

“Who are you?”

The white robed old man’s eyes flashed a complex color: “this is a hope after all. Besides, this is yuhuangzong. If that kid dare to cheat us, hum…” Speaking of this, the eyes of the old man in white robe flashed a powerful killing machine.

Listen to the old man in white, the old man in black nods and doesn’t speak any more.

In the attic.

Zhang Taichu has given up the impact, hair, red eyes, look is extremely lost, and his breath is like a roller coaster, falling rapidly.

“Who are you? Who let you in? ”

Seeing song Yan, Zhang Taichu’s eyes flashed a wave of anger and murder. As the patriarch of yuhuangzong, how can one see his lost soul.

“I’m here to help you!” Song inkstone is light.

“Help me? What can I do for you? ” Zhang Taichu sneered, faintly disdained, but there was a hope in the bottom of his eyes.

“If you believe that I can help you, I will make a move. If you don’t believe it, I will turn around and go, depending on your choice!” Song Yan smiled at each other and waited for his choice.

“Please help!”

Although Zhang Taichu had deep doubts in his heart, there were too many temptations to break through. Even if it was only a tiny hope, he would seize it, so he stood up and bowed to song Yan.

“Wise choice!”

As soon as song Yan picked out the corners of his mouth, he threw out hundreds of Lingjing and arranged a array in the attic. With the emergence of the array, Zhang Taichu’s falling breath was actually stable.

Feeling this, Zhang Taichu was very happy. The black and white elders outside the attic also showed a surprise.

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