Everyone held their breath. If it were someone else, it would never attract so many people's attention.

Liu Wuxie's actions in the past two months have completely amazed everyone.

"It's okay, his mysterious talisman should have been refined in a hurry, and it will definitely not surpass Senior Brother Mo Hong."

Many disciples from Taiyi Sect prayed secretly, believing that Liu Wuxie's mysterious talisman might not be able to surpass Mo Hong.

The Xuan Talisman turns into a meteor and directly merges with the Ancestral Talisman.

The moment I entered the ancestral talisman, it was like a scorching sun rising, wrapping up the entire ancestral talisman.

The scene was extremely terrifying, and countless runes were intertwined.

The most terrifying scene appeared. Many places of the Fire Ancestor Talisman were in ruins. After being shined by these lights, many cracks disappeared.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

An elder of Taiyi Sect sat on the ground powerlessly, unable to accept the scene in front of him.

Other races also looked dull.

Only the Tianlong Sect was cheering.

"His mysterious talisman is not only recognized by the ancestral talisman, but also can repair the internal space of the ancestral talisman. Could it be that he is the descendant of Emperor Haoyuan?"

This idea has been proposed more than once.

It is believed that Liu Wuxie was the descendant of Emperor Haoyuan, so he was recognized by the ancestor talisman.

Deep in the universe, Emperor Haoyuan opened his eyes again.

"Boy, thank you for repairing the ancestral talisman for me. It's not bad for coming and not going. I'll give you a big gift."

Only when you are admired by thousands of people can you be qualified to be elected as the star master.

Emperor Haoyuan became famous hundreds of thousands of years ago, and in terms of character and status, it was impeccable.

After the ancestral talisman was repaired by Liu Wuxie's mysterious talisman, a large number of cracks disappeared, and the ancestral talisman was much more complete than before.

A soft luster surged out from the depths of the ancestral talisman and turned into a passage, wrapping Liu Wuxie up.

A wonderful scene appeared, Liu Wuxie's body was not under any control and he floated up himself.

Floating quietly in the air, letting the soft luster hit his body.

"This is……"

Many people were shocked and rubbed their eyes hard.

"The fairy light is actually the fairy light!"

A fairyland in the earth seemed to be crazy, and Liu Wuxie was baptized by the immortal light.

"It's Emperor Haoyuan, it must be Emperor Haoyuan."

Countless voices of envy come and go.

The immortal light is refracted through the ancestor talisman, traveling through the thousands of universes, resisting the White Moon Valley.

Liu Wuxie was wrapped in the fairy light and was comfortable all over.

Although the fairy light was very small, for him, these fairy lights were enough.

The momentum was rising steadily, instantly breaking through the seventh gate of the Huayuan level and heading straight for the eighth level of the Huayuan level.

In just two months, Liu Wuxie has broken through from the fourth level of the Huayuan level to the eighth level of the Huayuan level.

This breakthrough speed is simply incredible.

Hundreds of thousands of Yuanyang Pills disappeared and rushed into the Taihuang world.

The cultivation level is getting stronger and stronger, and Taiyi Sect is so angry that it grits its teeth.

There is no harm without comparison. Mo Hong’s mysterious talisman is very strong, it depends on who it compares with.

Compared with Liu Wuxie's mysterious talisman, there is no comparison.

Compared with other ordinary people, it is much higher.

This is the gap!

"This Liu Wuxie's luck is so great that he has been recognized by Emperor Haoyuan."

Many people make envy, and some things are jealous.

Liu Wuxie portrayed such a stunning mysterious talisman, helping Emperor Haoyuan to repair some of the ancestral talismans and get baptized by the immortal light. It is normal.

on the contrary!

Liu Wuxie repaired the ancestral talisman. If Emperor Haoyuan did not express it, he would think Emperor Haoyuan was too stingy.

In a talisman refining session, some people are happy and some are sad.

The senior executives of Tianlong Sect are naturally happy.

The Taiyi Sect is naturally unhappy.

Liu Wuxie won the first place in talisman refining, and once again it was reported that a white-haired old man sat in front of Hua Feiyu.

In front of the white-haired old man, he opened the runes in his palm and turned them into words.

"Old Han, I'll just disturb you too much, say goodbye!"

Hua Feiyu stood up and left Fenglingyuan.

"Give me a visit to the sect leader!"

The white-haired old man stood up and sent Hua Feiyu away respectfully.

As for what they talked about, only they knew.

The ancestral talisman slowly disappeared, and Liu Wuxie was still silent in the cultivation and improving pleasure.

Open your eyes little by little, and the surrounding space shaking violently, the surging momentum, like a tide, forming layers of ripples.

"What a terrible breath fluctuation, is this still the eighth level of the Transformation Yuan?"

Many people's eyes twitched wildly.

Until now, everyone's combat power against Liu Wuxie is still in a vague state.

The weapon refining process depends on formations, and the talisman refining process depends on Xuan Talisman.

Liu Wuxie rarely takes action.

Once you take action, you will never leave any survivors.

The Taiyi Sect was silent like death, and the champion he won flew again.

"That's damn!"

Sang Lu waved his fist hard to vent his anger.

Taiyi Sect sent 4,000 disciples to attend the ceremony of the Ten Thousand Tribes, but now there are only more than 3,000 left.

More than 600 people died at the hands of Liu Wuxie alone.

"In the alchemy refining process, you will kill him at all costs. Even if you can't kill him, you will destroy him to refine pills. In this third stage, we can't make any mistakes."

Sang Lu took a deep breath and looked at all the disciples.

This is their last chance.

It is difficult for humans to get good results in the Sun Shooting Tower.

The last level of the Sun Shooting God Tower is actually prepared for other races, and the first three links are the advantages of human beings.

"Don't worry, Elder Sang, this kid is dead!"

Many disciples stood up with anger on their faces.

The disciples who lost include their fellow disciples and relatives.

If you don’t kill Liu Wuxie, you will never give up.

"Everyone rest and improve your cultivation as much as possible."

Sang Lu nodded and asked them all to rest. The alchemy process started in three days.

Liu Wuxie returned to the battleship, and many disciples rushed forward and congratulated him one after another.

Several elders from the Earth Immortal Realm could not cover up the excitement in their eyes. The Tianlong Sect had not achieved such a good result for a long time.

It is still a seventh-grade spiritual pill, Yuanyang pill and star stone as a reward.

Just using the help of the Immortal Light to break through to the eighth level of the Transformation Yuan, these resources are of little significance to Liu Wuxie.

"Go to the practice room!"

Zhuge Ming said to Liu Wuxie.

I nodded and broke through the eighth level of the Transformation Yuan, and I still need to be stable.

Passing through the battleship, I came to the training room for the second time.
To be continued...