Chapter 145 I Don't Want to Waste the Opportunity

Xu Ran was shocked when he heard this.

The other party could actually see his cultivation and realm exactly!

A bitter smile appeared on his lips.

Then he calmed down, walked forward, and held the handle of the Blood Evil Knife with both hands.

"Let's start."

The white-haired old man looked indifferent. As his voice fell, a strong and terrifying aura rushed out, like a sharp blade piercing straight into the soul, causing Xu Ran's pupils to shrink suddenly, and his whole face turned pale in an instant, without any blood color.

The severe pain from the soul made Xu Ran tremble all over and twisted in pain.

"Is that all you can do?"

The white-haired old man saw this and said sarcastically.

Xu Ran bit his teeth and made a clattering sound. He endured the severe pain and clung to the ground with his feet.

Determined, he would not retreat a single step.

After all, Xu Ran was also a genius on the Hidden Dragon List of the Xiaoyue Dynasty.

How could he be humiliated like this?

His pupils flashed with determination. Even if the pain went straight into his heart, he was unwilling to bow his head.

You, a remaining consciousness, must not look down on me!

Xu Ran's face was full of determination.

Retreat? No, I won't!

I won't retreat even if I die!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The spiritual power like the waves roared one after another, venting and wanton in Xu Ran's mind, almost crushing everything.

In addition, there was a strong murderous intent, intending to drag him into the abyss.

Xu Jiaqi was so nervous that his palms were sweating, "Brother, you can do it!"

Finally, Xu Ran couldn't help but roar.

It hurt too much, the whole consciousness was going to be wiped out!

It seemed to be completely melted into it, and his soul was scattered!

The pupils of the white-haired old man shrank slightly, and his attitude changed from contempt and disdain at the beginning to a bit solemn.

This is the ancient battlefield of the Holy Realm. The holy artifacts in the Divine Weapon Cemetery are also very good. Logically speaking, the cultivator's cultivation must at least reach the Holy Realm before he is qualified to be recognized by the artifact and have it recognize its master.

As for Xu Ran, he is only half a step into the Holy Realm.

However, because he is a formation master, his mental power is much stronger than that of ordinary cultivators, so he can persist.

If it were an ordinary half-step Holy Realm cultivator, he would probably be blown away by this mental shock in just a moment!

Therefore, seeing that Xu Ran could persist, the white-haired old man put away his contempt in his heart.

Although his realm is not high, he has a firm heart of Tao!

This alone is precious!

"Ah, ah, I don't want to retreat!"

Xu Ran let out a beast-like roar from his throat.

At the same time, the power of runes burst out from his whole body, and the rune body behind him was also formed, wanting to help him resist this terrifying mental shock and overcome the difficulties together.

But even though Xu Ran risked everything, he still didn't get recognition in the end.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, Xu Ran's body was thrown dozens of meters away.

He half-knelt on the ground, panting heavily, sweating profusely, and his pupils were full of unwillingness.

"Just a little bit..."

Xu Ran clenched his fists suddenly.

He immediately felt regretful!

He knew that if his realm could reach the holy realm, with his identity as a formation master and his powerful mental power, he would definitely be able to make the remaining consciousness on this holy artifact recognize the master.

What a pity, what a pity!

"You have already wasted an opportunity."

The white-haired old man retracted his gaze and said indifferently, "However, seeing that you have worked so hard, I can give you a piece of advice. The more bloody and evil spirits are condensed in the artifact, the more difficult it is to recognize the master. You are not at the holy realm, so you are born at a disadvantage. You can try some holy artifacts with a more peaceful aura!"

"Thank you, senior."

Xu Ran's voice was a little bitter.

After spending so much effort, he failed to make it recognize its master.

The emotions in his heart were extremely complicated.

Regret, unwillingness, and loss.

"Let's go."

Ye Chen retracted his gaze and walked away.

"Why, seeing your companion fail, you don't even have the courage to try?"

The white-haired old man looked at Ye Chen's back and sneered.

In his opinion, Ye Chen was the kind of person who said he was better than anyone else, but in fact he had little strength.

Remember he said before, if there were three chances to make three holy artifacts surrender, what should he do?

Listen, how stupid and ignorant, how ridiculous a person must be to say such a thing?

Do you think holy artifacts are cabbages on the roadside, you can choose whatever you want?

If you don't have enough strength, don't embarrass yourself.

After hearing this, Ye Chen turned his head in surprise, pointed at his nose and asked, "Are you talking to me?"

"Why, is there anyone else besides you?"

The white-haired old man had a strong sense of sarcasm on his face, "Your companions, at least, can hold on to the end. Because of their realm, they were forced to fail in the end, but you, you don't even dare to try, you are far worse than your companions!"

Xu Ran's face turned green when he heard it.

My ancestor, can you please not involve me!

You may not like Ye Chen, but that is a matter between you.

I am so innocent, why do you involve me?

If Ye Chen holds a grudge against me because of this, who can I go to for justice!

Ye Chen smiled indifferently, "There is a reason for not trying."

"Nothing more than being afraid."

The white-haired old man sneered, and the disdain on his face became stronger and stronger.

"Afraid? Not really."

Ye Chen pondered for a moment, "The main thing is that I don't want to waste my qualification on you. After all, you said before that there are only three chances in total. Since the chances are limited, I must choose the magic weapon that suits me best."

After these words came out, the white-haired old man was stunned.

The blood-killing knife in his hand was also trembling slightly.

How arrogant, how arrogant?

Why is this man so arrogant!

Who does he think he is?

"Hahahaha!"

The white-haired old man laughed in anger, "You don't really think that you can get the recognition of the holy magic weapon with your own strength? Are you worthy?"

"It's not a question of worthy or not, I don't want to waste my only three chances because of a piece of trash."

Ye Chen looked serious and spoke every word.

He didn't want to waste so much time with the white-haired old man. The blood-killing knife is indeed very strong, and there is even a terrifying evil spirit in it, which can play a very exaggerated role in battle.

But I am a sword cultivator after all, and I also have the Chixiao Heavy Sword in my hand. It is really unnecessary to spend an opportunity to get this useless Blood Evil Knife.

Besides, none of my friends are good at using knives.

These words are the truth.

But it is an absolute provocation to the white-haired old man!

"Waste of opportunity?"

The white-haired old man was furious, "You young man, you are talking nonsense. Do you know what grade my Blood Evil Knife is? Even if you look at the entire God Weapon Cemetery, it can definitely be ranked in the top. You actually said that you wasted your opportunity. What a big tone!"

"I don't like to prove anything, and I don't like to quibble with you, a person who has long passed away. I hope that your Blood Evil Knife can find a good owner as soon as possible."

Ye Chen spread his hands.

Only the angry white-haired old man was left there.

If he hadn't been rational, I'm afraid he would have directly activated the Blood Evil Knife and chopped towards Ye Chen.

What a big tone, just a mere Dixuan realm, and you have the nerve to say such words!

Seeing this, the two hurriedly followed behind.

"Young Master Ye, this blood evil knife is indeed very powerful, it is a rare holy magic weapon, why don't you try it?"

Xu Ran was very puzzled. When he was tested by the blood evil knife before, he could naturally feel the deep evil spirit contained in it. He didn't know how much blood this knife had stained and how many lives it had slaughtered.

"Since there are only three chances, we must cherish it."

Ye Chen glanced at the front and smiled lightly, "This divine weapon cemetery is very large. If you waste the opportunity early, you will regret it later!"

Xu Ran smiled embarrassedly, "I am not as strong as Young Master Ye. I am satisfied to get a holy spiritual weapon."

As he was talking, two figures suddenly flew in the void in front of him.

They were very fast, and they arrived in front of him in just a few breaths.

Ye Chen's pupils shrank slightly.

This aura is not a remnant consciousness, but a living cultivator!

Could it be that, apart from the three of them, there are other people here?

He turned his head and looked at Xu Ran.

Xu Ran shook his head repeatedly, looking confused, indicating that he didn't know either.

"Huh? Someone actually came here before us!"

The two were also very alert.