War God Asura

Although he now has five bottles of body refining essence in his hand, he does not want to waste such a precious item.

"Huh? That's wrong, little guy, your cultivation base can actually come here?" The old man's eyes became surprised.

"amount……"

For the old man’s question, Xing Jue was a bit speechless, not knowing how to answer. He could never say that he was talented in Linyi, he could ignore the pressure of Tongtian Ladder and come here with ease, right?

"Haha, not bad, it seems that soon my senior disciple's camp will join a little genius."

"Hey, living in the world of geniuses, there are young geniuses everywhere, how can this make me feel like an old man!" As if perceiving Xing Jue's embarrassment, the old man suddenly laughed.

"Senior, could it be that you are?"

"How surprised? The old man is the only senior disciple, who is called Mr. Winter Melon!" The old man stopped, very proud, and then asked: "Little guy, what is your name?"

"Junior Xing Jue, fortunately meeting Mr. Winter Melon!" Although the old man's name is very weird, Xing Jue paid a respectful look.

Because he felt that this old man was too unfathomable, much stronger than many elders.

There are only two possibilities for this situation. One is that the old man is carrying a treasure. This treasure is so strong that it can completely hide his breath, and even Xing Jue cannot detect it.

But there is another possibility that the strength of the old man has completely exceeded Xing Jue's imagination. With his excellent strength, he escaped all the induction of Xing Jue.

But no matter what it is, it is worthy of Xingjue's courtesy. Intuition tells Xingjue that this old man is extraordinary.

"You should call me Brother, Brother Winter Melon!"

The old man suddenly flew up, moving fast and elegant, Xing Jue could not see his naked body, he had already put on a long robe.

It's just that the robe was so dirty that it rivaled beggars, and even Xing Jue could faintly smell a sour smell.

However, what attracted Xing Jue's eyes at the moment was a medal hung on the chest of the robe. It was indeed a medal of a senior disciple.

Senior disciple, this was the first time Xing Jue stepped into the Sanctuary League Mansion and saw the so-called senior disciple.

There are more than tens of millions of disciples in the Sanctuary League Mansion, and there are only more than a thousand senior disciples. This shows what status the senior disciple has.

"Is it just the Soul of Asura?"

However, at the previous moment, Xing Jue finally felt the old man's breath, which surpassed the Shura war spirit, but was far below the realm of the Shura war general. Xing Jue estimated that the old man should be the Shura war spirit.

"Hey, it's rare that the old man has time, but it turns out that there is no one. When will a beautiful beauty step on the Tianchi Lake, but will he walk into this one again?"

Leaping out of the lake, Mr. Donggua muttered to himself with regret, then looked at Xing Jue and said: