Chapter 380 Living Legend!

"Hello, Senior Wu!"

Su Chen bowed to Wu Qiankun and said with a smile.

There was a hint of shock in Wu Qiankun's eyes. He looked at Su Chen and said, "Did you really refine the Jietian Pill?!"

Qin Muying had just told him that.

He originally thought that Su Chen said he refined the Jietian Pill to comfort him, but he never thought that Su Chen could actually refine the Jietian Pill.

That was an ancient elixir that was difficult for even the Alchemy Saint to refine, and it had long been lost.

Now, it was actually refined by Su Chen!

"That's right! This is the Jietian Pill!"

Su Chen smiled slightly, and the light in his palm was bright. A golden pill, mixed with ancient and simple, fragrant, and interwoven with eight strange elixir patterns, looked very extraordinary.

"Saint Su Chen, it seems that you are determined to let me join the Tiandao Sect!"

Wu Qiankun said with a bitter smile.

But his eyes showed a touch of emotion and excitement.

Over the past thousand years, he had experienced the ups and downs of life, his martial arts foundation was destroyed, his blood and qi were declining, and he was almost exhausted. He no longer had any hope.

But he did not expect to meet Su Chen at the last moment of his life.

He saw hope again from Su Chen.

"Hello, Senior Wu!"

At this time, Feng Wentian and others also came up and bowed deeply to Wu Qiankun.

And Yang Chuan's eyes were full of shock and excitement.

He just heard Feng Wentian introduce that the dying old man in front of him was actually the brilliant genius, the formation saint Wu Qiankun, a thousand years ago!

This is a legend of the East Wilderness.

Even Yang Chuan and Wu Qiankun had met once.

"Fellow Daoist Wu, I didn't expect you were still alive!"

Yang Chuan said with great emotion.

"Brother Yang, we fought side by side a thousand years ago. I didn't expect that Brother Yang is also old!" Wu Qiankun smiled slightly. "Yes, he is old! Brother Wu, you, the legend of the East Wasteland, the Array Saint who sealed the Abyss Sea with your own strength a thousand years ago, are still alive. It is a blessing for my East Wasteland and my human race!" Yang Chuan said solemnly. He and Wu Qiankun are contemporaries, but in the East Wasteland, anyone who has experienced the battle a thousand years ago, who doesn't stand in awe when hearing the name of the Array Saint Wu Qiankun? If there is no Array Saint Wu Qiankun, I am afraid that how many people are still alive in the East Wasteland today, it is hard to say. The people around were still wondering about Wu Qiankun's identity, but after hearing Yang Chuan's words, they were all shocked. "Array Saint Wu Qiankun? He is the peerless genius Wu Qiankun of the East Wasteland a thousand years ago?"

"It is said that he single-handedly set up the Qiankun Demon Sealing Array a thousand years ago, sealed the Abyss Sea, and saved the East Wasteland! This is a living legend. It is said that he died in that battle a thousand years ago. Who would have thought that he is still alive?"

"Too incredible! Senior Wu is still alive?"

"But why does he look so weak, and his blood is so weak?"

Everyone was excited.

This is a living legend.

Who among the warriors in the East Wasteland, including those in the seven martial arts holy places, does not know the name of Array Saint Wu Qiankun?

Who did not grow up listening to the deeds of the Array Saint?

Everyone's eyes showed an extremely excited and admiring look.

Array Saint Wu Qiankun, just this name is awe-inspiring!

"Brother Wu, why are you like this?"

Yang Chuan noticed the situation in Wu Qiankun's body and asked with great concern.

In his perception, Wu Qiankun's martial arts foundation was destroyed, his dantian was broken, and his soul was scattered. The whole person was almost exhausted.

Although there was a strong vitality in his body, it was obvious that he had taken some powerful elixir,

but it could not heal the root.

When the vitality dissipated, Wu Qiankun would die.

"The battle a thousand years ago hurt my foundation, and I was hurt by the villains, so I fell to this point. I am ashamed!"

Wu Qiankun smiled indifferently.

His eyes were calm and free and easy, as if there was no anger or unwillingness.

"So that's it! But Brother Wu, this Su Chen Saint of Tiandao Sect has refined the Jietian Pill. If you take the Jietian Pill, you may be able to rebuild your foundation and reach the peak again!"

Yang Chuan's eyes lit up and he suddenly said.

"Elder Yang is right! This is why I asked Senior Wu to come here. Didn't Xuan Ming suspect that I didn't refine the Heaven-Severing Pill? Everyone knows Senior Wu's physical condition. If he takes this pill, can he rebuild his martial arts foundation? The answer will be clear by then, right?"

Su Chen said with a calm smile.

On the other side, Xuan Ming's face became more and more ugly.