"How old?" Xiao ran asked curiously.
"You'll know when you get there. " Zhang Yu said.
"Have you absorbed them all?"
"Thank you, brother Xiao!" Zhang Yu expressed his gratitude and bowed solemnly.
After refining the Dragon blood, his cultivation had also increased to Lv 1 martial King realm, but he had not condensed a Dao fruit yet.
He took a look.
Xiao ran nodded in satisfaction and asked,"have you condensed your Dao fruit?"
"Not yet," Zhang Yu touched his head in embarrassment.
"It's too difficult to condense a Dao fruit. Moreover, I don't even have a clue."
"Catch." Xiao ran took out a sword origin Dao fruit and threw it over.
He had a total of five Dao fruits on him.
If he gave him one, he would have four left.
Looking at the sword origin Dao fruit in his palm, a majestic sword Qi that contained immense power was emitted. His eyes burned with desire, and he even stuttered,"for ... For me?"