"Ah" the ancient saint roared, his eyes full of resentment. If Ye Nan didn't know his true identity, she would really think that he was a cruel killing saint from the killer dynasty.
This was a painful and long process, full of suffocating despair. The Great Dao Aquarius was like a bottomless pit, wantonly depriving the ancient saint of the essence, life force, and Taoism. He only felt that his years were draining away rapidly. .
The ink-colored real dragon transformed into black gold with dragon patterns is like a pitch-black shackle, unbreakable. No matter how hard he struggles, he can't break away at all, watching helplessly as the opponent refines himself.
All of this happened in an instant. In just a blink of an eye, this ancient sage already felt that he had entered his twilight years and was extremely old.
"You" he was frightened and frightened in his heart. For the first time in many years of becoming a saint, he experienced the fear of death.
Not only him, but in the distance, the five saints, the three holy masters, and a group of disciples and monks were also staring at this place.
In their eyes, as soon as the black and crystal-clear treasure bottle appeared, the atmosphere of the whole world changed. It was just floating there quietly, but it seemed to be floating above the heavens and the world, gathering the principles of heaven and earth. Respect yourself.
The most terrifying thing was the change in the ancient sage. Everyone intuitively felt that after the treasure bottle was pointed at him, the life fluctuations in the ancient sage immediately weakened a lot, and the energy seemed to be losing rapidly.
But in the next second, the five saints and the three holy masters all took a breath of cold air, and the remaining disciples and monks almost stared out of their eyes, and even a few demon cultivators seemed to have seen a ghost. , an unspeakable chill rose on the surface of his body.
Under the influence of the treasure bottle, a soft and bright thing was slowly taken out of the ancient saint's body, like a bright moon, constantly changing its shape in the void, overflowing with light, releasing a majestic and atmospheric breath of life.
"Junior." At this time, the ancient sage's voice was already too weak to be heard. After the mass was peeled off, his whole body seemed to have poured out all his energy and energy at once, completely drying up.
The black dragon transformed into black gold with dragon patterns strangled it hard, and the ancient saint immediately disappeared into ashes and disappeared into the void.
Ye Nan raised her hand and took the origin of the ancient saint into her hand, feeling the vast and unparalleled life essence contained in it, her face was calm.
"Ugh!" In the distance, a female cultivator suddenly realized what that thing was. She fainted and covered her mouth.
"Oh my God." The other monks also murmured to themselves. They couldn't believe their eyes at all, and they were in a state of numbness.
Nan Yiyi, Yang Zhen, Qing Ming, Jin Peng, Hu Xin and other leading figures of the younger generation also looked seriously, staring at the beautiful figure in the sea of thunder.
Saint Tianxuan took a deep breath, frowned on his arrogant face, and said: "Has there ever been a technique that captures a person's origin in the history of cultivation?"
The saint from Zifu shook his head and responded: "Not only the human race, but also the famous emperors from ancient times have not spread such techniques."
"Although the demon clan can refine the body through devouring blood food sacrifices, it is also closely related to the wilderness of the jungle. The demon clan has never heard of the cultivation method that directly absorbs the monks' origin." The Black Crow Saint showed a serious look for the first time. Apparently even he was deeply shaken.
"Could it be a technique from the mythical age?" The ancient sage from the Jiuli Ancient Dynasty raised a possibility.
However, after thinking for a moment, the remaining four ancient saints all shook their heads in denial. The Qingjiao Saint said: "Taking the origin of monks is tantamount to depriving others of their own way to build their own way. If you are too generous and peaceful, you will not be able to realize the way at all. Let alone being able to pass down the Dharma.”
"So, after our discussion, can we think that this woman's technique is her own creation?" The saint from the Zi Mansion took a breath of cold air again and looked at the beautiful figure in the distance.
The Ancient Sage Qingjiao looked serious and said: "I'm afraid this is the truth!"
"boom!"
At this moment, a group of monks were in an uproar. The conversation of several saints was not avoided by everyone, so they were also heard.
The expressions on their faces were all different, ranging from surprise to fear, and even revealed a deep shock and horror.
If they become the target of the treasure bottle, can they protect their origins and not be stripped away?
And at this moment, everyone realized another extremely terrifying truth, that is, what this girl was going through at this time was a catastrophe in the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm!
This also means that her cultivation has already surpassed most of the leading generation in the world. If she continues at this speed, how many people in the world can check and balance her? I'm afraid that all of them will become her human medicine, allowing her to take away the source.
"Should we report to the Yuhua Divine Dynasty as soon as possible to kill this girl?" A monk muttered to himself with fear in his eyes.
"Or ask the ancient saints to take action to completely eliminate this kind of demonic power. Otherwise, even if the heaven is destroyed, the entire world may never have peace!"
"But. Even the saint died in her catastrophe! There are still two saints!"
Suddenly, everyone stopped talking.
In the midst of the catastrophe, that beautiful and refined figure looked back at them.
The look in his eyes was as calm as water and calm, as if he had anticipated all this, or had already accepted it all.
With just one glance, everyone can feel the transcendent confidence she exudes from top to bottom and from the inside out.
Comments, gazes, opinions. All worldly things seem to be just a passing thing to her, just like the bronze mask that seems to be crying but not crying, and smiling but not smiling. This is a remote feeling of alienation that no one can understand and no one can understand. within reach.
Why do I need the bright moon to accompany me? My body is also bright with the bright moon.
"She" a monk opened his mouth and was speechless for a long time.
"boom!"
But at this moment, above the sky, the domineering figure suddenly made a move. Beside it, one Taiyin Avenue surged up one after another, and the entire ancient battlefield was trembling.
Taiyin Human Emperor takes action again!
"hold head high"
At the same time, in the other direction, the dragon energy was steaming, as dark as ink, and the black gold with dragon patterns once again transformed into a real black dragon with teeth and claws. The scales opened and closed, killing thousands of waves!
"What's going on? Why is her calamity so similar to everything that happened in the ancient battlefield in the past?"
"Does it mean that she wants to compete with these two supreme figures? How is that possible?!"
Many monks exclaimed, and what they saw before them refreshed their understanding again and again.
"It seems so. This technique is indeed her original technique. God cannot tolerate it and will destroy it with a catastrophe!" One of the five saints spoke, with astonishment in his eyes.
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