In Tianjun Hall, a young monk was riding a wild beast, carrying a halberd that held up the sky. He had the power to look out in all directions. Divine radiance surged around his body, and the radiance turned into ripples and washed away to the surrounding areas. He stepped forward, cold and cold. His eyes looked around, and the coldness on his sword eyebrows was clear: "More and more casual cultivators from all directions are gathering together. People from our three holy places are gathering together. How about joining forces to break through this place and take out the heavy treasure?" He looked at the Shenjun Mansion and the sword. The strong man of the grave.
"It should be so. In order to prevent anyone from taking the opportunity to pick up the leak, the three holy places should each send two strong men to guard it!" A woman from the Sword Tomb stepped forward. She was of excellent appearance and beautiful. The immortal charm fell from top to bottom and covered her whole body. The package, the cold light of a three-foot green peak in the hand is frightening.
"It doesn't matter, what I want is to obtain this source of demon power, so as to consolidate my Dao foundation and step into reincarnation in one fell swoop!" Mo Ruyuan's voice was low, and a flying sword flew out of her sleeves. She raised her hand lightly, and the emperor and the earth paused. Losing the power, the power of the stars gathered between her wrists, and finally merged into the flying sword, causing the resonance of the great avenues of heaven and earth. Such a scene can be described as shocking.
"To touch the reincarnation, there is only one chance to escape the tribulation and enter the reincarnation in one fell swoop. Fairy Mo is indeed the proud daughter of the Divine Lord Palace!" Everyone marveled, even Gu Yao and Zhuang Xuan, who were standing beside the Sword Tomb and the Holy Son of the Tianjun Palace. He was also moved. They were both the proud sons of one heaven, and they were rivals in the same realm. The woman in front of him was as beautiful as a fairy, but she was not a vase. Her real strength and beauty coexisted.
"boom!"
The flying sword slashed towards the mountains below. The ancient mountains channeled spirits, and a large formation rose from the ground. The spiritual power of heaven and earth was condensed into axes and flying swords that struck together fiercely.
The sky and the earth shook, the avenue roared, and the terrifying power made countless casual cultivators fly upside down. "Hiss~! Is this the true strength of the Saintess level?" Numerous cultivators sighed, extremely shocked.
The mountains are shaking, and the terrifying force knocks away the flying sword. Mo Ruyuan steps up on the lotus platform, and the colorful halo is flying all over the sky. He holds the sword in his jade hand, and the sword light turns into countless sword shadows, overlapping and overlapping, completely destroying the sky and the earth. pack!
"Rain of swords is pouring!" She frowned slightly and shouted coldly, and countless sword shadows carried the power of the avenue and crashed into the mountain formation.
The nine golden chariots of the beasts boiled and the nine beasts howled wildly as they galloped toward the formation. A golden sword emitted bright golden light, resplendent in the starry night.
"Huh~ Everyone, let's do it too!" Zhuang Xuan took a deep breath, a touch of fire surged out of his pupils, and his whole body shone with metallic luster. He clenched his hands into fists, and violently violently shook the earth and the world. In this moment, the great avenue of heaven and earth collapsed. Broken, he has no weapons in his hands, his body is a weapon!
"Desolate body," everyone was shocked, looking at the strong body exuding metallic luster, the muscles of the horned dragon soaring to the sky, and just the force of making a fist caused the avenue to collapse!
A group of people stood there blankly, fearful and at the same time extremely envious, "Desolate body, it is said that Tianjundian Zhuang Xuan is the yellow body among the eight desolate bodies. His blood energy is far superior to that of his peers, and his body is as hard as a spiritual soldier. The physical strength of the fist is enough to break mountains and rivers!"
"Too powerful, worthy of being the Holy Son of the Heavenly Lord Palace. With such talent and a desolate body, if you can step into reincarnation and awaken your destiny magical power, who among your peers can fight with it?" Countless cultivators lamented, and the eight desolate bodies They are the eight most powerful physiques in all eternity. Each physique possessor is a favorite favored by God. All those who have achieved great success in ancient times are the most amazing people in the endless star field for all eternity!
Buzz!
The billowing air waves were fierce. Zhuang Xuan raised his hand and punched the trembling formation. The power of the avenue roared, and with one punch, the heaven and the earth trembled. Guyao, Mo Ruyuan and others on the edge of the formation retreated to avoid the edge.
boom!
Zhuang Xuan's body was comparable to a spiritual soldier, and it was hard to shake with the giant axes gathered in the formation. As the formation trembled, there were faint cracks.
"As expected of a barren body, it is difficult to defeat in close combat!" Gu Yao said fearfully, buzzing and rumbling, the giant ax finally couldn't withstand the huge force of the avenue and collapsed. The entire mountain suddenly cracked, revealing an ancient palace, from which the soaring demonic power came out. .
"There seems to be something wrong!" Countless cultivators watched from afar. The demonic power in the ancient palace suddenly dissipated, followed by a surging and pure breath of life, which seemed to be breaking out of the ancient palace.
"Why is there such a surging breath of life? Are there any living things in this palace?!" The faces of the masters of the three holy places were solemn, showing a look of surprise. Countless words bloomed in the ancient palace, densely packed like living ancient creatures, on the walls of the palace. They swim like dragons, phoenixes, fishes, and beasts. They are all different, but they all have one characteristic. They want to break free from the ancient palace.
There is a surging breath of life hidden in the ancient palace, which is extremely mysterious. The powerful demonic power emanates from it, attracting countless cultivators to show greed, but no one dares to take a step forward, not to mention that there are three masters from the Holy Land guarding this place. , that kind of demonic power is not something that ordinary cultivators can be infected with.
"It's trembling, as if asking for help!" Mo Ruyuan frowned, and a weak and childish voice echoed in her mind, calling her to take action. It was long and distant, but it seemed to come from ancient times!
Zhuang Xuan, Gu Yao and other young masters from the Three Holy Lands also fell into silence. Apparently, they all heard the voices coming from the ancient palace.
"There are some monsters here. Should we inform the elders to come before we make a decision?"
For a time, many experts stopped in place.
Numerous cultivators from far away watched and suddenly rushed towards this space in groups, "Since ancient times, wealth has been sought in danger. If you are afraid of death, then we will be the ones to take over this important treasure of the ancient palace!"
The person who came was a master at the peak of the Concentration Realm, with surging blood and amazing strength. He was no weaker than the masters from the three holy places. The broken knife in his hand exuded a cold aura. When it was complete, he was definitely a spiritual weapon.
"Swish, swish, swish!" One after another, figures swept from all directions and rushed towards the ancient palace below.
"Are you going to stop them?" As the young man thought, the sky-holding halberd on his back exuded supreme power, its sharpness could compete with the brightness of the stars and the moon. It was a rare treasure of low-grade heavenly rank!
Cultivators' magic weapons are divided into nine levels, and treasures are divided into three levels: heaven, earth, and human. Generally, each has three levels: upper, middle, and lower. Above the treasures are spiritual weapons. As the name suggests, the magic weapons have been channeled to the spirit, and are condensed by masters in the immortal realm. The natal magical weapon is called an immortal weapon, and there are immortal king's weapons, emperor's weapons, and supreme king's weapons on it!
Nowadays, spiritual weapons are still hard to find among the ancient immortals, and immortal weapons and weapons above the immortal weapons are even harder to find in the world. Take the five holy places in the Southern Wilderness as an example. Each holy place can only be worthy of one immortal weapon. Among the holy lands, powerful sects such as Blood God Palace and Leng Yuexuan, whose strength is not weaker than the five holy lands, cannot be ranked among the holy lands precisely because of the lack of immortal soldiers.
For a powerful sect, immortal soldiers are often more indispensable than top strength!
Gu Yao shook his head, "Let them take action first to clear the way for us. If there is something really fishy, we will have enough time to react!"
"Swish, swish, swish!"
Seeing that the masters of the three holy places were not blocking him, cultivators from all directions came one after another, turning into light and shadow and rushing towards the ancient palace.
The ancient palace trembled, and the densely packed runes and spells were actually cracked under the violent bombardment of these cultivators.
"Buzz!"
The ancient palace suddenly lit up with soaring brilliance, and endless demon power rushed out at this moment. Several cultivators closest to the ancient temple were restrained by the demon power on the spot. They struggled miserably and couldn't get out. They shattered into blood mist and poured into the hall.
