The fighting spirit of the human race!
The young Shen Shen of the Tianpeng tribe had his shiny black peng feathers exploding. He suddenly thought of the recent and notorious new human race Shen Shen, the Supreme God Lord of Muyuan Valley. It was rumored that he was crushed to death by one hand like this.
Su Qinian looked at the divine steed Tianpeng in the palm of his hand, and thought of the scene when the human king Wansheng personally concocted the blood of several gods. Such a pure-blood beast seemed to be a great supplement, but he didn't know whether it tasted good or not.
Following Su Qinian's scrutinizing gaze, the young Shinhwa of the Tianpeng tribe trembled all over. The whole bird was in bad shape. This look was not familiar. Could it be that he wanted to...
"etc!"
He opened his mouth hurriedly, but Su Qinian ignored him at all. Between his five fingers, it seemed to be a red jade and glazed furnace, with ink-colored Taoist rhyme flowing, directly incineration of the soul.
After a few breaths, he looked at the dim light in Tian Peng's eyes in the palm of his hand and felt the dissipated chaotic will. Su Qinian nodded slightly, and with a flash of light from the palm of his hand, the Peng's feathers faded away, and the supreme and eternal battle blood became the blazing fire, burning this supreme being. In the body of the divine beast, an indescribable and complex fragrance filled the heart and spleen for a moment. Even the senior brother Luo Sheng couldn't help but be a little stunned. This action was too fast.
Of course, he didn't stop him because he also wanted to try it.
After half a stick of incense, senior brother Luo Sheng wiped the corner of his mouth. He really couldn't eat anymore. It was worthy of being a divine beast. The life essence of this body was stronger than imagined. Although he had become a Grand Master of the Formation Dao, he was defeated by the Supreme Dayu Formation. After tempering the emperor's body, he could still barely eat half of the leg. Seeing Su Qinian's expression unchanged as he swallowed almost half of the mythical Tianpeng, including flesh and bones, senior brother Luo Sheng rarely felt a bit envious. Color, this Tao Xing Gao also has the benefit of Tao Xing Gao, at least you can eat it as you like.
Su Qinian also nodded, with bright eyes. The Tianpeng meat melted in his mouth, with a fragrant aroma and a burning sensation similar to that of a blood fountain. The supreme life essence contained in the body of the divine beast hardly needed to be passed through. After a lot of refining, in just a moment, nearly 500 of his immortal runes leading to the seventh level of the divine treasure were condensed into substance.
Eight thousand five hundred immortal body runes are shining brightly, and the lines are intertwined, resonating with the physical heavens. Before stepping into this place where the gods died, the supreme and eternal war blood is further condensed, becoming thicker and unstoppable. Not to mention it was an unexpected surprise.
Looking at the floating island in front of him again, Su Qinian looked thoughtful.
"By the way, remember not to tell Heiyu in the future." Su Qinian reminded, he was afraid that this plague chicken would explode its feathers.
The senior brother shook his head and said seriously: "I didn't eat anything, I don't remember."
The two of them glanced at each other, and with tacit understanding, they turned their eyes back to the isolated island in front of them. An isolated island floating in the sky is absolutely extraordinary. It can be called the paradise of the gods. It is impossible to see through the outside world. Immediately, the two of them People walked side by side, and when they entered the white mist area covering the isolated island, the time in front of them was distorted, the void was chaotic, it seemed that everything was reversed, even the sea of the heavens seemed to have gone away.
It was as if they had stepped into an unknown cosmic whirlpool, and as if they had fallen into a cave of chaos that assimilated all the ways. Neither Su Qinian nor Luo Sheng panicked, because this was the only way to enter the land of the gods, and no one could Those who actively enter the Land of God's Fall are passively guided after entering the white mist area of the isolated island.
However, just after Su Qinian fell into it, the life-saving knife trembled again in the physical world, and the blade shook violently. There was a sign of recovery. This was very rare. Soon, he realized that something was wrong, because The aura of Senior Brother Luo Sheng beside him disappeared in an instant.
not good!
Su Qinian's eyes were focused. This was obviously not the norm when entering the Land of God's Fall. The life-breaking knife was moving unexpectedly. What did this mean?
Over the years, he and the Xiu Ming Dao have shared weal and woe. He can feel the existence of the sword's soul, which was born as he entered the soul-melting realm. It has accompanied him step by step in his transformation to this day. Apart from the unknown power silent in the knife, he Still unable to completely control it, there is no barrier to communication between the sword soul and him. Compared with him, the life-threatening sword soul is more like a silent swordsman, cultivating the strongest edge, which is its lifelong pursuit.
At this moment, Su Qinian stirred up the soul of the life-saving sword, and the feedback he received was the same as before. It was the silent power in the sword that was stirring, not the soul of the sword itself.
winter!
Finally getting his feet on the ground, Su Qinian's first feeling was one of heaviness. The Supreme Eternal Battle Body seemed to be more than ten thousand times heavier. It seemed as if he was carrying two sacred mountains on his shoulders. If it were an ordinary Eight Tribulations God Lord, he might not be able to sustain it. What's more important Yes, all paths are forbidden.
"The place of absolute truth!"
Su Qinian raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that as soon as he entered the Land of God's Fall, he would come to such an extremely dangerous area. Everything here is forbidden. According to the story of Lord Zhenyuan, there are many dangerous places with unknown roots in the Land of God's Fall. For endless years, all the major forces in the five heavens have not been able to figure out the reality, and among them is the place of absolute truth.
This is a desolate land. The first thing that catches the eye is two rounds of the setting sun, which are as bright as blood and dazzlingly red. There are dead branches and leaves everywhere, and rugged rocks. There are no living creatures at all, and even the vegetation has disappeared. .
Fortunately, the physical heavens are in the battle body world, the body and spirit are in one realm, and all the ways are stars, intertwining and resonating. Now it has taken a rudimentary shape. In addition, the two scriptures of the immortal body and the original fragment of Chunyang have been initially blended, and the pure Yang Dao rhyme is flowing. , Su Qinian estimated that as long as it was not a large-scale fierce battle, he should be able to handle it without exhausting the physical world.
The most important thing now is to go out, but unfortunately, regarding the Land of Jue Dao, the major forces in the heavens have sacrificed the lives of many supreme beings in the past era, and they have not been able to figure out the path of free entry and exit. All those who have come out are It appears in a daze, out of nowhere, with no rules at all.
winter! winter!
Su Qinian raised his feet and stepped forward, landing like a drum. It was not that his steps were heavy, but that there was a terrifying power here. It was not the gravity of stars, but an invisible oppression imposed on the flesh and blood. This area The land was also hard enough, with cracked frozen soil everywhere. Even with Su Qinian's physique, he could feel a chill rising from the soles of his feet when he stepped on it.
Buzz!
In the heavens of the physical body, the Life-Ending Sword trembled and became restless again, and became more and more violent. The blade was like red-hot iron, and the glazed flames rose up, reflecting the entire starry sky red.
"What is this... a guide to?"
Su Qinian looked at the heavens in his physical body, and pointed the tip of his life-saving knife in the distance. It seemed to be echoing the distance, and it was also like the magnetic needle on the compass of the heavens, guiding the direction. After thinking for a while, Su Qinian decided Following the guidance of the Life-Ending Knife, he went to see what was the source of his agitation. He has always known that the Life-Ending Knife has an extraordinary origin, but now it seems that he may have underestimated it.
The cracked frozen soil was like a crack in an abyss, dark and bottomless. Su Qinian's drum-like footsteps gradually became lighter. He gradually adapted to the oppression of the physical body in this unforgettable place. The supreme and eternal battle The blood is so hot that he even regards this invisible force of oppression as a hammer of heaven and earth, tempering the supreme and eternal battle body from the outside in.
There is no horizon visible in this desolate land, and the two blood-like setting suns hanging high above make Su Qinian always feel an inexplicable sense of voyeurism, as if they are the eyes of some unknown creature, but just thinking about it makes people sad. It shudders to wonder what kind of creature can survive in this place of absolute truth. Unfortunately, in this place of absolute truth, all paths are forbidden and the body is also suppressed. Su Qinian does not want to rush into it before he has a clear understanding of the truth. Climb to the sky to avoid triggering terrible killings.
Half an hour later.
Su Qinian looked at the dilapidated thatched house in front of him and was a little dazzled. It was said to be a thatched house, but in fact it was more like a stilt-style workshop, but it had been abandoned. There were various unknown metal blocks scattered here, all of which were dull. There are also some colorful stones, but they seem to have been covered with cracks as time goes by. In the workshop, there is also a collapsed black stove, a broken hammer, a stone chisel with some chips, and in addition, some The scattered parts that look like handrails should be cast or carved from the metal blocks and stones outside.
Su Qinian leaned over and picked up a palm-sized green stone. He was immediately surprised. It was not so heavy. He believed that it would be impossible for a being who was not a supreme being or one who entered the mythical realm to pick it up, even if it was full of cracks. , he exerted force with the palm of his hand, but could only leave a shallow mark. I am afraid it is not stronger than Tiantie.
But unfortunately, the essence of it seemed to have been lost. When it was intact, it was probably a rare material that could not be found in the world, and it was probably the main material of the weapons of the gods that he had never seen before.
At this point, the Xiu Ming Dao became more and more active. If Su Qinian and the Xiu Ming Dao Hun hadn't joined forces to comfort him, he would have rushed out of the physical world in an instant. The source of the Xiu Ming Dao's restlessness was right here. Inside the workshop.
Taking a deep breath, Su Qinian walked into the dilapidated abandoned workshop and passed the collapsed black furnace. His child's hole suddenly shrank violently. With his current cultivation level and state of mind, he couldn't help but feel his heart tremble because he really saw it. Weird stuff.
It was a divine throne, no more than one foot high. It was as white as snow and as crystal clear as jade. It looked like one whole body. There were no traces of chiseling, but it was also covered with cracks. It was said to be a divine throne because its shape and charm were very similar to each other. When he passed through the mythical tribulation, he saw those short-lived phantoms of the throne of gods that were reflected in the sea of the heavens.
Even the illusory purple throne that once rose in the heavens of his physical body is somewhat similar, but no matter how you look at it, it feels too outrageous.
"Is this a divine throne?"
Su Qinian couldn't help but stepped forward, stretched out his hand and knocked on the white chair back.
clang! clang!
It is like the sound of metal impact, ethereal and loud, and like morning bells and evening drums, thought-provoking, but without any vision. Apart from being stronger than the sky iron, it has no other merits. Su Qinian even boldly stirred up the physical heavens and tried to use various methods to The power of Tao was poured into it, but it was empty and powerless. It was like a stubborn stone with no sign of recovery.
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