Most of the strange things in Qingyuan are divided into two types.
One is something that is restrained and consumed by martial arts, and the other is evolved from special laws.
The night market peddler Duan Zhen met before and the man carrying meat that came out of the cave later were all special types.
This kind of weirdness will not appear easily, and its power cannot be measured in the realm of common sense.
If you follow its rules, ordinary people can be fine.
The weird ones corresponding to the blood energy of ordinary martial arts are divided into:
There are five types of wandering, resentment, fierceness, evil, and gathering.
They are equivalent to going through the seventh level of body refining to reach the realm of Zhoutian.
At this moment, Duan Zhen jumped off the city wall in the vast night.
It was like he turned into a sharp sword, piercing the boundless darkness.
It’s dark and weird, so be sure not to leave the city.
Outside Longchuan City at night, there are always demons dancing around and evil spirits everywhere.
But when I saw him tonight, it was not as overwhelming as Duan Zhen had imagined.
"It should be because of the scarlet flame general..."
Duan Zhen hid in the night, roughly observed everything around him, and felt a slight enlightenment in his heart.
The red flames turned Ji Lianshan's power into the realm of Three Thousand Tribulations, turning it into skyfire for ten days and nights, and killed hundreds of thousands of monsters and even monsters. It can be said that these raging evil spirits were completely deterred.
At this time, there was not even a single evil-level monster outside Longchuan City.
There are only some scattered games, resentments, and more than a dozen evil levels.
"That's fine."
Duan Zhen suddenly stopped and slowly spread the covering of his body.
Immediately afterwards, he exerted a little force, and there was a sudden heartbeat along his heart.
"Dong-dong-dong-dong!"
In the dead silence of the night, a sudden sound suddenly arose, like the mighty sound of the golden-armored warriors beating the heavenly drums in front of the Nantian Gate, calling for all the gods and immortals to pay homage to the Emperor of Heaven.
The surrounding area also suddenly burned with a dazzling light that was difficult to look directly at, cutting through the deep and dark night.
"I haven't released my power for a long time."
Duan Zhen adjusted the power around his body, and his eyes became extremely deep and mysterious.
In the entire world of the First Age of Immortal Qin, except for using Meng Qi's strength at the last moment to rush into the Kunlun Skylight, he had almost never touched anyone.
He and the group of divine generals in the light, and even the female deity who appeared in the end, only exchanged a few punches.
Martial arts is all about competition, and he understood this clearly when he saw the declining King Nie in the world of wind and cloud.
Now he seems to be in this situation himself.
"Being brave and diligent, fighting against heaven and earth, is the best way to practice martial arts."
Duan Zhen's eyes revealed a glimmer of brilliance, and all thoughts disappeared.
He looked at the strange group of people around him who suddenly moved because of his own appearance and howling in succession.
"Boom!"
At this moment, the mighty sound of the heavenly drum that had been surging in his body suddenly stopped.
It was as if the intensive drumbeats had come to an end, and the drummer exerted all his strength and gave the final blow.
The air became obscure at this moment, and the void seemed to be withdrawn in an instant, forming cold and terrifying void areas.
"Roar!"
The strange group of people roared towards them, and they couldn't help but stagnate, as if they were shocked by the strangeness that came to an abrupt end.
They roared and surrounded Duan Zhen three feet away, but they did not dare to take another step.
No matter how bloodthirsty and cruel they were, they felt a boundless danger at this moment, about to erupt.
And in the next moment, this group of monsters with ferocious faces, either bloody, cold, or twisted, saw a majestic and vast thing that they had never seen before, rising suddenly from their eyes.
That's a mountain.
According to myths and legends, a thousand one-worlds are called a small thousand worlds, a thousand small thousand worlds are called a middle thousand worlds, and a thousand of a thousand worlds are called a great thousand worlds.
When the Small Thousand, Middle Thousand, and Great Thousand are combined into one, we can form the Three Thousand Great Thousand Worlds.
This number of three thousand is a general reference, not a real number.
And at the top of the middle pole of these three thousand worlds, there is a majestic and endless vast sacred mountain.
It has existed in this world, and I don’t know when it was born.
But since its existence, it has been immortal through thousands of chaotic societies!
It is surrounded by eight mountains and eight seas, and there are three thousand great worlds lifted upwards. There are all living beings, all living things, all sentient and merciless living beings. Praise is endless!
The most extreme mountain in the universe, Sumeru!
"How can it be…!"
"What is this?!"
Among the crazy and chaotic strange group, there are also wise people.
When they saw that this human boy in front of them was only thirteen or fourteen years old, and he dared to go out of the city alone, they couldn't wait to swallow his blood and flesh.
But they never imagined that this young man who looked as ordinary as a lamb would turn into such a terrifying existence in the next moment.
So majestic and boundless!
There are no words to describe their horror at this moment.
How could this group of sinister creatures, who have been in darkness all year round, ever see such a mighty sacred mountain?
The form of the mountain just stood there, giving them a sense of invincibility and inviolability.
Even at this moment, they felt themselves becoming infinitely small, while the majestic sacred mountain in front of them became infinitely vast.
"I have a martial arts heart seal, called Xumi Mountain Down, please appreciate it."
And at this moment, the shadow of the sacred mountain quickly dispersed.
Those weird people who had endless fear in their hearts saw the thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy just now, staring at them and speaking slowly.
The young man's eyes were extremely solemn and heavy.
He was not disdainful because everything in front of him was weird, as if he was seriously telling a group of people something.
I have a martial arts style called Xumi Shan Dao. Please appreciate it.
"...Xumi Mountain fell?"
The group of weirdos, all of whom had intelligence, were all stunned.
They only felt that after the young man finished speaking, the fear and confusion that had arisen for no reason after seeing the sacred mountain slowly calmed down.
It was as if the young man's words calmed their minds.
However, before they could react, they saw the vast and majestic sacred mountain that had just dispersed suddenly reappear!
Boom boom boom!
The mountain suddenly emerged this time, and even layers of roaring and exploding air waves seemed to be set off in the void, turning into endless flames that swept across all directions, covering all the strange things around it.
In the air, a layer of broken and unstable aura of destruction suddenly rose.
"The mountain is about to fall..."
At this moment, all the weird thoughts, regardless of whether they were intelligent or not, chaotic and clear, all had this thought in their hearts.
The majestic sacred mountain that stands on the top of the eight mountains and eight seas, the middle of the three thousand worlds, and spreads vastly over 1,234,500 yojanas, is about to collapse!
At the same time, it seemed as if the whole world was going to be destroyed with the collapse of this sacred mountain!
Formation, existence, destruction, and emptiness are all in an instant!
Whirring whirring!
In the dark night, a ray of light rose up that was extremely dark at first, and then turned into a dazzling light that lit up the night sky, filling the entire outside Longchuan City.
At this moment, the peaceful red light emitted by the life-suppressing formation in the city seemed not as dazzling as this ray of color in the flow of life and death.
All the weird things that come into view seem to turn into a rain of light, and they seem to be purified by the light and completely dissipated in the world.
Before they even had time to let out their last frightened roar, they were turned into powder by this irresistible force.
The evil spirits and coldness of the night were suddenly swept away.
"One level of law, four levels of meaning."
After the dust settled, Duan Zhen still clenched his fists, comprehending the moves evolved from this martial arts heart seal.
If it becomes empty and becomes empty, Mount Sumeru will fall.
This is the heart seal that evolved when he fought against Wang Chao and the GOD leader in the world of dragons and snakes.
At first it was only used for kicking, but after experiencing several worlds, the profound martial arts background in my heart sublimated this meaning.
This is the kind of pile method he has been thinking about.
It is as quiet as the sacred mountain Sumeru, standing on the top of thousands of mountains and seas.
The movement is like forming, dwelling and destroying empty space, destroying billions of infinite galaxies.
This posture of heart seal does not stick to any fists, legs, or soles. As long as the energy and strength are united, it can be activated suddenly.
Moreover, it follows the path of extremely strong bursts of power. Even if compared at the same level, in terms of intention and power, it is no less inferior to Wang Chao's Heaven-shaking Seal.
This form of Sumeru Mountain Down can be said to be the most powerful physical attack method that Duan Zhen has evolved from his current martial arts.
The consumption is so great that even his current five powers combined into one cannot be used again in a short time.
"Xuan Yuan is supreme, and Mount Xumi falls. The martial arts method finally takes shape..."
Duan Zhen realized his own power and sighed slightly.
At this time, in his martial arts, there is a Xuanyuan Supreme Sword style, and a physical body Sumeru Mountain Falling style, and he has initially stepped out of the cage of his predecessors.
Since practicing martial arts, he has learned about mountains, waters, and the world, and has finally embarked on his own path.
"Three generations coexisting, it's far more than that..."
Duan Zhen pondered for a while, and did not stay long, but stood outside the city gate, waiting for dawn to arrive.
The weirdness around him had been swept away, and he gathered his mind and sank into the holy womb, experiencing the wonderful changes.
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