The young monk raised his head and swallowed several ancient pills, then closed his eyes to digest the potency and adjust himself.
After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes, and two electric gazes shot towards the top of the light pillar.
At this time, the strong man in the light pillar was slowly pushing out a palm, and two huge mountain peaks roared out, colliding with the opponent's god-level magic weapon. The power was overwhelming, shaking in all directions. The terrifying impact, but Instantly crush the powerful False God into slag!
"Ah..." the monk yelled, holding his head in pain, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corners of his eyes.
After a stick of incense, the monk stabilized his mind and swallowed a large amount of replenishing pills again.
After recovering for less than half an hour, the monk raised his head again, but he only dared to reveal a trace of his spiritual consciousness upwards, so he hurriedly lowered his head, and then carefully considered the strong man's blow in the light pillar.
That is the ancient secret of Lianshan.
In the distance, a girl looked over inadvertently, her eyes fell on the monk's bald head, and she couldn't help but frown: "This monk's aura..."
Next to the girl, a pale-faced cultivator in plain clothes also turned to look and murmured: "His breath..."
Also aware of the monk's abnormality were several Dark Continent masters in the north of the light pillar, one of whom was Zhou Huaiyuan.
He frowned at first, then relaxed after a moment, with a faint smile on his face.
He also tried to put his consciousness above the light pillar to understand the previous duel between the powerful gods, but in the end he failed.
Although he is a demigod master and has extremely powerful spiritual consciousness, he is nothing in front of a powerful person in the divine realm.
Zhou Huaiyuan shook his head gently, and then turned his gaze to the young monk. The next moment, his expression changed with horror.
At this time, the monk raised his head again, and what he saw was the scene of a battle between two powerful men in the divine realm above the light pillar!
"His consciousness..." Zhou Huaiyuan took a breath of cold air.
After not seeing each other for a short period of time, his spiritual consciousness has become so powerful. It’s really terrifying!
"The pill he swallowed seems to have an enhanced effect on his spiritual consciousness. This kid..." Zhou Huaiyuan shook his head at first, and then he was filled with relief.
He had to look at his son again. Not only was this boy astonishingly talented, but his spiritual consciousness was just as strong as his. He actually possessed a treasure pill that enhanced his spiritual consciousness. What a great chance and good luck.
If he knew that his son could also make alchemy, this feeling of relief would be even greater.
At this time, most cultivators are comprehending the peerless secrets in the light pillar. Some close their eyes and meditate, some use them with all their strength, and some are intoxicated. Whether they are cultivators from the south or masters from the dark continent in the north, they all It's so deep in it that it's almost impossible to get rid of it.
Dan Ge from Xingxu Castle, Yuan Shi from Tianshen Temple, Bing Xishi Yao Lan from Shenjian Sect, Huangfu Sheng from Guxue City, Jiu Fang Ao from Wuji Dao Palace and others were all among them.
They got their own opportunities and gained a lot, especially in the Yuan Dynasty.
In the pillar of light, there was a battle between the ancient powerful men of the Celestial Temple. Many of the long-lost secret techniques of the Celestial Temple reappeared in the world, driving him into madness.
Yuan Shi has long been famous among the younger generation, and was unrivaled by anyone in the world. Now he has received a great opportunity, and his combat power has reached a new level.
The young monk raised his head again and again, quickly lowered his head again and again, swallowed the pill again and again, and then tried his best to capture every move and posture above the light pillar, as well as every change of finger techniques and movements of the peerless strong man. The rules of the route, etc.
However, the power of a battle between powerful men in the divine realm is too terrifying. Even if the monk's spiritual consciousness is stronger than that of ordinary demigods, and even if he swallows the replenishing pills again and again to supplement them, he cannot pay attention continuously and for a long time.
The intense pain of the altar and the oscillation of his soul again and again made his endurance almost reach the limit.
But the young monk was extremely strong-willed, gritting his teeth and watching even if his consciousness was injured. He was bleeding, his face turned red, and the corners of his eyes were constantly spilling blood, which looked extremely horrifying.
And such crazy cultivators are not just monks. They range from Golden Elixir Dzogchen to Demigods. They are all using secret methods to increase the intensity of their spiritual consciousness, and then struggling to watch the ancient mountain secrets in the light pillar, even if they can get a little inspiration. No matter what.
"Ah..." Suddenly, someone let out a shrill scream, his eyeballs suddenly exploded, two blood arrows spurted out, and his body fell down, twitching.
Obviously, this is the collapse of the altar, the soul is bursting, and the whole person is crippled.
However, the temptation of ancient ancient arts is too great. Everyone will not give up easily. They all believe that their spiritual consciousness is stronger than others, and they all believe that they will persevere until the last breath, thereby gaining this great opportunity and becoming one of the two. Among the strongest in the continent.
The wish is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.
The cultivators who were seduced by the ancient art and lost their minds ended up in a very tragic end. The previous master was the first, and then there were scenes of the collapse of the altar one after another. It was only at this moment that everyone's madness was restrained. .
At this time, the young monk was taking action again and again, the path of the exercise in his body was changed again and again, and the power of the dragon-shaped palm also increased again and again.
At first, after every thousand times of dragon-shaped palm power, a virtual mountain peak will appear. After the virtual mountain is submerged into the light pillar, no energy is fed back to the body, and all energy is absorbed by the light pillar.
Every time the Lianshan Ancient Technique was successfully fired, a huge amount of mana and true energy was consumed, but there was no energy replenishment as before, so the young monk had to swallow a lot of pills to recover.
Finally, after millions of times, the monk's palm force quickly turned into a mountain peak. The mountain peak was much clearer than before, and even the huge rocks on the mountain could be seen!
The monk was so happy that he swallowed the elixir to restore his magic power so that he could continue to use it.
But after the mountain peak hit the light pillar, it did not sink into the sea like before. Instead, invisible energy came out of the light pillar and instantly submerged into the monk's body, filling his empty mana instantly, and there was still a lot left!
These remaining mysterious energies directly impacted the three elixirs in the monk's body, causing his cultivation to soar.
The two elixirs of fire and wood were originally the peak of the golden elixir in the middle stage. Under the impact of the huge energy, the metal elixir also reached the limit of the mid-term peak. The three elixirs rotated at high speed, and they all showed signs of breakthrough!
Not only that, his two seeds of ice and earth also revealed the aura of condensing pills.
The young monk was horrified. Two of the three elixirs were trying to break through at the same time. He couldn't suppress it even if he tried. The catastrophe caused by this might be terrifying. It would definitely lead to death and no life!
What's worse is that the huge change in the monk's aura instantly attracted the attention of countless people.
Except for the cultivators who were deeply mired in enlightenment and unable to extricate themselves, all the practitioners who had not entered a deep level of enlightenment were aware of the changes in the monks.
"Three elixirs and two kinds...he is Zhou Yang!" The demigod from Hezhou was the first to wake up and exclaimed in shock.
