Twenty-seven days have passed since the trial of Qiantian Palace began.
However, people outside are not in a hurry, because in the past, the shortest trial in Qiantian Palace lasted for fifteen days, and the longest was thirty days.
In other words, in three days at most, Qiantian Palace will be opened again and the testers will be released from Zhongzhou.
At this moment, south of Zhongzhou, it is close to Suyang City, a small border town in the northernmost part of Tianzhou.
Suyang City is a city named after a person in memory of Su Yang, the god of war who died fighting foreigners.
However, in the past thousand years, martial arts have gradually declined, and warriors can only survive in the cracks under the oppression of wealthy families.
The way forward to the upper realm of martial arts is almost cut off.
A city that commemorates the God of War will naturally not be welcomed by aristocratic families.
In particular, Tianzhou was the center of the Wei Dynasty. In addition to the five major surnames and the ten wealthy families, there were also many medium-sized aristocratic families entrenched in each government.
Such a city that symbolizes the spirit of warriors has gradually declined with the decline of martial arts, and has gradually become a small border town. It only becomes more popular when business travelers pass by to replenish water and food.
However, Suyang City in recent days has been uncharacteristically lively, much more lively than at any time in the past few decades.
Grandmaster-level experts who have been rare to see in Suyang City for many years can now be seen almost everywhere.
But these masters, who are almost at the top in the eyes of ordinary warriors, can only serve as guards for the young masters and ladies.
"What's going on recently? Why are so many martial arts masters coming to Suyang City?"
"This Suyang City is neither big nor small. I didn't expect it to be such a crowded day."
"Who says it's not the case! All the inns in the city have been booked, so I can only stay in private houses."
"Tell me, is it possible that some exotic treasure is about to be born, which is why it has attracted so many forces?"
"Even if there is a rare treasure, it doesn't matter to us. Didn't you see those young masters today? The look from the followers behind them almost made me crazy. I'm afraid they are not martial saint level experts!"
Several warriors on the roadside were whispering that so many people could gather here. If a strange treasure was really born, they would have to take a gamble even if they risked their lives.
"Ignorance!" At this time, a light sneer came from behind several people.
They looked back and saw a shabby old man in ragged clothes sitting in the corner, holding a sizzling and greasy chicken leg in his hand and chewing on it.
"Old guy! You are looking for death!" One of the middle-aged men with a long knife on his waist was furious and made a gesture of drawing the knife.
"Slow down! Brother He, don't you want to use this wind-chasing knife on a beggar? Why do you need to be familiar with him?"
An old man in black robes beside the man raised his hand to stop him.
"Hmph!" The middle-aged man snorted coldly and sheathed his sword.
The old beggar finished chewing the chicken legs, wiped the oil from his hands on his chest, and then combed his messy hair, and then he calmly said:
"These family members are here to wait for the Qiantian Palace to open."
"Qiantian Palace?" The warriors who were just heard were stunned when they heard this, and turned back to look at the old beggar.
"Looking at you, I guess you've never even been to Fucheng in this life." The old beggar curled his lips.
"You!" The middle-aged man was angry.
"Brother He." The old man in black robe stopped him. He immediately looked at the old beggar, clasped his fists and saluted: "This brother invites you. The Qiantian Palace you are talking about is the fairy palace that opens once every sixty years. It is said to enter Can one of the warriors ascend to heaven in one step and become an immortal and an ancestor?"
"It seems you have some knowledge." The old beggar glanced at him and continued:
"If we can capture the "Qiantian Essence" in this Qiantian Palace, the probability of Ningsha Realm warriors reaching the Divine Power Realm will be greatly increased. Becoming a Martial God, for a warrior, is indeed regarded as becoming an immortal and becoming an ancestor! "
"My brother said that, but I remembered it. When I was young, I heard my cousin from the same village say that he seemed to have been to Fucheng and mentioned Qiantian Palace. He seemed to have mentioned the noble family." The old man in black robe recalled with a face. color.
"Is that aristocratic family..."
"What an aristocratic family, it's just a stronger warrior family. You believe what an old beggar says, forgive He for not..." the middle-aged man said disdainfully, turned around and walked towards the other side of the street.
"Pfft!"
The middle-aged man's voice stopped suddenly, his whole body was split in two, and blood and internal organs flowed all over the floor.
"Such a wide road, you have to block the middle of the road." A handsome young man in green robe put his hands behind his back and stepped over the middle-aged man's body. His feet were touched by blood, but not stained at all.
Before leaving, the young man in green robe glanced at the old beggar, raised his eyebrows slightly, and left immediately.
This bloody and terrifying scene shocked the middle-aged man’s companions. A few of them were just swept by the green-robed young man’s eyes. They felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, and their whole bodies were cold. They stood motionless by the roadside, not daring to breathe. A sound.
The young man in green robe didn't seem to see them at all and slowly disappeared at the end of the street.
"This is an aristocratic family, and it's not even a snake." The old beggar said calmly and looked at the old man in black robe.
"Masters from aristocratic families have gathered here these days. You'd better stay away from here, lest you lose your lives inexplicably. There is no need for a reason for people from aristocratic families to kill warriors. Especially aristocratic families from Qi and Chu."
"Thank you for your advice, senior. I'll leave right away!" The old man in black robe and his companions thanked him repeatedly and hurriedly got into the alley, preparing to take a detour and leave Suyang City.
"Most of the aristocratic families in Dongshengzhou are here. In the past, there were not so many people at the end of the trial!" The old beggar frowned as he looked at the children of the aristocratic families coming and going on the street.
"Are these aristocratic families determined to put Han Zhao to death? It seems that I may not be able to fulfill the teacher's instructions."
He is Yuan Xiyu's second disciple Song Dengyun, who is at the third level of supernatural power. What he practices is the "Huang Liang Meng Jie Sutra", which is the most difficult to comprehend among the Three Classics, Four Gongs and Five Sacred Scriptures of the Tiansheng Sect.
This technique can project his soul and mana into any realm he has visited by entering a dream.
In this way, the rejection and suppression of the world's will can be greatly reduced.
Of course, the projected person can only have at most half of his own magical powers and mana.
And because the source world is extremely special, he can only exert 30% of his strength in this world.
Although 30% of the strength of the third level magical power is stronger than that of the second level magical power, the source world is the world of wealthy families, and this kind of combat power is not enough at the top level.
Especially the possibility of rescuing Han Zhao from the family siege is very slim.
Moreover, once his projection dies, his body will also suffer heavy damage, so Song Dengyun can only do his best and will never fight for Han Zhao.
After all, in his opinion, even if Han Zhao breaks through the family siege, it is almost impossible to successfully overcome the tribulation in the Source Realm.
"If you were willing to go to the cave to escape the tribulation, or if you didn't practice Senior Brother's demon skills, you wouldn't be in such a desperate situation."
Song Dengyun was helpless.
Although the eldest brother Yama is also a demon and has made great contributions in the war a thousand years ago, his view of demons is actually the same as the master of Sanqi Hall Yu Shuangbai - if he is not of my race, his mind must be different.
At that time, Yan Mohe showed signs of losing control because of hidden problems in his skills. Yan Shuangbai, who was still in the first level of heaven and human at that time, took action to suppress Yan Mohe, but he was injured by him and his foundation was damaged.
At that time, Yuan Xiyu, who was not as strong as Yan Shuangbai, took action, but successfully suppressed Yan Mohe.
This incident also allowed Yuan Xiyu to completely secure his position as the real person in charge.
Over the course of a thousand years, Yuan Xiyu's skills have reached the third level of heaven and human beings, while Yan Shuangbai, who was originally leading in cultivation, is now only at the second level of heaven and human beings, so he hates demons to the core.
"There are so many magical secrets in the Tiansheng Cave, why do we have to practice the true demonic skill of Nirvana?!"
Song Dengyun also knew that Yan Shuangbai had selfish motives for Han Zhao, but from a moral perspective, no one could fault him.
The incident in which the demonic Martial God stabbed the Tiansheng Sect and the Great Qin Empire in the back still leaves many people with lingering regrets.
"We can only do our best and obey fate." Song Dengyun sighed.
As the sun passed by, the old beggar projected by Song Dengyun changed to another street to beg.
"Huang Liang Meng Tribulation Sutra" allows him to experience the different lives of countless people, so although he progresses quickly, his mental state and cultivation can always keep up, and he is not disturbed by inner demons at all.
"Qiantian Palace reappeared above Tianxuan Mountain in Cangzhou, and the children of the Murong family left with me."
Suddenly, a majestic voice resounded across the sky from above the clouds, and a huge white tiger poked its head out of the clouds, then soared into the clouds and flew toward the southeast.
Before leaving, the white tiger brought up a cloud, picked up several young men and women in Suyang City, and flew to Tianxuan Mountain together.
"What's going on? Why did Qiantian Palace appear above Tianxuan Mountain unexpectedly?" When Song Dengyun learned about this, his expression suddenly changed.
"Oops! With so many forces gathered in Tianxuan Mountain, if Corpse Soul Valley joins forces with several other major forces to attack the mountain, wouldn't Xuanzong be in danger of being wiped out that day?!"
Song Dengyun immediately flashed and disappeared into the city.
After a while, the Qi family, Cao family, Wang family and other local aristocratic families in the Wei Kingdom also rushed to Cangzhou.
In the Qi State, the royal family Jiang Family, Corpse Soul Valley, Taiyin Sect, and Sanyang Gate.
As for the Chu State, apart from the Murong family, it was the Bailing Sect.
It's just that Yu Sheng was frozen by Yu Xuanji's great magical power, and she is currently stepping up her efforts to refine Yu Xuanji's magic power. Therefore, a first-level spirit summoner with Qingluan bloodline was sent to meet the disciples of Bailing Sect participating in the trial.
On the side of demons, the two major forces of Jiuyou Mansion and the Immortality Sect have been dispatched. The Killing King, who has perfected the first level of supernatural power, and the Tiansha King, who has reached the second level of supernatural power, have also been dispatched.
Most of the top forces in Dongsheng Continent were dispatched. Some of these people were to support their own juniors, some were to hunt down Han Zhao, and some were to intercept and kill the Martial God of Tiansheng Cave.
Of course, it’s more about watching the excitement and fishing in troubled waters.
Battles at the magical level don't happen very often.
Especially watching a peerless expert of this level engage in a life-and-death battle.
...
At this time, in the backyard of the Suyang City Lord's Mansion.
The Ji family members stayed in the wing in the backyard and did not leave with the large army for some unknown reason.
A woman in a long black dress, surrounded by black mist, could only barely see her graceful figure, sat on a chair, sipping tea leisurely.
Standing next to her was a tall woman, wearing a blue silk embroidered skirt, with a fair face that was both happy and angry, and a pair of eyes under the long eyelashes that seemed to be overflowing with moisture, which was particularly attractive.
It's just that the woman's face was full of anxiety at the moment. Feeling the constant fluctuations of mana in the sky, she couldn't help but subconsciously tighten her skirt.
Seeing the woman in black dress in the dark mist finish her cup of tea and pour another cup, she finally couldn't help it anymore.
"Lord Xiaoji! Why don't we set off yet?"
"Bai Wei, don't worry." The woman in black skirt smiled slightly.
The two of them were Ji Baiwei, who had become a first-level soldier, and Zhu Ji, a third-level soldier who had returned from the outer world.
"But if Qiantian Palace opens in advance, Brother Han..." Ji Baiwei was extremely uneasy.
"With our speed, we can still make it in time even if we set off half a day later." Sensing Ji Baiwei's violent mood swings, Xiao Ji's eyes flashed with joy, but there was no emotion on his face.
There have been many happy events for her in recent years. First, she made an unexpected breakthrough three years ago and became a third-level soldier.
Then, last year, Ji Baiwei learned that Han Zhao had returned to Dongsheng Continent and was being chased by Corpse Soul Valley. Under the emotional upheaval, he actually refined the last Seven Evils Fragment and became a first-level weapon master.
After hearing the news, Zhu Ji returned to the Source Realm a year in advance before the period of guarding was over, just to wait for this opportunity.
As long as Ji Baiwei's emotions reach the extreme, then the Seven Evil Fragments can be used as food to completely recover.
Mandrill became a third-level warrior in just over a hundred years. When she absorbs the Seven Evils and merges with the Three Kings Nuo Noodles in her body, she hopes to become the youngest Holy Master in the history of the family.
And as soon as he breaks through, he can rely on the Ten Kings Nuo Noodles to become the strongest among the Holy Lords.
The pinnacle of life is right in front of you!
As for promising Ji Baiwei to save Han Zhao, Zhao Ji naturally lied to her from the beginning.
Ji Baiwei spent the entire first half of his life living in lies.
In that case, let her end up lying.
"She must be dealt with as soon as possible, otherwise the old guys in the clan will be shaken." Zhao Ji secretly cursed in his heart.
Ji Baiwei became the Seven Evils Overturning Arms Envoy in his early thirties, and already had the momentum to surpass her. If she hadn't made the breakthrough this time and became the third-level Arms Envoy, maybe the old guy in the clan wouldn't have allowed her to deal with her anymore. Ji Bai smiled slightly.
After all, this world is about the law of the jungle.
Ji Baiwei and Han Zhao will become her stepping stones to reach the top.
"As long as Lord Zhuji saves Brother Han, I will definitely fulfill my promise and be willing to sacrifice myself!" Ji Baiwei said decisively.
"Don't worry, since I promised you, I will naturally take action to save him." Mandrill said calmly.
Seeing that Ji Baiwei's mood had reached its peak, Zhu Ji drank the tea in the cup and stood up.
"Let's go."
"Thank you, Lord Zhuji!" Ji Bai was overjoyed and quickly opened the door.
The two of them took up two escaping lights, one black and one white, and flew towards Cangzhou at full speed.
...
Qiantian Palace.
Water Mansion.
A weak lake with an island in the middle of the lake.
The volume of the Baizhang Golden Pot has shrunk by two-thirds at this moment.
The "Qian Tian Essence" that originally poured down like a wave has now turned into a trickle.
The "King Kong" and "Devil Flame" below are continuously sucked into the body.
Han Zhao, on the other hand, had just stopped absorbing "Qiantian Essence".
Taihao remained motionless, as if he was petrified: (⊙?⊙)
Xuan Yipiao on the side stepped forward, patted his shoulder, and said calmly: "It's okay, anyway, there is so much "Qiantian Essence" that it is almost overflowing, and it is useless to keep it. "
Taihao didn't react at all, he just continued to activate the Qiantian Junyang Pot, as if he had turned into a machine that had no emotions and only knew how to release "Qiantian Essence".
At this time, Han Zhao, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were like lightning and breathtaking.
"Fellow Daoist Han, how do you feel?" Xuan Yi saw this and stepped forward to ask.
"I feel great!" Han Zhao looked at his hands and said to himself.
"Is this the magical realm?"
"Fellow Daoist Han has not yet transcended the tribulation, and is not yet in the true realm of supernatural power. However, your current magical power is so strong that Boss Yan will only be like this when he reaches the first level of supernatural power!" Xuan Yi said seriously.
The amount of mana is not the same as combat power, but when magical powers are similar, the side with more mana will have a huge advantage.
What's more, Han Zhao has not even overcome the tribulation at this moment, and has been filled with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to strengthen his magic power.
"That's it." Han Zhao nodded.
"Fellow Daoist Han, please be more careful. Your foundation is so profound that no one has ever experienced it before! But precisely because of this, your calamity will be more powerful than ever before. I will do my best to help you when necessary," Xuan Yi reminded.
"In that case, I'll leave it to Boss Xuan Yi." Han Zhao said with a smile.
"Just call me Xuan Yi." Xuan Yi nodded.
Han Zhao saw that Xuan Yi was serious and didn't seem to be joking. He stood up and bowed his hands: "Thank you, friend Xuan Yi."
Xuan Yi returned the gift, and then looked at "King Kong" and "Devil Flame" who were still absorbing "Qian Tian Essence".
"Fellow Daoist Han, when will your two incarnations be able to break through the realm of supernatural power? Will there be enough time to help you overcome your calamity?"
"It all depends on fellow Taoist Taihao." Han Zhao said thoughtfully.
"It's just that it would be a bit difficult to have both incarnations break through within three days."
Taihao recovered from his absent-minded state and shouted to Han Zhao: "I have tried my best!"
"That would be a bit troublesome." Han Zhao raised his eyebrows.
"It doesn't matter, I'll tell Yang Lu and let Qiantian Palace open later." Taihao closed his eyes and moved his lips lightly, as if he was talking to someone.
After a moment, he opened his eyes again, nodded and said: "Yang Lu agreed. He will open the Qiantian Palace after your incarnation breaks through the supernatural realm."
"I wonder which fellow Taoist Yang Lu is?" Han Zhao asked.
"Yanglu is the weapon spirit of Qiantian Palace. The combination of Qiantian Junyang Pot and Qiantian Palace is a pseudo-innate spiritual treasure!" Taihao explained.
"Pseudo innate spiritual treasure?!" Han Zhao was surprised.
If Qiantian Palace is also a spiritual treasure, wouldn't it be possible to use Qiantian Palace as a dojo and establish a sect?
Han Zhao hurriedly said: "Then why don't you ask fellow Taoist Yanglu to show up?"
"He is afraid of life and will not come out. He will only appear unless someone from the Nine Yang Spirit Body appears." Taihao shook his head.
"Okay." Han Zhao was helpless, wondering why the spirit of the weapon was still in fear.
It seems that he needs to teach Han Yan well when he returns so that his physique can evolve as soon as possible.
Otherwise, the weapon spirit of Qiantian Palace would not show up, and no matter how much he tried to deceive him, there would be no way to take him out.
Now that he has entered the supernatural realm, Han Zhao is not as urgent as before.
He sat down cross-legged again.
"system."
[Collect 200 reminder fragments. Do you want to synthesize the entry? 】
[Synthesize once, consume 3000 reminder fragments, 5000 gold beads or magic gold, and you will definitely get a one-time basic entry 'Life Simulation'. 】
[Current balance: 650 magic gold]
"If I want to simulate it again in the future, I'm afraid I'll have to kill the wielder."
Han Zhao thought to himself.
But when he thought about it, there were probably many 'old friends' waiting for him to go out.
When the time comes to catch up with them, Han Zhao is not in a hurry.
"Let's settle the accounts first and then talk about it."
Han Zhao took out a white crystal stone that was as big as an ordinary person's head.
This is the "Tianwai Xuanying" obtained from Taihao.
Normal Tianwai Xuanying is only as big as a fist, but the ones produced by Taihao are naturally of the highest quality.
Han Zhao began to concentrate on refining "Tianwai Xuanying" to accelerate the transformation of small magical powers into great magical powers.
...
at the same time.
Above Tianxuan Mountain, among the clouds, a huge celestial palace stretches across the sky.
The golden light of the heavenly palace shines, and there is faint fairy music.
"Oh my God!"
"what is that?!"
"Is there a palace in the sky? Is this a fairy palace?"
Everyone in Tianhai City looked up at the sky.
Mortal people bow their heads.
The warriors were in disbelief.
...
On Tianxuan Mountain, the disciples of Tianxuan Sect also discovered this strange scene.
"Why does Qiantian Palace appear above Tianxuan Mountain?"
"What exactly is going on?"
"Hurry and inform the sect master, great elder and supreme elder!"
Everyone was shocked and confused.
...
Tianxuan Mountain True Inheritance Hall, Su Tianqi's residence.
"Tianqi, just go and admit your mistake to the guardian elder!"
Liang Yan was trying to persuade Su Tianqi.
Su Tianqi's face was pale and his aura was disordered. He sat cross-legged on the futon and opened his eyes after hearing Liang Yan's advice.
"Great Elder, what's wrong with Tianqi?"
"You are not wrong." Liang Yan said solemnly: "But there is not only right and wrong in this world. If you still want to retain the hope of achieving magical powers, you must not offend the master of Sanqi Palace!"
"In order to achieve supernatural powers, you have to give up friendship, friendship, and moral principles in your heart? I can't do that." Su Tianqi shook his head.
"Don't you think about your wife and your child who is about to be born?" Liang Yan urged again.
"Ningqiu will understand me, and my children will be proud of me in the future!" Su Tianqi said with a smile.
"But Han Zhao will definitely die. As a friend, you have done your best." Liang Yan was helpless.
"Tianqi has made up his mind. He just wants to repay the great elder for his kindness. I hope the great elder will forgive me." Su Tianqi apologized.
"You kid!" Liang Yan was a little distressed and filled with anger. Even if he successfully broke through to the realm of third-level pseudo-supernatural power, he still had no ability to resist in the face of the Sanqi Palace.
"Great Elder! Husband."
At this time, Su Ningqiu's voice came from outside the hospital.
"What's the matter?" Liang Yan asked in a deep voice.
"Just now, Qiantian Palace appeared above Tianxuan Mountain, and major aristocratic families also stationed in Tianhai City. The Supreme Elder and the Protector Elder invite you to come over."
Su Ningqiu explained.
"What?! How could this happen?" Liang Yan was startled, opened the door and walked into the courtyard.
He looked up at the sky and saw the vast celestial palace looming in the clouds.
"Brother Han..." Su Tianqi also walked out together.
"I'm going to see the Supreme Elder first!" Liang Yan left in a hurry after saying this.
...
The cave at the top of Tianxuan Mountain.
The guardian elder took Liang Chengye and Liang Yan outside the restriction and said loudly:
"Bless me, senior brother, please come out and talk."
After a moment, the restriction was opened, and a ray of white light flew out, revealing Zhu Yuan's figure. At this moment, he was in a sluggish state.
"Why did Elder Yang come to me?" Zhu Yuan's attitude was distant.
"Now Qiantian Palace has appeared uncharacteristically on top of Tianxuan Mountain. Bailing Sect, Murong Family, Jiuyou Mansion, Changsheng Sect, Corpse Soul Valley and many other forces that have enmity with Han Zhao have gathered here. Tianxuan Sect is now in danger of being exterminated. . Please also wish me, senior brother, to consider the tens of thousands of warriors of Tianxuan Sect." said the protector elder.
"What do you mean?" Zhu Yuan frowned slightly.
"Please hand over the three sisters of the Lian family to Corpse Soul Valley." the guardian elder said again.
"Did you know that the three Lian sisters are Han Zhao's family members?" Zhu Yuan said in a deep voice.
"So what?" the guardian elder asked.
"The real master wants to accept Han Zhao as his direct disciple. Who do you think his family name is? Even if Han Zhao is just an ordinary disciple of the Yin and Yang Palace, our Heavenly Sacred Cave has never had the tradition of asking our disciples to die." Zhu Yuan's eyes turned cold, and the white feathers between his brows flashed with lightning.
"What? The real master of the teaching wants to accept him as his disciple?!" The guardian elder was shocked: "This person has the inheritance of Yamaha's evil obstacles, how can he enter my cave!"
"You dare to scold my senior brother?!" Zhu Yuan's face darkened.
The guardian elder felt a majestic momentum coming over him like a mountain bearing down on him.
Thump thump thump!
He took three steps back, his face pale and his heart horrified.
Unexpectedly, Zhu Yuan, who was suppressed by the power of the interface and seriously injured, would still have such magical power.
The difference between pseudo-supernatural power and supernatural power is as big as clouds and mud!
"Hmph!" Zhu Yuan snorted coldly: "The real master has sent his second brother down to the realm. I want to see if these courageous families really dare to attack the Tianxuan Sect's mountain gate!"
"What if these fearless families really attack the mountain?!" the guardian elder asked.
"Then I have worked so hard for this body of cultivation and I want to take away a few of them!" Zhu Yuan blushed, and the evil energy around him rose into the sky.
He was already fiery, and now he was even more furious.
This is no longer a matter of Han Zhao alone, but a matter of the majesty of Tiansheng Cave.
"You...you will regret it!" Seeing that Zhu Yuan was already determined to die, the guardian elder did not dare to persuade him any more.
Before this man became a disciple of the real master, he was a demon king.
...
As more and more aristocratic families gathered in Tianhai City, the eyes of the entire Dongsheng Continent were focused on Tianxuan Sect.
Originally, it was just a few major forces chasing Han Zhao, but now it seems that many parties have joined forces to attack Tianxuan Sect.
Anyway, the Tianxuan Sect is backed by the Heavenly Saint Dongtian, and the major forces are also backed by the Heavenly Demon Dongtian.
The flame of the warrior has lasted for thousands of years, and now there is a peerless genius like Han Zhao.
It's time for the warriors to know the consequences of going against the noble family.
Just in time, Qiantian Palace appeared above Tianxuan Mountain.
When the children of the aristocratic families who participated in the trial returned, Han Zhao was allowed to see with his own eyes the scene of Tianxuan Sect's destruction.
However, as the thirtieth day of the Qiantian Palace trial passed, the senior officials of the aristocratic families gathered here were also stunned.
Ten more days passed quickly, and the Qiantian Palace hanging high above Tianxuan Mountain was still not opened, but it only absorbed the spiritual energy between heaven and earth every day.
"It's strange, this kind of thing has never happened before."
Above the clouds, Cao Mengxuan looked at the majestic Heavenly Palace above and couldn't help but feel a little confused.
He also participated in the Qiantian Palace trial and received a large amount of "Qiantian Essence", which made him the first person under heaven and the Holy Lord in just three hundred years.
"It's indeed a strange thing." Wang Tengyun replied from the side.
"Is it because of Han Zhao?" Qi Qingchan frowned slightly.
"This Qiantian Palace cannot be shaken even by the gods and the Holy Lord. How could it appear in advance because of Han Zhao." Wang Tengyun snorted lightly.
"Moreover, even if Han Zhao gets the acquired spiritual treasure of the Qiantian Junyang Pot, nothing will change. And..."
After Wang Tengyun finished speaking, he looked down.
Cao Mengxuan and Qi Qingchan also followed his gaze and saw that Mu Ronghua and Li Shuang's energy was always locked near Qiantian Palace, obviously waiting for Han Zhao to show up and take action immediately.
"Tianxuanzong is still in Wei State, so I don't have to interfere with Han Zhao's affairs, but if these forces besiege Tianxuanzong, I can't stand by and watch." Qi Qingchan frowned.
After all, Qi Yuntian and Qi Xuanming will join Tiansheng Cave in the future, and she has to help.
"The situation has become overwhelming, and there is nothing I can do. I can only protect some more Tianxuan Sect disciples." Cao Mengxuan sighed.
Mu Ronghua and Li Shuang are already troublesome, not to mention the two monsters in the supernatural realm, King of Death and King of Heavenly Evil. These two people were already in the realm of genuine supernatural powers before the Thousand Years War, and now they will not be suppressed by the power of the realm.
Cao Mengxuan asked himself that if he were to fight alone, he would still have a chance of winning even if he faced someone in the third level of magical power who was not suppressed by the power of the realm.
But facing two of the four at the same time, if you want to win, you may have to fight tooth and nail.
If four people join forces, he can protect himself at most.
"Can......"
Qi Qingchan hesitated to speak, and finally did not speak.
...
Another ten days passed.
Buzz!
Qiantian Palace suddenly burst into golden light, and a golden beam of light rose into the sky, stirring up a big hole in the clouds.
One after another, the children of aristocratic families who participated in the trial flew out of the light pillar.
The senior officials of the aristocratic family, who could not wait for a long time, flew to the vicinity of Qiantian Palace in their escaping lights.
"Yuntian, Xuan Ming."
Qi Qingchan saw the two people falling in the beam of light and quickly flew forward.
"I've met my aunt." Qi Yuntian and Qi Xuanming bowed and saluted, the aura on their bodies more than doubled than before entering.
"It seems that you have gained a lot from this trip." Qi Qingchan's brows relaxed slightly.
"Thanks to Brother Han for everything." Qi Xuanming said seriously: "Aunt, can you..."
Halfway through his words, Qi Yuntian pulled him and pointed to the right.
Qi Xuanming looked around and saw powerful and unfathomable men standing in the sky.
"The Murong family and Corpse Soul Valley, as well as the Jiuyou Mansion and the Changsheng Sect!" Qi Xuanming lost his voice.
"Han Zhao didn't have supernatural powers, but he attracted so many strong men to surround him. It's a life worth living." Qi Qingchan sighed.
"Ah! Han Zhao! I swear to kill you!"
At this time, Mu Ronghua looked up to the sky and roared with murderous intent.
He learned from a descendant of the Zhao family that the two geniuses from the Murong family who went to participate in the trial died at the hands of Han Zhao.
"Qi Qingchan! It's all your fault!" Mu Ronghua came to Qi Qingchan with a ferocious face and a fierce look in his eyes.
Qi Qingchan raised her eyebrows and tightened her grip on the sword at her waist.
"Brother Murong, deal with Han Zhao and Tianxuanzong first before talking about anything else." Li Shuang stepped forward to prevent him from conflicting with Qi Qingchan.
The three disciples of Corpse Soul Valley were also killed by Han Zhao. The damage had been done. The next step was to attack the Tianxuan Sect's mountain-protecting formation and confront the Martial God of Tiansheng Cave. There should be no extraneous incidents.
"Humph!" Mu Ronghua glanced at Cao Mengxuan and snorted coldly at Qi Qingchan.
"Han Zhao! You deserve to die!" Wang Tengyun learned from another Wang family disciple that Wang Xueji died at the hands of Han Zhao, and he was furious.
At this time, Tianxuan Mountain's mountain guard formation opened wide, and a white monster bird hundreds of meters in size flew out and came to the crowd. A pair of green and green twins, extremely monster.
"Everyone is gathered at Tianxuan Mountain. What do you want to do?"
"Han Zhao killed my Soul Valley elder and robbed my magic gold mine. What do you think we are here to do?!" Li Shuang said coldly.
"The elders of Corpse Soul Valley are not as skilled as others, so they deserve to die. You, the family members, can kill more than a million of my warriors? As for this magic gold mine, it originally belonged to our Tiansheng Sect, so why should we rob it?" Zhu Zhu Yuan Han said.
"Seeking death!" Li Shuang shouted angrily.
In an instant, a giant demon statue with three heads and six arms fell from the sky, and six fists struck Zhu Yuan at the same time.
"Well done!" Zhu Yuan looked up to the sky and roared, and a huge thunder column rose into the sky and hit the giant statue.
boom!
Zhu Yuan was shot down by the force of the counter-shock, directly crushing a hill a hundred miles away from Tianxuan Mountain.
"Under the suppression of the power of the realm, what about the Martial God?!" Li Shuang sneered, and was about to pursue the victory.
The demon colossus jumped down.
clang!
A huge handprint as big as a mountain fell from above the clouds in the east.
In a loud noise, the demon colossus was scorched and flew backwards.
A ragged old beggar appeared in front of Li Shuang.
"Zi Xiao Seal! You are Song Dengyun!" Li Shuang recognized that the old beggar was using the Zi Xiao Seal, one of the thirty-six unique skills of the Tiansheng Sect. For thousands of years, only Song Dengyun in the Tiansheng Cave had mastered this skill.
Moreover, the other party possesses the "Huang Liang Meng Tribulation Sutra" and often appears in various realms with different identities. This is not a secret among them.
"Even if the power of the realm suppresses it, so what?" Song Dengyun put his hands behind his back and said coldly.
"Second Senior Brother." At this time, Zhu Yuan transformed into a body and flew to Song Dengyun's side.
"Your origin has been damaged, but you still stand out, are you risking your life?!" Song Dengyun said with a straight face.
"The Holy Cave of Heaven cannot be insulted!" Zhu Yuan said solemnly.
"Go down! I'm here." Song Dengyun scolded.
"Since Fellow Daoist Song is so confident, and I don't know if it's just me, there should be no problem."
A low, hoarse voice sounded.
Song Dengyun's expression changed slightly and he followed the sound.
I saw a young man who looked about twenty years old standing in the air. He had long black shawl hair, slightly pale skin, a thin face, and narrow eyes. From the outside, he looks like an ordinary young man with a somewhat sickly appearance, but his hole is a weird golden vertical boy, and he wears one black and one white yin-yang fish earrings on his ears.
"King of Heavenly Evil!" Song Dengyun's expression changed. He didn't expect that King of Heavenly Evil would also come.
Even if his true form is here, it will take a lot of effort to defeat the Heavenly Evil King, let alone a projection.
The demon clan is the direct descendant of Tianmo Dongtian, and they will not give Tiansheng Dongtian face.
"You can't do anything about it. If I take action later, you will run away!" Song Dengyun immediately sent a message to Zhu Yuan.
"Second Senior Brother!" Zhu Yuan didn't want to leave.
"My projection will die today, and the main body will also suffer heavy damage. If you die, will you make Master sad?" Song Dengyun scolded.
"You can't leave today." Mu Ronghua transformed into a white tiger and blocked the way above.
The King of Killers blocked their retreat.
Just when a shocking battle was about to break out, bursts of fairy music suddenly came from Qiantian Palace.
In an instant, flowers were falling from the sky and golden lotuses were blooming on the ground.
A hundred-meter-tall golden Arhat slowly rose from the Qiantian Palace and sat cross-legged in the void.
"What?!"
"Arhat's Golden Body?!"
"Look, it's Han Zhao!"
Everyone looked intently and saw Han Zhao located on the chest and abdomen of the golden-bodied Arhat. His exposed upper body was covered with golden light, and there were bursts of Sanskrit sounds all over his body.
At the same time, the golden Arhat suddenly opened his eyes, and his originally kind face gradually turned into an angry look.
Arhat becomes Bodhisattva!
"Great magical power!"
"This person actually broke through the magical realm in Qiantian Palace?!"
"Han Zhao seems to be only thirty-seven years old?!"
The high-ranking officials of the aristocratic families and the ancestors who stood at the top of all living beings were dumbfounded.
The most astonishing people are Song Dengyun and Zhu Yuan. Only by cultivating the indestructible magical power to the third level of magical power can they hope to transform the golden body of Arhat into the golden body of King Ming.
Moreover, King Fudo is the king of all kings of light and the chief of the five great kings of light.
As soon as Han Zhao entered the realm of supernatural powers, his golden body showed signs of becoming the Fudo Ming King's dharma, which was really rare in ancient times!
"If I had known this, even if he was in the lower realm of his body, he should have fought to the death to save his life!" Song Dengyun regretted it so much.
At this time, Han Zhao flew to the outside of Qiantian Palace, and the golden shadow on his body disappeared.
And the Qiantian Palace behind him also turned into a phantom and disappeared suddenly.
"Han Zhao, even if you enter the supernatural realm, you will definitely die today!"
"Even if Heaven agrees, our family will swear that you will be destroyed physically and mentally!"
Mu Ronghua shouted angrily.
Han Zhao looked at the people below and smiled calmly: "If you want to pacify the family, in today's world, no one else can do it but me."
"Arrogant!
"Mu Ronghua turned into a white tiger hundreds of meters tall, trying to kill Han Zhao to pieces.
Han Zhao looked indifferent, with his hands behind his back, motionless.
Mu Ronghua flew a hundred meters away from Han Zhao, and suddenly his whole body tensed up.
The originally clear sky turned dark in an instant.
Dramatic changes in the sky!
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth swarmed in like a tide, and a huge black hole with a radius of ten miles took shape, as if the sky was about to collapse.
Earth-shattering roars came from the black hole, and golden arcs with a diameter of more than ten meters bounced. Among these golden arcs, there were actually more than a dozen purple thunderballs.
Amidst the roar of golden arcs and purple thunderballs, the edge of this huge black hole was spreading outwards, covering a hundred miles in radius in a few breaths.
It seems that there is a world of thunder and lightning that is about to merge with the source world.
"Supernatural calamity!
"
Mu Ronghua looked horrified and moved away from Han Zhao several times faster than before.
These?
?The strong men who were high up in the sky, overlooking all living beings, were retreating one after another as if a great terror was approaching, for fear of being affected by this thunderous catastrophe of ten deaths and no life within the scope of the Han Zhao Heavenly Tribulation.
"Divine Heavenly Thunder! Thirty-six paths?! And...Zixiao Divine Thunder! Eighteen paths?!
"Zhu Yuan was shocked.
"Tiandao, can you really not tolerate a Martial God?" Song Dengyun was a little distracted.
"Is this the great calamity of magical powers?" Han Zhao looked up at the calamity clouds above with a solemn expression. With a slight movement of his palm, the Karma-killing Sword and the Rebirth Sword flew out and fell into his hands.
The power was still beyond his expectations, so he had to refine the spiritual weapon in advance.
"I'm afraid I won't be able to withstand this kind of lightning disaster." The Killing King was a little distracted.
"This man was even in the era when martial arts was at its peak, and he was also a peerless genius who was the best in his era. What a pity..." King Tiansha sighed. Even if he could take on such a thunderstorm, he would never be able to defeat a powerful enemy. Survived despite being surrounded, let alone Han Zhao.
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"I must get his body!" King Tiansha looked at Han Zhao's figure with feverish eyes.
...
Wait until the first thunder from the sky falls.
There is only one voice between heaven and earth.
