"Who are you...who are you...?"
Meng Hongyu was like a madman, mumbling in his mouth.
She would never die with her eyes in peace.
A lifelong genius, she has never encountered a martial arts master who is transcendent.
Prince Liuli Ming and Son of Heaven, both of them are unrivaled.
But these two people did not break her mind at all. She believed that as long as she continued to practice, she would definitely have a chance to win and destroy them in the future.
But Han Yang...after seeing Han Yang's divine soul, she felt a sense of powerlessness in her heart.
The first level of Martial Ancestor... no, now it is the second level of Martial Ancestor.
When the Holy Body of Heavenly Dao was promoted to the second level, Han Yang's martial arts realm also improved, and he naturally entered the second level of Martial Ancestor.
How could a second-level Martial Ancestor cut off her connection with the laws of heaven and earth and cause her body of laws to collapse?
This point directly shattered her last remaining desire for martial arts.
"who I am?"
Han Yang withdrew his mind, looked at the other party and said calmly: "I... am the Lord of Tianwu Paradise, Han Yang."
Meng Hongyu said no more words, and her body collapsed piece by piece.
In the end, even the head was reduced to fragments, scattered between the sky and the earth and turned into dust.
This is the Martial Saint.
The body is transformed into a body of laws. Once it loses the blessing of the laws of heaven and earth, it will collapse in an instant.
But the laws of heaven and earth exist all the time, and there is no interruption at all.
Only...Han Yang...
"well……"
At this time, Emperor Zhan also sighed: "I knew that I could never be your opponent. Maybe it is my destiny to merge with Shenxu and protect this place for the rest of my life."
He accepted his fate.
The first half of Emperor Zhan's life was spent in confusion.
He has been deceived by the Shenbang organization and has done many harmful things.
It wasn't until he was woken up by Han Yang that he regarded Han Yang as a lifelong friend who was both an enemy and a friend, thinking that one day he would be able to defeat this invincible opponent.
But after he and Meng Hongyu were attracted by the lingering impression of Han Yang's promotion and realized the sacredness of the Holy Body of Heaven, they finally gave up the idea of ​​​​conflicting with Han Yang.
Although the formless holy body is also a holy body, it is obviously not on the same level as the heavenly holy body.
Besides...
My formless holy body was condensed and born with the help of Han Yang's teaching skills.
Han Yang turned to look at Emperor Zhan.
After Tiandao Sacred Body was promoted to the second level, he could more clearly sense the close connection between Zhan Tianzi and Shenxu.
"I am...not yet able to cut off your connection with Shenxu, but my Holy Body of Heaven has been promoted to the third level, and I may be able to change your destiny and free you from your fate. How about you wait for me in Shenxu?
?”
Han Yang promised with a smile.
The reason why Emperor Zhan came to this point was to protect Chen Qiaoqian and the tens of millions of warriors in Tianwu Paradise.
Regardless of emotion or reason, Han Yang would not just watch, and he would sink into the ruins of the gods for the rest of his life.
At present, Emperor Zhan is no longer obsessed with the matter of uniting with Shenxu. Hearing Han Yang's words, he nodded and said with a smile: "Then... I'll just wait for the good news."
Having said this, he looked serious and continued to say solemnly: "After I was promoted to Martial Saint, the law restrictions in the Shenxu world were automatically opened to low-level Martial Saints. More powerful people will enter in the future, leaving it to you.
Time is running out..."
Han Yang obviously understood what this meant.
He pondered for a moment and then asked: "Do you know how the Qingyu Temple used to tear apart the second and third world barriers just now?"
This was what puzzled him the most.
Even mid- to high-level martial saints cannot do this in the Divine Ruins.
Emperor Zhan closed his eyes, as if he was remembering something.
After a moment, he opened his eyes and said: "It's a holy weapon! They used a holy weapon in the form of blood sacrifice, and finally tore the barrier apart..."
"Holy weapon?"
Han Yang's eyes suddenly turned cold and cold: "These guys really don't take us into consideration. The Martial Saint cannot enter, but they bring the sacred artifact into the sacred ruins?"
In the Qingtian Realm, the sacred artifact is also called the Zong Zong Sacred Instrument.
Just like the Moon Golden Wheel of the Sun Moon God Sect, the one-star sword, the two-star sword, and the three-star chess of the Xingxiu Sea, they are all existences that suppress the fate of a sect.
Once the sect-suppressing sacred weapon is lost, the entire sect may be in a huge crisis.
The current fate of the Sun Moon God Sect is the best example.
The Qingyu Temple was so crazy that they let the Martial Ancestor take the sacred weapon into the Divine Ruins. I wonder if they are crazy or too proud, thinking that no one in the Divine Ruins can take it away?
Zhan Tianzi, who frowned slightly, nodded and said in a solemn voice: "The holy weapon is extremely special, and even I can't sense its specific location..."
After all, he has just stepped into the Martial Saint Realm, and his strength is too weak to control the entire Shenxu world.
Han Yang was thoughtful and asked after thinking for a while: "Can you send me to the first floor?"
With his current second-level Holy Body of Heaven, combined with the second-level Martial Ancestor, and the sixth level of the Nine Phaseless Transformations, it would be easy to kill a third-level Martial Saint like Meng Hongyu, but he may not be able to kill a fifth-level or sixth-level Martial Saint.
Intermediate Martial Saint.
If you leave Shenxu now, you will definitely be surrounded and killed.
The only solution for now is to improve one's strength again.
Emperor Zhan smiled lightly and said: "The first, second and third floors are all under my control. I can send you wherever Brother Han wants to go..."
"good!"
Han Yang nodded.
Buzz!
The moment he finished speaking, the surroundings of his body began to vibrate violently. Three layers of world projections were superimposed on top of each other. Some were real and some were illusory. It was dizzying to watch.
Buzz.
Finally, there was a flash of light, and the sky was filled with yellow sand.
The two of them appeared directly on the first floor of the Divine Ruins.
"Ah...is it Han Yang?"
"Run away quickly..."
In the first floor, there were still many low-level Martial Ancestors and even Martial Masters and Martial Masters. When they saw Han Yang's sudden appearance, they immediately ran away in fear.
Han Yang will never hold back against these enemies who invade Tianwu Paradise.
boom!
The King Realm force field unfolded, instantly killing everyone around him.
After the murder, he sat cross-legged and began to understand the remaining deified laws in the first level, preparing to break through and enter the third level of the Martial Ancestor.
The ninth reincarnation, the sixth war god, and even the promotion to the second level Heavenly Saint Body made Han Yang very familiar with the laws and the field.
As long as he has enough laws, there is no bottleneck for him in the Martial Ancestor realm.
…
Shenxu, third floor, in the ancient temple.
Yang Ziyu, who was dressed in Tsing Yi, was completely unaware of the changes in the outside world, and had no idea that Meng Hongyu and Deng Fanqing had been killed by Han Yang.
He was immersed in the exhilaration brought by the breakthrough.
boom.
A halo of light exploded.
The feather mark that appeared between his eyebrows changed from three to four.
Fourth level of Martial Saint.
After practicing quietly for many days, he officially entered the fourth-level Martial Saint realm.
A third-level spiritual body, plus a fourth-level martial saint.
With his current strength, even if he loses to a sixth or seventh level Martial Saint, he still won't have to give in too much.
What's even more frightening is that after awakening the third-level spirit body, he will no longer have bottlenecks. In the future, he will definitely be able to step into the ninth level of the Martial Saint. He may even have a chance to break through to a higher realm and ascend to the upper realm like the Ruthless Holy Emperor.
"It's a pity...I can only stop here now."
Yang Ziyu slowly opened her eyes.
Although Shenxu is good, it still has its limits.
If he wants to continue to break through and enter the fifth level of the Martial Saint, it may take several years or even decades.
At this moment, a line of light and shadow appeared quietly outside the ancient temple.
Yang Ziyu suddenly stood up, held the Jiutian Qingyu in front of him in his hand, and pointed at the light and shadow that had just appeared in the distance with a sword.
Even though he had been promoted to the fourth level of Martial Saint, the latter... still brought him a great sense of crisis.
"King Liuli Ming? No! You are not Prince Liuli Ming, who are you!"
The light and shadow outside the ancient temple looks exactly like King Liuli Ming, with a ring of fire behind his head.
But that person's appearance... was that of a man.
He looks much more ferocious than King Liuli Ming, just like the angry-eyed Vajra among the broken statues in the ancient temple.
"I am Liuli, Liuli is not me..."
Chapter completed!