There are too few sources of understanding, too few connections with each other, and it is impossible to get along with each other, and it is too difficult to force integration.

On the contrary, Chai Zhengxuan, seven of them are all the origins of elements, are easier to merge.

Thinking of this, Qin Cheng suddenly had a thought.

He recalled the way Chai Zhengxuan released his original power at that time, and the five elements and wind and thunder surrounded him, almost merging into shape.

Chai Zhengxuan is at the seventh level of the divine realm. He has reached the late stage of the divine realm, and several major sources have been almost integrated.

And my origins are still a mess.

While continuing to master the original manipulation and trying to integrate, it seems that I have to master a lot.

Liu Meng is right, and she has to prepare early.

"And fusion of the origin can also improve combat power. For example, if your thunder and the origin of space are perfectly integrated, you release the thunder here and the next second it will run to the enemy. How can that person hide?"

Liu Meng's words made Qin Cheng's eyes lit up.

If you think about it carefully, if the integration is done properly, your own methods can indeed change a lot.

"Of course, whether it is fusion of the origin or absorbing new origins, it requires opportunities. In fact, the powerful cemetery is a good opportunity." Liu Meng said.

"That powerful man is at least a strong man above the fusion realm. He must have an understanding of the fusion origin, and he must have no less than ten origins."

"It seems that in addition to dealing with Chai Zhengxuan and Song Lingcong, this powerful inheritance also needs to be tried." Qin Cheng thought secretly.

Continuing to set off, everyone found that Qincheng had changed a little.

Qin Cheng stood at the bow of the boat, constantly making all kinds of strange auras, which caused explosions from time to time, causing the flying boat to tremble and he was also covered in dust.

Later, Qin Cheng simply flew out of the flying boat and continued to try.

At noon the next day, the flying boat stayed by a big river to repair.

On the waterfall in the distance, Qin Cheng reached out to shoot a lightning light, disappeared in the air, and then exploded with a bang.

"It's too difficult to merge the origin of space and the origin of elements. I can't do it now." Qin Cheng shook his head slightly.

Although Liu Meng's idea is very good, the picture is indeed very good, but it cannot be completed overnight.

"I have never integrated the origin, but it should be from easy to difficult. It should be easier to integrate within the origin of the element first."

Qin Cheng thought, and he raised his hands, and lightning and flames emerged from his hands respectively.

"Thunder and flame are both elemental origin forces that attack ferociously. Their fusion will have a good effect."

Then, Qin Cheng gave up other ideas and focused on fusion of thunder and fire.

But after all, there are two completely different elements between heaven and earth. Until the end of the renovation hour, Qin Cheng failed again and again, but still failed.

However, the process was not constant, and Qin Cheng gradually understood some tricks and key points.

This is much better than forcibly integrating the origin of space and lightning, and gaining nothing for a long time.

Qin Cheng secretly estimated that if he continued to practice like this, the power of thunder and fire should be able to be initially mastered in a few more hours.

The purple light flying boat flies all the way.

The closer you get to the core of the holy realm, the more monsters there will be.

Although the flying boat was activated by everyone and released the aura of monsters that was not weaker than the sixth grade of the divine realm, some people who were not afraid of death rushed over to attack the flying boat.

Qin Cheng would not be polite about this.

Flying out, waving his hand to use various original means, just by just passing actual combat to test your degree of fit.

In the evening, a small town appeared on the edge of the sky and gradually came into view.

It is the site of Jubao Pavilion in this holy realm.

"This treasure pavilion is really amazing. In this holy land full of monsters, a city can be built. However, it only opens once every thousand years. Can it make a profit?" A monk on the flying boat said in surprise.

"Brother, you don't know anything."

An old man smiled and said, "I saw the light curtain outside the small town. This place itself is a safe area in the holy territory."

There were many monks who didn't know much about this and looked at it curiously after hearing this.

"Brother, tell me, what's going on?"

"Isn't this holy realm an ancient battlefield? Why is there a safe place?"

"Haha, who said there is no safe place in the ancient battlefield?"

When the old man saw everyone looking at him, he felt quite proud and twisted his beard and said, "I have read an ancient book that introduced the situation of the ancient battlefield. Although this ancient battlefield is full of battles, monks also have to rest, get spoils, or even make a transaction if their treasures are damaged. At this time, the safe area is brewing."

"With the blessing of formations here, no one can use force when entering it, which can also be regarded as giving the monk a side to let go of his vigilance and adjust his own Pure Land."

"Later, although this ancient battlefield was abandoned, the formation was not destroyed. The Jubao Pavilion discovered this place and restarted the formation, which became what it is today."

Everyone suddenly realized.

"No wonder, I'm still wondering if there is no fighting here. Does Jubao Pavilion have this strength? It turns out that the ancient formation is working."

Qin Cheng was also moved slightly when he heard this. This Jubao Pavilion is also powerful. Where there are monks, there will be their business.

And this ancient formation is also very good. If you have the chance, you can also comprehend it yourself.

If you can arrange it yourself, it will be of use to encounter strong enemies in the future.

Everyone was talking about the Jubao Pavilion and the powerful cemetery. The flying boat quickly headed towards the light curtain.

Just as the purple light flying boat approached the light curtain, a figure flew out from the distant mountains.

This is a big man holding a knife, looking big and thick, with his eyes like copper bells.

His aura was a little disordered and his body was in a mess. Behind him, angry monsters flew up, and soon they were connected together and chased them reluctantly.

"It's the Xuan Lei Diao. This monster is full of thunder and lightning, and it is moving in groups. It's very powerful." The scribe recognized the monster and couldn't help but shake his head and said, "I'm afraid this fellow Taoist can't escape."

"No, those monsters don't look very powerful."

Some monks were surprised.

The great man's cultivation aura was at the fifth level of the divine realm, and although there were many Xuan Lei carvings, none of them exceeded the fourth level.

"Haha, Xuan Lei Diao is strange, you can tell if you look at it." The scribe said with a smile, without making any excuses.

Boom!

As if it confirms the words of the literati, those Xuan Lei Eagles, who were unable to catch up with the man, suddenly opened their mouths and spit out dazzling lightning balls.

These thunder balls are not big, but they are extremely fast. After flying out, they head straight to the back of the man.

"Stinky bird, I just robbed a spiritual herb. This thing is born and raised by nature, and it is not yours. Can't I take it? It's really troublesome to chase me for hundreds of kilometers."

The man was angry and waved his hand and slashed with a knife.
Chapter completed!