Buzz!

There was a dead silence, like a valley of a lake of death, as if the earthquake trembled and rippled, as if stones fell into the lake and stirred up huge waves. The dark ancient forests around the valley shook sparsely and rustled.

In the dark, this world seemed to have an extra miraculous and mysterious aura. At the beginning, it was like a faint fragrance, wisps, rippling lightly with the wind, and it was not obvious.

But then, this breath was like a newborn baby, and began to have a heartbeat, constantly sucking and spitting, rising and closing, and then becoming stronger and clearer.

At this moment, the small valley seemed to have turned into an ancient ferocious beast, awakening from its deep sleep, with heartbeats like a drum, blood rushing like a river, and a strong breath.

In the end, this aura seemed to break free from some imprisonment and completely escaped. The magicality turned into holiness, and the mysterious secret turned into magnificence.

This change is mysterious and very mysterious, just like a cocoon-forming larvae transforming into butterflies.

This change in breath is the manifestation of the outward breath symbolizing the essence during the transformation of the creature.

At this time, Ye Fan was experiencing this transformation.

In a depression deep in the valley, Ye Fan sat cross-legged in the small depression. His body was not straight and his back was curved, but at this moment, he looked extremely tall and small, supporting the vast sky.

Ye Fan's golden light was surging, like a burning fire. The golden light was already vigorous, but at this moment, there seemed to be a trace of white like snow, making the golden light extremely holy.

In Ye Fan's body and heart, the soul crystal continued to shrink. As it expanded, strands of extremely slight white light rushed into the heart, and then rushed to every inch of flesh and blood as the blood was pumped out.

What is even more surprising is that the holy power stored in the soul crystal has already been full of it at this moment and is almost overflowing, but without any trace of it, only a ray of white light overflows.

"To comprehend the holy path, you can be considered a semi-saint. You can use holy power to generate and evolve the holy level mystery attack."

Ye Fan's thought flashed through his mind: "This ability is the standard for semi-saints, but I have such ability at the level of the Martial Emperor. This shows the strength of the Divine Martial Emperor's Wing."

A semi-saint can use holy power to evolve the second level mystery from the third level, but this is only possible to achieve it based on the understanding of the holy path and a perfect understanding and mastery of the second level mystery.

The ordinary Martial Emperor would never be able to do this even if he had holy power. What's more, the Martial Emperor could not withstand anything like holy power.

When you reach the true holy level, that is, after entering the Holy Venerable stage, you have fully mastered the secrets of the holy level, truly become a holy creature, and cast your own holy throne and holy realm. Such rare things as holy power have even greater effect. Whether you control the holy throne or support the holy realm, you need a lot of holy power.

Therefore, the three levels of Martial Emperor, Semi-Saint, and Saint Lord seem to be different, but in fact the gap is very different.

"The understanding of the holy path is the fundamental, and the secret of the holy level is the means. Although you become a semi-saint, you can condense the holy power through the semi-saint means, but you may not be able to go anywhere soon. It will be different with the help of the soul crystal."

"When you were still at the level of the Martial Emperor, even at the peak of the Martial Emperor, it was still very slow to produce holy power. But when you broke through to the semi-saint, its speed of nurturing holy power was immediately increased by dozens of times, far exceeding the speed of your own condensing holy power, and almost comparable to the speed of condensing holy power when you first entered the Saint Lord."

Shang also spoke out loudly at this time, his voice filled with admiration.

Ye Fan also noticed this change. It was fake to say that he was unhappy, which suppressed the excitement in his heart.

Ye Fan asked in confusion: "After entering the semi-saint level, you can use holy power to condense your soul and body. Why is the holy power in my soul crystal still in the soul crystal?"

"Do you have a hint of holy power in your body now?"

Shang did not answer Ye Fan, but asked back.

"this……"

After hearing what Shang said, Ye Fan also noticed this problem.

Shang continued: "You cannot condense the holy power because you have not yet been recognized by the universe. You use divine thoughts to lock the white light that is now wandering in your body. When it travels all over your body, immediately communicate your own holy way and communicate with the supreme secret rules of the universe in the dark. In this way, you can condense the holy power, and the holy power can also wander your body and soul, and transform the essence of your life bit by bit."

"Bai Ming?"

Ye Fan's heart moved, and his powerful divine thoughts instantly locked the white light that emerged from the holy power he had nurtured. Soon, Ye Fan frowned and said, "What's going on?"

This was separated from the holy power nurtured from his soul crystal, but it seemed to be wandering in his body intentionally or unintentionally, as if he was exploring something, which made Ye Fan feel a strong sense of uneasiness.

"This is an exploration of the universe and the universe. It verifies whether you are qualified to transform to a higher level. There is no need to care."

Shang said lightly.

“Qualification? Don’t care?”

Ye Fan felt very uncomfortable, and felt that this kind of thing was very evil.

"For example, many creatures that come out of the sea of ​​chaos are not qualified. There are other situations. This is a means of restriction and protection."

"There have been countless saints. I have never heard of anyone who gave up being saints because of this. What is the difference between whether you care or not? The holy level, saying that it is transcendent and saint, does not mean transcendence. The holy throne is also recognized by the heaven, earth and the universe."

"Unless it is a god, you can barely escape. Now I think about this and what's the use."

"The holy level is different from the creatures of the mortal world. Do you know where the holy power comes from? This is condensed by extracting stars, the great realm, and even the origin of the starry sky. Without the recognition of the heaven, earth and the universe, how can this kind of thing be so easy to capture?"

Shang said.

Ye Fan was deeply silent, but his heart was filled with huge waves.

His tone and mood were not good. For a moment, he felt very frightened, panicked, irritable, and disgusted. This feeling came out of thin air and didn't know where it came from, so he had such a big reaction.

"It is normal for you to have this kind of reaction. The more talented you are, the greater the reaction, because you are unwilling to be restricted by heaven and earth. This kind of thing makes you feel disgusted and feared from the depths of your soul, but the facts prove that this kind of worry is meaningless than a certain level."

Shang had expected Ye Fan's reaction and spoke again at this time.

"There must be a big secret behind this."

Ye Fan said in a muffled voice.

"Of course, all living beings in the sky know."

Shang answered calmly.

“No one has ever looked for the answer?”

Ye Fan asked.

"Maybe no, maybe there is, but all those who have been searching for it have died, so no one has looked for it."

Shang's response was very cold: "There are too many secrets in this world. You are a semi-saint now. If the sky falls, there is a holy spirit to support you. There is no need to worry about the sky."

Ye Fan let out a long breath, said no more, and began to activate his holy path, capture the white light, and raise his spirit to the peak, hoping to be recognized by the heaven, earth and the universe.

Even if you don’t get recognition, you are still a semi-saint and can still condense the holy power and temper yourself. However, it is impossible to become a saint and truly enter the holy path.

The process went smoothly. Ye Fan's own holy path was quickly connected with the heaven, earth and the universe. At this moment, it seemed to merge with the heaven, earth and the universe. This feeling was wonderful, but the time was very short, as if it was a moment, a snap of his fingers, and a blink of an eye.

Suddenly, Ye Fan's body shook and escaped from this feeling, but the long aftertaste made Ye Fan stunned for a moment.

After a moment of stunned silence, Ye Fan's mind moved, urging the holy path, and setting up time, he felt as if he had merged into this world, boundless universe, and the vast and majestic energy was cheering and full of vitality, as if he was worshiping himself.

Ye Fan pondered for a moment, suddenly opened his mouth, and stood in time. Ye Fan clearly felt that the barrier between him and the world was broken, and the light between the world was shining brightly, and the extremely bright rays of the rays were flying all over the sky with endless auspicious colors.

A holy and brilliant pillar of light suddenly appeared out of nowhere from the sky, into the Shenwu Realm, fell into a small valley, connecting the sky and the earth, covering Ye Fan.

The light pillar comes quickly and goes quickly. Only the world is violent, and the vitality of the leaping energy is surging towards Ye Fan crazily.

Rumble...

Ye Fan's open mouth seemed to have turned into a black hole at this moment, and it was like a torrent of vortex, swallowing the sea, swallowing all this immeasurable vitality into his belly.

As soon as these vital energy entered Ye Fan's body, they immediately dispersed Ye Fan's vital energy, occupied the magpie's nest, and circulated in Ye Fan's body. After fusing with Ye Fan's blood and energy, they were completely transformed into the holy power belonging to Ye Fan.

However, this holy power is very small, and the amount converted is not much. This boundless energy is only transformed into a very small amount of holy power. It is conceivable how much energy it needs to integrate into the original source of heaven and earth to condense the holy power.

"The same is vital energy, but it is fundamentally different. Using the holy path to communicate with the universe, you can obtain the origin of stars, the great realm, and even the starry sky, integrate into the vital energy, condense the holy power, and add the blood in your own blood, which is my holy power."

At this point, Ye Fan finally understood the essence of holy power.

At this moment, the holy power in Ye Fan's body was also flowing through his whole body, constantly tempering, and purifying his flesh, flesh, muscles, bones, and even his soul.

After being refined by the holy power, Ye Fan's body seemed to have changed, becoming more crystal clear, full of incomparable power.

"Well? What is this?!"

Ye Fan suddenly shook, his body almost trembled. He couldn't help but open his eyes suddenly, his face full of disbelief.

Under Ye Fan's inner vision and under the cultivation of the holy power, Ye Fan's body was like a pearl covered with dust, and the holy power was like water. After washing it again and again, the pearl's original appearance was revealed.

The holy power washed over his body like a tide. Ye Fan could clearly "see" that his limbs, internal organs, and even his head were covered with golden and brilliant rings, as if he was shackles and locked him.

This kind of shackle is usually invisible or touched. Only when the holy power cleanses the body will it appear faintly, making it very strange and evil.

Seeing that he was even more prisoner than a prisoner, his body was covered with rings and shackles, making Ye Fan's face look like gold and paper. Then he became ashen and sometimes turned blue, sometimes purple, and finally became completely gloomy.

"Sheng, what's going on?"

Ye Fan tried his best to calm down his mind, resisted his shock and anger, and asked Shang.

"shackles."

Sighing.

"Shackles? What shackles? Why did they appear on me?"

Ye Fan asked, feeling very puzzled.

"You have not only encountered such a thing. Countless geniuses in the starry sky have encountered this kind of thing. They are hard to explain, can't explain, and can't be solved."

Shang was a little helpless.

Ye Fan had a calm face and didn't say anything.

Shang continued, "Don't look at your body full of golden rings, in fact, there are only three shackles, but they are indestructible."

"Some people say that this is a curse of geniuses, some people say that this is jealousy of the heaven, earth and universe, and some people say that this is a kind of limitation in the dark."

"Because these three shackles have always killed countless geniuses, allowing them to become saints after they are a hundred years old. This is an unsolvable shackle."
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