"The realm of perfection below the realm of a saint?"
Jialuo and Mukui were both shocked and said in disbelief: "Is this realm really possible?"
This perfection state is different from the early, middle, and late stages of other realms. It means that the cultivator has deduced the law of his own power to the most perfect form under the saint state. There is nothing that can be improved. If
It can also be improved and improved. Even if it is only improved by a hair-thin distance, you will have entered the realm of saints.
To put it simply, he is invincible under the realm of a saint.
If the quasi-sage touches the door of the saint realm and is only one step away from the saint realm, then the perfection realm is infinitely close to the saint realm.
"Other than this realm, how else can we explain it?" Luo Ping shook his head and smiled bitterly.
Jialuo and Mukui fell silent.
Boom boom boom!
An extremely fierce collision suddenly broke out on the field. Wen Shaoqing wielded both male and female whips and used the strongest means in his life to launch a fierce attack on Zhang Xiaopou.
Zhang Xiaopou, however, looked calm and calm, with each punch and palm, he neutralized Wen Shaoqing's fierce attacks one by one with great ease.
"So strong!"
"Hasn't the Divine Master already reached the saint realm?"
"Probably, otherwise how could he parry the quasi-sage's attack so easily? It's like - like playing with a child."
The cultivators who were watching were all shocked by the scene in front of them.
"is that a lie?"
"Is there an unbridgeable gap between me and him?"
Wen Shaoqing gradually felt despair in her heart.
He had tried all his methods, whether it was a contest of speed and strength, a contest of laws of power, or attacks on illusions, five senses, and six consciousnesses, but Zhang Xiaopou was always invulnerable.
He was almost at the end of his rope and could only attack with his soul.
call out!
Suddenly, a beam of golden light shot out from the sea of consciousness between Wen Shaoqing's eyebrows, and launched a soul attack. The powerful soul turned into a golden sword, carrying his strongest strength and last hope and shot towards Zhang Xiaozhu's consciousness.
ocean.
Zhang Xiaopou seemed to be caught off guard. Before he could react, Wen Shaoqing's divine golden sword struck him between the eyebrows. With a hiss, the golden sword broke through his protective defense and shot into his sea of consciousness.
Wen Shaoqing was overjoyed and thought: "I can't compare to you in terms of speed, power and strength of the law of power. How can I not compare to you in terms of strength of the soul? Even if you have a spiritual weapon to nourish the soul, what's your age?
, how much can your soul grow if you let it grow."
Mukui and the other three who were watching the battle from a distance were all refreshed when they saw this. They felt that Wen Shaoqing had discovered Zhang Xiaozu's weakness and had great hope of defeating Zhang Xiaozu.
As Wen Shaoqing expected, Zhang Xiaozu's soul was indeed not as strong as his, but the moment he saw Zhang Xiaozu's soul, he couldn't help being frightened. Although Zhang Xiaozu's soul was not as strong as his, it was stronger than he imagined.
He is much stronger. I feel that if I give Zhang Xiaopou a little more time to grow up, he will be able to catch up with him.
"Go to hell!"
Wen Shaoqing's divine soul golden sword pierced Zhang Xiaozu's spiritual soul, eager to kill Zhang Xiaozu, because he felt that Zhang Xiaozu was too terrifying. If his soul also grew up, he would be in the realm of a true saint.
Invincible.
But his reason told him that Zhang Xiaozu couldn't be killed, at least he couldn't kill him, because Zhang Xiaozu was also on the list of gods and could be resurrected even if he died.
"It would be great if I could chase him into the list of gods and destroy his soul."
Wen Shaoqing thought to himself.
Ding!
Just when Wen Shaoqing thought that Zhang Xiaopou's soul was about to be crushed by him, Zhang Xiaopou's soul suddenly turned into a golden sword and blocked Wen Shaoqing's soul attack.
Wen Shaoqing was shocked, feeling the powerful aura suddenly burst out from Zhang Xiaopou's soul, and couldn't help but said in disbelief: "You have actually mastered Yang Shen!"
"is it hard?"
Zhang Xiaozhu asked with a smile, "I practiced the "Lingxiao Rising Yang Jue" written by Empress Nuwa, and it only took three thousand years to practice the Yang Shen. It's very simple."
When Empress Nuwa left, she not only gave him her own cultivation techniques, but also gave him the soul cultivation method and the soul attack methods of cultivators in the outer space. He immediately gave up the "Immortal Soul" and became a nun.
Empress Wa's "Lingxiao Rising Yang Technique" was learned from the Yang Shen when she first understood the laws of heaven.
"It turns out that you have already become the disciple of Empress Nuwa. No wonder Empress Nuwa protects you." Wen Shaoqing suddenly realized.
"Nuwa is the first dean of Tiandao Academy. Her immortal cultivation techniques and soul cultivation techniques will be placed in Tiandao Academy for the students of the academy to study and practice. As the founder of Tiandao Academy, what can I do if I practice it?
Problem?"
"Hmph, to put it nicely, the Tiandao Academy is just a ploy by Empress Nuwa to unify the three realms of the Nine Provinces and make her own orthodoxy dominate the world. Haha, who would have thought that Empress Nuwa, who has never participated in the disputes between orthodoxy, would actually dominate the world?
The ambition of the world."
Wen Shaoqing felt that he had glimpsed the conspiracy of Zhang Xiaozhu and Nuwa Empress.
"I might as well tell you that before he died, King Zhou also placed the immortal method he practiced "The Art of the Overlord God Emperor" in Tiandao Academy. My power law borrowed a little bit of his power secrets. Let me tell you this, in the future, everyone
I am reluctant to put the immortal magic in the Tiandao Academy so that cultivators from all over the world can participate in the study and practice. The power that I cherish is my own, and my Taoist inheritance will be forgotten in the long river of history."
"Haha, what a joke." Wen Shaoqing sneered, "Even if your Tiandao Academy can dominate the nine states and suppress ancient forces such as Tianting and Lingshan, you can make all the cultivators in the world join the Tiandao Academy and not even a single one can join.
The disciples of the major ancient forces? Even if you can stop them for a while, can you still stop them for a lifetime? The traditions of the major ancient forces are so profound. As long as the threshold is lowered, the apprentices can crush it.
, forgotten in the long river of history? A joke!”
"That was before, but it won't happen again in the future." Zhang Xiaozu said.
"What, you still want to kill all the ancient forces?"
"You don't have to go to so much trouble. You just need to put a few hundred books of immortal magic that are stronger than those of the major ancient forces in Tiandao Academy."
"Haha, do you think that the immortal magic that can be cultivated to become a saint is picked up from the roadside, and you can pick up as much as you want?" Wen Shaoqing said amusedly.
"The saint realm is not as strong as you think. Forget it, summer insects cannot talk about ice. Crickets don't know the spring and autumn. Even if you say it, you don't understand. It's a waste of words." Zhang Xiaozu was too lazy to talk to Wen Shaoqing.
There are 9,999 saint-level flowers on the ancient tree in his Dantian space. If every flower can give birth to a saint, there will be more than 9,000 techniques that can be used to cultivate to the saint-level.
, by then it will be almost as good as not talking about the bad streets.
"Zhang Xiaopeng, you are arrogant!" Wen Shaoqing was furious, and the divine golden sword slashed towards Zhang Xiaopeng.
call out!
Zhang Xiaozu's Divine Soul Golden Sword faced him head-on. Waves of water-like ripples spewed out from the sword, covering Wen Shaoqing's Divine Soul Golden Sword. This was the Divine Soul attack method of cultivators from the outer star realm.
"ah--"
Wen Shaoqing's soul suddenly screamed pitifully, and the attack of the golden sword stopped abruptly.
laugh!
Zhang Xiaozu's golden sword took the opportunity to pierce his soul.