The golden pupils reveal endless imperial aura, and the powerful energy permeates the whole body, causing large amounts of smoke and dust to stir up from the surrounding sand and gravel.
The clothes that were extremely broken could barely cover her body, but they couldn't stop her almost perfect physique, and there was no flaw in her sharp-edged muscle lines.
After the smoke and dust dispersed and the world returned to calm, Duan Chen unconsciously took a few steps back.
The Zhao Rui in front of him looked like the emperor of heaven and earth, which made him feel the urge to kneel down and surrender.
"Your Highness, has the magic power been achieved?"
Duan Chen was so excited that he took a step forward against the pressure of Zhao Rui's aura.
"The internal strength is complete, but the external strength is still a little bit behind!" Zhao Rui clenched his fist lightly, and the internal strength in his body spurted out like a sea wave, knocking Duan Chen back several steps.
"Not even close?" Duan Chen's face was full of surprise: "It's impossible. Judging from your appearance, you should be a great success!"
Zhao Rui looked at his hands and suddenly stepped forward to grab Duan Chen's shoulders.
"What method did the Twelve Holy Masters use to make the Vajra Corpse?"
Duan Chen was stunned immediately, not knowing what Zhao Rui meant.
After being dazed for a moment, he took out a piece of leather roll from his body.
"Actually, the method of refining the Vajra Corpse is beyond the Earth God Wine and the incomplete Harsha Divine Art. You have drank the Earth God Emperor Wine. Logically speaking, your body should be stronger than the Vajra Corpse!"
Zhao Rui shook his head repeatedly, his eyes looking a little crazy.
"Not enough, not enough! The Twelve Holy Lords should have made improvements. I need their methods."
The Harbin Magic Skill completely stimulated the 300-year-old skill in Zhao Rui's body. Coupled with the internal energy cultivation of the Magic Skill itself, the powerful internal power filled every inch of his flesh and blood.
Although the Earth God Emperor Wine had made his body strong enough, it was still a little short of it.
Zhao Rui must maximize his physical fitness in the shortest possible time, otherwise his body will be torn into pieces by the surging internal force.
"Your Highness wants to find the Twelve Holy Lords?" Duan Chen understood immediately: "But that place is extremely dangerous. Even if the Sanmiao people go in, they may not be able to come out safely."
"Give me the map!" Zhao Rui's eyes became more fierce: "I'll go by myself!"
While he was talking, a strange chirping sound came from not far away, and Duan Chen suddenly became nervous.
"How is it possible that there is an invasion by a foreign enemy? This is the ancestral land of my native people, and it is impossible for outsiders to know."
Not long after, Jin Balun rushed in with thousands of Miao warriors shouting.
"Clan leader, this place is really secretive. If my Gu worms hadn't been following you all the way, I might not have found it! Hand over the Harsha Magic Art and the Earth God Emperor Wine quickly, or your native tribe will be exterminated today."
Each of the Miao warriors who appeared here was extremely strong, with a strange aura exuding from all over their bodies, and a faint purple mist filled the air.
Zhao Rui could tell that there were ten kinds of poisons mixed in the purple mist. If an ordinary person touched it, it would instantly turn into pus and blood.
Duan Chen gritted his teeth and immediately gathered all the young and strong men in the village, but with just a few dozen of them, they were no match for Jin Balun.
Zhao Rui breathed a sigh of relief and disappeared like lightning. When he reappeared, he was already in front of Jin Balun.
"I really don't know where to vent my power. Now that you are here, let me give it a try to see how powerful the Harbin Sun Skill is."