Xiang Yu was standing on the hill behind the courtyard. Although it was still within the Yunyu family's sphere of influence, few people would pay attention to such a barren land with no grass growing on it, not to mention it was a dark night.
He found a place with rocks as shelter and began to practice, move by move, practicing the martial arts in his memory that was imprinted by his will.
On his body, it can be clearly seen that once it is in operation, you can see the bright divine flowers, like the sea containing hundreds of rivers, rolling and flowing straight into the spiritual platform.
The body is like steel, and the bones are like bridges. Under the dim moonlight, it emits a layer of gorgeous divine light. It is so brilliant that it directly covers up the brilliance of the moonlight. It seems that the energy flowing through the body is circulating.
Use force to generate force.
At a glance, his aura was like an ancient holy palace being excavated, as deep as a prison.
"Boom!"
Every move he makes contains the power of a ferocious beast, causing the air to explode and break through the air again and again.
Suddenly, he concentrated all the energy inside his body on one point, condensing it on the palm of his hand. The huge power supported a layer of swift and violent wind all over his body, and the palm of his hand turned around and came out!
You can vaguely see that there is a mark on his palm, turned over and punched out! It is an ancient power, the breath closest to the gods!
"Seal the sky!"
Xiang Yu let out a deep roar, and all the strength in his body was like a huge and charged spring, suddenly erupting with a huge surge! The power of one stroke shocked everyone!
Dozens of feet of ground were lifted up with a layer of earth, rocks and rocks, and the ravine was as deep as an abyss. And all the surrounding trees suddenly broke, and broken branches and leaves flew into the sky.
"Shedding my body, becoming a cocoon and reborn. Now I should be comparable to the power of five horses!" Xiang Yu knew that he had touched the threshold of the path of spiritual practice.
He quickly looked inside.
Seeing the spiritual platform under the Dantian, it became more and more dazzling, like a shimmering holy lamp, ignited by the holy blood! It illuminated the divine body.
"Is this the physique after transformation? Not bad! It can compare with the strength of the two previous selves! Now we have to carry out the training of the second level, the spiritual body training, a greater increase in strength, and a more perfect control.
A little bit of strength exercise." Xiang Yu stared blankly at his palms, feeling the majestic vitality in his body. Suddenly, his ambitions were soaring and he was so ambitious.
His goals go far beyond that.
How vast is the world on the other side? Does it mean a brand new world?
In the past few days, he has experienced the process of struggling from the edge of life and death, as well as glory and humiliation. All of these require strength... to control!
I am in charge!
However, now while he was happy, he also realized that this royal court was really mysterious and extraordinary.
In such a short period of time, not only did he awaken his spiritual roots, he also mastered such great power, which was several times! Even dozens of times more powerful than those in the ordinary realm of metamorphosis!
All of this seems to be closely related to the royal court.
For ordinary masters, when they step into this realm, even though their physiques have changed, the most they can do is break a big tree with one punch. It is impossible to cause such a movement and shatter mountains and rocks for more than ten feet around.
Unless you are a master of the second level or the third level, you can have such ferocious explosive power in one move only if your spirit body refines your strength and has a steady stream of power.
Especially his body. After this day, the injuries have almost healed. Compared with before, it has become more and more powerful. Counting it several times, it is simply a change like a rebirth, rapid progress, and good fortune.
But this is not surprising. If a royal court has no use at all, then what else can other dynasties be afraid of?
The inheritance of gods and their establishment in the human world is to communicate with the planes above the sky, to accommodate faith, and to create a higher divine mansion.
Now, as he comes into contact with more and more things, his mind has become more and more mature, and he has dealt with ideological issues from various aspects, but the only one that is worth doubting is the altar on the cliff of Heiyun Mountain.
Because at Xiang Yu's casual glance, he saw what looked like an altar with a giant monster's head opened wide. What secrets did it contain?
Wait!
Suddenly, Xiang Yu seemed to have caught something.
He remembered the will hidden in his body and said that the altar was built by the giant demon head in the past to attack the supernatural power of the other side.
But in the end, the giant demon fell short of success.
Then there should be the basis for the giant demon head to break through to the other side hidden inside!
This should be more than a simple blood sacrifice, otherwise those thieves would not have expended so much effort to forge such a handcrafted altar. In terms of manpower and material resources, it is a considerable expense, not to mention that the altar is far from
So simple.
"Right now, I am not strong enough to take risks on the Black Cloud Cliff. Once I have consolidated my realm, I will definitely go up there to take a closer look and unlock the secret of this thousand-year-old forbidden area. However, I just don't know what Yun Yu Hanxuan wants to do with it.
What is the purpose of Black Lotus? I'm afraid things are not as simple as usual. Otherwise, she shouldn't be so cautious. With her status, as long as she speaks out, how many strong people will risk their lives to go forward without calling back and responding? "
Xiang Yu secretly made a decision. He would not let go of the secrets inside that altar.
Because not only did this holy court come from there, but the will in his body was hesitant and cryptic when talking about the altar, which made Xiang Yubujing have doubts.
However, he also knew that although he had reached the realm of metamorphosis through cultivation, with his current strength, it would be very bad if he encountered an existence like the two-headed lizard.
Without the power to control the Holy Court, no matter how many Xiang Yus there are, they will not be able to defeat the beings who are close to the realm of supernatural powers on the other side.
With the first level of supernatural power and the ability to conquer the heavens, not only can the lifespan reach the legendary hundred years of immortality, but also immortality for two centuries. With one move, it will be accompanied by visions and power.
"The most important thing now is to raise the realm and strive to grab a place among the quotas to enter the Holy Mountain this year. However, you cannot expose yourself as the leader of the Holy Court under the eyes of the Holy Mountain Royal Court. You still have to rely on
If you use ordinary moves based on your own strength, your strength will be greatly reduced."
Thinking of this, Xiang Yu thought of the threat on his palm again. After all, this was a fatal danger that reminded him all the time, and he had to pay attention to it.
Punch out.
Kick it down.
With a matching body shape, Xiang Yu skipped all the tedious steps and used the strong vitality in his body to practice each move. His whole body could only see shadows clearly appearing in all directions, and the vitality in his body was running faster and faster.
The faster he gets, the more he becomes proficient in his moves bit by bit, and he can perform them with ease and proficiency.
Experience is accumulated little by little.
Cultivation is improving step by step.
His body is constantly growing, and he is so powerful that he cannot be shaken by ten cows.
He made a series of moves, and each move caused the surrounding air to vibrate. Within a hundred steps, everything was covered, breaking big trees, shattering boulders, and falling into pieces. It was extremely fierce.
Such a method is completely comparable to that of a fourth-level master. Even if a third-level master can crush rocks through the air, it is impossible for him to punch so many times in a row. The energy in his body has long been exhausted.
But Qin Tian is unusual. He practices the Immortal Way that was imitated by the Holy Court. According to rumors, a royal court can suppress the Eternal World! Regardless of the various monsters and ghosts that exist in it, they can all be suppressed one by one.
Forever and ever.
The remaining will is most likely the followers who created this holy court in the past, or directly the weapon spirit of this royal court. Over millions of years, it has been integrated into the royal court and depends on it for survival.
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However, even if one no longer has the cultivation level of the past, that kind of experience can quickly make a person's cultivation level reach the extreme.
This has been confirmed.
The energy of heaven and earth that that will has accumulated over hundreds of years is enough to kill a two-headed lizard that has been cultivating for nearly a thousand years. This shows how terrifying its power is!
Now, Xiang Yu still needs to rely on him, hoping to collect vitality as soon as possible to revive him again. If he relies on his experience, he can practice with twice the result with half the effort. He usually has to figure out the moves ten times by himself, and he can probably do it in just one move.
Because the experience of that will may not be an ordinary memory, it may very well be a god who came down from the eternal upper realm.
However, Xiang Yu relies on the Holy Court to forge his body and have an endless supply of vitality. Coupled with the memory of that will, it can be said that one day is equivalent to someone else's month, or even a year!
This is the difference!
ps: Two centuries of immortality means immortality for two hundred years, and one century is one hundred years.
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