Chapter 175 The King’s Divine Weapon (600 people subscribe for additional updates, please subscribe and vote)
Author: You Tianhe
Chapter 175 The King’s Divine Weapon (600 people subscribe for additional updates, please subscribe and vote)
Inside the valley of Falling Eagle Cliff, Yan Kuan held the human ghost face lamp, a treasure that restrained evil spirits, and walked towards the vast battlefield. This valley of the underworld was astonishingly big, just like a continent, boundless, as if
There is no end.
After Yan Kuan walked for a while, he saw a large number of tombs. Each one was like a hill, majestic, huge and a bit scary.
He didn't pay much attention to it, and continued to move forward with the magic lamp in hand. He entered an open area. There were fossilized corpses everywhere, and it was as far as the eye could see. This was only a corner of the ancient battlefield. It was hard to imagine how many lives had died back then.
"boom……"
Suddenly, a shocking aura erupted from the front, cold and frightening, as if millions of creatures were crying and howling, and a wild and ferocious beast rushed across the earth.
Group after group of Yin soldiers uniformly dressed in ancient costumes, some holding iron swords or rusty spears, crossed from the front, striding forward, tens of thousands of them, with flags waving, Yin soldiers.
Soldiers cross the road and fight towards unknown distances.
The dark Yin soldiers are like a torrent of steel, which seems to be able to kill all opponents. The sinister aura is frightening, and the body will collapse as soon as it gets close to it.
Yan Kuan held a human ghost-faced lantern and followed them silently. This ancient purgatory was vast and boundless, with various complex terrains. There were endless corpses on the ground, embedded in the stone layers and turned into fossils.
The dim battlefield could not be seen to the side at a glance, and was surrounded by band-shaped magic clouds. It was very terrifying and made people tremble with fear. Various ancient creatures had ferocious faces, with human heads and phoenix bodies, eight arms and four heads... corpses of creatures that were unheard of and unseen.
It's amazing.
Yan Kuan followed this group of Yin soldiers into a piece of underworld. It was definitely not the ancient battlefield, but another journey.
The black land, the gray mist, the unknown road ahead, the slightest fragrance refreshing the mind, the water ahead is dotted, and many Yin soldiers pass by neatly, the fragrance comes from there.
This pool is only ten feet square, with gurgling water and a scary yellow color. This is the legendary Huangquan Pool. A sinister aura blows towards your face, but it is also mixed with a refreshing fragrance.
"Crash..."
There was a splash of water in the Yellow Spring Pond, and a black sacred grass appeared. It looked like a sacred orchid carved from ink jade. It had the aura of a great avenue and could be more than one meter tall. It was fragrant, like the elixir of immortality.
"The Netherworld Grass, and this pool of yellow spring water, can bring you back to life even after death, and all things in the world can refine the great medicine of the world."
Yan Kuan approached the Yellow Spring Pond and took a deep breath. The pores all over his body relaxed and he felt refreshed, as if he had received the most holy baptism, as if he was about to soar into the sky.
This is Netherworld Grass, a strange and evil grass that contains some of the properties of the immortal medicine. The three old monsters that Yan Kuan took care of in the Divine City once ate one plant, and they lived in an immortal state for nearly five thousand years.
His body became a rotten corpse, but his spiritual thoughts remained forever.
Yan Kuan took out a white jade vase, refined the entire Netherworld Pond, and sealed the Netherworld Grass inside. The chains rattled and clanked, and the roots of the Netherworld Grass were locked by a Netherworld Iron Chain. This was
A special kind of law chain.
Yan Kuan quickly returned after picking the netherworld grass, left the path of the netherworld, and continued deep into the ancient battlefield.
"boom!"
There was a thunderous sound ahead, and it was a more terrifying battlefield. The evil energy there could not be dispelled, and streaks of bloody lightning appeared with alarming force.
After he passed through a pitch-black magic mist, the front suddenly became dazzling. Various lights were flying, various ancient soldiers were attacking, and various laws were flashing.
"The immortal resentment of the ancient ancestor king is transformed into the will of the heroic spirits who died in battle. This is the most perfect shelter."
Yan Kuan stood in the center of this ancient battlefield with a human ghost-faced lantern on his head, and the imprints of fighting spirit converged. All kinds of ancient soldiers and all kinds of divine lights were transformed by laws, surging in all directions and never extinguished.
The rules created by the ancient ancestor kings in the past gathered the essence of heaven and earth and circulated endlessly, turning this place into an eternal killing field. It is difficult for ordinary people to survive if they break in.
This area is so terrifying. All kinds of ancient soldiers and all kinds of divine lights are flying around. They are manifestations of the gods left by the ancestors from ancient times, which are equivalent to the aftermath of the saint's impact.
"Rumble..."
All kinds of lights are flying, this is a sea of intertwined gods and laws, and thunder is constantly thundering. If there is no protection from the holy soldiers passed down from generation to generation, all the great kings will become ashes when they come in.
This is a terrifying scene, as if there are hundreds of ancient saints competing against each other, demonstrating the most essential divine principles in their lives, and fiercely confronting each other.
"With hundreds of sages and divine imprints, this is a good place for training weapons, what do you think?"
Yan Kuan took out the King Stone that he had brought out of the Yaochi Holy Land. Immediately, five-colored rays of light rose into the sky. This strange stone could be as big as a millstone. The seal no longer existed. If Yan Kuan hadn't temporarily strengthened the seal, it would have been destroyed.
Born autonomously.
The Stone King shook gently, and as the five-colored glow flowed, it became almost transparent, and everything inside was visible.
The snow-white divine egg is round and natural, crystal brilliant, and reveals mysterious energy. Various avenue patterns appear from time to time, but always disappear in a flash.
It has transformed into all kinds of brilliance, with endless aura, constantly absorbing the innate essence. On the snow-white eggshell, there are thousands of divine lights, and various patterns emerge, which are the imprint of racial inheritance.
Powerful life fluctuations are growing, divine flames are like tides, and brilliance is burning like fire, just like the egg of an immortal phoenix bird.
"If you don't want me to drain the Divine Phoenix's blood, just summon the eight generals to die here! See how far they can sacrifice themselves for you!"
Yan Kuan sneered and reached out to the stone king. The five-color glow was suppressed for a moment, and traces of the five-color brilliance were extracted. The creatures inside the stone king felt the crisis of life and death and quickly shot out nine divine lights to fight.
The brand on the divine egg was resurrected, all imprinted in the void, emitting terrifying fluctuations.
"Boom!!!"
A mysterious energy came out of Falling Eagle Cliff, and the light that penetrated the sky could be seen everywhere, piercing the sky and reaching into the sky.
"Imperial blood...son of God..."
In the Northern Territory of the Eastern Wasteland, deep in the Purple Mountain, with the strange call of energy, the ancient race deep in the earth finally revived, and an ancient creature roared out of the divine source.
"roar……"
Suddenly, terrifying roars came one after another. An ancient being was born, and there were hundreds of thousands of people. The bells rang and echoed. The sound of the Wushi Bell actually inspired more ancient beings to wake up.
In the Tianxuan Stone Square in the Divine City, the big black dog that was carrying the little girl suddenly raised its head and exclaimed: "This is... what is going on over at Zishan? Is it related to Yan Kuan?"
"roar……"
The roar of the earth in the northern region shook the sky, terrifying ancient creatures appeared, and inexplicable creatures roared, shaking the heaven and earth, and scattering the clouds in the sky.
The movement they made across the void was huge. When they passed through the divine city, many powerful people in the world changed their expressions. Many people's souls were trembling. I wonder if some terrible creature had been born?
Five-colored rays of light rose into the sky, and the essence of the immortal phoenix essence and blood was extracted by Yan Kuan. Clouds and mist surged outside Falling Eagle Cliff. There were many ancient creatures in the void, and a large area was covered with darkness. Many ancient creatures came here.
Above the endless void, numerous ancient creatures gathered, including purple clouds, gray mist, and white mist. A total of eight of them descended together, with scales flashing and colorful feathers flowing. All kinds of creatures were unheard of and unseen.
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In each department, there is a large piece of divine source shining with holy light, sealing an ancient ancestor king, all of whom are descendants of the eight divine generals.
"The descendants of God are inside, and it seems that they are in danger."
"Damn it, this is definitely a conspiracy. Someone deliberately brought him to this purgatory."
"Please come out and attack Falling Eagle Cliff and take back the Son of God."
One ancient creature petitioned, and extremely powerful fluctuations were heard from the divine sources gathered from all sides. At the same time, thousands of auspicious colors soared into the sky from the depths of Falling Eagle Cliff, making it mysterious and gorgeous.
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In the deepest part of Falling Eagle Cliff, Yan Kuan sat cross-legged to extract more of the original essence and blood of the Immortal Phoenix Egg. A trace of divine essence fell out, as if something special had been integrated into this Immortal Phoenix Egg.
"After waiting for so long, they are finally here."
An extremely powerful divine tower appeared above Yan Kuan's head. Purple light swept across the world, and chaotic black and yellow energy intertwined with Dao Mark. It was the Divine Mark Purple Gold Pagoda.
Yan Kuan violently urged the weapon to rush into the sky, immediately attracting the imprint of the ancient ancestor king's fighting spirit to interweave the supreme catastrophe.
"boom……"
His divine tower revived, and all kinds of dao marks shed their divine radiance, transforming into dragons, phoenixes, lins, turtles, flowers, birds, fish and insects, all things in the world, etc., gathering the divine principles of the ten directions.
The Divine Mark Purple Gold Pagoda is roaring, rising and falling in all kinds of light, being baptized, and being knocked around, but it is always immortal, absorbing the laws of heaven and earth. There is a ball of light inside the sacred tower absorbing various divine laws, as if in
The divine fetus is extremely strange and gradually grows stronger.
The endless Dao patterns are spreading, evolving into vegetation, flowers, birds, fish and insects, unicorns and immortal phoenixes, with tens of thousands of shapes, including everything in the world.
This is the gestation of the divine fetus. The gods are born in the divine tower. Using the chaotic black and yellow skin as the fetal skin, they cultivate their own gods. Here is the king's divine weapon.
Yan Kuan's own cultivation is comparable to that of a king, but after all, he has not truly overcome the tribulation. He took advantage of today to set up a shocking situation to attract the eight divine generals, and use them and the countless gods here to achieve his own success and build the most powerful tower of kings.
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"Boom..."
Accompanied by a shocking loud noise, it seemed as if the sky was shattering and the earth was shattering. A supreme thunder disaster had arrived. The terrifying fluctuations immediately caused the imprints of thousands of ancestors and kings here to react, and a shocking thunderstorm suddenly formed.
Yan Kuan used the heaven and earth as a furnace, and the essence of hundreds of saints as fire, triggering his own catastrophe to fall, and let the divine tower be tempered thousands of times to create the strongest divine weapon of the king.
This is undoubtedly a crazy idea. According to common sense, no one can withstand this kind of catastrophe, but Yan Kuan is not satisfied yet. He has attracted the descendants of the eight divine generals, many of whom are powerful ancestors. This will make this person
A catastrophic thunderstorm is extremely terrifying.
"Come on! Come all over! Tianyan Sijiu, the one who escaped, the heavenly tribulation is always just a test. Even if you narrowly escape death, there is still a glimmer of hope. If you risk your life and survive, it's not like I haven't done it before.
Use you to become my most powerful magic weapon."
Yan Kuan's eyes were full of fanaticism, and the aura on his body changed crazily. After nine rounds of divine power, he continued to condense and break through. The divine power of a king was born in the wheel sea, and the aura continued to become stronger.
Three crystal leaves flew out and intertwined into a wonderful shadow of an ancient tree. It looked like the old Bodhi tree taking root in the ancient star Yingluo.
Yan Kuan sat cross-legged under the shadow of Bodhi and slowly closed his eyes. There was a special aura, and threads of great opportunities overflowed from his body and spread into the distance.
His body emits the sound of Dao Lun, and the scriptures sing to themselves, resounding under the Bodhi tree. There is an auspicious sign of attaining Dao, and various Dao lights are flying.
His chakra is emitting celestial light and extending outward, just like the roar of a yellow bell. This is him expanding his path and taking his own path.
By cultivating the secret realm of the wheel and sea alone, reaching the state of nine lives and nine deaths, and reaching the state of great achievement, one can become the great power of the wheel and sea, and continuing to transform involves the original royal way of the secret realm of the wheel and sea.
A powerful person in the second level of Sendai needs to go through the process of killing Dao Mingxin to become a king in the third level of Sendai. If a powerful person who cultivates the wheel sea alone wants to continue to only cultivate a single secret realm, the conditions are more stringent and he must focus on his own way of becoming a king.
In the Sea of Refining, fully explore the potential of the secret realm.
This process is very dangerous, and if you are not careful, you will die.
All kinds of chaotic lightning flew around Yan Kuan's body, turning into ancient talismans and imprinting them all over his body. His whole body was like a god and demon, with his body shining brightly and his black hair flying wildly.
The scriptures of the Great Dao emerged, floating densely in the void, and then disappeared into his chakra. There was an aura of the simplicity of the Great Dao permeating the air.
"boom……"
The chaotic thunder light evolved into the earth, fire, wind, and water. Yan Kuan's king's body vibrated, the wind and thunder roared loudly, the scriptures chanted, and the divine sounds of the great road continued to be heard. His limbs moved together, as if he was opening up the world to open up this ancient world.
The earth, fire, wind, and water rotated, and the chaos and mist became misty. He opened up the world, and it really seemed like he had reopened a whole new world.
Chaos and mist filled the air, and the world opened up. He opened up the ancient world and opened up a new "sea of wheels". This is a terrifying process. This supreme sight of the Tao makes people awe, and in a trance, they can hear the sacrifices of sentient beings,
The sound of worship is like the gods crying.
The Dao wave shook the world, like a vast ocean surging, spreading in all directions. At a glance, nine heavens and ten earths were in front of you. There was only one person in the sky and on the earth.
His figure disillusioned and took shape again, exuding immortal brilliance, various visions appeared behind him, and ancient scriptures were recited in his body, the highest, the most holy and the most divine.
Yan Kuan is evolving his own kingly way, possessing an aura of swallowing up mountains and rivers and looking down at the vast universe, which makes people want to kowtow and kneel down.
"boom……"
The terrifying thunder light covers the sky and the sun. The Purple Gold Pagoda with Divine Marks is constantly absorbing the principles of the ancestors and gods to transform. The intersection of countless holy paths has created this divine tower. There is a group of light gestating in the deepest part of the divine tower. It looks exactly like Yan Kuan. He is the king.