Chapter 82 The Holy Weapon handed down from ancient times
Author: You Tianhe
Chapter 82 The Holy Weapon handed down from ancient times
"Did I just get dizzy? It's so thrilling!"
Yan Kuan seemed to have fled into the safe area of the imperial formation where thousands of dragon veins were located, but he was still terrified in his heart. If it were any other ancient emperor's relics, he would have to use the emperor's flame to refine it to see what he could get.
There are no benefits, but I really don’t dare to do it here.
The reason why the inheritance of ruthless people is feared by so many strong men is because the empress is really ruthless. She is ruthless to herself (using the emperor's body to refine weapons), and even ruthless to her enemies. The death of her brother in Kunlun is the pain of her life.
Yan Kuan really wanted to die in this matter, and even Ye Fan couldn't save him.
"Xiao Bai, don't be unhappy. She didn't take you away because she still has me. Master, I will find a way in the future to make her apologize to you and make you happy."
The White Tiger elixir couldn't help but roll its eyes when it heard Yan Kuan claiming to be its master without any shame. It was really unhappy when it wanted to follow the empress and was rejected, but this kid in front of him really dared to say that, and let that person
Apologize to it.
"hey-hey……"
Yan Kuan saw that the little white tiger didn't resist getting close to him, and his smile became even brighter. He rubbed his hands on the white tiger, turning a blind eye to the little white tiger rolling his eyes. He had already taken advantage of this little guy, how could he still escape from Wuzhishan?
Not successful?
Yan Kuan entered the core area of the Kunlun Immortal Land with the White Tiger Elixir in his arms. This immortal land was very extraordinary. It could be said to be otherworldly and should not exist in time. There was no earth, stone or dust on the ground, and the luster of chalcedony flashed on the ground.
There is not a single weed in this place, and ordinary vines cannot grow here. This is an ancient jade field, where only precious medicines can grow, and the level is very high.
The jade field is overflowing with energy and brilliance. Yan Kuan is not picky at all. He has searched for countless elixirs in this alchemist's paradise, and also sown many spiritual seeds for future harvest.
He walked carefully based on the terrain map. The survival path outlined on the terrain map was very complex and cumbersome. There was only one narrow path possible, and it was circuitous. There was no way to make any mistakes here, because this was an area within the Great Emperor's Killing Formation.
He knew very well what would happen if he took the wrong path in this place. Once the Great Emperor's Killing Formation was activated, even the quasi-Emperor would die without a burial place.
Suddenly, Yan Kuan's expression condensed. In the stone forest in front of him, he saw a man sitting cross-legged on a piece of sapphire, with a solemn appearance and a fairy aura.
This man's Taoist robe was old, and he had a wooden hairpin stuck in his gray hair. He was motionless, surrounded by the faint mist overflowing from the Pregnant Immortal Land in front of him, and the scene was astonishing.
There are wisps of terrifying energy emanating from this senior's body, which is extremely frightening. Each wisp weighs more than ten thousand, like a magic mountain oppressing him.
"Senior, senior..."
Yan Kuan inquired carefully, but there was no reaction from the person in front of him. He was sitting cross-legged on a several-foot-long blue jade stone like a clay sculpture. Only the fairy light came out. This senior must have fallen into the imperial formation, so
There was no response.
He carefully walked forward along the safe path to observe. The senior's physical body was intact, and the body was still shiny. The immortal energy flowed in and out along the pores, as if he was breathing in and out, but his eyes were closed tightly, and his soul was empty.
This is an ancient great sage who was killed. His flesh and blood are not withered and his body is intact, but his soul has been wiped out by the Emperor Formation and he has completely fallen.
"The great sage's most precious treasure, the heirloomed holy weapon!"
Yan Kuan's golden eyes shone brightly, and he saw that there was a magic lamp in the body of the great sage, which was still burning and full of vitality. It was breathing fairy light, making the corpse seem to be alive.
"Is there any way to do this?"
Yan Kuan carefully observed the terrain map and found that the nearest distance between the place where the senior fell and the safe path was two feet, and it was impossible to walk through it.
But he covets that magic lamp. The magic lamp contains divine flames, which is a natural match for him. Moreover, the handed down holy weapons are the most precious treasures for protecting the path, which are enough to open up a holy land. Not to mention the ancestral star where all the saints have left, it is over there in Beidou.
, as long as he is not locked by the Ji Dao Emperor's soldiers, he can still walk sideways.
Yan Kuan tried to use his spiritual thoughts to test the edge of the safe path, and then he stirred up a speck of dust. In an instant, the situation changed, and the sky and the earth turned pale. The power of killing immortals intertwined in the void, shattering the dust, and causing his spiritual thoughts to burst into pieces.
Severe pain.
"hiss……"
Yan Kuan quickly cut off the connection with that ray of spiritual thought, and felt a sharp pain in his head. The little white tiger in his arms noticed something strange, and rubbed his forehead with its little head, and a whimpering cry reached his ears.
"You cannot use mental waves in this area..."
The little white tiger's forehead was close to Yan Kuan's, and he understood the meaning through the voice. Yan Kuan learned the specific situation from the little white tiger, and suddenly his heart moved.
He took out a spiritual flower and did not use his spiritual thoughts to attach it. He just put it out of the safe path. Strangely, nothing unusual happened this time.
"But it's too far."
Yan Kuan took out a roll of old vine, which was slightly thicker than his finger and four to five feet long. This was an old medicinal plant he had harvested in the jade field before, Thousand-year-old Tripterygium vine.
"call!"
Yan Kuan swung it out with all his strength, and the long vine rubbed the body of the great sage and fell to the ground. It did not cause any waves, but the flames of the palace lanterns inside the great sage flickered. The legendary holy soldier had already had wisdom, and it sensed it coming out.
excited by the hope.
"Trouble, ordinary methods can't tangle the knot at all. If it is not tangled, it will be difficult to pull it out of the rugged stone forest."
Yan Kuan thought for a moment, then looked down at the White Tiger Elixir, "Xiao Baibai, let's discuss it. You should be able to go in safely..."
Yan Kuan flattered the little white tiger for a while, and the spiritual aura kept feeding the little white tiger. Finally, the little guy agreed to help, jumped into the earth, followed the earth veins to the stone forest, bit the Tripterygium vine that Yan Kuan threw there, and pulled the big white tiger away.
The holy body was wrapped tightly.
"call……"
When the little white tiger came back, Yan Kuan carefully controlled his muscles to tighten the ancient vine on his hand, and his heart kept beating nervously. He adjusted his breathing, and just used his physical strength to pull hard. During the roar, the great sage's body was stretched across the body.
Fei Liangzhang was hugged firmly by Yan Kuan.
"It's done, it's done... I finally have the treasure of protecting my Tao."
A palace lantern fluttered out from the body of the Great Sage, and the gentle fairy light covered Yan Kuan's body, with a hint of ecstasy in his eyes.
This ancient palace lantern exudes cyan light and is made from the Nine Heavens Jasper King. There is a string of tassels under the lamp holder, which makes it look extremely elegant.
It exudes divine light and floats quietly beside Yan Kuan, breathing in the fairy light.
Yan Kuan slowly brought his palm close to the palace lantern, and a spiritual thought entered his head. He nodded without hesitation. The palace lantern turned into a stream of light and entered his chakra, floating and absorbing the fairy light, assisting his spiritual transformation.