Hearing Jinpeng Tianjun's words, a sharp edge flashed in Shang Yang's golden eyes. Can the victory be determined by one blow?
I saw the demonic energy on his body roaring wildly, the breath was extremely terrifying, overwhelming the void, infinite light power flowing on the body, as if covered with a golden armor, a golden spear appeared on the sharp claws, the spear
The tip is spitting out astonishing fluctuations, no one knows how powerful it is.
"Come on." Shang Yang spat out a proud voice and took the initiative to let Jinpeng Tianjun release his attack.
As Shang Yang finished speaking, the shadow of the golden roc disappeared from the sky, and a dazzling divine light appeared between the sky and the earth. It ignored all spatial distances and shot directly towards Shang Yang's body, trying to penetrate it.
"Bah!"
The Holy Poc of Great Light issued a sharp roar from its mouth, as if it was unyielding anger. The golden body was like a golden sword and it was killing straight ahead. It was powerful and fearless, and was about to pierce all the darkness.
Welcome the light.
"boom……"
In just an instant, the phantoms of the Great Bright Holy Poc and the Golden Poc collided together. There was nothing fancy about it. The shaking space collapsed directly, and a horrifying and suffocating wave swept across. Under the holy realm, under
Under this level of power, they will be destroyed without any resistance.
However, the two figures fighting in the void did not separate at this time. They still maintained the same posture as before. The aura on their bodies became more and more violent, and they pressed towards each other, seeming to completely suppress the other's momentum.
After a moment, a dull sound came out, and the two figures finally separated and shot in different directions.
I saw Jin Peng standing proudly in the sky, and there was no big wave in his eyes. On the other hand, the aura of the Great Bright Holy Peng was much weaker, as if he had suffered some injuries, but even so, his eyes were still staring at Jin Peng's figure, revealing that
With an unyielding spirit.
"Yes, you are able to withstand my blow without dying, and you are barely qualified to inherit my inheritance." Jin Peng looked at Shang Yang and said, although his tone was calm, he was actually quite happy in his heart. He expressed his gratitude to Shang Yang.
Their performance is very satisfactory and they are tenacious. This is the spirit of their descendants from the Peng clan.
As for talent, it can be cultivated slowly.
Although Shang Yang's talent is not particularly strong now, after receiving his inheritance, his talent will be greatly improved, and he will not be inferior to the talented people in the God Realm.
At this time, Shang Yang's thoughts also changed. At first, he didn't really want to get the inheritance of Jinpeng Tianjun, but after the battle just now, he really felt the strength of the opponent's fighting power. This was exactly
The path of spiritual practice he pursues.
"Give you another chance, are you willing to accept my inheritance?" Jinpeng Tianjun looked at Shang Yang and asked.
"Junior is willing." Shang Yang bowed and bowed.
"Okay!" Jinpeng Tianjun uttered the word "good", with a look of relief in his eyes. He finally handed over the inheritance and could rest in peace.
Then Jinpeng Tianjun opened his mouth, and a dazzling golden divine flower bloomed out, penetrated the space in an instant, and landed on Shang Yang's body. At this moment, Shang Yang only felt that his body was washed by a strange power. This power
, is changing everything in his body, making him stronger.
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Inside the shrine.
Unconsciously, Qin Xuan has been practicing in the temple for dozens of days. During this time, he has been practicing the Hunyuan Divine Art with great concentration, and he has been deeply touched.
At this moment, the roaring sound of the avenue emitted from his body, which seemed to resonate with the space, causing the surrounding space to fall into turmoil. However, his body was always sitting there, motionless as a mountain, as if no power could
Shaking in general.
Jing Qi Shen is the most essential power of a warrior. Jing refers to the essence of the physical body, Qi refers to the true energy running in the body, and Shen refers to the power of the soul.
For the vast majority of practitioners, it is difficult to master these three powers very well, and there will be more or less defects, and it is these defects that prevent them from reaching the pinnacle of martial arts.
The practice of Hunyuan Sheng Gong to practice Jing Qi Shen is based on the essence of practice, making every aspect of the body perfect. In this way, one will be invincible when fighting in the same realm, and even fighting across borders is not difficult.
From the beginning of his practice to the present, Qin Xuan's path of practice has been steady and steady, and he has almost reached the ultimate level in every realm. This is why he can practice the Hunyuan Divine Art. If it were anyone else, he might not even be qualified to practice.
There are nine levels of Hunyuan Divine Art. Only when the three levels of energy, energy and spirit meet the requirements for breaking through the level, can you step into the next level. Otherwise, you will stagnate. This also means that it is very difficult to break through each level.
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After an unknown amount of time, Qin Xuan opened his eyes and exhaled a long breath of turbid air. He felt refreshed and his body's perception of the world seemed to have become much stronger. Even without using the Eyes of Nothingness, he could
You can also see some things you couldn't see before.
This made Qin Xuan sigh with emotion. It was really amazing that the God King could create such a magical technique. He must have practiced according to this method back then, so he could reach the pinnacle of martial arts and become the supreme being.
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At this moment, an old man's figure walked out of the void. It was Fen Lao. He looked at Qin Xuan and said lightly: "Have you finished practicing?"
"Well, it's almost done." Qin Xuan nodded in response. He felt that he had reached the bottleneck of the first level and it was difficult to make progress through enlightenment, so he gave up temporarily.
"In that case, let's start taking control of the palace." Fen Lao said.
"Control the palace?" Qin Xuan looked a little surprised, not knowing what Fen Lao meant.
Fen Lao seemed to see the doubts in Qin Xuan's heart, and explained: "The God King has passed this temple to you, and the temple stands on the battlefield of the God's Tomb. When you take control of the God's Palace, the God
Everything in the tomb battlefield will be under your sight, including the locations passed down by the gods."
"So that's it." Qin Xuan suddenly realized, and then asked: "Then how should I control the palace?"
"Bring your soul mark on the palace, and the palace will be yours." Old Fen responded lightly, which made Qin Xuan look weird. Is it that simple?
It sounds like it is no different from ordinary treasures recognizing their owners, and the shrine is the place where the god king lives, so it may not be so easy for him to recognize his owner.
Although he had some doubts in his heart, Qin Xuan still followed Fen Lao's words. He released a soul power in his mind, and then left a soul imprint on the palace. The whole process was as smooth as clouds and flowing water without any hindrance.
When the soul imprint was imprinted, Qin Xuan felt that there seemed to be something more in his mind. It was the connection with the shrine. Everything in the shrine was displayed under his sight, without missing anything.
At this moment, Qin Xuan suddenly realized that he seemed to really control the palace!