The voice of the little Thunder God came from afar, like thunder rolling, shattering the air. This sound made my scalp tingle. Although the top and top young people appeared at the foot of the Flame Mountain, they faced it at this moment.
The little Thunder God's thunder battle body still couldn't help but have some pestle. The body of the powerful Kaitian Realm is to a certain extent comparable to a demigod weapon. Like the little Thunder God, it is simply equivalent to a human-shaped demigod weapon.
The terrifying thunder fighting spirit and the self-created thunder god fist are definitely terrible opponents that the young generation of top strong people must be afraid of.
Some people think of the origin of the little Thunder God, and they can't help but wonder about their origin. It's too mysterious. How could an ordinary human bloodline be so terrible? This kind of war style is simply incredible.
But soon, some people's eyes turned slightly, and they seemed to accidentally swept across an ancient mountain in the distance. In their opinion, if the rumors were true, just about physical attainments, perhaps only he could compete.
Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!
The little Thunder God's speed was like lightning, and almost came close to him in a blink of an eye. The 55-foot thunder battle body emitted a terrible aura, lying in front of everyone like a hill.
"Gu Hengyang, I have seen your Haoyang Fist. There is also a recent ancient method in the Shenri General Division, called Shenri Ding, which is ranked as the Three Turns of General Book. Why don't you use it? Are you afraid that I can't take it?
"The little Thunder God's voice was muffled and exhaled like thunder. There was an echo within a dozen miles of radius. The silver eyes that were as big as a millstone stared at Gu Hengyang, and a look of dissatisfaction appeared on his face.
Hearing this, many people at the foot of the Flame Mountain showed a sudden look. In their opinion, there were definitely not many people who could compete with this little Thunder God. Now it seems that Gu Hengyang is really not defeated and seems to have the upper hand.
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"Hey, what is this? Is a saint's skeleton? Why has such a strong decay aura accumulated!"
Soon, the little Thunder God also discovered something wrong. He stared at the seemingly ordinary gray-white corpse. No matter how you look, the decayed aura conflicted with the vitality in his body. It even attracted the thunder fighting aura in his body.
A burst of restlessness made him a little uneasy. He was born in thunder, and his war energy was masturbating. He was most disgusted with this kind of filthy aura. He immediately took a step back, his whole body was tense. For some reason, he always felt
Something is wrong, and there is an ominous premonition in the dark.
At this time, in addition to the people at the foot of the Flame Mountain, there were also figures ten miles away, but they did not approach. The foot of the Flame Mountain was a forbidden area. Only the younger generation of truly top-notch and above are qualified to stand. The rest of the people went there
It can leave a lucky fortune that can help the reputation of war.
"If you want to live or die, you'll know it if you want to try it!"
A young strong man spoke, a little impatient. His body was like an iron tower, his body was twisted, and he emitted a bronze-colored treasure. This was the Luotian Axe Chi Mountain. Although it was difficult to compare with the little Thunder God, it was in the tempering of the physical body.
There is a unique feature that the foot of the Flame Mountain can beat him in the battle body, less than a palm.
boom!
The next moment, he took action, and a blue-black iron axe that was meter tall enough appeared in his palm. He grabbed the handle of the axe, and his aura instantly rose to a terrible state. Then he slashed with an axe and a sharp ray of arises in the void.
The sound of breaking through the air, the air was torn apart like a crack in silk, and then the second layer of vacuum was torn apart, revealing a pale shattering world.
clang!
A metal tremolo, the invisible axe fell on the skeleton of the saint, stirring up a series of sparks. Even if it was full of cracks, it was not damaged at all. On the other hand, the Luotian Axe Chishan changed color in an instant.
The axe was uncontrolled, like a meteor shooting backwards, smashing him away. In an instant, countless sounds of shattering muscles and bones sounded. In the air, Chi Shan was blown up, a ball of blood mist flew away, and a battle soul appeared.
It was Chi Shan. At this moment, even this war soul, which had some flesh and blood, was covered with cracks like porcelain. Chi Shan screamed and disappeared completely. There were lights of indifference in the blood mist.
They are all spiritual stones, even some spiritual medicines, and even rare spiritual pills, which seem to be taken by an invisible big hand and floated towards the Flame Mountain.
"Not dead! This is calculating us! What a cruel heart! How can we have the heart to slaughter as a human race?"
"Save me!"
Chi Shan shouted angrily, and many young powerful people changed their expressions at the foot of the Flame Mountain. The Emperor Guangming took action in an instant, and the Holy Light Fist burst out with infinite light. A terrible beam of light burst out to cut off the invisible devouring power.
Buzz!
The second one was Gu Hengyang. When an index finger fell, there seemed to be a round of fiery sun rising under the Flame Mountain. The glory was eternal. The terrible finger force penetrated the vacuum and almost teared the void.
This terrifying power also made Xiao Yi's eyes look surprised. This was Hengyang's finger. The power displayed in Gu Zhenyang's hands was completely different from that in Gu Hengyang's hands.
This is so majestic that it is almost as powerful as the Second Transfer General's Book.
puff!
With a light sound, even if Emperor Guangming and Gu Hengyang took action, they could not save it. Almost at the moment when they took action, the battle soul belonging to Chi Shan was broken, and the battle soul fragments were wrapped in blood mist, turning into a stream of light and sank into that
In the cracks of the gray-white skeleton, a strange wave suddenly emerged. A little spiritual light gradually emerged from the gray-white skull, like a pale flame, which may be called a flame.
The pale flames that were only the size of a little finger were beating, giving people a gloomy and cold feeling. The smoke from the Flaming Mountain was rolling, like a stove. However, at the foot of the mountain, many young strong men had cold spines, and a cool feeling rose from their spine.
"It's really not dead!"
Jian Jiu's eyes were sharp, and a golden ancient sword appeared in his hand at some point. The rest of the people were also facing a great enemy. Even if they were just a skeleton, they belonged to saints and were not something that ordinary people could covet. If you want fortune, you must first bear the creation.
strength.
"Young strong men, I am the saint of Taiyin!"
Suddenly, a slightly cold voice sounded in everyone's heart. Although it was weak, it had a strong majesty, which made everyone's spiritual world tremble. It was the voice of the saint.
In the distance, on the top of the ancient mountain, even Xiao Yi and the others who were dozens of miles apart were no exception. Xiao Yi's mind sank and his eyes showed an extremely solemn expression. This is definitely not a good omen. The Sin Saint who was suppressed by King Gu Yang,
If you have not committed a great mistake, how could you be suppressed for five thousand years? This is even more painful than killing directly. The long life that the saints have become a spirit-absorbing sword after being suppressed.
"The Taiyin Saint! That's right. The legendary person who was suppressed by King Gu Yang was the Taiyin Saint!"
"The saint of Taiyin! Adhering to the way of the Nine Yin, this is the nine hundred righteous Dharma that is as famous as the way of the Nine Yang. It is rumored that the same way of the Nine Yin and Nine Yang can form the Great Way of Yin and Yang!"
At the foot of the Flaming Mountain, a young strong man stared at the gray-white skeleton. Although a little spiritual flame appeared in the skull, he still couldn't feel any vitality. Instead, the decayed aura became stronger and stronger, with a radius of dozens of miles.
There were a few ice crystals in the air, and there was an illusion that it suddenly came to the cold winter in the hot summer.
"My Taiyin is not weaker than others in my life, but why is it suppressed here? I can't bear to lose all my knowledge and pass on my future generations. I want to leave a legacy, and those who are destined to obtain it and inherit my Taoism."
Another voice sounded in the spiritual world of everyone. At this moment, not only the people at the foot of the Flaming Mountain, but ten miles away, more young strong men had their eyes full of fiery and restlessness, and longing eyes flowed out from their eyes. The inheritance of the saints, different
In the book inheritance, it is the accumulation of a saint's lifelong practice, let alone the word "Dao Fruit". If a saint has a law, then becoming a king is a kind of Dao Fruit. The reason why the Taiyin saint is called the quasi-king,
It is because he has initially condensed the Taoist fruit, which can be regarded as having half his foot stepped into the king realm.
The inheritance of the saint! The quasi-king fruit!
For many younger generations, whether it is the quasi-king fruit, the saint inheritance, or even the saint realm, they may be difficult for them to reach in their lives. Not to mention the quasi-king fruit, even if it is the saint inheritance, with their qualifications
If talent can be obtained, it can be considered easy to open up the world. Even if you enter the cycle of reincarnation and become a saint, there will be great possibility. As for whether you can become a saint, it depends on your personal opportunity.
At this moment, many young strong men from all over the world breathed heavily, and some people's eyes were red. Even though they knew that there were many strong people here and the chance was slim, no one gave up. What is opportunity and fortune is not measured by their cultivation and combat power
, If this is the case, wouldn’t the strong be able to dominate everything? The torrents in the world must have been determined. (It’s a little late, please vote for recommendation on Monday!) (To be continued...)