Archfiend

"Swish..." The golden light gathered in Xu Yangyi's heart and came out through his body. The entire golden man turned into this sign and was engraved on his heart.

"Jie Jie Jie..." Taichu's voice sounded: "Then... see you soon. I'm really looking forward to when we meet."

The golden light became lighter and lighter, and just when Xu Yangyi thought that the other party was about to disappear, Taichu's voice sounded again: "Oh, that's right."

"Although you are as insignificant to me as an ant. However, the reason why I can sit on the throne of legion commander for thousands of years is because I don't like surprises."

"Liu Mingyang pleased me, and I accepted the gift he gave me."

"Brush!" The strong wind suddenly rose, and all the divine crystals behind Xu Yangyi surged toward the center of the galaxy.

He didn't move because he could feel a sharp murderous intent surrounding him. As long as he moves, he will definitely receive a powerful counterattack.

And...it would probably be a counterattack that would seriously injure himself.

The war of all realms is far from over, and he must not be injured.

"You are very smart, and I like smart people. I hope that when we meet more than ten years later, you will still be so smart." Taichu's smiling voice finally disappeared completely.

silence.

Xu Yangyi took deep breaths several times before putting behind him the negative feelings of having his magical powers completely robbed. He immediately used the Six Eclipses of the Apocalypse, but found that he could not mobilize it at all.

The magical power consists of three parts: formulas, gestures, and spiritual energy mobilization. Now, once he uses the gestures of the Six Eclipses of the Apocalypse and recites the formulas silently, his throat will immediately feel as hot as coals, and his fingers will feel as if they are being twisted and there will be severe pain.

This was only the first few bytes. He believed that if he pinched it, his fingers would break immediately.

"Weird realm." He glanced at Liu Mingyang unwillingly, seeing that he was still alive. He took a deep breath, turned into a black light, and raised his sword to kill.

However, he couldn't move forward!

Rays of white light spread from behind him. It was as if a white hole had opened behind him, absorbing everything around him.

"This is..." He looked behind him in shock, where a ten-meter-tall hole had appeared. Circles of runes that were even more mysterious than the talismans left by Zhuge Liang flickered around, pulling at his body crazily.

"What on earth is this?" A sense of vigilance immediately filled my body. It was so weird. It appeared without any sound, and this timing...

He gritted his teeth and looked at the unconscious Liu Mingyang, then threw the Jun Jun in his hand with all his strength.

"Roar!!!" As if he understood his intention, Chunjun let out a roar, transformed into a white dragon, and chopped off Liu Mingyang's head.

However, at this moment, the white dragon that had just flown dozens of meters screamed, and all the white light rolled back, and turned into Chunjun again, and... Chunjun's body was slowly disappearing.

"Although the will of the plane has allowed me, it is still protecting him." Your master's weapon spirit emerged and glanced at Liu Mingyang with great regret: "This is the 'home' where the other party advanced, and allowed me to Entering, but still within the other party’s realm.”

"Because I am in your hand, I can enter here. Once I am separated from you, the will of the plane has begun to reject me. Sorry... I can't kill him. And when he really wakes up, he must have already created the Nascent Soul."

He talked for a long time, turned his head and looked deeply at Xu Yangyi: "Little guy...goodbye."

As soon as he finished speaking, the pure Jun weapon spirit turned into white spiritual energy and disappeared into the Milky Way.

Xu Yangyi pursed his lips, but unfortunately, the suction force behind him became stronger and stronger, and he could no longer maintain his figure at all.

"Let you go." He licked his lips bloodthirstyly: "The next time we meet, I will kill you."

"The advanced Nascent Soul has suffered such a heavy blow. Even if you are the Nascent Soul, you are still the weakest Nascent Soul. As I am not afraid of the pressure of the Nascent Soul, I still don't know who will win."

"Brush!!" The last word fell, and the white vortex suddenly accelerated, finally pulling his figure completely into the vortex.

faint……

Severe dizziness.

This was his biggest reaction after waking up. Then I immediately sensed it all over my body.

There is still no spiritual energy, and the magical power cannot function either. Regardless of the Six Eclipses of Tianqi or Wanling Town, but...he did not feel weak. Instead...an indescribable power permeated the blood.

Just like the body is full of dregs, it is completely stripped away by the power of the outside world at this moment, leaving only the most primitive purity.

In my mind, the light of the King of Eternal Alchemy Sutra shines, and the stars belonging to Thousand Miles of Buliuxing emit thousands of rays of brilliance in an instant. These brilliance spread from the meridians to the flesh and blood, actually helping to expel magical powers from the body. As every magical power was expelled, including Baijie, the powerful force actually became stronger and stronger.

"This is... the ultimate power of the body." He looked at his hand in astonishment: "What on earth is going on?"

"Does the power of Qianli Buliuxing not require spiritual power at all? My previous understanding of Jiuyao Xingluo was always wrong?"

Liu Mingyang's domain was accidentally created, and he actually created his purest body?

Most of the physical training methods have been lost now, and there are only some of the crudest and inferior techniques. He doesn't know how physical cultivation was practiced in the ancient times, but if you practice again, you must have a method, right? The traces brought by the skills have remained in the blood, and it is not the purest by any means.

However... the King of Eternal Alchemy Sutra is different. Refining alchemy means practicing cultivation. Especially after Nanming Lihuo provided the fire, the entire alchemy cauldron-shaped meridians were activated. He no longer needed to retreat unless he wanted to gain enlightenment. You are practicing all the time, and there is really no influence of the practice in your body.

It was originally there, but now it has been completely removed by surrendering to the inner demons.

"A blessing in disguise, a blessing in disguise?" He calmed down his mind and asked whether it was true practice. Any monk, no matter how old the inheritance is, must find his own way and search up and down on his own way.

There is never a set method. It's like there are needles on the ground, and only one thread can pass through all the needles.

He began to look around.

There was a white mist, but in the white mist, behind him, nine ten-meter-high white jade arches stood in the sky.

It's like a fairyland.

"What the hell is this place?" He frowned and walked over. He was still a thousand meters away from the nine gates, and his spiritual consciousness was completely cut off.

Getting closer and closer, until he was two hundred meters away, his pupils suddenly shrank, and then he rushed over at full speed.

As soon as he lifted his legs, he felt something different.

"What a fast speed..." This jump spanned at least dozens of meters! When he landed, he looked at his legs in astonishment: "You can reach this level without any magical power of speed... Is this really the advantage of physical training? My previous training method was wrong? Or... not completely right?"

No longer thinking about it, he continued to move forward. Get used to the speed slowly.

It was a little stumbling at first, but after a few steps, it became faster and faster.

Without it... there is someone ahead.

In the thick white mist, a figure sat cross-legged in the void, looming.

Ten seconds later, he had rushed to the figure. I couldn't help but gasp.

That's a young man.

Wearing a bamboo hat and a robe, the young man sits in the void, with nine gates behind him. However, the most eye-catching thing is that he is holding a fishing rod in his hand.

The fishing rod is not unusual, but... this is a straight hook!

"This is...Jiang Shang..." His whole body flashed like electricity: "The real founder of Jiuyao Starfall...Tai Gongwang!"

Historically, this is the only one with straight hook fishing! No more semicolons!

However, this is not the real Jiang Shang.

His whole body was made up of spiritual energy, which was obviously a shadow that had been left for who knows how long.

The straight hook dropped into the air, and Jiang Shang's shadow sat cross-legged more than ten meters high in the sky. Where the straight hook falls, small ripples appear in circles. For more than ten meters around him, all the white mist was kept away. Forming a... dark pond.

Yes, it is pitch black, because...in that pond are all the heavens and realms! The sky is filled with stars!

And among the stars, there was a small herring swimming among them.

"This is... Xiaoqing and Jiang Shang?" Xu Yangyi actually felt that the brain of two Bodhi seeds was not enough.

Jiang Shang still remembers Xiao Qing?

The herring that was hung when meeting King Wen?

White mist shrouded the side of the Starry Sky Pool, and there was silence. Just when Xu Yangyi was carefully looking around, a voice suddenly sounded: "Are you here?"

"Who?" With this voice, even Xu Yangyi, who had always thought he was brave enough, suddenly shrank his eyes. Then, he looked at Jiang Shangxuying in disbelief: "No way..."

This has been going on for thousands of years?

This is definitely not a human being, but a magical power left behind by some unknown method. But... how high is Jiang Shang's cultivation level? The magical powers left behind thousands of years ago actually still have spiritual consciousness? Can you still move?

No... Jiang Shang was so strong back then. How strong was the Zhenwu Realm in the last Ten Thousand Realms War?

Can you beat such a monster Jiang Shang to the point where he has to ascend?

For a moment, his heart was filled with enthusiasm. No matter what, this time, it was their turn to fight. And they... must not disgrace their ancestors!

Suppressing his emotions, he bowed to Jiang Shangxuying: "I've met senior."

Regardless of whether the other party can hear it or not, he should give it this respect. Especially since he also learned the other party's magical powers.

"Only when Jiuyao Xingluo is truly awakened can cultivators come here." Jiang Shang Youyou said: "You have awakened the Linzi Jue, yes... very good. I have a successor in China. Even if I am an awakener on that day, There is only one person among the ten thousand geniuses. In the past, Zhang Daoling and I were the only ones who were half-awakened."

Xu Yangyi smiled bitterly.

He didn't understand it himself, but it was a coincidence. If it hadn't been for the Great War of All Realms, he wouldn't have met Liu Mingyang. If Liu Mingyang hadn't been killed by him and become enlightened, he wouldn't have been able to advance. If it is not advanced, there is no field. If there is no realm, there is no way to awaken.

There is also Taichu’s assist.

He knew that he was not as evil as Jiang Shang.

"Not much to say, once an awakened person enters here, he should understand the true meaning of Jiuyao Xingluo. This is the purpose of my existence."

Jiang Shang finally turned his head. Under the bamboo hat, his face could not be seen clearly: "Two ways."

"Those who can enter here must have advanced to the level of Nascent Soul, otherwise they have the strength of Nascent Soul. When Jiuyao Star falls, there are two paths. After Nascent Soul, there are also two paths."

"The magical power reaches the gods, which is called Yin Zun."

"The physical body is extraordinary, the so-called Yang Sage."

"Yin Zun Yang Saint, two extremes of the same realm after Nascent Soul, you choose one."