Peerless Divine Emperor

Hearing the words of Jinpeng Tianjun, Shang Yang's golden eyes flashed with a sharp light. Will one strike decide the outcome?

The demonic energy on his body roared wildly, and his breath was extremely terrifying. He pressured the void, and infinite light power flowed on his body, as if he was wearing a golden armor. A golden spear appeared on his claws, and the tip of the spear swallowed and spit out amazing fluctuations. I don't know how powerful it is.

"Come on." Shang Yang uttered a proud voice and took the initiative to let Jinpeng Tianjun release the attack.

As Shang Yang's voice fell, the golden roc phantom in the sky disappeared from the spot, and a dazzling divine light appeared between heaven and earth, ignoring all spatial distances, and shot directly at Shang Yang's body, trying to penetrate it.

"Cry!"

The Great Light Holy Peng let out a sharp whistle, as if it was an unyielding anger. The golden body was like a golden sword, killing straight forward, with a monstrous momentum and fearlessness, determined to pierce all darkness and usher in light.

"Boom..."

In just a moment, the Great Light Holy Peng and the Golden Peng phantom collided with each other, without any fancy moves. The space that was shaken collapsed directly, and a terrifying wave swept over. Under the power of this level, those below the Saint Realm would be destroyed, without any resistance.

However, the two figures fighting in the void did not separate at this time, and still maintained the posture just now. The aura on their bodies became more and more violent, pressing towards each other, as if to completely suppress the other's momentum.

After a while, a dull sound came out, and the two figures finally separated and shot in different directions.

I saw the Golden Peng standing proudly in the air, without much ripples in his eyes. On the other hand, the Great Light Holy Peng's aura was much weaker, as if he had suffered some injuries, but even so, he still stared at the figure of the Golden Peng, revealing a sense of unyielding.

"Yes, you can withstand my attack and survive. You are barely qualified to inherit my inheritance." Jin Peng looked at Shang Yang and said. Although his tone was flat, he was actually quite happy in his heart. He was very satisfied with Shang Yang's performance. He was tenacious, which was the spirit of the descendants of their Peng clan.

As for talent, it can be cultivated slowly.

Although Shang Yang's talent is not particularly strong now, after obtaining his inheritance, his talent will be greatly improved and will not be inferior to the Tianjiao figures in the God Realm.

At this time, Shang Yang's thoughts also changed. At first, he didn't want to get the inheritance of Jin Peng Tianjun, but after the battle just now, he really felt the other party's strong fighting power, which was exactly the way of practice he pursued.

"I'll give you another chance. Are you willing to accept my inheritance?" Jin Peng Tianjun looked at Shang Yang and asked.

"Junior is willing." Shang Yang bowed and said.

"Good!" Jin Peng Tianjun uttered a word of good, with a look of relief in his eyes. Finally, the inheritance was entrusted to him, and he could rest in peace.

Then Jin Peng Tianjun opened his mouth, and a dazzling golden divine light bloomed out, piercing through the space in an instant and falling on Shang Yang's body. At this moment, Shang Yang only felt that his body was washed by a strange power. This power was changing everything in his body and making him stronger.

…………

In the Palace of God.

Unknowingly, Qin Xuan had been practicing in the Palace of God for dozens of days. During this time, he had been practicing the Hunyuan Divine Art with great concentration, and he was deeply touched.

At this time, the sound of the great road roared in his body, as if it resonated with the space, causing the surrounding space to fall into a turbulence, and his body always sat there, motionless as a mountain, as if no force could shake it.

Essence, Qi and Spirit are the most essential power of a warrior. Essence refers to the essence of the flesh, Qi refers to the true essence running in the body, and Shen refers to the power of the soul.

For most practitioners, it is difficult to achieve all three powers well. There will be some defects to a greater or lesser extent, and it is these defects that prevent them from reaching the peak of martial arts.

The practice of Hunyuan Shengong is to practice the spirit, energy and spirit, starting from the essence of practice, to make every aspect of the body perfect. In this way, fighting in the same realm is invincible, and even fighting across the realm is not difficult.

From the beginning of practice to now, Qin Xuan's practice has been steady and steady, and each realm has almost reached the extreme, so he can practice Hunyuan Shengong. If it were someone else, he might not even be qualified to practice.

There are nine levels in Hunyuan Shengong. Only when the three elements of spirit, energy and spirit have reached the requirements of breaking through the realm can they enter the next realm, otherwise they will stagnate. This also means that the difficulty of breaking through each realm is very great.

After an unknown period of time, Qin Xuan opened his eyes and exhaled a long breath of turbid air from his mouth. He felt refreshed and his body's perception of this world seemed to have increased a lot. Even without using the Eyes of Nothingness, he could see some things that he could not see before.

This made Qin Xuan feel deeply moved. The God King was able to create such a magical technique. It was truly amazing. He must have practiced in this way back then, so he could reach the peak of martial arts and become the supreme being.

At this moment, an old man walked out of the void. It was Elder Fen. He looked at Qin Xuan and said lightly: "Have you finished practicing?"

"Yes, almost done." Qin Xuan nodded in response. He felt that he had touched the bottleneck of the first level and it was difficult to make progress through perception, so he put it aside for the time being.

"In that case, let's start to control the Palace of Gods." Elder Fen 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 King of Gods has passed this palace to you, and the palace stands on the battlefield of the tomb of the gods. When you take control of the palace, the gods will Everything in the tomb battlefield is under your sight, including the locations of the gods’ inheritance.”

"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!