Terran Guardian

In the secret room.

Shen Changqing sat cross-legged on the futon, his mind sinking into his physical body.

Looking inside the cave.

The five golden crystals containing rich rules power have been completely integrated into one piece at this moment, making the power of rules emitted from them even more powerful.

When his mind touched the golden crystal, he seemed to see a golden seed shadow in the rich power of rules.

"seed?"

Shen Changqing was startled.

Inside the cave.

Qing Yi looked at the golden crystal in front of him and said lightly: "The seeds you saw are actually the manifestation of the power of rules. The fourth level of the God King clearly understands the power of rules and breeds the seeds of rules in himself.

When the seeds take root and sprout, you can officially step into the realm of the God Lord. "

Hear the words.

When Shen Changqing looked at the seeds inside the golden crystal, he finally understood what it was.

Rule seeds!

but.

Judging from the current situation, this is not a real rule seed, or an incomplete rule seed.

After all, the rules in front of you are illusory and give people a feeling that they are about to be broken.

The mind carefully touches the seeds of rules.

A moment.

Shen Changqing felt his mind shaken, as if a huge wave was sweeping over him, almost completely submerging him.

this moment.

Shen Changqing clung to his mind, constantly expanded his perception, and wanted to fully comprehend this power.

rule!

This is his first contact now.

When he truly touched the power of rules, Shen Changqing truly understood how big the gap between rules and rules was.

If the law is compared to a stream, then the rules are like an ocean.

Can't help it.

His mind was completely immersed in it.

"Fantasy Clan!"

Lord Tyrant looked at the world in front of him with disdain in his eyes.

If it was in his previous life, he would never have put a small clan in his eyes.

Just saying.

Now that my strength has not recovered, if I want to recover further, I have to use some internal resources of the Fantasy Clan.

Think of this.

Lord Tyrant God slightly adjusted his state, and his whole temperament changed completely, from the original unruly and domineering to the current domineering one.

Taking one step forward, he directly entered the world.

The moment he entered the world, there was a strange power filling it.

What meets the eye.

It is obviously a normal mountain, but it gives other monks a dreamlike feeling.

To this.

There was nothing unusual about the look of Lord Tyrant. In the memory of the fantasy world, he already understood in his heart that the world of the Huan Clan had always been filled with the power of the rules of the Huan Dao.

Living in such a place, the creatures of the Huan clan are often infected by the power of the rules of the fantasy, and their strength is naturally much stronger than the creatures of other races.

"Rules of fantasy!"

Lord Tyrant looked at the power filling the world and smiled coldly in his heart.

It is said that it is a rule of fantasy, but in fact it is only contaminated with some power of rules. Other powers cannot be regarded as the power of rules at all, and can only barely be regarded as laws.

Of course.

Even the power of law is extremely powerful for ordinary monks.

But for an ancient strongman like him, the power of ordinary rules is nothing, let alone a law.

"pity!"

"It is rumored that the emperor of the Huan Clan is a monk in the fourth realm of the God King. With the remaining power of the soul of this god, there is no way to perfectly seize the monk of this realm. Otherwise, he can directly seize the emperor of the Huan Clan. , all the resources of a clan can be used by this divine king."

Tyrant God Lord thought to himself.

Pity.

This is also something that can't be helped.

Unless he can fuse the divine soul in the bronze coffin, he can do it with any monk below the divine master.

Think of this.

He immediately thought of his destroyed soul again, and an extremely strong murderous intention surged in his heart.

"Sage Ziyun... I must want you to die!"

The murderous intention in the Tyrant God Lord's heart was soaring. He thought that since he became a divine king, he had never been so embarrassed by a small god.

this matter.

It will definitely not stop here.

…

Name: Shen Changqing

Power: Imperial Court

Identity: Human race guardian envoy

Realm: Cave Heaven

Dongtian: two hundred and six

Dharma: slightly

Laws: Law of the Galaxy (30%), Law of the Nirvana Sword (60%), Law of Flowing Clouds (20%), Law of Space (20%), Law of the Red Dust (30%), Law of Time (30%), Law of Cause and Effect ( 30%) (omitted)

Origin: Wuluo (God King of Heaven and Earth), Thunder God (half-step God King), human body dragon-headed god (seventh level of divine realm), sky-swallowing beast (seventh level of divine king, incomplete) (omitted)

Source point: 1

When Shen Changqing exhausted all the power of the rules and then sunk his mind into the panel, this was what he saw.

The number of Dongtian Laws has increased from two hundred and five to two hundred and six.

Except.

There are no other changes.

"It's really not that easy to understand the power of laws from the fragments of the kingdom of God. All the rules and powers of the five god-level fragments of the kingdom of God have been used up, and I can only understand one and only 20% of the laws. "

Shen Changqing shook his head slightly.

The rule of 20%!

For him now, the strength that can be improved is minimal.

Today's panels can only be described as poor.

There is still not much gain in terms of origin, and the only one that can be used as a trump card is the seventh-level origin of the God-Swallowing Beast.

In addition, the source point is only pitiful.

This origin point comes from Ziyun Sheng.

As the holy son of the Ziyun clan, Ziyun Sheng also had a certain understanding of the power of the law, so after being beheaded, he simply provided him with a source point.

But the Yiyuan Point has almost no effect now, and there is no corresponding improvement in magical power.

so.

Shen Changqing could only look at it.

"The next step is to find ways to get more source points and corresponding magical powers!"

No need to doubt.

There must be a lot of first-grade magical powers in the Ziyun clan. Even in Ziyun Sheng's memory, there are first-grade magical powers, but he didn't go through this memory carefully.

now.

To break into the Ziyun clan, you must show enough strength.

Think of this.

Shen Changqing immediately calmed down and read through all the memories about magical powers contained in Ziyun Shengyun.

…

a long time.

His mind withdrew from his memory, and when he looked at the panel again, he already had more than a dozen magical powers.

Among the dozen or so magical powers, many of them were ignored by Shen Changqing. The only one that could really attract his attention was the first-grade magical power.

First-grade magical power, Purple Qi Tianluo!

This is a powerful first-level magical power of the Ziyun clan, and it is also extremely difficult to practice. Even the Ziyun Saint Capital has just barely gotten started without truly grasping the essence.

but.

In Shen Changqing's opinion, this level of difficulty is nothing.

"There is just one source point left, so let's just improve it!"

A thought came to mind.

The source point is cleared again.

In an instant.

A mysterious force pulled him into a certain scene, and then the Purple Qi Tianluo magical power also disappeared. On the contrary, the law changed from two hundred and six to two hundred and seven.

Tianluo Law (10%)

…

"The Holy Son is out of seclusion!"

Outside the secret room, Ziyun Yuanlong had been waiting there for an unknown amount of time. When he saw Shen Changqing coming out of the room, he immediately saluted respectfully.

Shen Changqing nodded: "Well, what's the matter?"

"While the Holy Son was in retreat, a powerful man from the temple came and left a storage ring, which was said to be a training resource for the Holy Son. My subordinates saw that the Holy Son was in retreat, so they did not dare to disturb him without authorization."

After saying that, Ziyun Yuanlong lowered his head, held a storage ring in both hands, and handed it over.

resource?

Shen Changqing looked at the storage ring in front of him and understood that this was what the python emperor had promised him before. He picked up the storage ring and directly stamped it with his soul.

Then, as the mind sank inside, one could see that there were a large number of divine crystals inside, as well as many elixirs and elixirs for tempering the body.

Just a glance.

Shen Changqing could understand that the resources in this storage ring were more abundant than those in the past three years of Ziyun Sheng.

Normally speaking.

The Holy Son of each peak can receive a fixed share of resources every year.

It had only been less than half a year since the last time Ziyun Saint received resources. Now that the temple has sent another three years of resources, it does mean to train him.

From here, it can also be seen from the side.

Genius.

How important is it to the Ziyun clan.

at this time.

Ziyun Yuanlong congratulated with a smile on his face: "It was less than half a year ago that the Holy Son received resources last time, but now the Holy Temple has sent strong men to send resources again, which shows how much the Holy Son values ​​the Holy Son.

In comparison, the saint sons of other peaks probably do not receive such treatment. "

If one person attains enlightenment, the chicken and the dog will ascend to heaven.

If Saint Ziyun can really be valued by the Holy Land and become the first holy son, then as the other party's subordinate, he can also get a lot of benefits.

so.

He naturally hopes that Ziyun Sheng's status in the Holy Land will become higher and higher.

"The other saints from the peaks..." A smile appeared on Shen Changqing's lips: "They won't be able to dance for long."

Hear the words.

Ziyun Yuanlong looked startled.

If you can't jump around for too long, what does that mean?

Could it be...

Thinking of a certain possibility, his expression changed slightly: "Does the Holy Son want to take action against the Holy Sons from other peaks during the Holy Meeting?"

"Holy meeting?"

Shen Changqing shook his head slightly: "It took too long."

It's too long.

Hearing this, Ziyun Yuanlong was shocked again.

"Get ready. In three days' time, help me invite the saints from all the peaks to fight. If you don't dare to come, then just admit defeat and tell all the disciples in the Holy Land that I, Saint Ziyun, shall be the number one saint."

Shen Changqing put his hands behind his hands and looked cold.

If you want to get the attention of the Ziyun clan, you must first become famous and show your strength and potential.

In terms of potential, Python Emperor has already seen it.

For the rest of fame and strength, just use the simplest and most direct method.