Chapter 150: Saint corpse! Holy Way! Holy treasure!

The Lanyuelou side moved very quickly. After getting Yirenzui's consent, Yilie used his own power to mobilize a large number of elite masters who met the requirements to come, especially the ascendant realm.
In sync with them, there is also Baoyuelou.
This time, the eldest lady Qiu Yuwan headed by Baoyuelou was going to compete with Yi Renzui again.
Others such as the Five Elements Liu Family, the largest family in southern Xinjiang, the Great Xia Empire, the Jinding Holy Land, the Ziyang Holy Land, the Four Forbidden Lands, etc., all selected the strongest and most elite disciples to attack.
In the entire southern Xinjiang land, the real young generation's struggle for the front will officially kick off in Darifeng Market.
The turmoil outside was fierce, and various geniuses flocked to Fengyu Town.
In Darifengxu, Zhang Yang began his own solo journey.
He found a direction and went deep into it.
From the outside, the Da Rifeng Ruins are huge, but it occupies at most one third of Mocheng.
Looking inside, it was as big as a dozen Mocheng, and it was basically an independent small world.
Looking at the sky, the big sun phoenix soars, like the nine days of the outside world, shining brightly.
There is no night here, it is always day.
The sky is high.
The land is vast, the mountains and rivers are undulating, and even looking far away, you can see the vast mountains and the vague ocean.
It's just a reduced version of the world.
He looked around, it was empty, he was the only one in the whole world.
Walking among them, there is unspeakable lightness, especially thinking that the people outside are still waiting anxiously, but he has already enjoyed this place exclusively, what are you still doing, looting here!
His three steps of mountains and rivers turned into a stream of light, but wherever he passed, those things that looked good at first glance were taken away, no matter what the specifics were.
Along the way, the harvest is quite fruitful.
There are too many exotic flowers.
Half an hour later, he stopped and looked at the shocking scene before him.
The one-hundred-meter giant was penetrated by a gun.
Giants are saints.
The gun is the holy gun.
The most incredible thing is that this is clearly something that happened a long time ago, but it has remained until now.
The huge saint’s body has never been decayed, and even the chest pierced by the holy spear still has some bright red flesh and blood. The holy spear pierced the saint and penetrated into the earth. The blade carried by itself was thousands of meters long and penetrated through the saint’s chest. , Straight into the sky, can make people clearly see the original trajectory of killing the saint.
Zhang Yang looked ecstatic.
When he first heard about the Da Rifeng Ruins, he had heard about the scene before him. When he really saw it, the visual shock was still extremely strong.
"It is rumored that there are not a few similar sights in the Da Rifeng Ruins, but the power of the saint has not completely dissipated after thousands of years. Therefore, until now, no one has been able to get the holy gun, and no one can touch the body of the saint. "
"The limits of the realm can only be passed down by time, and I don't know how long, will the power of the saint be consumed to the ascendant realm, so that future generations can be given a chance."
He took a deep breath, his mood was still water.
Step forward, approaching the corpse of the 100-meter giant.
When he was more than 30 meters away, he felt the Shengwei strongly, very tragic, as if he was carrying the sadness and unwillingness of the 100-meter-high saint when he was killed. All of a sudden, he flooded his open heart and let him I have a deep understanding, and even the heart is out of control and despair.
He was taken aback, it was affected.
He took a deep breath again, and erased the interference from his heart, and under the influence of the strong Shengwei, he was in a trance like seeing a vague picture of the saint being killed, very vague. , Can't see clearly, can only hear the scream of the hundred-meter giant before his death, which makes his heart turbulent.
But he closed his eyes and didn't look at it. Instead, he felt this holy power with his heart, the power of the holy way that has lasted for a thousand years, and the holy will that shrouded this area, and at the same time, he was urging the gift from Lie Qingshan. The magic of the holy way contained in a holy light.
At the beginning, Lie Qingshan gave him divine guidance, no matter how many martial arts, after all, it was just a supernatural power.
The divine power is very different in front of the sacred power, so it is recommended that he deduced the divine power martial arts into the sacred martial arts, then his combat power will undergo a tremendous change again.
It’s just that the holy power comes from the holy way, which is the highest level of power in the vast world, where he who has not yet stepped into the ascending realm can easily grasp it, even if it is the mystery of the holy way given by the green mountains, Still not working.
This time, through the killing of the one-hundred-meter giant, the power of the saint was consumed by the years, and the analysis was general, plus the mysterious explanation of the holy way of the saint of Qingshan, he finally had a trace of understanding.
This is a very rare opportunity.
It can be called a peerless opportunity.
Although it is not necessary for him to eat through the holy power in one fell swoop, and to sublimate and transform the divine power in one fell swoop, it can lay the foundation and create conditions for the future.
It is conceivable that a person who is very far away from the Boundless Realm, if the martial skill he masters is holy power, the power is so impressive.
He sinks his heart, is not impatient or impatient, and keeps on comprehending.
Even if you grab a little tail, you must use it to move forward.
With the enlightenment, he also moved forward a little bit.
The majesty of the saint covers only thirty to fifty meters, which also shows that the years have passed away, but it is very difficult to move forward.
Fortunately, Zhang Yang is constantly enlightening, only then can he continue to move forward.
When he was ten meters away from the one-hundred-meter giant, he stopped and his comprehension reached the extreme.
An hour later, he opened his eyes, exhaled a stale air, and muttered to himself: "This time I have gained a lot, although it is still not enough for me to sublimate my divine power as a sacred power, but it has already laid a deep enough foundation, and even better. Yes, the foundation of martial arts has been strengthened because of this. This is a surprise."
Since returning to the Yuan realm at the ninth level and discovering that the foundation of martial arts was unstable, he knew that he was lacking, and he needed constant tempering.
In the final analysis, he grew too fast, did not have enough precipitation, the foundation was not deep enough, and not stable enough.
Now, relying on the magic of the holy way, it is hard to consolidate, which is more terrifying than the foundation that others have cultivated for a hundred years.
He moves his body.
move on.
Da Ri Fengxu made him look forward to even greater gains.
Looking back at the one-hundred-meter giant, he sighed: "Thousands of years after the death of the saint, the corpse is immortal, and the saint's law is 100 meters away. This is the saint's law that is close to the immortal law. Kill."
"I don't know how amazing the battle of all the saints in Darifeng Ruins back then was."
He sighed.
A saint has a life expectancy of a thousand years, and there is a life-extending drug. Whatever the magic method, it is still inevitable to die.
Only immortals can live a long life, and a saint can be regarded as an ant to truly immortal.
Sin!
His inner desire for immortals grew stronger.
He went on.
The huge Da Rifeng Ruins are indeed boundless, not to mention that there are treasures everywhere, and there are almost a few, and occasionally you can encounter some immeasurable gods.
He doesn't dislike good or bad, anyway, there are enough storage bags in his hand, full of them.
After another hour, he found again...Holy treasure!
It was a suspended jade bottle, with holy light flying in it, and even a hazy holy shadow looming, performing some kind of holy way.
"Holy treasure! The saint inheritance!"
Open eyes shining brightly.
However, he also found this treasure difficult to obtain.
The holy bottle is suspended high in the sky, and there are seven void divine stones like steps that need to be climbed up. If he doesn't go up the steps, he tried on the side, but found that as if entering the holy path space, the holy bottle is actually in an endless distant place. He couldn't touch it, and he was touching the sky, and he couldn't fly freely yet.
Only ascend the steps to get the holy bottle.
When he stepped on the first step, the Void Divine Stone under his feet quickly spread out a series of holy patterns, and a wave of sage killing thoughts surged from above, extremely domineering and fierce, he was about to retreat, but found behind him There is a terrifying force of the Holy Way to stop him, it is difficult to make him withdraw.
This way, you can only advance, not retreat.
When he was suspicious, there was a harsh grin.
Someone appeared nearby.