After setting up the space teleportation array, Zhang Ruochen ignored the Heaven-Swallowing Demonic Dragon and the sacred beasts of Zulong Mountain. Instead, he entered a state of cultivation and consolidated the state of promotion through the third quasi-holy tribulation.
What it means to be invincible in the same realm, what it means to have both divine and martial skills, it just means that you have some advantages among your peers.
No matter what time it is, only those with a sufficiently high level of cultivation can be truly strong.
Currently, Zhang Ruochen is going all out to cultivate martial arts to the realm of a saint.
Now he is only one step away from becoming a martial arts saint.
Gather the holy source.
The Holy Source is the crystallization of using the Holy Appearance and Holy Qi, plus one's own perception and knowledge.
Zhang Ruochen has a total of six holy aspects, so he has the opportunity to condense six holy sources.
"I have the highest attainments in the way of swordsmanship, far surpassing other saints. Perhaps, I can now condense a holy source of swordsmanship."
As long as he condenses a holy source, Zhang Ruochen will officially enter the holy realm, which is fundamentally different from the Quasi-Saint of Three Tribulations.
Zhang Ruochen is also a little impatient, eager to become a saint in martial arts and raise his cultivation to a whole new level.
"The Saint of Swordsmanship."
He clasped his hands together and let out a soft drink.
Immediately, Zhang Ruochen's back emitted a dazzling black light. In the light, a huge sword-shaped holy sign appeared.
Immediately afterwards, Zhang Ruochen separated his hands, showing a hugging posture.
The sword-shaped holy image flew between his hands, gradually became smaller, and finally turned into a small three-inch sword, slowly rotating in the palm of his hand.
"Wow——"
In the palms of both hands, all fourteen acupoints were opened, and a steady stream of holy energy poured out.
The holy energy was injected into the small sword, making the sword body more and more solid, as if it were carved from black crystal, with dense kendo rules intertwined inside the sword body.
"Swish."
With Zhang Ruochen's body as the center, there were harsh piercing sounds all around, as if thousands of swords were flying around him. However, outsiders could not see the shadow of the sword at all.
Ao Xinyan, Drunken Maniac, and Xiao Hei all retreated to a distance, staring in confusion at Zhang Ruochen who was condensing the Holy Source.
Ao Xinyan showed an expression of envy and wonder, and said: "Is that the Wanjian Chaozong? Is the team leader about to become a sword master?"
Ao Xinyan is also a swordsman, and her biggest wish in life is to become a sword master.
At this moment, she was naturally very excited, feeling that she might very well witness the birth of a young sword master.
At the same time, she also admired and worshiped Zhang Ruochen even more. They were both outstanding figures of their era, but Zhang Ruochen had left her far behind.
Xiao Hei shook his head and said: "The Ten Thousand Swords have not been able to be condensed, and there are only sword intents. From this, it can be seen that there is still some gap between Zhang Ruochen and the real Sword Master."
"Being able to condense the sword intent of ten thousand swords means that the team leader will definitely be able to cultivate into a sword master. Now, he can at least be called a half-step sword master." Ao Xinyan said.
When Zhang Ruochen was condensing the Holy Source of Sword Dao, a crimson cloud appeared on the sea where the water and the sky met.
The temperature in the air begins to get warmer.
The ice and snow between the sky and the earth melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, revealing the yellow-brown land. The water in the Yin and Yang Sea gradually turned from blue to red.
Day and night change, yin and yang alternate.
"Dawn has arrived!"
On the beach, the Sky-Swallowing Demonic Dragon suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the vast Yin-Yang Sea with a fanatical expression.
The eleven holy beasts also stood up and came behind the Sky-Swallowing Demonic Dragon.
"Your Highness, can we start summoning the ancient ship of the undead now?" the Holy Hedgehog said.
"Start now."
The Sky-Swallowing Demonic Dragon raised a pair of thick arms, pointed all ten fingers at the sky, closed his eyes, and began to recite ancient spells.
Inside the hidden formation, Ao Xinyan, Xiao Hei, and Jiu Maniac were all paying close attention to the sacred beasts in Zulong Mountain. Their eyes were fixed on the Heaven-Swallowing Demonic Dragon.
"The Sky-Swallowing Demonic Dragon is also proficient in the ancient spells of the Shenlong clan." Xiao Hei was a little surprised.
Ao Xinyan said: "Even if the Sky-Swallowing Demonic Dragon doesn't know the spell, Zulong Mountain will definitely pass it on to him."
After a pause, she continued: "The Sky-Swallowing Demonic Dragon will not break into the Yin-Yang Sea for no reason. Not necessarily, it has the same purpose as you."
"Same purpose."
Xiao Hei's eyes narrowed and he snorted coldly: "I am determined to get that thing. Anyone who dares to fight for it will be killed."
Ao Xinyan shook her head slightly, with a worried look in her eyes, and said: "On our own, it would be difficult for us to compete with them. Just a sky-swallowing demonic dragon is already quite difficult to deal with. Moreover, the holy beast following it,
All are formidable and powerful characters.”
Although Ao Xinyan has never seen the sacred beasts in Zulong Mountain, she has heard about the reputation of some sacred beasts.
She recognized three of the holy beasts following the Heaven-Swallowing Demonic Dragon.
"The old man with black spikes all over his body should be the Hedgehog Saint. His mental strength has reached at least the fifty-second level. Even the Saint of the Black and Yellow Realm may not be his opponent. It is said that the person who was
It has killed more than ten holy beasts."
"That beautiful woman with the snake's tail, I call you Xuezhen Enchantress. She reached the holy realm five hundred years ago and is in charge of millions of wild beasts in the Yuankong Mountains. She is definitely an overlord-level existence."
"The three-foot-tall bald giant is named Mang Shishi. Among the Mangniu beast tribe, his combat power ranks fourteenth. He has a special physique and is born with divine power. He has extremely high attainments in boxing and palm skills.
The realm can compete with the ancient relics head-on. Before the Heaven-Swallowing Demonic Dragon became a saint, Mang Shishi was always guarding him secretly."
Ao Xinyan knew that Zhang Ruochen and Xiao Hei were now strong enough to challenge the senior Shangjing Saints.
However, there is still a big gap between them and the holy creatures in the Xuanhuang Realm.
That's why she was a little worried.
If they really want to go head-to-head with the strong men of Zulong Mountain, they will definitely be annihilated.
"Boom."
On the calm sea, layers of water waves stirred up, making a deafening sound.
At the beginning, the water waves were only one or two meters high, and gradually became seven or eight meters high, more than twenty meters high... In the end, they actually reached hundreds of meters high, forming a water wall connecting the sky and the earth.
Looking from a distance, layers of water waves look like rolling mountains.
An ancient ship was speeding over from a distance. The hull was ten times taller than the "Shuilang Mountain Range", exuding an ancient and powerful aura.
The shape of the ancient ship is very much like a giant dragon floating on the water, with a dragon head, dragon claws, and dragon tail. The whole body exudes silver brilliance and looks extremely sacred.
Led by the Heaven-Swallowing Demonic Dragon, all the holy beasts of Zulong Mountain knelt on the ground and worshiped the silver undead ancient ship.
The sky and sea water turned silver, shrouded in circles of divine light.
The drunk maniac opened his mouth, his eyes shone, and said: "There really is an ancient ship, and it is so sacred. It can't really be a ship made from the corpse of a dragon, right? It is said that the body of a god will never decay.
, I wonder if the flesh and blood of the divine dragon can still be eaten?"
Ao Xinyan had already knelt on the ground. When she heard what the drunkard said, she was startled. She glared at him coldly and said, "Don't talk nonsense. Be careful that the remnant spirit of the dragon hears your words and treats us badly."
Bring down the punishment.”
Xiao Hei said: "Yes, that ancient undead ship is too incredible. It may not really be the corpse of Shenlong. We should not talk nonsense, so as not to anger the remnant soul of Shenlong. Even if it is just a thought of Shenlong, we must destroy it.
It’s also easy for us.”
The silver undead ancient ship is getting closer and closer to the land, and the aura it emits is becoming more powerful.
The drunk maniac seemed to be frightened by the aura emanating from the ancient ship, so he closed his mouth and stopped talking nonsense.
The Heaven-Swallowing Demonic Dragon and the sacred beast of Zulong Mountain quickly boarded the ancient ship of the undead. Then, the huge hull broke through water waves hundreds of meters high, sailed towards the vast sea, and disappeared into the water.
"If the Sky-Swallowing Demonic Dragon is looking for the same thing as us, then we must catch up immediately and we must not let him take that thing away first."
Xiao Hei looked at Zhang Ruochen with an anxious expression, and secretly said: "Zhang Ruochen, you must gather the Holy Source quickly, we must set off as soon as possible."
Only at dawn and dusk can the ancient ship of the undead be summoned.
Once you miss dawn, you will have to wait until dusk to set off, which is a full day later than the Sky-Swallowing Demonic Dragon.
A lot can happen in one day.
At this moment, Zhang Ruochen's body was wrapped in thousands of sword shadows, like a sphere with a diameter of dozens of feet.
No one knows what state he is in now.
I don’t know how far the holy source of swordsmanship he has condensed has reached.
Xiao Hei's eyes widened, he gritted his teeth, and he was so anxious that he said to Ao Xinyan: "Girl, go and summon the ancient ship of the undead now. No matter what, we must set off at dawn today."
"But...the team leader is still practicing." Ao Xinyan said.
"We can't control that much now. If we call the ancient ship of the undead and he hasn't condensed the holy source, then just carry him on the ship." Xiao Hei is really anxious, worried that the Shenlong Sun and Moon Chaos Tower will be swallowed by the sky-devouring demon dragon.
Take away.
Xiao Hei was kind to Ao Xinyan and taught her more than one ancient secret technique. Therefore, Ao Xinyan still respected Xiao Hei's decision.
She walked out of the hiding formation, came to the seaside, stretched out her two snow-white slender arms, and uttered an ancient spell in her mouth.
Not long after, a black cloud appeared on the horizon, with dense thunder and lightning flying through the clouds.
"Boom."
On the sea, waves hundreds of meters high once again set off.
The waves rolled across the sky and the ground with great momentum.
An ancient undead ship sailed out from the black clouds and mist. It was shaped like a huge skeleton and exuded a frightening evil aura.
The moment it appeared, Ao Xinyan, Jiu Kuang, and Xiao Hei all felt a coolness invade their bodies, and they couldn't help but tremble.
The ancient ship of the undead summoned by the Sky-Swallowing Demonic Dragon exudes silver light and carries a sacred brilliance. The ancient ship of the undead summoned by Ao Xinyan is completely the opposite, it is like a ship of death from hell.
All the hair on Xiao Hei's body stood up, and he asked in surprise: "What's going on? How did I see that the ship was full of human and beast bones, and there seemed to be thousands of ghosts walking on the deck."
Naturally, Ao Xinyan also saw the terrifying scene on the ancient undead ship, her face turned a little pale, and said: "I have said before that each of the ancient undead ships on the Yin and Yang Sea is different, some are relatively safe, and some are extremely dangerous.
Obviously, the ship we summoned is a ghost ship full of evil spirits and corpses, and cannot be ridden on it at all. We can choose to set off at dusk, and then summon other ancient ships of the undead. How about that?"
Xiao Hei seemed not to hear Ao Xinyan's words, but stared in the direction behind him and said: "I'm afraid we won't be able to wait until dusk, a strong enemy will catch up!"
An earth dragon that was more than a hundred meters long rushed towards the seaside. Every step it took would cause the ground to shake violently.
On the back of Earth Dragon, three figures stood.
Among them, the tall figure standing at the front, holding a black spear, standing upright, wearing the blood armor of the Ten Saints, is the Death Knight of the Temple of the Immortal.