Tianji Holy Land is determined to win the opportunity of Hualong Pond in the retreat holy land of the originator of the Martial Saint.
Therefore, I have conducted in-depth research on the terrain of Hualong Pond. I knew that Hualong Pond would be accompanied by the supreme power of a terrain formation, so I made preparations for Xie Wuji as early as possible.
Unfortunately, before Xie Wuji had time to use the protective holy objects prepared by Tianji Holy Land to seize the opportunity of Hualong Pond, he was beaten away by Ye Junlang and others who came out halfway.
Even so, Xie Wuji is not in a hurry. He does not believe that Ye Junlang can rely on the power of his body to withstand the overwhelming pressure of the terrain formation without the help of the body protection holy object. In his opinion,
, this is no different from seeking death automatically.
Not to mention Ye Junlang, Xie Wuji believed that the physical body of Xuanyuan Yanhuang, who was ranked first on the young dragon list, could not withstand the supreme power of the large terrain formation.
Therefore, Xie Wuji is not in a hurry. After taking the elixir from Tianji Holy Land, he runs the exercises of Tianji Holy Land and refines the power of the elixir to heal his wounds. At the same time, he is also absorbing the massive amount of energy that fills this small world.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth can be used to speed up the recovery of one's own injuries.
The same goes for Shangguan Leiting on the side.
Half a quarter of an hour later, it was clearly felt that the auras of Xie Wuji and Shangguan Leiting began to rise steadily, and there was no longer the decadent aura they had when they were defeated and fled. It was obvious that the injuries they suffered had been greatly recovered.
Of course, it won't be that fast to completely recover as before, at least it will be a partial recovery.
Rumble!
At this moment, bursts of loud shaking sounds suddenly came from the Hualong Pond terrain, and then the entire Hualong Pond terrain began to shake, and the entire terrain shook with it.
Even Xie Wuji and Guan Lei, who were on the outskirts of Hualong Pond, sensed the vibration and it spread to where they were.
At the same time, Xie Wuji and the others also vaguely felt that there was a supreme power covering the entire Hualong Pond, and there seemed to be a pressure from the saint that made people unable to help but worship!
"The Hualong Pond Terrain Formation has fully revived!" Xie Wuji opened his eyes, and his eyes flashed with excitement. He said, "Ye Junlang must be trying to seize Hualong by force."
What Chi Jiyuan did. This Ye Junlang was really not afraid of death. He actually forced his way up and unleashed the power of the Hualong Pond terrain formation. This time, I'm afraid we don't need to do anything, Ye Junlang himself has already
It was crushed and destroyed by the supreme trend!"
Shangguan Leiting's face also became excited, and he said: "Brother Wuji, doesn't it mean that our opportunity has come?"
Xie Wuji stood up suddenly. He circulated his martial arts aura and felt that it was flowing smoothly. Although the injuries he suffered had not recovered to 100%, they were no longer in the way and had a limited impact on his strength.
Xie Wuji's eyes loomed with murderous intent, and he said: "Let's go, let's return to Hualong Pond now. This time, I will cut off Ye Junlang's head with my own hands!"
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Southern Capital, Emperor's Blood Mansion.
The Emperor's Blood Mansion is also a place of opportunity in this retreat holy land, containing great opportunities.
The Emperor's Blood Mansion, as the name suggests, is like being stained with the emperor's blood. As you approach, you can feel the supreme power of the emperor permeating the area. It feels like a real emperor has descended. To let
All the heavens and all the worlds must pay homage to him.
At this time, in the terrain of the Emperor's Blood Palace, a figure with energy and blood like a dragon was sitting in a blood pool. This blood pool is where the opportunity of the Emperor's Blood Palace lies, named Emperor's Blood.
Upon closer inspection, this figure with energy and blood like a dragon is none other than Xuanyuan Yanhuang, who is baptizing himself with the emperor's blood from the Emperor's Blood Palace.
Mysterious auras surrounded Xuanyuan Yanhuang. The imperial aura that permeated his body was even more powerful and thick than before. The mysterious auras seemed to form a shadow of an emperor behind him.
, it also makes Xuanyuan Yanhuang appear as if the emperor is personally visiting, and the atmosphere is extraordinary.
On the other side of the Emperor's Blood Palace, there is also an extremely extraordinary terrain. Different from the magnificent imperial aura that is filled with the Emperor's Blood Palace, this place has bred extremely strong evil spirits, and these evil spirits have formed invisibly.
It is an extremely ferocious place with fierce murderous intent, like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, with bloody murderous intent surging, as if thousands of troops and horses are fighting here, forming a blood-stained battlefield.
One general's success will destroy ten thousand bones.
Therefore, next to the terrain of the Emperor's Blood Mansion, there was also such an extremely ferocious terrain as if thousands of bones were withered.
However, for warriors who practice some special martial arts, this kind of ferocious place with all the bones drying up will often become the best place to temper their martial arts.
For example, at this time, there is a young figure wearing black attire who is refining his martial arts in this extremely dangerous place. He incorporates the extremely ferocious and murderous aura into his martial arts, causing his martial arts to take shape.
A stronger transformation.
This young man is none other than Qi Zigui.
Obviously, Xuanyuan Yanhuang and Qi Zigui got a suitable opportunity here, and they are taking advantage of this opportunity to hone their martial arts and physical bodies.
Rumble!
At this time, there was the sound of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking, and there seemed to be an invisible coercion in the sky not far away.
Xuanyuan Yanhuang, who was sitting cross-legged in the blood pool of the Emperor's Blood Mansion, suddenly opened his eyes, and Qi Zigui, who was refining his martial arts, also stopped.
"Such a strange movement...could it be possible that some chance has opened up?"
Xuanyuan Yanhuang's eyes flashed with brilliance.
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Dongtian, Phoenix Terrace.
In a terrain that looks like a phoenix spreading its wings, a beautiful purple figure is sensing the aura of the true phoenix in this terrain. Wisps of lavender aura surround it, forming a faint shadow of a true phoenix behind it.
This place is like a paradise, with green mountains and green waters, green grass, and the fragrance of birds and flowers.
At this time, behind this beautiful figure, there were birds of various colors flying over and surrounding it.
Birds are coming!
It actually created a vision of hundreds of birds coming to court.
At this moment, there was a loud shaking sound from the south, and there was an overwhelming force in the air.
In an instant, this beautiful purple silhouette slowly opened a pair of beautiful eyes.
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Xitu, Holy Buddha Temple.
If the mountain is not high, it will be famous if there are immortals. If the water is not deep, if there is a dragon, it will be spiritual.
If the temple is not majestic, if there is a Buddha, then there will be Zen!
This small temple looks dilapidated from the outside. Even the big Buddha inside the temple has been stained by the erosion of the years. You can still vaguely see the golden face of the big Buddha.
A young monk was sitting cross-legged on a dusty mat, holding Buddhist beads in one hand and holding the fearless seal with the other, while he was chanting Buddhist scriptures.
The chanting became louder and louder, and in the end it seemed to resonate with the giant Buddha in this old temple, with a mysterious and profound Zen sound.
I don't know how long it took, but something strange happened. The young monk also stopped chanting and turned his head to look south.