During these days, Xu Wanchang's wild laughter could be heard from time to time in the Ghost King's Palace.
At first the disciples were curious about what was going on, but later they became accustomed to it.
Don't blame the Underworld Saint Society for being so out of character. Anyone who has surprises every day would not be able to bear it.
A cultivator's concept of time is much longer than that of ordinary people. For them, a year and a half is a blink of an eye, but this time, every time he blinks, his corpse refining proceeds at a jaw-dropping speed.
Become stronger.
An iron corpse for one hour, a bronze corpse for one day, a silver corpse for ten days, and a gold corpse for half a year!
A normal golden corpse is made by collecting 3,600 kinds of elixirs and absorbing the elites of the sun and moon. It has golden light flowing all over its body. It has the solemn treasure of Buddhism and the aura of the immortal family, without any trace of corpse.
signs.
This is the state of Yin and Yang, the cycle of life and death. You are not afraid of flying swords and thunder. Even if you cannot compete with the top figures, you are equivalent to a giant. Even Maoshan has only been refined into a mere three-headed gold in history.
The corpses took more than a hundred years to complete.
Now, in just half a year, he has already achieved the golden corpse. No wonder Xu Wan is always smiling.
What made him even more happy was that the strength of this golden corpse was even more amazing than in the legend.
"Go!"
At this moment, Xu Wan and Qiao Qiao were attacking from left and right, all kinds of magic weapons flying up, like stars flying and lightning flashing, and black rain falling in the sky, without any intention of holding back.
Because there is no need to hold hands.
Gu Cheng relaxed his body and closed his eyes slightly. Relying entirely on his body's instinctive reaction, when hundreds of ghost arrows were only three inches away, he stretched out his hand to catch them.
Those strange, agile, lightning-fast arrows turned into powder the moment they were held in their hands and dispersed in the wind.
As the strong wind roared, all the attacks of the ghosts and ghosts were blown away. Only a black light flashed through, and Xu Wan's most powerful magic weapon, the Abi Yuanzhu, broke through the golden light of Qi and blood, and hit the back of the heart solidly.
But this magic weapon still couldn't shake that majestic body, leaving only a white mark.
Of course, blindly defending had no effect. The next moment, Gu Cheng's figure flashed, appeared in front of Xu Wan, and punched.
The entire Ghost Palace shook, a soul-stirring roaring loud sound sounded, and a thick and majestic breath burst out from the fist.
There is no vitality, no mana, and no rules.
Everything is the use of the flesh, but the mountains and rivers of the earth and the supreme majesty appear naturally.
This is the power of the dragon's energy, the power of heaven and earth treasures, constantly tapping the potential of the physical body. In Xu Wan's eyes, the fist grew rapidly until it filled the heaven and earth, crushing the sky, as if there was a real copper mountain and iron mountain.
It's majestic and sonorous, powerful and heavy, overwhelming.
Bang!
In the midst of lightning and flint, Underworld Saint Xu Wan was violently beaten to death!
But this does not mean the end of the battle, on the contrary, it is just the beginning.
Xu Wan's body disappeared, replaced by a shrill and terrifying scream, an endless torrential wind, and an extinct ghostly aura.
The strongest ability of this underworld saint is not actually attack, but his immortal body. He can gather, disperse and combine at will, with endless changes.
Not only him, but Qiao Qiao also split into countless white lights, flying as fast as lightning. The black and white air currents intertwined and bombarded around Gu Cheng's body, penetrating into it pervasively.
But as the golden light shone, Qiao Qiao felt a hot masculine force, like the breath of the bright sun coming towards her face. Not to mention her ghost, even Xu Wan felt the pressure.
Fortunately, the Ghost Palace was their home ground and they could still hold on. This round of battle was even more intense, with tigers roaring and dragons roaring, soldiers fighting each other, and the sound of wind howling, rain and weeping being heard all over the place.
Suddenly, the smoke disappeared.
The dark wind gathered, and Xu Wan reappeared in form. Looking at Gu Cheng's unscathed body with golden light flowing around, he was filled with surprises and sighed repeatedly: "The Supreme in the World! He is indeed the Supreme in the World!"
"It's ready for use!"
Gu Cheng tried his best, and felt satisfied in his heart.
There is no doubt that the corpse refining in this life will never reach this level. Although his soul was severely damaged by Pangu's axe, his realm is still there, and his level is no longer limited to being in a high-level building. It can be said that one method can master all methods.
Yang Jian, Wukong and others tempered the essence of the physical body and made adjustments.
Using the method that can lead to enlightenment in refining corpses is no longer overkill, it is simply luxurious to the extreme. In addition, Xu Wan is a giant of the Left Dao and occupies Beimang Mountain. He uses the treasures of heaven and earth regardless of the cost.
possess this kind of strength in the shortest possible time.
Of course, the next level up from the golden corpse is the Corpse King, which is the legendary realm, not to mention the Corpse King in Xu Wan’s imagination!
"Qiao Qiao, follow my master to the Xuanyuan Holy Tomb!"
The power of the golden corpse was beyond expectation, equivalent to doubling the combat power. Xu Wan no longer wanted to delay, and acted resolutely, going to seize the treasure immediately.
"good!"
Qiao Qiao took the order, and Xu Wan called the disciples, gave a brief explanation, and immediately flew away to the east.
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The Yellow Emperor died and was buried in Qiao Mountain.
Throughout the dynasties, without exception, Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi was worshiped as an ancestor. One can imagine the grand scale of his mausoleum.
For a leftist giant like Ming Sheng Xu Wan, ordinary formation mechanisms cannot defeat him. The key lies in the numerous forbidden methods imposed by the sixteen true immortals who have visited the mausoleum in the past.
Take advantage of the loopholes on the side of the road, and wait patiently for your fate.
What is fate?
Righteous disciples, with upright nature and profound conduct!
It would be fine if this was the inheritance arrangement of Emperor Xuanyuan Huang, but it was the Zhengdao Sect that exerted influence and gave high-sounding reasons. He would never accept it!
"When it comes to orthodoxy, who can compare to the Emperor? This time, we must let these Xuanmen orthodox sects know that this avenue of heaven and earth will never be controlled by them!"
Not to mention that Underworld Saint Xu Wan has great ambitions, even Ghost Girl Qiao Qiao also has expectations.
Originally, she could not see a way out from the side door of the left path, but the achievement of corpse refining proved that the left path was not idle. If she could get the two Xuanyuan treasures this time, it might really be a turning point.
Logically speaking, corpse refining is a heretical method, and it is very likely that it will not be recognized by the Supreme Treasure, but every time she sees that calm face, she feels confident.
Unfortunately, just as we approached Qiaoshan, there was a sudden tremor of the mountains and the earth.
The three of them stopped and looked from a distance. They heard thunderous explosions, blazing fire burning the mountain, turbulent waves surging, roaring and roaring, and a sudden explosion.
"Who was so bold as to trigger the fire, water, wind and thunder in the lungs under the mausoleum?"
Xu Wan calculated with his fingers, only to feel that the secret of the sky was still hazy. He was frightened and angry, and immediately shot out the Abi Yuanzhu.
Sooner or later, accompanied by a series of shrill, unpleasant, and shocking laughter, three figures carrying two dazzling treasures of light shot straight into the sky.
The Abi Yuanzhu fell into the air, and Xu Wan jumped out with eyes wide open, but he could only watch as the precious light flashed in front of his eyes and disappeared into the horizon.