The first thousand two hundred and fifty-two chapters create saints
Chapter 1,252 The Saint of Creation
"boom!"
When the roaring explosion sound came from the depths of Xiao Yan's mind, his soul also shook violently at this moment. Immediately, his vision gradually became blurred. When he came back to his senses, he found that he was in a
Within a strange space.
This space is not wide, and it is empty and lifeless. Xiao Yan's eyes glanced slightly, and then suddenly stopped somewhere in the void space. There, a figure stood with his hands behind his back. This figure was extremely ordinary.
, Xiao Yan could hardly detect any signs of aura or fighting spirit coming from his body, and he looked like the most ordinary ordinary person.
However, this kind of visual sense made Xiao Yan's heart become more and more solemn. How could he be an ordinary person who could appear in such a strange place? If his expectation was correct, this figure should be
He is the true master of this Heavenly Fortune Palm, that is, the strong Saint Fighter in the ruins.
"This should be a memory space hidden within the fighting skills. This figure is not a real strong fighting saint, but a fragment of his memory..."
Looking at that figure, Xiao Yan was thoughtful. With his current experience, he would naturally not be surprised. After a moment of pondering, he figured out the details of this figure.
And just as Xiao Yan expected, this figure did not even glance at Xiao Yan. Shortly after the former entered the space, a voice as plain as water slowly sounded in the space.
"The Great Heaven's Fortune Palm, a low-level fighting skill at the heaven level, was created by integrating the fighting skills of hundreds of schools of thought with my whole life. This palm technique pays attention to the meaning of creation, breaking the sky with my palm and crushing all things with my strength...
..”
Xiao Yan's eyes became brighter and brighter when he heard the plain voice speaking like a self-narration.
"Heaven-level fighting skills, transcendental super saints, you can be considered a destined person if you can get the secret hidden in my bones. And since you can get the bones, you should have been tempered by the golden spirit saliva. Remember, Da
The Palm of Heaven must be tempered before it can be successfully used, otherwise, it will suffer backlash!"
Hearing these words, Xiao Yan was startled, and then he thought deeply. It turned out that the severe pain just now was the so-called golden saliva that was tempering and changing his palms.
"It is indeed a heaven-level fighting skill, but it still requires such a process before it can be fully inherited."
Xiao Yan shook his head in amazement. If he had skipped the tempering step, even if he had mastered the so-called Great Fortune Palm, he might not have dared to use it.
"The Great Heaven's Fortune Palm has the power of creation..."
As the plain voice slowly sounded, the figure suddenly erupted with a faint fluorescence, and its body actually became transparent, revealing its extremely clear meridians, and in those meridians, a trace of dark golden energy quickly
Shuttle through and outline a rather strange meridian route.
"This is the meridian route for practicing the Heavenly Creation Palm!"
Seeing this scene, a look of surprise suddenly appeared in Xiao Yan's eyes. He quickly concentrated his mind and firmly remembered the path of the energy in his mind.
After the meridian route traveled through several cycles, it slowly faded away. Fortunately, Xiao Yan had memorized all of that route.
As the meridians faded away, the light on the figure's body dissipated again, and the dark golden light on its palms suddenly became strong, and then it swung out a palm and landed heavily on the void.
"Bang!"
As soon as the palm fell, a terrifying energy swept out like a storm, and a huge black circle of light took shape again under the palm of the figure.
The aperture took shape, and then spread out like lightning. The surrounding space collapsed instantly like glass that had been forcibly broken...
Looking at the black aperture that spread rapidly in his pupils, Xiao Yan also took a deep breath, but he did not show any panic, but looked at the figure in the dark aperture from a distance.
, bowed and saluted.
"Those who are destined to do so, please remember my name, the Saint of Creation!"
The faint voice, like the thunder that awakens the insects, suddenly resounded in Xiao Yan's mind, and the figure in the dark circle became fainter and fainter, and finally was completely annihilated.
.
The last image left by a generation of fighting saints in this world disappeared like this.
Xiao Yan nodded silently and allowed the dark circle of light to impact and tear his body apart...
In the room, Xiao Yan's closed eyes suddenly opened, a breath of turbid breath was slowly spit out from his throat, and he murmured to himself: "The Saint of Creation..."
The murmur fell, and a moment later, Xiao Yan came to his senses completely. He first looked at his right palm, and saw that the right palm at this moment was faintly glowing with a dark golden light, like metal.
His mind sank into his body, and then he turned around on his right palm. Soon Xiao Yan was surprised to find that several extremely secret small meridians seemed to have been opened up in his palm. These meridians were connected to each other like a strange
The cycle is normal and looks particularly magical.
Looking at these small circulating meridians, Xiao Yan thought about it for a moment, and then discovered that in the route of the meridians in his mind, these circulating meridians were at the most critical position. In other words,
It is said that without the guidance of these circulating meridians, if you want to forcefully use the Great Fortune Palm, it will only cause the vast energy to condense in the palm, but it will not be able to break out of the body. This is like the increasingly expanding gas in the jar.
, sooner or later the jar will explode, and by then, the entire arm of the person using it will probably be completely shattered.
"No wonder it's said that it can only be performed with palms tempered by Jin Lingshu... It turns out that's the reason." Xiao Yan felt a little surprised, and then sighed to himself. He is worthy of being a powerful warrior of the generation, who can actually create something.
With this kind of strange method, there are thousands of meridians in the human body, and some secret meridians are even infinite. It is not an easy task to develop useful meridians from them.
"I wonder if... I can use this Great Fortune Palm now?"
There was a faint flickering of heat in Xiao Yan's eyes. He had seen the power of this palm in that ancient ruins with his own eyes. Many strong men present were killed by this palm. Even in the end, if not
If they run fast, the consequences may be unpredictable.
On that day, Xiao Yan's heart was extremely coveted for the Great Fortune Palm. Now that he was lucky enough to practice it, how could he calm down?
After rubbing his hands, Xiao Yan jumped off the bed, stood upright in the room, took a deep breath, and then the fighting energy in his body began to circulate slowly along the meridians of the memory in his mind.
stand up.
At the beginning, the Dou Qi moved quite slowly, and the route was also quite cumbersome, and several mistakes were made during the period. Fortunately, Xiao Yan reacted quickly. As soon as he discovered that there was an error in the route, he immediately dissipated the Dou Qi.
What damage is caused.
However, after experiencing several failures, Xiao Yan gradually became familiar with it. After about an hour, he finally successfully completed a meridian circulation.
And at the moment when the operation was completed, Xiao Yan's arm trembled violently, and the dark golden light suddenly became brighter on his right palm. Then he was shocked to find that the fighting energy in his body was flowing away like a tide.
And the direction of the flow is exactly above his right palm!
"What a terrifying consumption of fighting spirit!"
Realizing the speed at which fighting energy was being consumed, even with Xiao Yan's strength, he couldn't help but change his face. With this heaven-level fighting skill, he was actually a big stomach lord who couldn't get enough to eat!
As more and more fighting spirit gathered in Xiao Yan's palm, the dark golden light became stronger and stronger. After a while, when the dark golden light reached its peak, a drop of black light finally appeared quietly in the center of the golden light.
emerge.
Black light emerged, and a terrifying suction force surged out. All the surrounding dark golden light was swallowed up in the blink of an eye, and the black light gradually expanded at this moment.
"What a terrible energy..."
After personally using the Great Fortune Palm, Xiao Yan fully understood the horror of it. His expression changed a little. This was Xingyun Pavilion. Around his room, there were elders and disciples from Xingyun Pavilion.
If he were to strike out with one palm, I'm afraid there wouldn't be any survivors within a hundred meters.
Realizing this, Xiao Yan also had a little cold sweat on his forehead. He took a few deep breaths to forcibly stop the consumption of fighting energy in his body. Then he slightly clenched his palm, and under the grip of his palm, there was a black light the size of a walnut.
, after trembling, it finally faded away under Xiao Yan's frightened gaze, and finally turned into fighting energy again and poured into Xiao Yan's body.
Feeling the huge fighting spirit that had revived in his body, Xiao Yan also breathed a long sigh of relief. He wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead, raised his right hand and looked at it blankly. After a moment, he grinned.
The Saint of Creation has completely laid the groundwork for Xiao Yan for what he needs for the Palm of Creation. Therefore, the speed of mastering this heaven-level fighting skill is far faster than other fighting skills. It has to be said that it is a
A true blessing.
"The Great Fortune Palm... Haha, I wonder how wonderful his expression will be if I meet the old ghost picking up stars again and see this fighting skill?"
Gently rubbing his right hand, Xiao Yan smiled slightly, but there was a cold glint in his dark eyes. The next time they meet again, this great fortune palm will be the old ghost's life-killing scythe!