After so much experience, Gu Qingyan finally took the most critical step. Once she becomes the Holy Saint, she will become a special creature in the world. In terms of pure potential, she is no worse than the Divine Dragon Goddess and Cai Mirage.
Not long after Gu Qingyan broke through, He Baizhu also broke through.
The two most powerful and holy auras collided and merged with each other, setting off a huge tide of vitality in the secret room.
That is to say, in the body of the sacred tree, if it were replaced by any other indoor environment, it would probably explode to pieces in an instant.
Gu Qingyan looked at He Baizhu, and He Baizhu looked at Gu Qingyan.
There is pride and competitiveness in his eyes.
For two people to become saints at the same time, I'm afraid it has never happened a few times in history.
If they weren't in the Tower of the Sacred Tree, the two of them would immediately want to try their hand at each other and compete.
"He is still practicing. Could it be that he has not broken through to the Holy Saint?"
He Baizhu looked at Xi Qianye with doubts in his eyes. She and Gu Qingyan had both broken through to become the Holy Saint. Judging from the situation of Xi Qianye being such a monster, he should have broken through before them.
"He has made a breakthrough." Gu Qingyan said calmly.
"Moreover, our cultivation environment has also been improved by him, otherwise it would not be that easy for us to break through to the Holy Saint."
"How dare you be distracted when you break through to the Holy Spirit."
He Baizhu looked at Gu Qingyan with a different look. It was so important to break through the Holy Spirit. There should be no mistakes. All the minds must sink into it to have such a slim chance.
Gu Qingyan was able to sense the changes outside when she broke through, but it was obvious that she did not fully devote all her attention to it.
Gu Qingyan sighed softly without saying anything. In fact, she almost failed to break through before, so she pulled away from everything and sensed the changes outside. If it weren't for Xi Qianye's introduction of purer vitality and more perfect laws of heaven and earth.
, she probably won’t be able to become the Holy One.
It has to be said that her talent is a little bit inferior. Compared with the top geniuses in the world, there is still a slight gap.
Of course, hard work can make up for weakness, and if you work hard, you can narrow this gap.
The two women said nothing more and walked out of the holy pool, found a corner and sat cross-legged, waiting for Xi Qianye's practice to end.
Moreover, having just broken through to become the Holy Saint, they also need to consolidate their cultivation and become more proficient in mastering the power of the Holy Saint level.
In Mu Zhen's spiritual soil, in terms of pure power, the power of the human supreme is almost the same as that of the holy.
But what makes the Holy Saint strong is not power at all.
Therefore, in terms of combat power, there is no way to compare between the Supreme Being and the Holy One.
Time is like water, ten days have passed in the blink of an eye.
The battle situation in the Gods Mountain is quite dangerous. Not only the outer area is occupied by the Nether Clan, but even the inner area is invaded by a large number of Nether Clan.
Ten of the thirteen important passes have been lost. Although the elves tried their best to resist, they still could not stop the terrifying Nether Clan.
Not only the powerful men of the elves suffered countless casualties, but the powerful men of all races in the world also perished in large numbers.
Huangyuan Peak is one of the only three remaining important passes in the Gods Mountain.
At this moment, large numbers of powerful men are stationed here, including more than 1,700 Supreme Kings alone.
Of course, it's not just the strong men of the Elf Clan, the entire Elf Clan does not have so many Supreme Kings. Most of the Supreme Kings are strong men from all races in the world. They gather here and try their best to resist the Nether Clan.
"The Nether Tribe is too scary, how can we stop them?"
A fourth-level master of the Supreme King from a powerful race said helplessly.
After more than half a month of war, they found that even with all the power in the world, they still could not defeat the Nether Tribe.
At this moment, all the powerful men of all races on the Mountain of the Gods were in low spirits, feeling that the end of the world was about to come.
If it weren't for the fact that the Nether Clan wouldn't accept surrender at all and would kill everyone who wasn't my race, I'm afraid that a large number of powerful men of all kinds would have decided to surrender.
Even if you become a slave of the Nether Clan, it is better than being killed.
"The slaughter of Cangshan is a loss of conscience. If the Nether Clan does this, isn't it afraid of attracting divine punishment?"
The eyes of a supreme king of the Chi Barbarian tribe were full of hatred.
Hundreds of the supreme kings of their Chi barbarian tribe have died on the battlefield, almost 70 to 80% of all the supreme kings in the tribe have died.
"They want to kill all the creatures in the whole world, and in the end only the Netherworld tribe will be left. They are too cruel, really too cruel."
"The battle of genocide, even if I risk my life, I can't let the Netherworld tribe succeed."
"Yes, if we lose this battle, we may not be able to save our race."
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On Huangyuan Peak, although the masters of various races have been defeated repeatedly, their momentum has not dropped. Instead, they are fighting with the intention of dying. Because if they don't fight, their race will be finished.
The creatures gathered on the Mountain of the Gods are basically the strongest of each race. Once they are all defeated, no matter how many creatures are left in the world, they will be like cattle and sheep and can only be slaughtered by others.
boom!
Suddenly, the heaven and earth shook, and the Netherworld Cloud hanging above the nine heavens crashed down, once again shattering the ancient restriction above Huang Yuan Peak.
This is the sixth time that the ancient restrictions on Huang Yuan Peak have been shattered by the Netherworld Cloud six times.
Every time it was blasted to pieces, a large number of strong men from the Nether Clan broke in, causing a bloody storm in the sky.
"Everyone, get ready, they are coming."
The Lord of the Elf Judgment Hall said loudly, his pupils contracted and he stared at the horizon.
They have withstood five waves of Nether Clan attacks. This is the sixth time and must be resisted.
Before the ancient restrictions on Huang Yuan Peak are repaired, they must not be defeated.
On the horizon, a black line appeared silently.
The black line gradually approached and turned into black clouds in the sky.
The black cloud is formed by the gathering of endless Netherworld energy, and the Netherworld has endless Netherworld warriors.
This is a confrontation between the entire world, and there are tens of billions of people directly involved in the war.
Whoosh!
I saw at the forefront of the black clouds, a dozen groups of bloody lights leading the way. A few flashes actually crossed the mountains and appeared above the Huangyuanfeng Castle.
Poof!
Before a supreme king of the Yuntu clan could react, his body was smashed into pieces by a ball of blood, turning into a rain of blood, and he died immediately.
"Quack! The smell of blood is really good. The delicious blood feast is about to begin again."
A strange creature with blood-colored scales laughed strangely, and the sound was extremely sharp, piercing the clouds. All the Elf soldiers covering their ears covered their ears, and fell to the ground writhing in pain.
"Blood Seven!"
The Lord of the Judgment Hall stared closely at the blood-armored man, clenching his fists with overwhelming hatred.
No less than twenty of their elven warriors died at the hands of Blood Seven, and even an elf dragon was consumed by Blood Seven.
There was a sworn hatred between the two. The Lord of Judgment Palace rushed forward and started fighting without saying a word. (To be continued)