"How did you become the body of origin? How did you succeed so easily..." Jin Dagui muttered to himself like he was losing his mind.
The body of origin... This is recognized by this land, and it is superior to the holy weapons of origin and the giant beasts of mountains and seas... The nine eras... can be counted on one's fingers! And they all appeared in the first era! There are eight eras in total.
Wei Xuan! Su Xuan...how could he become the body of origin so easily?
The golden turtle was confused.
But this time.
Little Bear came out and whispered: "Is it because grandpa helped the people here?"
The golden turtle is like being struck by lightning.
"Yes...right!"
Jin Dagui stared at Su Xuan: "Preaching, before refining the Holy Sword of Origin, there will be forty years of practicing the sword to save the common people... This is completely connecting himself with this land! And the strict meaning of the creatures here
Technically speaking, they are also spirits of origin, especially ordinary spirits. Although they do not have the power to hide their origins, their physical bodies are purer, and their birth, old age, illness and death are more in line with the meaning of 'origin'.
There is life and death, beginning and end..." "They prayed for grandpa, that is, everyone recognized grandpa..." "Holy shit, shit, that's how it works!"
The golden turtle lost his mind and continued to be confused.
And at this moment.
As Su Xuan continues to condense the body of origin, his originally failing strength is also increasing.
"boom!"
Cansha still wanted to take action, but was blown away in an instant.
"Pfft..." He vomited blood and felt sluggish for a while.
Why are you so awesome again?
You can't even beat me to death?
Cansha almost shed tears, not from pain, but from frustration.
"Brother, let's go, let's go..." The foreign race from Nanling rushed over from afar, with frightened expressions on their faces.
"This man is invincible!"
"You can't kill him at all!"
"We still have the Sky-Covering Dark Fog to spread out the Sky-Covering Dark Fog...and...that barrier is failing!"
They spoke hastily.
As Su Xuan condensed the body of origin, the power of origin on the Xuanling barrier continued to pour into his body, which caused the barrier to be continuously weakened! And once the Xuanling barrier was weakened, the changes here would definitely cause Donghuang's turmoil
Pay attention... Can Sha's cold sweat dripped down! At this moment, you shouldn't be thinking about killing Su Xuan, but thinking about how to survive... "Yes, yes, let's go, let's go!"
He roared, but found that his voice was trembling.
A group of Nanling aliens retreated crazily.
Su Xuan watched coldly. At this moment, his physical body was undergoing some changes and he could not move easily! It was as if...everything had returned to its original point.
His body, strength, and avenue have all become much purer.
"Origin..." Su Xuan could feel the thin power floating in this land with his eyes closed.
This is the power of origin.
But it is too thin and cannot be absorbed.
On the contrary, there is quite a lot of power of origin in the giant mountain and sea beast... "This land seems to be made up of the power of origin..." Su Xuan opened his eyes again, with a quietly complicated expression.
This time it was a blessing in disguise.
At this moment, Su Xuan also understood that he had gained some recognition from this land because of his previous actions, and it seemed that because he was refining the Holy Sword of Origin, he had managed to condense the Body of Origin.
But... Su Xuan looked aside.
Xu Antian appeared with a pale face.
"Cause and effect in the world..." He said to himself. Xu Antian still contributed a lot this time, which made Su Xuan completely moved by the way of cause and effect.
"As for what's next..." Su Xuan narrowed his eyes and could clearly detect the presence of the foreign race in Nanling.
"This battle has been decided, there will be no more surprises!"
……at the same time.
Eastland.
Wensheng Bookstore.
In the center there is a huge stone statue that almost reaches into the sky.
The scholar's robes are fluttering and he is holding a scroll... Although the appearance of the stone statue cannot be clearly seen, it still gives people a sense of majesty and magnanimity like the wind.
Many monks in the book city said that it was modeled after the Literary Saint's Palace in the first era! Surrounding the stone statue was an empty square filled with desks. It was already evening, but there were still many monks sitting cross-legged.
The square is wide, but there is a loud voice that keeps echoing.
Everyone was fascinated by what he heard.
"The city lord's cultivation is getting stronger and stronger!"
"The holy words and holy patterns are intertwined. Listening to one sermon is better than me practicing hard for a month!"
"Under the leadership of the city lord, our book city will undoubtedly be more glorious..." Everyone thought, looking towards the front of the stone statue with admiring eyes.
There is a stone platform there.
Ye Tianxu sat cross-legged, his robe scattered on the floor.
He is like a literati sage from ancient times, with holy words and sacred patterns echoing all over his body, and true words constantly coming out of his mouth.
After the First World War in Southland.
Ye Tianxu is obviously deeper and unpredictable.
But this time.
Ye Tianxu suddenly raised his head.
A phantom fell, and none of the monks from all directions could see it.
"Old Huang..." Ye Tianxu was both surprised and respectful.
The person who came... was none other than the mysterious remnant soul Huang Lao who had accompanied him all the way.
Huang Lao glanced at Ye Tianxu and nodded inconspicuously.
Mr. Huang is not dissatisfied at all with this disciple.
Then, he said solemnly: "The place where Lingzong's regionalization originated, Nanling was invaded by foreign tribes, go and have a look."
"What?"
Ye Tianxu was shocked.
"Don't be surprised, that's the truth. I just didn't expect it to be so secretive that we couldn't find it."
Huang Lao glanced at him and waved.
"Go and have a look.
Kill the foreign people in Nanling and explore the place of origin. Although it is unlikely to become the holy land of human cultivation, there are many holy soldiers of origin..."...Northland.
Star Pavilion.
An old man stood up.
"There is a strange movement in the east, and the Nanling appears!"
He spoke solemnly.
"The collision between Donghuang and Nanling...is it about to begin?"
...Central area.
Chess Palace.
Li Shengxiao walked on an empty land with his hands behind his back.
If you look from top to bottom, you can see that this is a huge chessboard! The earth is the chessboard and the creatures are the chess pieces.
Li Shengxiao is also one of the chess pieces.
He was immersed in it, and the holy thought appeared in his body! Suddenly.
Li Shengxiao raised his head and looked into the distance.
There...is heading east.
"Origin, Nanling..." He whispered, his eyes turning like stars, deep and terrifying.
...another place in the center.
An old man and a majestic woman stood side by side.
They were also looking eastward.
The old man is the master of Qianlong Valley, and the woman is Fairy Huoji! Compared with the sloppy and carefree appearance when he met Su Xuan, the master of Qianlong Valley at this moment is meticulous and meticulous.
"Master, you often say that the first era is a great era, is it because there were many strong people in that era?"
Huo Ji asked.
"Why do you think so?"
“If you want to be great, shouldn’t you first become strong?
Just like ordinary people, no matter how selfless they are, it may be great for some people, but it is still too small for an era."
Huo Ji said.
"You're right to think so."
The master of Qianlong Valley smiled and continued: "But the reason why the first era was great is because they passed down a lot of spirit."
"What?"
"Don't give in, fight to the end, seek freedom, defend the truth to the death... there are too many."
"What kind of era was that?"
Huo Ji's eyes trembled.
"Even if they are erased, many people, many things, and many things will still not be forgotten and abandoned by this land."
The main road of Qianlong Valley.
"for example?"
"The place of origin!"
The master of Qianlong Valley said solemnly, with respect flashing in his eyes.