The practice of sixth-grade monks is to open up the veins of heaven and earth in the body, so as to mobilize the power of heaven and earth.
The pulse of heaven and earth, nine is the ultimate number!
Opening up the six meridians is enough to be proud of!
Open up the seven meridians and become a genius!
Open up the eight meridians and become a monster in this world!
Open the nine meridians, a peerless monster!
The thousand steps extending from the foot of the Holy Mountain to the mountainside of the Holy Mountain are the place where the power of heaven and earth is most intense in the ancient battlefield!
For sixth-grade monks, Thousand Stairs is a rare and rare place for cultivation.
Sixth-grade monks can use the rich power of heaven and earth on the thousand steps of the sacred mountain to hit the limits of their own heaven and earth veins!
It is precisely because of this that before the ancient battlefield was opened, all the disciples from all realms suppressed their realms to the peak of the fifth level in order to break their own limits.
There are many fifth- and sixth-grade monks at the foot of the Holy Mountain, but they have not climbed the thousand steps of the Holy Mountain because not everyone can climb the thousand steps of the Holy Mountain to practice.
If you want to set foot on the thousand steps of the sacred mountain to practice, you must at least have the strength and talent of all the disciples from all realms!
"When you step onto the stairs of the Holy Mountain, you need to withstand the pressure of the power of heaven and earth. If you can't bear it, don't hold on." Hua Jieyu reminded, and then walked towards the Holy Mountain.
The two separated, and at this moment, a bloody light suddenly rushed out from the slanting thorn.
A sixth-grade monk from the Blood Demon Sect attacked and killed Zhang Yao!
This Blood Demon Sect monk knows how to seize the opportunity.
Hua Jieyu was preparing to step onto the stairs of the sacred mountain at this time. She was too focused to come back for help.
The blood demon sect monk exploded with all his strength, revealing a vein of heaven and earth on his body. The power of heaven and earth flowed with a shocking momentum.
Zhang Yao had long expected that the trip to the sacred mountain would not be peaceful. Although he was sizing up the thousand steps of the sacred mountain, he never let down his guard.
When the Blood Demon Sect monk made a sudden move, Zhang Yao had already sensed it.
Zhang Yao remained motionless, as if he was caught off guard by the Blood Demon Sect monks.
The Blood Demon Sect monk's eyes lit up, he moved faster, and the distance between the two of them shortened to just a few inches in the blink of an eye.
At this distance, in the eyes of the Blood Demon Sect monks, Zhang Yao is already a corpse!
"Death!" the Blood Demon Sect monk shouted.
There was a sneer on Zhang Yao's lips. He remained motionless, not because he was caught off guard, but because he wanted to wait for the monks from the Blood Demon Sect to come to his door.
His three fellow cultivators have a strong physical body. After entering the ancient battlefield, his physical body has been tempered by divine blood.
Neither melee vanguards nor sixth-grade monks can do it!
When the Blood Demon Sect monk saw that Zhang Yao was motionless, he gave up his spiritual attack, pulled out a short spiritual weapon, and chose to kill Zhang Yao at close range.
The short sword of the spiritual weapon struck at extremely fast speed, and the sword blades became a blur, making it difficult to defend.
Zhang Yao moved.
Although the blood demon sect monk's sword skills are exquisite, Zhang Yao's spiritual sense is powerful and he has already locked the short sword, a spiritual weapon.
Snap!
As soon as he made a move, he grasped the short sword, a spiritual weapon.
"How arrogant! He actually caught the spiritual weapon with his hand!"
"Spiritual weapon, coupled with the power of heaven and earth, his hand will be useless!"
"I want this hand first!" The Blood Demon Sect monk's face showed sarcasm. Zhang Yao was really looking for death, and he actually held the spiritual weapon dagger with his hand.
"Can you afford it?" Zhang Yao said calmly.
The Blood Demon Sect monk snorted coldly, and immediately used his strength to crush Zhang Yao's hand with the short sword.
A moment later, the Blood Demon Sect monk's eyes showed horror. He had already used his power, but his spiritual weapon, the dagger, did not move at all.
Mo Yao's physical body is comparable to a spiritual weapon!
"What are the monks from the Blood Demon Sect doing? Why haven't you broken Mo Yao's hand?"
At this moment, no one could understand the horror in the hearts of the Blood Demon Sect monks.
It's not that he doesn't want to break Zhang Yao's hand, it's just that he simply can't do it.
The monks competed, and a moment was enough to decide the outcome of the battle.
The blood demon sect monk was horrified and his momentum dropped. Zhang Yao, with a strong momentum, made a fist with his other hand and hit the blood demon sect monk's heart.
Although this punch is a seal fist, it contains the essence of Heart-Breaking Palm.
Peng!
With one punch, the sixth-grade monk of the Blood Demon Sect suffered a ruptured heart, severed his heart veins, and his life was extinguished.
Everyone was shocked. The sixth-grade monk, who had already opened a vein of heaven and earth, seized the opportunity to make a surprise attack, but was finally defeated by Zhang Yao with one punch.
Hua Jieyu is not worried about Zhang Yao.
At the magic medicine White Lotus, the monks from the ghost world used the lake of filthy divine blood to explode with more power than the sixth-grade monks of the same lineage, but were eventually killed by Zhang Yao with one move.
"Mo Yao, the ancient battlefield has only been open for three months. Time is precious. All the disciples from all walks of life are constantly opening their veins, trying to break through their own limits and open the nine veins! Therefore, they will not take action against you for the time being. But there are also people on the thousand steps of the sacred mountain.
It is not possible to practice all the time. Every once in a while, a river of power of heaven and earth will erupt on the thousand steps of the sacred mountain, or even a great tide of power of heaven and earth! At that time, everyone will have to leave the steps temporarily, and then all the people from all walks of life will definitely take action against you.
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Huang Yunxi said in a message.
Hua Jieyu had already told Zhang Yao about the power of heaven and earth, rivers and tides.
In addition to the rivers and tides of the power of heaven and earth, there will even be storms of the power of heaven and earth on the stairs of the sacred mountain!
At that time, everyone was forced to leave the stairs of the sacred mountain, and people from all walks of life besieged Zhang Yao. The scene was indeed dangerous.
But Zhang Yao has already thought of a countermeasure.
Zhang Yao nodded and walked towards the sacred mountain.
The way of spiritual energy has reached the peak of the fifth level. Since the sacred mountain is a treasured place for cultivation, he must practice here.
In addition, he also wanted the people from the Stone Clan who were in the restricted area to arrive. Among the people from the Stone Clan, there was someone from Luo Qingshan and others.
"He also wants to climb the Thousand Steps of the Holy Mountain to practice cultivation. It seems he doesn't know how powerful the Thousand Steps of the Holy Mountain is!"
"Only people from all walks of life have the strength and talent to climb the sacred mountain to practice!"
"I thought that by killing a sixth-grade Demon Sect monk, I would be able to step onto the Holy Mountain, but I would be knocked down by the power of heaven and earth on the stairs of the Holy Mountain."
Seeing Zhang Yao walking towards the stairs of the Holy Mountain, many monks from the Eight Realms sitting at the foot of the Holy Mountain sneered.
Zhang Yao ignored the crowd. If these people couldn't do something themselves, they thought that others couldn't do it as well.
Zhang Yao came to the stairs of the Holy Mountain.
"Get out! This is no place for you to set foot. Stay down there, and when the river of power of heaven and earth arrives, you will die!" Blood Demon shouted sternly.
There are a thousand stairs in the sacred mountain, one hundred steps are divided into ten levels.
Although people from all walks of life are on the stairs of the sacred mountain, 99% of them are on the third level, that is, sitting cross-legged on more than 300 steps to practice.
There is only one person sitting cross-legged on the ninety-seventh step to practice, it is the Blood Demon!
The Blood Demon Son practices the Blood Demon Sect Blood Meridian and uses blood to strengthen his own bloodline. Although he has cultivated an immortal blood body, the bloodline in his body is mixed. His practice on the steps of the sacred mountain is slow and he lags behind others!
"We are all disciples from all realms. Others have already cultivated on the 300th step, but you have not surpassed the 100th step. If I were the leader of the Blood Demon Sect, I should consider whether to choose another demon disciple." Zhang
Yao said calmly.
The blood devil's face turned red.
On the stairs of the sacred mountain, you have to bear the pressure of the power of heaven and earth at all times.
Whoever has stronger strength and talent will be able to practice faster and climb to a higher level faster!
No one can fake this!
He sits cross-legged at the lowest level and is not as good as other people from all realms. This is a fact!