Several people looked at each other, suddenly having a bad feeling.
"Rongjing Golden Harvest Formation!?" One of the oldest veterans said with solemn eyes, "This is the top killing formation unique to the Sensor Sect!"
"When was it laid!? Why didn't we get the slightest hint of it!?"
"Lord Shengwu, can this be done?"
The hearts of several people suddenly sank. The situation that was supposed to be destined now turned out to be a little more suspicious.
At this time, inside the Lingxiao Palace.
A faint golden light covers all the walls and floors inside, protecting everything here from damage.
Shengwu Jinling looked at the faint golden thread floating in the surrounding air in surprise.
These golden threads are looming in mid-air, weaving densely packed characters, patterns, portraits, etc.
"Are you prepared?" She stretched out her hand, wanting to touch the golden words floating beside her.
But just by raising her hand, she expended several times more energy than usual.
"I knew from the time I received Yuxu Palace that this place is by no means a land without an owner." Jin Yuyan's face was calm, and a golden thread appeared between his eyebrows, shining brightly.
She stepped closer to Jin Ling.
"And since I was defeated by Yue Dewen with one move, I have been thinking hard about how to further improve my current strength."
"Then have you done it? After worshiping God, it stands to reason that your strength has reached its limit and there is no way forward." Jin Ling asked with interest.
She seemed to have no sense of crisis, and even had time to recognize the text content floating around her.
"I'm just a little short of reaching the extreme realm." Jin Yuyan said, "Do you understand what this means?"
"What does it mean?" Jin Ling raised her eyebrows.
"Extreme realm, the ultimate level of will and mind that a person can achieve, belongs to the pinnacle of human beings. And I almost reached it, and I used this to worship the gods, which means..." Jin Yuyan paused, "Not counting the gathering momentum.
"
"I am the strongest spirit general!!!" Suddenly, she raised her hand and the figure rushed towards Jin Ling like lightning.
"Final form: Emperor of Heaven!!!"
In a daze, countless golden clouds seemed to appear behind Jin Yuyan.
Pavilion palace.
In the center of countless palaces, a huge emperor with golden light shining in all directions and a wheel rising behind him slowly condensed into a solid body.
The emperor stretched out his hand from far to near, rapidly expanding and changing in Jin Ling's eyes until it occupied her entire field of vision, as if the entire world was completely filled by that big hand, pressing down suddenly.
She woke up in a daze and tried to pull away and retreat.
But it's too late.
The big golden hands and Jin Yuyan's snow-white hands overlapped at the same time, like shooting stars, falling heavily on Jin Ling's chest.
Boom!!!
There was a loud explosion in the entire Lingxiao Palace.
Jin Ling stood on the same spot, her whole body trembling violently, as if she was bearing an extremely terrifying force.
Bang!!
In an instant, her entire body exploded.
It turned into countless black spiritual threads and scattered in all directions.
But soon, all the black lines condensed and formed in another position, and Jin Ling's body at this time emerged.
The blue light in her eyes dimmed slightly, and it was obvious that she was really hurt.
"Awesome! With just this move, you have already reached Yue Dewen's strength before he gathered strength." She clapped her hands gently in admiration.
"The top-notch formation combined with the master's ultimate mind and will attack. Your will can indeed be called the ultimate in need. Combined with the power of the God of Heaven, the power is really terrifying." Jin Ling sighed.
"It seems that Jin Hong has indeed created a good toy."
"Toy?" Jin Yuyan's beautiful eyes were cold and stern, "Who do you think you are!?"
Her figure flickered, and after activating the final pose, instead of using spiritual threads to create armor and body protection, she completely merged into the virtual image of the Emperor of Heaven floating behind her.
Under the coverage and strengthening of the formation, she was originally silver
The colored spiritual thread has completely turned into pure gold.
In an instant, Jin Yuyan struck Jin Ling with both palms.
Every time the two women fight, the entire Lingxiao Palace shakes and shakes.
Jin Ling retreated steadily, but the smile in his eyes grew stronger and stronger.
She had seen Yue Dewen before he entered the army. At that time, he was not as strong as he is now.
Unexpectedly, Jin Yuyan could improve so much after being injured in a tragic defeat.
Although many of them rely on external cooperation, strength is strength, and there is no need for other reasons.
Bang!
There was another loud noise.
The two of them palmed each other with all their strength at the same time.
The Golden Emperor reached down from top to bottom and patted Jin Ling on the head.
But it was blocked by a blue vortex that emerged out of thin air above her.
The two collided, making a metallic clashing sound.
"The time has come." Jin Ling smiled slightly, "It's time to end the fun."
"A joke??" Jin Yuyan's heart froze, and he suddenly felt a chill all over his body.
"Final form."
Jin Ling's body began to grow crazily.
Three meters.
five meters.
seven meters.
Two additional pairs of arms and two heads grew from her body.
Each of its six arms holds a silver-blue spike-like beam of light.
Dazzling blue light bloomed and exploded from his hand.
A kind of pure divinity like a god and Buddha spreads with blue light.
There is no emotion, and he is aloof, looking down on all the creatures below him equally like a god.
"Let's reincarnate."
With the sound of three heads uttering at the same time, Jin Ling waved his arms at the same time.
Six blue electric lights burst out from his hand, making a thunderous crackling sound.
The speed of the blue electric light is extremely terrifying, it is like the speed of light.
In just a moment, it fell on Jin Yuyan.
Jin Yuyan was moving his palm forward, and his right arm worked with the golden statue of the Emperor of Heaven behind him to grab the golden bell.
But compared to the speed of light, she is still much slower.
In an instant, all the parts of her body that were illuminated by the light changed color and turned gray, turning into the material of rock strands.
"Surrender!" The golden statue of the Emperor of Heaven behind Jin Yuyan suddenly glowed brightly.
She wanted to have a great seance, but everything was still a step too late.
In the blink of an eye, petrification covered her entire body, submerging her chest, neck, and head, and all her clothes were completely turned into stone.
"There's no use in seducing the gods." Jin Ling said with a smile, "Gods have their own wars. And we are also determined by ourselves."
She looked at Jin Yuyan who was completely petrified, and the blue light on her body brightened again.
Suddenly, the entire Lingxiao Palace around her, starting from her feet, started to become petrified in all directions from the center of the circle.
In an instant, the entire hall turned completely into gray and black.
"It's over." Jin Ling retracted the final pose, returned to its original shape, reached out and gently touched Jin Yuyan's face.
"Next, when the other parts are over, everything will return to its starting point."
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Taiyuan.
The fog is filling the air.
Zhang Rongfang raised his eyebrows and looked at the mysterious figure slowly approaching.
In the mist on the left, the person's appearance can be faintly seen.
He is about two meters tall, on the thin side, and has long hair that reaches his waist.
Soon, when he was still five meters away, the man stopped.
Zhang Rongfang has low-light vision, so he can see the opponent at such a distance.
The other party seemed to have some kind of enhanced perception ability and knew Zhang Rongfang's location.
"No living person has come here for many years." The man's voice was hoarse, but he could still tell that he was male.
The language used is also Daling dialect, but the vocabulary style is more old-fashioned.
"Who are you?" Zhang Rongfang asked again.
"I am..." the other party replied.
But when the key name was reached, the sound suddenly disappeared.
"I can't hear you." Zhang Rongfang frowned.
"Yes, you really can't hear it." The other party smiled, "Everyone here can't hear it. We are on the edge of being forgotten and cannot say our names to the outside world."
Zhang Rongfang was silent for a moment.
This man seemed to be quite familiar with the area around here.
"How long have you been here?" he asked.
"I can't remember clearly. There is no day or night here, so I can't tell the time." the other party replied.
"Why don't you go out?" Zhang Rongfang asked.
"If no one remembers me, I can't go out." The man replied.
"Then let's change the question... What's down here? Zhang Rongfang asked again.
"Haven't you been there before? Whatever you see is what you see." The other party replied indifferently.
"You haven't been there?" Zhang Rongfang asked.
"I climbed up from below, what do you think?" The man smiled and pulled his long hair.
"Is there anything to eat? Can you share some with me?"
Zhang Rongfang found a bottle of Bigu Pill from his body and threw it away.
"If you're not afraid, just eat it."
"Hey, what are you afraid of? Even the Sea of Oblivion has rushed out below. There is nothing to be afraid of." He opened the stopper, poured out a pill and smelled it.
"What a good product! All good medicinal materials and grains! Tsk tsk..." After stuffing a Bigu Pill, he carefully tied the bottle with his hair and hid it in his clothes.
"What's in the Sea of Oblivion?" Zhang Rongfang asked again.
"What else can there be in the Forgotten Sea? The Forgotten. Countless Forgotten people fell down. Most of them will be decomposed and digested by the Forgotten Sea and become part of it. A very few gods and Buddhas will remain silent forever, perhaps until
Over hundreds of thousands of years, or even longer, they will be slowly digested."
Zhang Rongfang had countless questions in his mind, but at this moment, he quickly sorted out all the questions and brought the ones he wanted to ask the most to the surface.
"I'm looking for a god named Ling Feitian. Do you know its location?" he said directly.
"Ling Feitian?" The man paused. "You should go up. The stronger the living gods and Buddhas are, the higher their positions will be..." He simply introduced.
"This is Taiyuan, the place where all memory and forgetfulness originate. Here, it is easy to go down, but the higher you go up, the harder it becomes. There are nine levels of heaven in total. The bottom is the sea of forgetfulness. Every time you break through the limit,
, which means that one’s own spiritual nature has reached a new level.”
"The Ling Feitian you are talking about is the strongest God Lord in the Ling Fei Sect. It has even surpassed the level of God Lord, so it is at least five levels in strength."
"With that kind of strength, if you can find it, it means that you can also enter the same level. This also means that you are not much weaker than him. Do you think you, a ninth-level guy, can do this?