One thousand four hundred and sixty-eight chapters, the treasure of the palm of the sage
The world changes and becomes blurry.
Everything is like the beginning of chaos, hazy and unclear.
The sky turns into a river of stars.
Only incomplete spots of brilliance remain embedded between heaven and earth.
The whole world seemed to be twisted and torn apart.
And the source of all this is the collision of the saint's power.
"Roar!!" The roar of the green tiger beast resounded through the sky, and every sound was like thousands of thunders exploding, and vast rays of light flashed continuously in the sky.
An invisible green tiger shadow almost covered the entire sky.
But there are still five terrifying shadows that can't help but linger.
There is a shimmering, cold silver light that condenses eternal glaciers and spreads across half of the sky. There is also a universal Buddha light that manifests the Buddha statues in the heavens, a majestic treasure that makes people awe and fear. There is also a mighty purple energy coming from the east, hanging
Three thousand purple rivers, giving birth to all phenomena and methods, mysterious and unpredictable...
The ancient sage's methods are so transcendent that one person is the world.
In the era when the saints were shining brightly, the stars in the sky were all dim.
Even if it is just the incarnation of the ancient saint, it is still very terrifying.
As for Venerable Qinghu, he restrained the incarnations of the five ancient saints by himself and participated in creation. He showed very terrifying strength and was worthy of his status as a saint.
The way to control beasts has not been considered a great way since ancient times.
Top monks rarely waste time cultivating spiritual pets.
Just as the incarnation of the ancient saint said, this is a small path, so the words are disdainful, but this does not affect the Taoist heart of the Venerable Qinghu.
He became a saint at the end of ancient times and hurriedly killed himself to save his life. He never really fought against the saint.
But he has absolute confidence that he is by no means weaker than other ancient saints.
"With the incomplete origin, you can destroy your five incarnations. If you can't even do this, you are not considered a saint." Venerable Qinghu attacked with Tao, ruthlessly, and almost wiped out the five incarnations.
The five ancient sages were shocked.
They probably didn't expect that Venerable Qinghu's strength was somewhat beyond their expectations.
Logically speaking, a saint who committed suicide should not have such strength.
"The origin of cutting is divided into Qinghu, the secret technique of controlling beasts, and humans and monster pets becoming one." Yun Huanming suddenly discovered something, and his voice was low and cold: "No wonder, the impact of his strength has been minimized by the method of controlling beasts, so
That’s why you have such power.”
The bodies of the other four incarnations suddenly stagnated.
Is this still possible?
The opponent might be able to exert nearly half of the Saint's strength.
With such strength, it is obviously not a problem to crush their incarnations.
After all, it is just an incarnation. Although it carries part of the saint's power, it is still just a breath. If it is damaged, it will die soon.
"Hurry up, don't hesitate, the fusion of the mortal world is almost complete." Yun Huanming's incarnation rushed into the sky, blooming with vast silver light, and his whole person turned into a god in the snow.
Then, the sacred stone in Mo Shengmu's hand flew up on its own, turned into a silver mark, and fell directly into Yun Huanming's hand.
The energy of chaos spurted out.
The sacred stone blooms with unparalleled brilliance.
This sacred stone was originally a treasure that Yun Huanming himself had sacrificed. There is no mystery about how it can be controlled by its incarnation, and it can also stimulate the power of the treasure to the greatest extent.
Several other people immediately understood what was happening and began to call for their own magic weapons.
The monks from the Jade Cauldron Immortal Sect and other sects respectfully presented the magic weapon. They were very excited. It was a worthwhile trip to see the treasure exert its true power.
You must know that half-saints cannot actually exert the full power of the saint's treasure.
The four treasures returned to the hands of the ancient saints, and it was as if they had been reborn. The power they unleashed had increased several times, which was very terrifying.
However, the incarnation of the ancient Buddha did not offer any magic weapon.
Not just for any reason.
As a result, Venerable Qinghu's pressure increased sharply.
A powerful magic weapon is enough to produce a qualitative change.
Not to mention a full four pieces.
"Now we're in trouble." A flash of alarm flashed between Venerable Qinghu's fierce brows.
Originally, these five incarnations were almost wiped out.
Now with the increase of the saint's treasure, the situation has been reversed.
Instead, he fell into a disadvantage.
The most important thing is that Venerable Qinghu does not have a magic weapon of the same level.
Although he became a saint, he killed himself before he had time to refine his magic weapon. Naturally, he could not cultivate a saint's treasure at this level.
So much so that I am now at such a disadvantage.
"You delay for a moment or two, I will crush the mortal world!" Yun Huanming informed the other four through a message, and he turned into a huge ice dragon and headed straight for the rift between heaven and earth.
Venerable Qinghu's face suddenly changed, and his angry roar was deafening, as if he was about to overthrow the sky, but he was still suppressed and unable to escape.
It is almost impossible for these five incarnations to kill Master Qinghu.
Even if the origin is incomplete, the saint's strong vitality cannot be worn away by just a few incarnations.
They know it very well.
It's enough to crush the mortal world.
The man in golden robe gave them a promise that as long as they could crush the mortal world and kill all the ascended monks, they would be able to return to their peak in the near future and not be bound by heaven and earth.
They knew very well the hidden power of the man in golden robe.
That's why he gathered his incarnations and came here after the monks under his disciples failed.
Venerable Qinghu is indeed a difficult point to deal with.
But they don't actually have to kill Lord Qinghu right away. As long as they smash the mortal world and kill those ascendants, their goal will be achieved.
Yun Huanming took the sacred stone away with a vast aura, and a huge shadow enveloped the entire Wenxin world.
Cries and screams of fear came and went.
All living creatures feel the suffocating despair.
"Destroy it." Yun Huanming was about to take action when he saw a stream of green light like a flowing cloud appearing in front of him, as well as a faint aura of a saint.
It was Jiang Chen who was holding the sky-covering flag.
He woke up from his enlightenment and rushed to stop Yun Huanming.
Yun Huanming stared at Jiang Chen, feeling slightly confused: Another saint with incomplete origin? How could there be a second person like this?
Wait, that’s not right!
This person is not!
Although he has a completely transcendent temperament, his aura is still trapped between heaven and earth, bound within the great road, and he is still a human being under the saint.
"How can such a person become a saint? Wouldn't he be comparable to those..." There was actually a hint of fear hidden in Yun Huanming's cold eyes.
This man must die!
Never stay!
Yun Huanming originally launched an attack towards the Wenxin Realm, but he locked onto Jiang Chen without hesitation. His body was like a snow peak, his energy was like a frightening dragon, the divine stone floated between his palms, and the chaotic energy evolved into all the heavens and realms.
Coming under pressure.
Jiang Chen blocked the sky-covering flag in front of him and controlled the treasure with the intention of the blue clouds. With a solemn expression, he tried his best to induce all kinds of blue clouds to fall down from the clouds.
boom!
The sky is full of wrathful flames.
The extreme cold shattered everything.
Everything happens only in that moment.
Cracks appeared on the sky-covering flag, Jiang Chen's clothes rustled in the wind, and then fine blood stains appeared on the white clothes one after another, densely packed like silk threads.
Jiang Chen was covered in blood and was extremely miserable.
He held the flagpole of the Sky Covering Flag with difficulty and stood there with difficulty, the green light on his body flickering in and out.