Roar!

Suddenly, there was a roaring explosion, the lonely peak trembled and the boundless stones brushed down, and a golden light rushed into the sky, exploding a black hole in the world dome, and the ape roared and shook the sky, and the secret realm of Xu Hai trembled.

The golden light pierced the sky, the dome of the world was torn apart by the black hole, and the thunder and lightning split down from the dark hole outside the world, and the purple and silver light turned into a big dragon, intertwined into a huge thunder net, wanting to cover the golden light.

Boom! Boom!

The thunder continued to slash down, piercing through the golden light, but the golden light broke through the void and pierced the thunder in the sky, submerged into the depths of the boundless void, and disappeared.

"Jinwei!"

Beyond the distant mountains, Qingyang Huan's eyes burst out with divine light, and he subconsciously shouted, and in the golden light that pierced the boundary wall and disappeared, he saw a golden ape, with two gilded feathers behind it, fierce and mighty, bursting into thunder.

Is it him?

He stared at the torn heavenly dome, and only then did he come back to his senses until the big black crack gradually repaired and the golden crow divine light fell back on the heavens and the earth.

Now that he has stepped out of the ghost town, he has also walked out of the ghost forest where the yin qi is whistling, and he is in the primeval mountains outside the ghost forest, which is the periphery of this small world's leyline dragon qi gathering place.

As for the skeleton of the Terran powerhouse he was holding earlier, he buried it under an ancient mountain outside the Ghost Forest, although it was not the center of the earth's vein dragon qi, but it was also a good treasure land.

"There shouldn't be many Terran warriors left in the small world, and it's almost time to go out, so we can't wait. ”

Looking at the sky again, Qingyang Huan sighed softly, he guessed that the golden feather ape that rushed out of the small world should be related to Jin Wei, but he couldn't confirm it.

Next, he explored around the area of this earthly vein dragon qi, and found a quiet valley, the entire valley was surrounded by rich clouds, and these clouds turned into a great dragon coiling void, exuding a kind of momentum.

It is unimaginable that the depths of the mountain range are full of ghosts, and the ghost city is cast, and in just a hundred miles away, the essence here is like mist, and even so thick that it condenses into essence and raindrops fall down.

The valley is deep and long, among which there is a Bitan, a small island with a radius of tens of zhang in the Bitan stands outside the water, the clouds and water light in the sky are the same, just like a hazy fairyland.

"The essence of heaven and earth here is abundant, and there are leylines shuttling through the depths of the earth, it is enough to be a place for you to lay a solid foundation. ”

Stepping on the waves, falling on the small island in the middle of Bitan, the small island of dozens of zhang grows bright spirit grass, not that these are elixirs, but in such a place with abundant essence, even ordinary grass has also mutated.

"Think about it, now you are definitely the most peak genius in Lashan, where you are, even if you go to the Yaoshan mountain system where you are also a top talent, there is a great hope of breaking into the true realm in the future, and even have the opportunity to be crowned between heaven and earth, although this opportunity is very slim, but it is not impossible!"

The stone spear was suspended three feet above the ground, flashing with purple light, and a faint humming sounded.

"Although this dragon is far from the real dragon, the true blood it still contains is still too violent for you now, and if you can't support it, there is a high chance that you will explode and die. ”

"If one day I walk out of the Yaoshan Mountains and go to the territory where the king sits in town, what will be the result?"

"Even if you go to the King's Territory, your current talent is decent, barely at the level below the top. As if sensing what Qing Yanghuan was thinking, the sound of the stone spear sounded again.

"You don't have to doubt that the number of gods and treasures throughout the ages can not completely determine the future of a martial artist, there are too many entanglements such as blood, weapons, bone patterns, etc., you open up the Eight Dao Divine Treasures, but when you meet a martial artist who also opens up the Eight Treasures, he is flowing with ancestral blood, and the result can be imagined, this world is too vast, there are so many heavenly demons, and creation is everywhere. ”、

"Those descendants of the great clan who have ancestral blood flowing with them, not to mention the heritage of the clan, just the ancestral blood in their bodies will make them far surpass their peers when opening up the Divine Treasure!"

The sound of the stone spear fell, quietly waiting for Qingyang Huan's decision.

"I'm going to bathe myself with dragon blood and open the gods again!"

Finally, he said word by word, with a hint of firmness in his eyes.

"Now your combat power has not been fully exerted, it is completely condensed by the great murderer, and your combat power must resist the soul stone fetal level of the Spirit Realm to be qualified, this level of martial artist divine consciousness has not yet been conceived, and it is enough to win by virtue of combat methods. ”

"Then why didn't the senior say it before?"

"Your body limits your combat power, if you want to be stable, what's the difference between saying it and not saying it?"

Hearing this, Qingyang Huan was stunned, a chill felt on his back, and he sounded in a trance, as if his relationship with the stone spear was not so solid.

However, these days, the opportunity he has gotten to the top of the mountain has made him subconsciously have a kind of pride, and even subconsciously think that this has become a matter of course.

Shi Mao's faint words woke him up, it turned out that he had already buried a trace of luck in his subconscious, and if Shi Mao left in the future, he didn't know what kind of blow it would be to him.

Thinking of this, Qingyang Huan completely came to his senses and saluted respectfully at the stone spear.

"I also asked my seniors to help me condense my physical body. ”

......

Since he learned that Zhenjiang had killed Jiaolong, he had already prepared for today, and there were still nearly ten days before the January period of the Xuhai Secret Realm, which was enough for him to transform.

A copper tripod with the size of three zhang stands on the island in the middle of the lake, this tripod is one of the most fat relics he has obtained, and of course it is now held by a stone spear.

As for why it is so manifested, it is still to dilute the dragon blood.

As early as when he exchanged for the Golden War Spear in the Alien Treasure Pavilion, he also exchanged for several treasure pills that combined with dragon blood rage, of course, the price was to make him feel painful, the thirty-seventh ranked Champion Bone Talisman, plus he got some precious blood, all of them were used as trades.

The huge copper tripod was filled with viscous medicinal soup, shining with various divine lights, looking like a dream, and the most bizarre thing was that the cyan streamers were swimming like a small dragon.

"If you can survive the test of this dragon marrow and condense your body, it is enough to break the shackles of your own combat power, and if you can't survive, you will be a waste in the future. ”

In the copper tripod in front of him, except for the intoxicating brilliance and the small dragons that kept swimming, he couldn't see the slightest rage, and he was not so arrogant that he threw all the blood of the dragon into it, that was suicide.

Martial arts is not achieved overnight, but gradually, and now he needs to break the shackles that restrict his opening and combat power, and as for the future, he still needs to move forward one footprint at a time.