"Wow!"

The Nine-Colored Vermilion Bird was very cooperative, crying happily, and rushed into his shrine in a flash.

"Good!"

Su Jingchen showed a smile on his face, and called out lightly, separated a few wisps of divine soul, and fused with the Vermilion Bird remnant spirit.

In an instant, the Vermilion Bird Remnant Spirit, just like the original Five-Clawed Qi Luck True Dragon, became a part of his divine soul and turned into his second martial arts true spirit.

The reason why he came to Suzaku County to open the heavens, in addition to the various reasons that have been described before, there is also the most important reason for this Suzaku True Spirit.

His Divine Dragon True Spirit is the green dragon among the four elephants, and together with the Vermilion Bird True Spirit, the two can restrain each other, maintain a delicate balance, and greatly enhance his potential.

"Oh my God, he actually used the remnant spirit of the shackles of heaven and earth as the embryo to condense the second martial arts true spirit, and it is also the Vermilion Bird true spirit that has surpassed the upper limit of the ninth order!"

At this moment, the strong men in the distance went completely crazy.

The true spirit of martial arts is the foundation of the Dao Seed, which directly determines the quality of the Dao Seed.

Su Jingchen had already condensed a Divine Dragon True Spirit that had surpassed the limit of the Ninth Order, and he was almost able to condense the Perfect Dao Seed.

Coupled with this Vermilion Bird True Spirit, wouldn't it mean that he could condense two perfect Dao Varieties alone.

The final achievement is countless times higher than Qin Yan, who can repeat the Ten Thousand Laws and forcibly break through the Emperor Realm?

In this way, most of the obstacles to the opening of the heavens have been removed. ”

At this moment, Su Jingchen's mood was rarely happy, and he thought with his lips curled slightly.

Once he broke through the Emperor Realm and condensed two Perfect Supreme Dao Species, his combat power would be dozens of times stronger than that of an ordinary Extreme Emperor Venerable.

In this way, even if the people above want to calculate him across borders at that time, it will not be so easy.

Ascending to the top of the ladder and flying to the divine realm, there are at least six percent certainty.

You must know that the difficulty of him climbing the ladder is definitely countless times stronger than Qin Mutian, Bu Jingyun and others.

It is already very rare to lock in a 60% chance of winning so early.

At this moment, in the underground palace of the imperial capital, feeling the subtle fluctuations that Su Jingchen had condensed from the spread of the second supreme true spirit, Qin Mutian opened his eyes weakly and in surprise.

His last little vitality is passing rapidly, although there are too many attachments in his heart, but he knows that his time is short, and there is no possibility of prolonging his life.

Although waking up from his slumber would hasten his death, he still wanted to see the miracle that Su Jingchen had created at this moment.

Not to mention other martial artists, even if it was him, he was shocked by the miracles created by Su Jingchen.

He never imagined that a scene he saw through the fog of time and space by chance would allow him to find such a Heavenly Pride of Ten Thousand Worlds from a group of exiled children.

With Su Jingchen's anti-heaven endowment and heritage that he is now showing, even if he soars to the God Realm, he will still be born out of thin air, which is enough to suppress the younger generation of the God Realm from raising his head.

Qin Mutian locked his gaze on Su Jingchen in the clouds through the many obstacles of time and space, and muttered in his heart: "Behind Hua Yunxiao and Yunxi, the shadows of the other nine heavens and nine earths, it is like an invisible giant hand, plus when I climbed the ladder to the top, the strange figure that controlled the remnant spirit, the people above have obviously already laid out the game of killing, I hope you can survive this catastrophe, successfully climb the ladder to the top, and successfully ascend to the divine realm." ”

In the end, with a hint of relief and worry, he closed his eyes extremely tiredly, and his whole body was instantly swallowed by dead air.

He was born in the dark and chaotic era of suffering, witnessed the destruction of endless lives, saw countless people of the same race being killed and devoured by foreign races, and made a grand wish when he was a teenager to exile all races, sweep away the land of the gods in one fell swoop, establish a unified imperial dynasty, and change the weak and chaotic situation of the human race.

He struggled for 20,000 years, and he did it, but no one knew how lonely and tired he was inside.

Now it was finally time for him to say goodbye.

"Is the heart dead?"

Qin Mutian didn't hide it, Su Jingchen naturally felt his gaze, and noticed that his gaze was extinguished like a charcoal, and his heart thought calmly.

If Qin Mutian was worried about the future of the Desolate Emperor Dynasty, then he could rest assured.

Because he will never let the imaginary chaos appear.

As for the matter that Qin Mutian was worried about, he knew better than Qin Mutian, but it was not something he should be concerned about at the moment.

Now, it's time to settle the ledger with the Styx Ancestor, the Demon Coffin Monster, and the Pingtian Demon Emperor and others.

Immediately, he was unhurried and walked towards the old monster of the demon coffin who was fighting with Emperor Taizhen and Emperor Zijiao.

Among the three Ancient Extreme Quasi-Emperors, the strength of the Demon Coffin Old Monster was comparable to that of the Styx Ancestor, but it was the most restrained by him.

Although with his current strength, anyone can be killed if he has to be strong, but after all, he has to overdraw his potential, which has a lot of sequelae, and he still has to pay attention to methods and strategies.

The old monster of the demon coffin didn't think so, and when he saw Su Jingchen walking towards him, his deep-set eyes were fierce, and he said in a dark voice: "Little thing, you actually pinch the deity as a soft persimmon?"

Thinking about it, he opened his hand, and the demonic qi in his palm surged, like clear water melting into moss, seeping into the bodies of the five golden-maned demon corpses, causing them to instantly turn into a strange black.

What followed was that their strength skyrocketed instantly, forcing Taizhen and Zijiao, who had originally had the upper hand, to retreat.

"Quack, are we really good old things?"

Perhaps in order to enhance the eerie atmosphere, the old monster of the demon coffin actually let out a strange smile like a golden stone scrape, and the emperor patterns around his body were sharply distorted, opening up a constantly distorting space-time channel, and his figure flickered, rushing towards Su Jingchen like a ghost.

"He actually rushed towards Su Jingchen alone, is there a hole card stronger than the five-headed demon corpse?"

Feeling the strange power of the old monster in the demon coffin, the Emperor Zhun and the others all showed a look of surprise.

Su Jingchen behaved so strongly, it was impossible for the old monster of the demon coffin to underestimate him, and the only explanation was that the demon coffin and the five-headed demon corpse were just a cover he used to deceive people.

If this is the case, wouldn't they all be kept in the dark by the old monster of the demon coffin, and they may fall prey to his calculations at any time?

"Demon Coffin Old Monster, are you finally going to use your Heavenly Corpse Dafa and no longer fight for the slightest chance of proving the Emperor with a corpse?"

Seeing that the old monster in the demon coffin was about to be killed, Su Jingchen's face did not change color.

The old monster's gaze instantly became extremely terrifying, staring at Su Jingchen and said in a gloomy voice: "Who is this little thing of yours sacred, you even know that the deity has cultivated the Heavenly Corpse Dafa?"

As he spoke, the demon coffin on his back quickly became larger, and in an instant, it had become the size of 10,000 zhang, and the emperor pattern on it condensed into countless hideous grimaces, lying across the void behind him, exuding a terrifying ghost aura.