A dilapidated hall is located at the end of the mountain forest, and the scenery of the past can no longer be seen. ≈≤Chinese The magic is that even though this hall has been dilapidated, the aura gathered is still rich and lingering, making this magical place extremely extraordinary.

The faint glow of the light rose from the ruined hall, slowly upward, and I don't know where it went.

A piece of flattened handwriting that had become blurred fell diagonally in front of the main hall, and a temple word could be faintly seen on it.

Looking at the dilapidated flat, although Mu Bai couldn't imagine the once prosperous scene of this place, he could feel the breath of the ancient times from the vague traces of the ground.

It was the breath of the desolation, and it was even more chaotic......

That kind of aura came out, suppressing everything around him, and even Mu Bai, who had just walked out of the mountain forest, couldn't help but be suppressed by that breath and took a few steps back before he stabilized his figure.

At this moment, he had an intuition that this breath was by no means a chaotic breath, let alone a desolate breath, but a kind of coercion, a kind of sacred and inviolable coercion.

Between heaven and earth, there are many kinds of coercion, but for monks who embark on the path of cultivating immortals, the most common is just the coercion exerted by cultivation or the primordial spirit.

And at this moment, the coercion transmitted when this aura is emanating is not only not these two, but even stronger than these two, and much higher.

What kind of coercion is this?

Mu Bai's mind turned, and the statue of Nuwa in the main hall kept coming to mind.

Suddenly, a terrible thought crossed his mind.

Shengwei!

Shengwei, this is the word that Mu Bai came up with, and it is a word that he thinks can only be worthy of the coercion exuded by the saint.

What is enshrined in the main hall?

Nuwa statue!

Even if this is just a statue of Nuwa, it can be enshrined in the hall where the ancestral fox is located, and the bones of the ancestral fox will kneel in front of the statue forever, which shows that this statue is definitely not a simple statue.

Saint, that is a being who transcends everything. Between heaven and earth, those who can be called holy can be counted.

Ever since Mu Bai embarked on the path of cultivating immortals, he had been dreaming of the day when he became holy. It is even more that he already has the corpse of good thoughts and the corpse of evil thoughts.

Cutting off three corpses to prove the sainthood, this is his method of sanctification.

However, this is still a very distant thing, and the process will be very difficult. Even Mu Bai himself didn't dare to believe that on the way to cultivating immortals, he would be able to meet the arrival of that day.

It must be that in this world of cultivating immortals, the weak and the strong must be able to take action step by step, and if you are not careful, you will die and never recover.

Mu Bai stood at the end of the mountain forest, looking at the hall in front of him, countless pictures flashed in his mind, thinking about many, many things.

All this, although he was still far, far away, but he knew that he had to be ready at all times.

Putting aside the chaotic thoughts, he stared at the dilapidated hall, took a deep look at the plaque hanging diagonally, and moved forward.

Rumble!

Suddenly, a majestic coercion emanated from the cracked plaque, and at the same time, the fox roared, and the phantom of the nine-tailed fox rushed out of it, opening its teeth and dancing claws towards Mu Bai.

"Damn!" Mu Bai was so suppressed by the powerful coercion that he fell back, and scolded, but he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and urged the Yuan Shen and the Empty Dao Heart, and the divine thought moved, and the blood demon banner came.

Holding the blood demon banner in his hand, he waved it towards the many nine-tailed fox phantoms that came towards him in the void.

For a while, charming, seductive, coquettish, and poignant voices kept coming.

In the void, where the blood demon banner passed, all the phantoms were shattered.

The plaque suddenly shook violently, fell off the ruined hall with a thud, and rolled in the air as it hurried forward.

Everywhere he passed, the void shattered, and the breath surged.

The aura of destruction swept along with the plaque, locking on to Mu Bai, shattering the void around him wherever he was.

The boom continued, the void shattered, and the large cracks were dense.

Miraculously, the mountains and forests behind Mu Bai were not affected in the slightest.

Standing in place, although there was a blood demon banner to help, Mu Bai still trembled and got up, the destructive power brought by the plaque was too powerful.

Holding the Blood Demon Banner in his hand, the degree of swing became slower and slower, and gradually every time he swung it, he needed to pause and count his breath.

However, the degree of the plaque did not decrease, and it quickly disappeared.

Staring at the plaque that rolled like lightning, Mu Bai knew that he couldn't continue like this, otherwise he would be smashed into a pulp by it.

With a low roar, he waved his hand to sacrifice the blood demon banner to his side, and then urged all the bloodlines in his body that belonged to him.

Suddenly, I saw that his body was growing rapidly, and in an instant, he turned into a ten-zhang tall giant.

Standing proudly, indescribable.

Roaring, he raised his arms to meet the tumbling plaque.

Bang!

In an instant, Mu Bai's powerful giant palm grabbed both ends of the plaque. A terrifying roar rang out, and the powerful force shook it back and forth.

Cracks appeared in those giant palms, and blood gushed out of them.

In that way, looking from a distance, it looks like an ancient giant, holding heaven and earth in his forehand.

Mu Bai's thick legs retreated, and with each step, the ground that was not full of cracks shattered.

One step, two steps......

Holding the plaque, Mu Bai retreated nearly a hundred steps before stopping at the edge of the mountain forest.

He stopped, roared, and lifted the plaque that had bent it down again.

Blood gushed and didn't stay from the beginning. Miraculously, the blood gushing out did not spill on the ground, let alone bring bloody rain to the sky.

All the blood that flowed out of Mu Bai's giant palm was absorbed by the plaque.

A hundred steps, just a hundred steps, the plaque was almost completely infected by Mu Bai's blood.

"It is worthy of being an ancient temple dedicated to saints, but just a broken plaque has such a might. Mu Bai turned into a giant and stood proudly.

roared angrily, and said coldly: "You are just a temple, Mu Ye and I will not be afraid of you, even if the real saint comes, I Mu Bai has no fear!"

After speaking, the blood veins in his body exploded again, and the plaque was thrown out with a bang.

Call!

The plaque flew out and tumbled towards the ruined hall. Seeing it, it was about to crash into the main hall.

The mutation protruded, and I saw that when the plaque approached the main hall, it suddenly paused, then flipped around in the air, and then ran towards Mu Bai again.

"Hmph, it's too much deception!" Mu Bai roared angrily, he didn't have any worries at this moment, and completely urged all the power of the bloodline and the power of the body that belonged to him.

Suddenly, his body exploded a lot again, and he stepped forward in the air under the pressure from the main hall.

Every step fell, and when the void shattered, there was an endless halo of light that spread.

From afar, it looks like a giant walking on a calm river.

After the first contact with the plaque, Mu Bai had already understood that this was not a contest of cultivation, but a contest of physical bodies.

He knew that those who could reach the realm of saints, no matter which one's physical body came out, would be the existence of destroying the Nine Heavens and Ten Realms.

Therefore, at the moment, he did not feel that this was a crisis, let alone a predicament, but felt that this was a kind of exercise for himself, a kind of cultivation, a way of cultivating alone.

Cultivating the physical body, this will be the best way.

Under the coercion from the main hall, stepping forward in the air, every step that fell, he needed to urge his physical strength to the extreme, and every small step forward required him to pay an extremely heavy price.

Poof!

This time, when he raised his arms and touched the tumbling plaque with his palms, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and then his body fell backwards, and he returned to the edge of the mountain forest in an instant.

Wheezing, with blood hanging from the corners of his mouth, he raised his eyes angrily, glared at the tumbling plaque, slapped the storage bag, and offered some elixir obtained from the bottom of the canyon, no matter what the elixir, he stuffed it straight into his mouth, chewed it, and swallowed it into his stomach.

Roaring, he stepped forward again.

As soon as he rushed out, he made head-on contact with the plaque, and his giant arm raised and caught it with a bang.

Bang bang bang......

The body retreated, and the void beneath his feet continued to shatter.

This time, he retreated to the edge of the mountain forest in an instant.

Bang!

A powerful rebound force came from the mountains and forests, hitting Mu Bai's giant back.

Poof!

Another mouthful of blood spurted out, all over the plaque.

At this moment, he is suppressed by a plaque in front of him, and blocked by the power of the mountains and forests in the back, making him difficult to ride a tiger.

With a roar, the giant arm raised, urging the power of the flesh to the extreme, pushing the plaque, stepping on the shattered void, and pushing forward.

Rumble!

Suddenly, the plaque as heavy as the Nine Heavens moved under Mu Bai's push.

This tremor was unlike all the previous tumblings, as if a sleeping beast had suddenly been summoned to wake up.

With the appearance of this vibration, a golden light emanated from the plaque and entered Mu Bai's body with a bang.

Suddenly, Mu Bai only felt that his body was warm, as if he had returned to his mother's arms.

In his body, the flesh and blood that had been shattered by the plaque began to reassemble and recover under the golden light. At the same time, another bloodline aura flew out of his body on its own, quickly fusing towards that golden light.

At this moment, Mu Bai only felt as if he had the power to tear through the sky, as if he had the qi and blood to break through the Nine Shades.

With a roar, he waved his arms and held up the plaque with a thud, and then waved his right hand and verticalized it horizontally to his side.

Suddenly, all the power from the plaque disappeared, and although the plaque was still huge, it was under Mu Bai's control. Even at this moment, he had an intuition that he could throw it at his own gestures, let it attack, or use it as a defensive weapon.

Looking from afar, at the end of the mountain forest, in front of the dilapidated hall, a giant stands proudly between heaven and earth, his left hand is raised high, pointing to the hall in front of him, his right arm is slightly hanging to one side, and a huge plaque is pressed under the palm.

The whole body was drenched in blood, flowing down, and all of it merged into the plaque.