Qin Sheng's voice was not loud, but there was a little more confidence and calmness on his seemingly ordinary, but resolute face.

Sanctified, sanctified in the flesh, incarnated into Holy Communion!

Ten thousand years ago, that is, before that great collapse, physical cultivation was prevalent in that era, and countless peerless physical cultivation powerhouses were born!

In those days, sanctification of the flesh was a very simple thing, but how simple was it?

It's like drinking water!

Ten thousand years have passed, and physical cultivation has long been unbearable, and the sanctification of the physical body has long been rare, and in the last thousand years, the sanctification of the physical body seems to have become extinct!

The divine soul is very important, and it is the most critical factor that determines the achievement of a martial artist.

But the physical body is equally important, and there are some saints who have become sanctified in the flesh, they can burst a mountain range with one punch, and they can make a river hundreds of miles disappear with their bare hands!

Now that Qin Sheng's physical body has been sanctified, his lifespan has skyrocketed, and all the poisons and curses he suffered before have been melted, and not even some marks have been left.

There is really no trouble.

"The sanctification of the physical cultivator is the same as the sanctification of the martial artist, and it is also divided into the nine layers of the holy realm. Qin Sheng poured out a lot of information in his mind, all about the knowledge of physical sanctification.

"The warrior's is the Sacred Realm Ninefold!"

"The body cultivator is the Eucharist Ninefold!"

This is the difference between the two, to put it simply, if Qin Sheng encounters a genuine Sacred Realm powerhouse and falls into his Sacred Realm, it will be like falling into a quagmire, falling into the abyss, and it will be difficult to escape!

And now that Qin Sheng's body has become holy, it will be different, Qin Sheng has a holy body, although it is only a holy body, but he can still easily break through the holy realm!

Even if he encountered a Sacred Domain martial artist who was built by eating various spiritual pills, Qin Sheng would be able to crack his Sacred Domain with a single punch.

Or be bold and blow up the Sanctuary with one punch!

This is the terrible thing about the sanctification of the flesh, as soon as the holy body comes out, it is difficult for the warriors under the same realm to compete!

If it weren't for the Great Annihilation, how could a body cultivator be so depressed if he didn't have the cultivation resources he had in the past......

"The Holy Soul Realm is still a little hot!"

Qin Sheng shook his head, he was about to break into the ancient battlefield of the Forbidden Zone in the Northland, he was originally very sure that he would be promoted to the 'Holy Soul Realm', but he didn't expect that he was still one step away.

Fortunately, the Vientiane Realm has been reached, and the sanctification of the flesh is an unexpected gain!

"Now that my strength is now, I should be able to easily defeat the martial artists of the First Heavy Sacred Domain, of course, those who have lived for thousands of years will probably fall behind. ”

Walking among the dilapidated altar ruins, Qin Sheng was silently calculating his current strength.

Only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can one win a hundred battles!!

If this kind of news spreads, Qin Sheng, a labor disciple, has such strength, he will definitely be held in the palm of his hand like a treasure and cultivated well!

"The identity of a labor disciple should also be abandoned!"

Qin Sheng's every step was fast, and the light of the holy body on his body was already restrained, no longer as dazzling as the sun in the day just now.

Suddenly, a cold divine soul power swept through and fell on Qin Sheng's body, staying for a moment before disappearing.

"The deacon of the Miscellaneous Hall?"

Qin Sheng felt that familiar and cold aura, but the deacon didn't notice anything, and the cold divine sense disappeared.

"I guess when I broke through just now, I made too much noise and alarmed Lord Deacon!"

Qin Sheng said secretly in his heart. Qin Sheng didn't want to expose the news of his physical sanctification too early.

The Thirty-Six Dynasty of the Wasteland has just experienced a 'small annihilation', and this forbidden area of the Northland is very dangerous!

In this troubled world, you must pay attention to the word 'hidden', the deeper you hide, the greater the probability of survival!

According to the information Qin Sheng got, this Northland Forbidden Zone is not a peaceful paradise, even on the contrary, this is a place of great evil, a forbidden area for human beings!

Otherwise, it would not be called the Forbidden Zone of the Northland, here, let alone the powerhouse of the Vientiane Realm, even if it is a saint who has been refined into the Holy Domain, if he is not careful, he will fall into a desperate situation and die!!

Therefore, although Qin Shengwu has made major breakthroughs in martial arts cultivation and physical cultivation, especially the sanctification of the physical body, he has no pride, let alone empty eyes and eyes on the world.

"Even in the weakest Black Dragon Mountain Temple inheritance land, it is estimated that there are quite a few powerhouses in the Sacred Domain Realm, besides, the Sacred Domain Realm is divided into nine layers!"

Qin Sheng muttered and left the ruins of the ancient altar.

"The first level of the Holy Domain and the ninth level of the Holy Domain, the gap between the two should be ridiculously large!"

Qin Sheng remembered the Destiny Realm, the One Tribulation Destiny Realm Martial Artist and the Nine Tribulation Destiny Realm Martial Artist, the difference in strength between the two was simply 108,000 miles.

In the same way, the First Layer of the Sacred Domain and the Nine Layers of the Sacred Domain are not the same level of existence at all.

"It's better to keep a low profile!" Qin Sheng said secretly in his heart.

This place is not comparable to the Thirty-six Imperial Dynasty of the Wasteland, this is the forbidden area of the Northern Land, and occasionally people from the Tian Yuan Continent come down to deliver news, or there are Tian Zhi Zi from the Tian Yuan Continent who come to experience and polish themselves!

is low-key, it doesn't mean that Qin Sheng is cowardly and afraid, but that Qin Sheng has grown up and matured!

The improvement of strength will also improve a person's state of mind.

At this moment, Qin Sheng's body is sanctified, and his soul is only a little bit away from being sanctified, which makes Qin Sheng no longer the young Qin Sheng who was afraid of the sky and the earth when he was young!

"Huh, someone's coming?"

Qin Sheng frowned, he felt that a large group of people were rushing towards this side, it was simply menacing.

"Boy, you're coming from over there?"

Sikong Tu's eyes showed a fierce light, he was only one line away from being able to refine the Holy Domain, plus with resentment in his heart, he came to this wilderness area, and when he saw Qin Sheng, he directly asked in a commanding tone.

Qin Sheng's breath was already restrained, not to mention the Sikong disciple in front of him who had already stepped into a holy realm with one foot, even if the deacon who had stepped into a holy realm with two feet for many years, it was difficult to find the clues of Qin Sheng's physical sanctification.

Now Qin Sheng's cultivation is at the peak of the Vientiane Realm in Sikong Tu's opinion, and his strength is only a ninth-level labor disciple.

It is difficult to say whether he can become a hundred feet ahead and become a registered disciple.

Hearing this, Qin Sheng's face turned a little cold, originally he had refined into Vientiane, and his physical body was even more holy, and he had a holy body, and he was still a little excited in his heart.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he came out of the customs, he encountered this group of registered disciples with murderous intent in their eyes and angry all over their bodies.

This is not the first time, before he broke through, there were also two registered disciples who came to spread the wilderness, if it weren't for his terrifying strength and hiding his true strength, it is estimated that no one would find out if he died here tonight.

"Something?"

Qin Sheng responded indifferently.

"Is that you?"

Sikong Tu was a little surprised, but he didn't expect Qin Sheng to admit it so simply, and said, "I suspect now that you killed my brother Sikong Hong, and now I want to arrest you back!" "Boom!"

Sikong Tu's face was full of anger, and his eyebrows were gloomy, and he could drip water.

He was only one line away from being able to refine into a holy realm, so that he could transcend the sainthood, get rid of the mortal womb, and become the strongest group of people at the top of the pyramid!

The shockwave that could be seen with the naked eye swept through the entire Servitude Disciple Wilderness Area, and the temples in the distance were all destroyed, and there was a large pile of rubble.

"Bang!"

As for those ninth-level labor disciples who were much weaker, they couldn't help but crawl on the ground, trembling, without any thoughts of resisting.

"It's too strong, is this just one line away from being able to become a named disciple of a saint?"

Those ninth-level labor disciples who followed Sikong Tu to capture Qin Sheng were prostrate on the ground, and their Yuan Li was suppressed to death by Sikong Tu in a rage, and their hearts set off turbulent waves.

As ninth-level labor disciples, and they come from ordinary backgrounds without any big clan backgrounds, with their own efforts, they can become ninth-level laborious disciples in the four major inheritance places in the Northland Forbidden Zone, even though they are only the worst Black Dragon Mountain Shrines!

Every ninth-level servitude disciple was also extremely arrogant in their hearts, and they felt that they were not much worse than those relatives of the imperial family who relied on their big clan background to become registered disciples, but today they encountered Sikong Tu in a rage.

This domineering momentum is really so strong that it makes them desperate!

They all knew very well that Sikong Tu only had some role in Xianglong Tower, but they didn't expect it to be so outrageously strong!

A wisp of anger will tremble, and the whole world will tremble.

What is this concept?

It was far beyond the cognition of their group of ninth-level labor disciples.

"Do you know who that guy is?"

One of the ninth-level labor disciples couldn't help but ask.

"I don't know, this son is very fresh-faced, I'm afraid that he has just become a labor disciple for a long time. ”

Another servant disciple shook his head, but there was coldness in his mouth, and he said, "No matter what, if you offend Lord Sikong Tu, this son will die not far away!"

The selected ninth-level disciples are all minions of Xianglonglou, and they all want to hug Xianglonglou's thighs, otherwise among the dozens of servitude disciples, when and what month will they be able to stand out?

The aura that was enough to make even the powerhouses of the Half-Saint Realm feel suffocated descended on Qin Sheng's body like a raging storm.

"Huh?"

Qin Sheng raised his eyebrows, and then showed a sneering smile.

"Just one trace away from refining into a double holy realm?"

"That Sikong Hong has such a strong brother?"

At this moment, Qin Sheng was like a flat boat in an abyss whirlpool, crumbling, as if he would be eaten alive anytime and anywhere.

His voice was not very loud, but it had a strong penetrating power, and in those ninth-level labor disciples, Qin Sheng seemed to be devoured at any time, but in the eyes of that Sikong disciple, there was a hint of disbelief!

And in that gleam, in addition to shock, there was also a trace of extremely vague fear.

At this moment, Sikong Hong couldn't help but look at Qin Sheng a few more times.

"This son is mediocre, a fifth-level servitude disciple, judging from the fluctuation of Yuan Force, it is only in the Vientiane Realm to support death, and there are still 100,87 miles away from the Semi-Saint Realm, how can it make me feel fear in my heart?" Sikong Tu was very puzzled in his heart.

"This kind of strength doesn't make me afraid, even my straw bag brother can't be bloodstained, right?" Although Sikong Hong is a straw bag, his strength is not weak, after all, it took a lot of elixir, but it is not difficult to reach the semi-saint realm.

The reason why Sikong Tu was able to live for so long, and to become so strong, was only one line away from being able to train into a holy realm, relying on his extraordinary endurance and suspicious character.

Those who can't be provoked must not be provoked, especially in a place of inheritance like the Black Dragon Mountain Temple.

Who knows if Qin Sheng is a descendant disciple of a certain big clan from the Forbidden Zone of the Northland, and then he has a bad taste and pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger, then he will kick on the steel plate.

"Who is this son sacred?"

In an instant, Sikong Tu's face changed.

In the end, he remembered the words of the two sage brothers of Xianglong Tower, the words of the sage, how could he dare not listen!

"I can't care so much, maybe it's just pulling the tiger flag and deliberately scaring me!"

Sikong Tu took a deep breath, his eyes were as cold as a spirit demon, glowing with a terrifying turquoise glow, and there was a terrifying mist entwined outside his body, faintly flickering with a faint spirit rune light.

The energy that erupted at this moment made Qin Sheng couldn't help but take a second look.

Sikong Tu took a step, and the entire space collapsed, and said wildly: "Boy, don't continue to pull the tiger skin, you have my brother's breath on your body, and now my brother's soul crystal has been shattered, don't you just catch it?"

When Qin Sheng heard this, there was no discoloration on his face at all, and he was extremely indifferent, and said, "Ridiculous, do you have evidence?"

This kind of thing, Qin Sheng has not experienced it, and there are many similar things in the Thirty-six Imperial Dynasty of the Wasteland.

The Forbidden Zone of the Northland is much stronger than the Thirty-Six Imperial Dynasty of the Wasteland, and the competition it faces is even more bloody and cruel.

"It's really a tiger skin, and it's very strong!"

When Sikong Tu heard this, his face immediately turned happy, because he could feel the taste of his softness from Qin Sheng's words.

"Take you down, torture to extract a confession, and you won't know the truth of the matter. ”

"Hehe, ridiculous. Qin Sheng finally laughed, and his hearty laughter spread far away, "Are all your named disciples so virtuous?"

"I'll kill you with a snap of a finger!"

Hearing this, Sikong Tu's face was extremely pale, because at this moment, he could already feel a lot of strong fluctuations sweeping over the place, and there were even some terrifying auras approaching.

That is, there are already strong people here, and even saints have noticed, and some people have sent people over.

"It's really a shame, wait, take this fang!"

Sikong Tu waved his hand, his eyes shining with viciousness.

"Yes, my lord!"

The next few ninth-level labor disciples, one by one, without the slightest hesitation, burst out of terrifying yuan power fluctuations in their bodies, glowing with either gold or silver light, and pounced on Qin Sheng with their teeth and claws.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the core gate of Xianglong Tower is opening towards us, as long as we take this fang, we will make a great achievement, and we will be able to get the reward of Xianglong Tower!" One of the bald strong men, carrying a blood-colored war knife, rushed over in the first place, slashing towards Qin Sheng.

"That's right, the high-rise of Xianglong Tower can't tolerate people with two swords, don't keep your hands!"

These labor disciples are all scheming, and the city government is very deep, obviously, they all know that Qin Sheng is definitely not as simple as it seems on the surface.

Does a fifth-level servitude disciple need to let a registered disciple like Sikong Tu, who is only one step away from becoming a saint, come out?