"I have preliminarily condensed the Imperial Dao Dragon Qi, but if you want to completely practice this technique, you still have to collect the dragon qi in nature, but now, it is enough to cultivate the Imperial Dao Battle Decisive with this kind of preliminary training, and this kind of power is really mysterious."

Ning Xu whispered, he could feel that the power in his body was already very different from the previous Black Xuanlong Qi, it seemed to be an extremely heavy power.

"The Black Xuan Pulse actually has a basic combat skill, but it seems that my Black Xuan Dragon Qi is refined from the essence of the battlefield and national fortune, similar to the Imperial Dragon Qi, it is not really complete, if you want to cultivate that Black Xuan Xuan Technique, you have to cultivate a complete Black Xuan Dragon Qi to do it, but this complete version of the Black Xuan Dragon Qi has not many eyebrows."

With the initial condensation of the Imperial Road Dragon Qi, characters also emerged from Ning Xu's mind, which was part of the battle skills recorded in the Human Emperor Duel, and this part not only contained the Imperial Road Battle Technique, but also seemed to contain some information related to the Black Xuan Dragon Qi.

"The first form of the imperial road, the first emperor. If you talk about the towering people, don't go over the mountain, if you talk about the heavy ones, don't have the earth, the so-called first emperor, in fact, Dongyue, with the thickness of the imperial road, the majesty of Mount Tai, the volley is pressed down, nothing is not destroyed, nothing is not destroyed, if you practice the secret of the imperial road, when visualizing the eighteen emperors, each emperor becomes an emperor, then the power of the imperial road is doubled, the eighteen emperors gather, a fist falls, and everything collapses. ”

Before Ning Xu could wake up from the surprise brought to him by those words, the words in his mind suddenly disappeared, replaced by a majestic mountain, the peak of which reached into the sky, countless clouds surrounded it, faintly, the belly of the mountain peak revealed a little light, in the light, an altar stood there, the altar was colorful, and above the altar, a flame was burning that was almost invisible.

"The so-called return of the five mountains does not look at the mountain, in the past, the ancestor of the first emperor of the dragon sealed Mount Tai, cast the colorful altar, since then Mount Tai incense is endless, this mountain is steep and majestic and rare under the strange, it is the most majestic one among the sacred mountains in the world, Dongyue is shocked, wiped out thousands of miles, just in line with the meaning of the first emperor."

The phantom of Mount Tai appeared in his mind, almost at the moment when the sacred mountain appeared, Ning Xu's spirit was sucked into the sacred mountain, the sacred mountain was majestic and vast, constantly exuding bursts of powerful aura, Mount Tai He had not seen it, nor had he not climbed it, but the Mount Tai in his memory was absolutely not like this phantom, as if it had the majesty of suppression.

The Divine Mountain Phantom floated and sank in Ning Xu's mind, and the power of his soul surged in it, constantly skimming over the Divine Mountain Phantom, and then like a paintbrush, constantly waving down, trying to depict the majesty of the Divine Mountain Phantom, that incomparable might.

It's just that as soon as the soul pen fell, a pattern was just outlined, and endless coercion diffused from that pattern, and then that pattern exploded directly and did not exist in the world.

The pattern exploded, the soul pen suddenly stopped, and a stream of soul power diffused out Directly enveloping the entire sacred mountain, but the soul of the out-of-body realm was still weak, and these soul powers only covered a shallow layer on the sacred mountain.

The soul power completely blocked the mountain of the mountain, and the pen of the soul was waved again, and the moment the tip of the pen fell, the power of the soul that enveloped the mountain continued to tremble, as if it was resonating with the power of the soul that made up the pen of the soul.

The pen fell in the sea of souls, but it was not the power of the soul that fell, but a little breath, yes, it was the breath, the soul pen drew a trace of breath that was extremely similar to the sacred mountain, but that breath didn't seem to last long, although it was longer than the previous ink, but it was only a few seconds longer, and it also burst open.

"Still doesn't work, it seems that the method is wrong." Ning Xu sighed, the soul pen disintegrated, and the soul power covered by the phantom of the sacred mountain flowed back into the soul sea like a tide, as if he was beginning to give up.

"Mt. Kinabalu, Mount Kinabalu." Ning Xu muttered in a low voice, but the voice seemed to be a little sharpened, but it just sounded, as if the towering mountains were pressed down, making people faintly breathless.

"Taoist, immortal, immortal, one person and one mountain......"

"Yes, it can be called a sacred mountain, that is, the incarnation of the Dao, just using the power of the soul to outline the appearance, or imitating a trace of breath, that can't completely construct the Dao in the Divine Mountain, or, this can't carry the Dao of the Divine Mountain, if you want to undertake the Dao of the Divine Mountain, only the Divine Mountain itself can do it, then there is only one way, refining."

Looking at the Divine Mountain standing in his mind, Ning Xu had a touch of enlightenment in his mind, it was not his own perception, it was the inheritance from the exercises, just through the breath of the Divine Mountain, a trace of information that he plundered from the inheritance, otherwise a check of comprehending this thing would be enough for him to accommodate a trace of the breath of the Divine Mountain.

The power of the soul is restrained, but Ning Xu's will is not restrained at all, and his consciousness continues to spread into the phantom of the sacred mountain, communicating with the divine mountain and resonating with the sacred mountain.

The consciousness was clustered and curled up in the sacred mountain, and the breath of the sacred mountain continued to spread, faintly entangled with something in the consciousness.

That thing constantly resonates with the breath of the sacred mountain, if someone can see through the shadow of the sacred mountain, they can see a strong man holding a squatting hand is squatting in the middle of the body, even if he is seriously injured, he does not take a step back!

"Guardian Mood." Ning Xu's heart fluctuated a little, this was the first artistic conception he realized, and at this time, it actually resonated slightly with this projection from Dongyue Taishan.

But then, Ning Xu came to his senses, the guardian will never retreat, and there is something in common with the majestic and thick mountain of the sacred mountain, which is the reason why the artistic conception of the guardian will be triggered.

Ning Xu's legs were slightly bent, and he was in a squatting posture, his palms clenched into fists at his waist, and faintly, the giant phantom emerged from his body, carrying the giant shield, his eyes wavering, staring at the front.

The next moment, his eyes were still closed, but his body moved, his left leg took a step, his right leg was straight, and his right fist was swung out lightly, but at the moment when his right fist was swung, the surface of his fist was vaguely covered with a layer of phantom of the sacred mountain, but the aura on it was very weak, and there was no such majesty as in the sea of consciousness.

And in his mind, the consciousness hidden in the phantom of Mount Kinabalu has changed slightly.