Chapter 128: The Posture of an Immortal

In the emperor's tomb, although the road out of the emperor's tomb has been opened, most of the people are still waiting in the square, waiting for the opportunity in the inner tomb to end.

Of course, I mainly want to witness the changes in you after the inner tomb bath spirit juice.

Certainly, there will be many kings. Of course, there will be an invincible king realm born.

In the inner tomb, the spirit flowers were more vivid, and the surrounding spirit yuan storm was also more violent, and then more spirit juice flowed down, flowing towards the below.

When the spiritual juice came to the Purple Rain Dragon, the absorption of the crown gold ring on Yiheng's side had already ended. Then a large stream of spiritual juice flowed downward, and the first forty people of the third rank were all directly bathed in the spiritual juice.

The absorption of the three beasts such as the little black snake, although it is still crazy, is still incomparable to the crown gold ring. The former is refining and absorption, while the latter is directly devouring.

The scales on the little black snake's body deepened again, and it seemed that it could transform and solidify again at any time. The saber-toothed tiger has also undergone changes on its body, its momentum is rising, and the bone wing lines on its back are also brightened, as if it is about to break out at any time.

As for the flower Jiao, it hasn't changed much. After all, his Beast Yuan had already reached the peak of the Venerable Rank, and although it was also good for it here, the effect was not obvious, but it was also a small gain.

"Sword Spirit Senior, can the people below come to me to refine and absorb?"

Yiheng didn't start cultivating, but looked at the man standing quietly in the distance and suddenly asked.

"No, you can't. Sword Spirit replied.

"Then, can I take these spiritual juices out of the Emperor Tomb?"

Yiheng asked again. He felt that his absorption speed was far inferior to that of these Holy Sons, so he occupied the chief position and had some waste of such a good position.

"When you leave this world, it automatically loses its spiritual effect. The sword spirit replied, not saying that it was not allowed, but it was useless to do so, and it could only be refined and absorbed here.

"Well, I see. ”

Yiheng suddenly smiled, and then directly took out several storage rings. Then, it is to carry the spiritual juice like a pool of water on the leaves.

Then, Yiheng frantically carried the spiritual juice towards the storage ring, and the spiritual juice flow pillar on the rattan pole was half of it converging towards him.

The Tianshan Holy Maiden just glanced at it, and then silently closed her eyes, because it didn't affect her. The top 10 seats are all affected, but the top 40 are sinking their faces one by one.

"What are you doing here, kid, can you refine and absorb it well?"

"Please also ask the god to know that the opportunity here is over, but there will be no more constraints. ”

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Some people were dissatisfied and began to complain and threaten, the opportunity here is over, there is indeed no restraint, he will be pursued, besieged.

However, let's wait until it's over, Yiheng still has the support of the passerby king, and he will definitely be able to delay for a certain amount of time to let him leave the imperial mound.

Therefore, Yiheng is also fearless.

"You guys are all third-rank, how can you talk to me, the chief? I really don't know how to be ashamed, you all keep your mouth shut and practice well, you really don't know how to grow, and you have to be distracted in front of chance. ”

Yiheng said a word, in the tone of a lesson, and then ignored them. He continued to carry the spirit juice towards the storage ring, and after half an hour, he smiled contentedly.

"Tiantian, Niu Niu, Xiaoxiao, as well as Qianxue, Yueyue, and Kana, have all caught it, and they can only help you get here, and it depends on you whether you can become a king or not. ”

Yiheng smiled, and then one by one the red birds came to life, came to life after half a ring, swallowed the storage ring, flew out of Yiheng's palm, and flew down.

When passing by a few people, he spit out a storage ring for each person, which was full of spiritual juice. Although you can't take it out, it's not a problem to carry it inside.

Not only a few people who received the storage ring were shocked, but the rest of the people who saw the shadow of the bird were also shocked, and their expressions were complicated.

"What kind of spell is this, the Ten Thousand Spirits Treasure Book of the Heavenly Mountain Holy Land?"

"Even if it's a treasure book of all souls, you can't do such a thing of transforming into a spirit, right?"

"What is the origin of this kid, is it from the Tianshan Holy Land? The holy woman has not embarrassed him all the way, is it because of this reason?"

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was originally a quiet cultivation, but because of Yiheng's hand "Flying Bird Feeding", it exploded.

"This kid is hiding so deeply!"

"Brother Shenming is amazing!"

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After receiving the "food" from the birds, several friends were also amazed and amazed. With the supply of spiritual juice in the storage ring, he must be able to cultivate faster than those of the same level.

"Holy Maiden, why do you look at me like this, I really am not the treasure book of all souls in your holy land. ”

Yiheng looked at the Tianshan Holy Maiden who was staring at him not far away, and when he conjured a bird, he explained with a smile. It was the first time he had seen the Tianshan Holy Maiden with a strong interest.

The Holy Maiden of the Tianshan Mountains suddenly moved, a finger gently poked out, and there was a red divine element surging, and then it was depicted in the air, which was a kind of rune, representing the "bird".

There are many kinds of birds, but the most fundamental rune trend is the same, but different species need different patterns to embellish.

The rune pattern was successfully portrayed, the saint did not stop, a wisp of soul was born, and then the divine pattern was depicted again, and the divine pattern was also recognized, corresponding to the "eagle" spirit.

Then the two combined, with the injection of the red divine element, it was transformed into a red eagle, which was about the same size as Yiheng's flying bird, although it was also spiritual, but it was far less vivid than Yiheng.

The red eagle spread its wings and flew in front of Yiheng, circled around and flew back to the heavenly holy woman, and then spread out into a piece of red crystal powder.

"How?" asked the Heavenly Mountain Saintess.

"Not very good. Yiheng replied.

It is indeed a red bird that is not as good as him, and the Holy Maiden of the Tianshan Mountains needs to first carve the rune pattern, then correspond to the divine pattern, and finally inject the divine element to be born into a spirit.

The process is much more complicated.

In comparison, Yiheng realized the magic of the magic of the soul transformation technique. It eliminates the process of drawing runes, and directly shapes them with the divine element, and then adds the divine pattern to give the spirit.

"Can I trade?"

The Holy Maiden of the Tianshan Mountains naturally saw the power of Yiheng's technique, so she became very interested. Without waiting for Yiheng to answer, she continued.

"Don't be in a hurry to answer, after leaving the emperor's tomb, I can take you to the holy land to keep you safe. ”

Yiheng frowned, although he didn't notice that the holy woman was hostile to him, but following her to the holy land, there was still some abruptness. Let's not talk about his trust in the Holy Maiden, first of all, his trust in the Holy Land is basically none.

If he had a choice, he would definitely choose the Wanjin Chamber of Commerce, because they were worthy of his trust.

"Let me think about it. ”

Yiheng said with a smile, he didn't respond, and he didn't refuse, but he already had an idea in his heart, and when he went out, he would see the Holy Maiden.

Wraith Soul Stone, the Holy Maiden should have given him, so he naturally wanted to get it.

The conversation between the two then ended, and the Tianshan Holy Maiden withdrew her gaze and began refining again. Yiheng also sat down quickly, he occupied the best position, but he couldn't waste any more time.

The Immortal Divine Code operated, the Black Lotus Demon Fire dispersed, and then Yiheng also began to refine and absorb, and the green spirit elements continued to flow towards Wuzang like water.

The spirit juice of this hundred-leaf spirit tree is better than ordinary spirit fruits, and the effect of refining the five treasures is excellent.

The heart hides the spiritual mountain, the lungs hide the ghost fetus, the liver hides the starry sky, the spleen hides the wisdom tree, and the kidney hides the blood lake, all of which begin to grow slowly and climb upward.

After refining for a quarter of an hour, Yi Heng felt that the speed was slow, and then he directly summoned the Fire Devouring Spirit Ball, opened up a space, and protected him.

He didn't fully open the Fire Devouring Orb, he just controlled it to spread half of it, and then it was like a huge bottomless bowl, clasped onto the surface of the leaf.

Then, Tianlong Yin also turned away, and Yiheng refined and absorbed it again. With the blessing of Tianlong Yin, the refining speed skyrocketed instantly, and it continued to be quenched.

The cultivation on the Hundred Leaf Spirit Tree is to return to calm, until it comes to nightfall.

Everyone starts at noon, and tomorrow's noon is the end point of the time festival, not that the emperor mound only gives one day, but the blooming of the hundred leaf spirit flowers, which only lasts for one day, so it is useless to have more.

The sun sets, the dark curtain rises, the rotation of the sun and the moon, the alternation of day and night, comes.

Suddenly, the sound of ghosts crying came from a distance, immediately interrupting everyone's practice.

In the distant emperor's tomb, the originally silent and peaceful atmosphere was no longer there, and suddenly a stream of black ghost qi rose, turning into a hundred ghosts, and a ghost cried wolf.

or with teeth and claws, or murder with a sword, or drink blood and eat meat...... A wail like the abyss of hell, a miserable world, and the destruction of life. The cold-blooded killing aura was felt by everyone thousands of miles away.

Of course, although it is a thousand zhang distance, in fact, the distance between everyone and the emperor's tomb is not clear, giving people a feeling of being out of reach.

The emperor's tomb was in chaos, and then, the sword spirit turned around, although he couldn't see it, but he did turn around and looked at the emperor's tomb.

"Noise. ”

It's just two words, and the ghost crying and wailing that was originally boiling suddenly calmed down instantly. But a moment later, a dark figure stood up, spear in hand, blood-red eyes, and a hideous smile.

"The Protoss will surely come to this world again, and the gods will always be with us. ”

Then, the black shadow rushed over with a war spear, smiling ruthlessly, and the target was not the sword spirit, but the people on the hundred leaf spirit tree in the distance.

Above the war spear, the rolling dead air dispersed, and the murderous intent erupted, enveloping everyone.

The black shadow was only three zhang high, but the people who were shrouded in killing intent seemed to see a thousand zhang figure, and the person with murderous pressure was out of breath.

For a moment, it was as if he was locked by death, as if nothing could survive in front of that war spear, and that one person and one spear could destroy the entire world.

However, the black shadow had just rushed up, and the war spear had only just been raised, when a sword light suddenly slashed down. It was a brilliant gold that could illuminate any darkness, and it could annihilate everything it could touch.

With just one sword, the black shadow was split in half, and then swept back to the emperor's tomb by a strong wind, returning to calm. Everything comes and goes fast.

Yiheng looked at the sword spirit man blankly, he naturally saw the sword just now. Although the previous killing intent was fierce and terrifying, he soon became sober because of the existence of a black coffin.

Yiheng looked at the sword spirit man, and he didn't know how to say it, he was really an immortal.

"You can resist the killing intent of these fierce thoughts, you two are something I didn't expect. ”

The sword spirit man looked at the top of the Hundred Leaf Spirit Tree and seemed to smile. Of course, it's just a feeling, because he's just a back, so he can't see a smile or a smile.

Yiheng looked back, and just met that cold gaze.