Chapter 1067: Ruins Pursuit

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"Black and Yellow Xuanxin Fist!" Zhen Yinjian's body collapsed, his body rose two inches higher, and the muscles of his chest and limbs swelled sharply, turning into a muscular monster in an instant!

He spat out a white breath from his mouth and punched forward!

This punch was struck, I don't know how many fist shadows burst out of his body, and the strength of the fist was like destroying the withering and decaying, shattering all the magic phases, knocking down all the enemies, and even several innate spirit treasure-level magic weapons were shocked by Zhen Yinjian!

Bang bang bang......

With a series of gas explosions, ten monks like the corpse blood boy all exploded and died, and their bodies turned into corpse crumbs without leaving even the whole corpse, and the death was extremely crippled!

Not only that, among the four supreme monks, the corpse blood boy's chest was already drenched in blood, his breath was weak, the iron bone demon's mouth was almost half-crippled, and the right hand of the spirit suppression monk was shattered and reduced to cripplement. That is, the Demon Hand Sword Venerable was slightly injured because of the distance, but even so, his Demon Sword had been shattered into a piece of slag!

"Let's go!" The corpse blood boy saw that the monks of his faction were dead, and his face was even more ugly than eating a fly. He did not choose to fight to the death with Zhen Yinjian, but he swept into the bronze gate for the first time, and pressed his right hand on the iron door.

A blood light bloomed, and his body was wrapped in blood light, and it quickly disappeared.

As for the other three peerless cultivators such as the Iron Bone Demon, when they saw the corpse blood boy leaving, their faces were hard to see.

Zhen Yinjian glanced at them indifferently, and his body also appeared in front of the bronze iron door, and his right hand was pressed on the iron door. He suddenly felt a scorching power coming from the iron door, and then a large area of blood light poured out.

In the midst of the whirlwind of the world, Zhen Yinjian also entered the ruins of this divine palace!

I don't know how long it took, Zhen Yinjian felt his feet fall on the solid ground. At this point, he was finally able to see. More than a dozen people appeared in front of him, hugging thick ancient trees. These ancient trees are lush and green, dozens of feet high, and even the trunks are emerald green, this scene shocked Zhen Yinjian!

You must know that this emerald green trunk is a "spiritual accumulation" that can only be formed in places with extremely abundant spiritual energy. In the Donghua Imperial Sect, only the sacred mountain with the most abundant spiritual energy has only one or two spiritual materials with such spiritual accumulation.

Moreover, there are only a few Ye Shao of spiritual materials, and there are by no means as many as these ancient trees covering the bark here! What is even more terrifying is that Zhen Yinjian can almost tell that there are tens of thousands of such ancient trees. At every moment, the bark of the ancient tree showed this emerald color, and the spiritual accumulation was extremely rich!

This scene, even Zhen Yinjian, who is accustomed to seeing natural treasures, has to be speechless!

"Obediently, with so many spirit accumulations, I'm afraid it's enough to refine hundreds of thousands of high-grade pills. Zhen Yinjian smashed his mouth and looked shocked.

He had already made some preparations in his heart for the abundance of spiritual materials of the Divine Palace Ruins, but as soon as he landed, he was still shocked by this remnant of the supreme strength of the Middle Ages.

He hadn't officially entered the core area of the Divine Palace Ruins yet, just the fact that he could see the Ten Thousand Years Spirit Tree at random on the periphery of the periphery was an eye-opener for him.

"I see, it's understandable that there is so much spiritual accumulation here. Zhen Yinjian let go of his body to "breathe" with all his might, and suddenly felt that the many energies in this place were simply abundant to the extreme, and every kind of energy that Zhen Yinjian knew existed.

What's even more amazing is that the intensity of each energy is about the same, and even the intensity of any energy itself is a hundred times greater than that of the outside world!

What a terrible fact, it's not like the core is so abundant in aura. Even if this is a declining divine palace, even if it has been silent for 100,000 years, it has been deserted, and it still has such a rich energy!

This is almost equivalent to a miracle in Zhen Yinjian's eyes!

Even, the original Zhen Yinjian's comprehension of the "Nine Deaths Moment Mental Method", which had not improved for a long time, had signs of comprehension at this time, and countless inspirations were born in his mind!

"No wonder it is so difficult to ascend in this small world, the energy strength of the Middle Ages is already more than a hundred times that of the present, no wonder the monks of the Middle Ages can cultivate to those rumored realms. Feeling the abundant energy in the air, Zhen Yinjian had an intuitive understanding of the decline of ancient times.

Compared with the energy-rich Middle Ages, the Early Antiquity was almost an energy-poor era!

Originally, Zhen Yinjian couldn't figure it out, even if the Middle Ages declined, there would not be any strong exercises to pass down, but now he has a clear understanding in his heart.

In this era of decline and barrenness, even the exercises inherited from the Middle Ages were limited by the changes in the small world, and it was difficult to cultivate as they did in the Middle Ages. No matter how powerful this exercise is, it can't adapt to the energy environment of ancient times, I'm afraid it's a waste of the exercise!

"What the hell happened that this small world would become like this?" Zhen Yinjian couldn't help but think in his heart.

However, there is no answer to this question, the destruction of the Middle Ages is a legend, and no book records the detailed reasons for its destruction.

It was as if its demise was a mutation, an ending that no one could tell.

"It's time to go!" Zhen Yinjian swept into the sky and rushed in the direction of the corpse blood boy.

No matter how abundant the energy here is, no matter how much spirit accumulation there is, it is not as important for Zhen Yinjian to catch up with the corpse blood boy. After all, these things in front of me are the most ordinary things, and although they are useful, they are not the most precious things in the ruins of the shrine.

Instead, it was the direction in which the corpse blood boy was heading, where there was a huge and powerful energy that was swallowing, and it was obviously located in the more core area of the Divine Palace Ruins. And if he let the corpse blood boy advance, it would be tantamount to giving up the most precious opportunity, which he could not bear.

The corpse blood boy has fought with him many times, and now he wants to get ahead of Zhen Yinjian to get a big opportunity in the ruins of the Divine Palace. Such a person, Zhen Yinjian has decided to get rid of him and not give him any chance!

With a thought in his heart, Zhen Yinjian chased in the direction of the corpse blood boy, but soon he noticed the difference in this world.

It seems that because the energy is too strong, Zhen Yinjian's speed in the sky has been greatly restricted, and it seems that he can only maintain the speed of a thousand miles a day. And the corpse blood boy in the magic sense sense seems to be running away at this speed.

"Could it be that the speed of escape here is restricted?" Zhen Yinjian guessed in his heart, and his brows furrowed even tighter.

In this way, it may be a little difficult for him to catch up with this corpse blood boy.

But even so, Zhen Yinjian still did not give up the pursuit of the corpse blood boy. He had already made up his mind, whether it was a personal vendetta from before or for the treasure of this Divine Palace Ruins, he couldn't let the other party go on!