"The first battlefield and the second battlefield have been fused, and the first to come must be a strong person above the Taiyi Heavenly God!"

Looking down, overlooking the hundreds of millions of miles of land, the old man said calmly.

"Battlefield fusion? Isn't that ......!"

Speaking of this, Ding Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly.

The layout unfolded, and the so-called saint's gamble was just a joke, and what the old man said afterwards also confirmed this.

The old man nodded, "The saint's gambling is just a means to pass the time for endless years of extreme boredom, and it also avoids more saint wars." From now on, the saint's gambling will probably stop for a while. ”

Ding Feng's heart moved, and he asked, "How many saints have been lost here?"

"Forty-nine!" the old man said casually, "It is in response to the words of the Heavenly Performance!"

"Forty-nine?"

Ding Feng's heart was shocked, that was a saint, he had lost forty-nine, he thought it would be great to lose more than a dozen, but there were so many.

"Not only have forty-nine saints been lost here, but there are also a large number of powerhouses above Da Luo, no less than hundreds of thousands. This is a forbidden place, and it also contains endless opportunities, and now that it has appeared in the world, how many can resist the temptation?" the old man said indifferently, "Da Luo needs the opportunity, pursues the quasi-holy way, the quasi-saint wants to seek the opportunity of the saint, of course, there are also the best spiritual treasures, even the supreme treasures, and even the holy human machine, creating blood and bones!"

"What the hell is ......!" Ding Feng took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the panic in his heart, and asked, "But how can we promote the integration of the three thousand worlds, is it that the Dao Lord regulates it and the Sage implements it?"

The old man looked weird. He smiled: "Read on, you will really understand." This is a harsh reality with no borders. Without cultivation and strength, there is no qualification to survive, even for saints!"

"Qualifications to survive!"

Ding Feng's heart clenched fiercely.

Eligibility to survive?

The same goes for saints?

What a cruel meaning is contained in a bland sentence.

Suppressing the waves in his heart, Ding Feng saw that there were already strong people here.

Ming Yang is a Da Luo Jin Immortal, but in the middle of Da Luo, he has already exhausted his potential. If you want to continue to improve your cultivation, unless you have the opportunity to go against the sky, it will be difficult to improve one step further.

In order to go further, he entered the battlefield of the Ten Thousand Realms, and after 300 billion years of trembling, walking on thin ice, although he got the opportunity, it was not of much use for cultivation.

The vision of the land of holy damage shows its true face. Let him see the opportunity and come here without hesitation.

"Killing confidential cloth, treasure light soaring to the sky, it is really a place where danger and opportunity coexist!"

Ming Yang walked in without hesitation. He knew that if he couldn't improve his cultivation, there would be no so-called ease. Da Luo Jin Xian. It seems to be high, but in fact, many times I can't help myself.

"That one fragment. Containing the aura of the law, it should be the best spirit treasure ...... that has been shattered!"

Ming Yang gasped. In front of him on the left, there was a cloud of spiritual light, but he didn't dare to walk over, "The broken spiritual treasure is not worth the risk!"

He was careful to suppress greed, which was the experience of his life for so long.

"Hey, that bracelet has spatial implications, it must be a storage spirit treasure, there is no damage, but it is only an acquired ......!"

Ming Yang hesitated, but finally gave up, because he felt that there were vague qi fluctuations around the bracelet, and the mid-grade Acquired Spirit Treasure was not worth the risk.

No, not long after he left, a strong man in the late stage of Da Luo pounced, but as soon as he got the bracelet, without waiting for inspection, a black light erupted from the ground, corroding the strong man.

Seeing this situation, Ming Yang was a trembling.

"It's really a step-by-step crisis!"

At the same time, Ming Yang saw a strong man at the peak of Da Luo flying from a high altitude, and immediately showed a touch of mockery, his smile had not disappeared, he saw that the peak powerhouse was divided into tens of millions of pieces out of thin air, and the immortal spirit spirit was also shattered, and the whole turned into a sea of vitality and merged into heaven and earth.

"How can you fly in the forbidden land and high in the sky? He is also a so-called genius with a profound background who has always lived under the protection of his elders!"

Ming Yang suppressed the waves in his heart, held the gossip heavenly machine plate in his hand, turned over a mountain, and saw a gurgling and clear river.

"This river is actually transformed by incomparably pure vitality, comparable to the divine power of the Taiyi Heavenly God!"

After exploring, Ming Yang gasped, although the river was not big, it contained earth-shattering wealth, and he saw a rock in the center of the river in front of him, on the rock was a small green tree three feet high, and at the top of the small tree, there was a cyan fruit, which was densely covered with circles of threads.

"Da Luo Qingtian Fruit!"

Ming Yang's heart suddenly beat wildly, his eyes widened, his blood rushed, and he almost pounced.

"Da Luo Qingtian Fruit, the legendary Heaven and Earth Creation Spirit Fruit, also known as Da Luo Dao Fruit, as long as you take one, you can reach the peak of Da Luo smoothly and without hindrance!"

Ming Yang forcibly suppressed the madness in his heart, but his body couldn't help but tremble, if a superb innate spirit treasure was in front of him, he might be able to hold back, but Da Luo Qingtianguo was in front of him, he would try it no matter what.

"This is what I need, this is my real chance!"

After living for so long, he deeply understands a truth, what spiritual treasure and what background are not as important as their own cultivation.

Syllable!

Ming Yang pulled off a piece of hair, blew on it, turned into an avatar, and stepped forward in his place.

There is no danger on the riverbank!

There is no danger in the river!

The avatar quickly came to the side of the rock, looked around, and did not find any danger, so he reached out and grabbed the Da Luo Qingtian Fruit, but the blue light on the fruit flashed, and the avatar was shattered.

"Innate spiritual creatures, have self-protection!"

With a flick of his fingers, Ming Yang divided into eight avatars, surrounding the rocks, carefully and cautiously probing them, and nothing happened, which made him breathe a little relieved.

"But still can't be careless!"

Ming Yang was cautious to the bones, and he flipped his palm. He took out a gourd and muttered. "Try it, if it doesn't work again......

He slapped the bottom of the gourd. A white light erupted from it, swept across the air, and pulled back on the fruit tree, but the fruit tree flowed and the light shone brightly, and it resisted the pull of the white light.

Fame Yang no longer hesitated, and inspired one of the acquired and two medium-grade body protection spirit treasures to step forward. Came to the rock.

"Da Luo Qingtianguo, after you get it, leave here immediately......!"

While thinking excitedly, he reached out and grabbed it, and what made his heart tremble was that he didn't even feel the protective light of the spirit fruit.

"Not good!"

He immediately reflected, but unfortunately it was too late, and the spirit fruit cracked, spewing out a black gas from it. Following his fingers into his body, his body protection spirit treasure had no effect in the slightest.

Ming Yang froze instantly, and after a moment, a wisp of black qi flew out. He re-submerged into the Great Luo Qingtian Fruit, and Ming Yang's body collapsed abruptly, dissipating into nothingness. Even his spiritual treasure disappeared without a trace.

In the mountain peak palace, Ding Feng kept looking at Ming Yang. In him, I saw my own shadow: be careful. Skate on thin ice!

In the end, Ming Yang died, which made his heart tremble.

"This person is cautious, rational and restrained, and has lived a long time, but unfortunately in the face of his own cultivation, he still can't stand the test. The old man said, "This can't be blamed on him, his potential is limited, his strength can't be improved, he can only live aggrievedly, seeing Da Luo Qingtianguo, if he is replaced by someone else, he will pounce after seeing it, but he, three times and several times of temptation, unfortunately, his realm is limited after all, and it is difficult to find danger!"

"What the hell is that black gas?"

Ding Feng sighed in his heart, a bright Yang, how could it not be thousands of sentient beings?

"A wisp of saintly resentment!"

"Saint resentment?"

"Hmm, I haven't given birth to my own consciousness yet, I'm just attached to the Da Luo Qingtian Fruit, relying on instinct, devouring everything, and promoting my own growth!"

Hearing the old man's explanation, Ding Feng blurted out, "Could it be that you will grow to the realm of a saint?"

"The resentment of the saint may inherit some memories of the saint, but he is no longer a saint, although it still contains the meaning of the holy way, it is difficult to grow into the realm of a saint!"

The old man spoke, and Ding Feng was silent.

Looking down, Ding Feng has a kind of sitting at the top of the world, like a god, looking down on ants.

He saw a strong man get a superb spiritual treasure, and when he was happy, he was attacked and killed by a strong man.

He saw another quasi-saint plucking a purple spirit flower, but suddenly, a rune appeared under his feet, shattering him to pieces.

On the other side, several powerhouses competed for an immortal holy bone, piercing the mountain peak and cracking the earth, but a black shadow suddenly appeared and devoured them one after another.

A streamer flew through the air, alarming dozens of quasi-saint powerhouses, and when they saw the items in the streamer, they couldn't help but shout: Holy weapon!

Like a streamer, the holy weapon swept through the air, killing a quasi-saint, and finally sank into a mountain stream.

Ding Feng watched it for a whole month, and in such a short period of time, he saw the loss of thousands of Great Luo and the death of dozens of quasi-saints, but he also saw that someone got a great opportunity, and even broke through the realm in an instant and was promoted from Da Luo to a quasi-saint.

"It's more about death!"

Ding Feng sighed faintly, closed his eyes, and in his mind, the small plane of the godhead evolved, breaking the confinement and releasing the potential, and the entire small plane space set off an immeasurable storm, and the earth, fire, feng shui, gushed out, turning into a chaotic frenzy.

The accumulation of the previous is completely released.

Thundered!

The rules evolved, the laws and principles were intertwined, the Tao rhyme flowed, and a shattering divine thunder suddenly appeared, exploding the chaos, breaking the loneliness of eternity, and the initial light appeared, the pure qi rose, the turbid qi sank, and the heavens and the earth evolved.

The Great Plane is at least a thousand times larger than the previous space.

The godhead also evolved on its own and reached the realm of the gods, that is, the cultivation of the Taiyi Golden Immortal.

"Ten years!"

This time to improve the cultivation, until now to consolidate, it took a full ten years, so that Ding Feng couldn't help but sigh, but the improvement of his strength is ten thousand times stronger than before.

"Now if I run into the night cry of Da Luo Jin Xian's cultivation at the beginning, at most three punches, I can bomb him to death!"

This is the evolution of the plane, the ascension of the godhead, and the cultivation of the strengthened confidence.

"It's just that my previous accumulation has been exhausted, and I have only reached the peak of the Taiyi Heavenly God Primary, which will continue to improve. How many innate spiritual objects do you need to refine?"

Ding Feng grinned, his godhead space had reached the level of a large plane. But it's far from complete, and there's still a lot of room for improvement.

"Not bad, not bad!"

The old man stroked his palms and smiled. "Only in terms of cultivation as strength, you are a million times as many as the powerhouses of the same level, with your current peak realm in the early stage of Taiyi, it is easy to bombard and kill the powerhouses in the early stage of Daluo, that is, in the middle stage, you can defeat a lot, and it is relatively difficult in the later stage. However, you still have a lot of potential for improvement, if you reach the peak of Taiyi, the realm of Daluo. There are few opponents of yours, but in the face of quasi-saints, they are also powerless!"

"What if my Ten Thousand Tribulation Dao Body reaches the third turn?"

Ding Feng asked.

"It's not weaker than cultivation!" the old man replied, "Physique and cultivation are two cultivation systems, and if they can be perfectly blended together, there may be unexpected benefits." ”

Ding Feng's heart moved, and he remembered it in his heart.

Eyes turned, eyes looked. looked down.

In the past ten years, a large number of powerhouses have appeared in the Holy Damage Forbidden Land.

"In the past ten years, a total of 150,000 Daluo have been lost. Six thousand quasi-saints!"

As if he knew the doubts in Ding Feng's heart, the old man chuckled.

"So much?"

Ding Feng was horrified, the realm of Da Luo. Not a true God, nor a god. There were 150,000 dead, but he looked. Among the forbidden lands, there are more than 150,000 powerhouses in the realm of Daluo, there are simply as many as a million.

"Not much, not more!"

The old man smiled and shook his head, "This is just the beginning!"

Ding Feng was silent, puzzled: "Why didn't the saint appear?"

"They will appear, but it's not time yet, after all, the situation in the forbidden land has not yet been fully explored!"

The old man said.

Ding Feng shook his head and sighed: "In other words, this is just cannon fodder?"

"So to speak, of course, this is also a chance, it depends on everyone's luck!"

The old man pointed with his hand and said, "Look at that person, when he first came, he was only in the middle of Taiyi, and in just ten years, he continued to create, first absorbed the remnants of a Da Luo Jin Immortal, obtained the creation, enhanced the accumulation, and then obtained a quasi-saint inheritance, his cultivation skyrocketed, and he broke through to the realm of Da Luo in one fell swoop, and then swallowed a nine-turn golden pill and a purple qi sword-shaped grass, and raised his cultivation to the realm of Da Luo's consummation. But look at it again, he has obtained the inheritance of a sword cultivator saint, and at the same time obtained a superb innate divine sword, and his combat power is no less than that of an ordinary quasi-saint. ”

"Bai Jianyi!"

After seeing the person the old man was referring to, Ding Feng was taken aback and blurted out, "How can his luck be so strong?"

"Which one you are looking at, it should be Da Niu, and that one, it is Mingyue, you look there, there ......!"

The old man smiled, and on the trillion-mile land, he pointed out one figure after another.

"It's them...... How could it be? How could they have such great luck, almost all of them reached the realm of Da Luo Golden Immortal!"

Ding Feng said in disbelief.

He saw the bright moon at the peak of Da Luo, Niu Ben in the late stage of Da Luo, Zhiyan who had just entered Da Luo, Liu Hong and Liu Yue in the late stage of Da Luo, the ancient style and tribulation of the consummation of Da Luo, and the blood dragon ...... in the late stage of Da Luo!

Jian Wushuang, Liu Yijian, Chu Yunfei, Dongfang Invincible and so on!

It would have been fine if one or two of them had bad luck, but now, not only did most of his old friends appear, but they also had earth-shattering luck, which made Ding Feng unbelievable.

This kind of luck can no longer be explained by common sense.

"Because of you!"

The old man smiled.

"Because of me?"

Ding Feng was puzzled.

The old man nodded, "It's because of you, because your luck is too strong, and it also affects everything related to you, especially those friends who were weak when you were young, all of them have a lot of luck! Otherwise, with their background, with their qualifications from the Nether, how could they get such an opportunity for creation?"

"But, in a short period of time, such a big improvement ......!"

Ding Feng couldn't believe it, couldn't accept it.

In order to improve his cultivation, in order to obtain innate things, how many geniuses he killed, and even destroyed several divine cities, even the holy cities of the Blood Sea Great World were destroyed, so that he has today's achievements, and he is only worthy of reaching the Taiyi Heavenly God.

"In the Land of Sacred Damage, when luck explodes, their cultivation will naturally skyrocket. The old man smiled, "A short outburst is a long-term precipitation, and it is not so easy for them to reach the quasi-saint realm, except for the two of them!"

The old man refers to the ancient style and calamity!(To be continued......