Xing Yu kept recalling everything he had since he came into contact with the Giant Spirit Mountain, first of all, the energy that inexplicably poured into him from the mountain, and that energy was not only powerful, but also its breath, fierce and domineering.

Like everything in the world, energy has its own attributes, whether it is violent, or cold, or fierce, or holy.

And the energy that was transmitted into Xing Yu's body belonged to the type of fierce and domineering, and Xing Yu also felt a similar aura on the trace of golden gas on the black lotus.

After killing the black-robed man, Xing Yu met the old man who was chopping wood, who was the soul of Juling Mountain, and led Xing Yu to the Heart Refining Stream.

Then Xing Yu met the golden giant, experienced the test of the golden giant, and finally stepped on the heart refining stream and came to the ruins of the palace, and on the walls of this palace, Xing Yu saw a large number of stone carvings, carved with some strange humanoid creatures.

Although these stone carvings are all humanoid creatures of different sizes, and even hideous and angry eyes, Xing Yu is not afraid, but feels masculinity in their bodies, just like the Arhat King Kong of the Buddhist family, and there is a sense of security when he sees them.

In the end, in the past two days and two nights, a trace of golden gas inexplicably appeared on Xing Yu's forehead, and this gas could suppress the strange black lotus.

In this way, Xing Yu kept recalling in his mind, these things turned into fragments, constantly flickering in his mind, and gradually, a trace of light appeared in Xing Yu's eyes, faintly grasping something, but it was not thorough enough.

In this way, Xing Yu stopped meditating, allowing the black lotus to consume the few vitality in his body, and his brows furrowed.

Time passed minute by minute, Xing Yu was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, his body was stained with a layer of dust, his face became more and more pale, and with the continuous consumption of the black lotus, his body had reached its limit.

If Xing Yu starts to meditate now, then the consumed vitality will be replenished, although it cannot be cured, but it can not deteriorate, at least temporarily his life is worry-free, but Xing Yu still does not meditate, he is still contemplating, at this moment, he is racing against time.

The night slowly faded, Xing Yu's body continued to tremble, the only vitality left in his body had been exhausted, and the fire of life was about to be extinguished.

A ray of morning light passed through a layer, illuminating the entire mountain range, and the dilapidated palace was shining with a ray of morning light, and at this moment, Xing Yu's body could no longer hold on, and fell to the side weakly.

After a night of deep thought, Xing Yu gradually caught some, but he still couldn't fully comprehend, until he ran out of vitality at this time, couldn't even meditate, and fell to the side weakly.

Xing Yu, who fell, slowly opened his eyes with the last strength, and a ray of morning light shone on his face, and Xing Yu's dim gaze also looked at the sky, just in time to see the sun in the east, which was slowly rising.

And under the scorching sun, it was Juling Mountain, because of the angle, Xing Yu just saw the morning sun rising from the top of the mountain to the sky, and this scenery instantly froze in Xing Yu's mind.

The sun rises in the east, in your mind, a painting appears, on the majestic golden mountains, holding the bright red sun, and the clouds floating around, although there is no grass and trees, but it gives people the vitality of the revival of all things.

"This is, this is ......"

Xing Yu's dim eyes revealed incredible, the essence in his eyes became brighter and brighter, and his exhausted body trembled suddenly, and at this moment, a ray of vitality appeared.

"This is the legend, Haoran righteousness. At this moment, Xing Yu's eyes had turned golden, and in his eyes, the scenery immediately became different, and he clearly saw that under the scorching sun, there was a surging golden gas rising, and that gas was the golden gas that Xing Yu's eyebrows suppressed the black lotus.

It is the heroic righteousness in Xing Yu's mouth.

Heaven and earth have righteousness, and they are majestic in heaven and earth.

Xing Yu's golden eyes showed shock, the legend is that Haoran righteousness is hidden between heaven and earth, and it is not visible to people who are not upright, and it is not available to people who are not good and benevolent, but today he saw it in this dilapidated palace, how could he not be shocked.

Xing Yu didn't see that in the air above his head, there was a large amount of Haoran Qi at this time, flowing into his body in a trace, making the golden aura on his forehead continue to grow.

As Haoran's aura continued to grow, the black lotus below began to tremble, and the face that seemed to cry and laugh, revealing a fear emotion, continued to dim under Haoran's qi.

I don't know when, Xing Yu's body has already stood up, and the Haoran Qi flowing into his body has traveled all over his body, repairing the meridian injuries, and at the same time, all of them have converged on Xing Yu's eyebrows, where they slowly condense and evolve.

At this moment, the entire palace was bright with golden light, and the surrounding walls were buzzing and shaking, and as the aura around them continued to grow, the stone carvings on those walls all began to glow at this moment, outlining tall giants, as if at this time, they all had life.

And in the middle of these stone carvings, there is an eight-armed giant, and the golden light of this giant's body is the most brilliant.

"Yes. ”

A loud shout suddenly resounded in all directions, and with the sound of this sound, the stone carving of the eight-armed giant suddenly stepped out of the wall, and with the eight-armed giant stepping out, the entire palace was trembling, and a surging and violent aura spread.

His mind was as tough as Xingyu, and he was also stunned at this moment, he never thought that the humanoid creature carved on the wall would actually step out of the wall at this moment and stand in front of him alive.

Forcibly suppressing the horror in his heart, Xing Yu looked at the eight-armed giant, kept thinking in his heart, and finally made up his mind, and said loudly to the giant: "Are you willing to leave here with me and conquer the world from now on." ”

The eight-armed giant was three feet tall, exuding golden light all over his body, and he couldn't see clearly, and at the same time as Xing Yu spoke, his closed eyes suddenly opened, not angry and arrogant, staring at Xing Yu as if he was thinking.

"Battle?"

A moment later, the eight-armed giant spat out a battle word, as if questioning, in Xingyu's words, he only heard one battle word, obviously, he was only interested in this word.

"Fight!"

Xing Yu also spit out a battle word, but it was not a question, but an affirmation.

At the same time as he burst into drinking, the cultivation in his body exploded, although it was only a fifth-level cultivation, but with the blessing of Haoran righteousness, it was still huge, and an arrogant and fierce aura swept through the nine heavens, and the battle spirit was surging.

Receiving an affirmative answer, the eight-armed giant did not speak, and his whole body flashed with golden light, turning into a golden light, shooting towards Xing Yu's eyebrows, forming a golden mark there.

At the same time, on the mountainside of the giant spirit, Huo Ran, an old man chopping wood who was sitting next to the heart refining stream, raised his head and looked at the palace where Xing Yu was located, his old face showed a rare excitement, and the wrinkles on his face were stretched at this moment.

"It seems that my vision is not wrong, he is the legendary man, the hope who led us to return to the ancestral land, and the guardian of hundreds of millions of years finally waited for him. ”

The old man who chopped wood trembled, he was the soul of Juling Mountain, but at this moment he was full of tears, and his vicissitudes of life hid too much sadness and helplessness, at this moment, with the appearance of Xingyu, he finally saw hope.

"But he is still very weak, if he is really that person, then his future road must be very difficult and bumpy, whether he can be strong to that point, it is difficult to say. Under the heart refining stream, the voice of the golden giant roared, and he also saw the changes in Xing Yu.

"No matter what the future holds, he is our hope, we have waited for eternity, and success or not depends on this life. ”

The old man slowly regained his composure, and who he was referring to was probably known only to him and the golden giant.

"Let's hope he doesn't let us down, after all, none of us can afford to lose, this is the last chance. ”

Under the refining heart, they were as strong as a golden giant, and their voices trembled at this moment, which showed how important winning or losing was in their mouths.

"Heaven and Earth Bureau, how many lives and deaths? Ask the common people, why do you keep it? Nan Ke has been dreaming for 3,000 years, and there will be no sky with me......"

If Xing Yu was present at this time, then he would have heard the words from the mouth of the old man chopping wood were the whispers that came from the mouth of the remnant of the six generations of kings when they left on the ladder to the sky.

In the dilapidated palace, the paleness on Xing Yu's face was no longer visible, and he looked at the sky, and as the sun rose little by little, the mighty aura also dissipated little by little in the heavens and the earth.

Although the aura of Haoran was gone, Xing Yu knew that they had not disappeared, they were still filled with heaven and earth, but few people could see it, however, Xing Yu was one of these few.

The gold in his eyes disappeared, Xing Yu woke up from his contemplation, and after waking up, he immediately looked inward at his body, and then was pleasantly surprised to find that his body had healed and there was no longer life out of his body, which was all expected by Xing Yu.

The only regret is that the black lotus on his forehead has not disappeared, it is still imprinted on his eyebrows, although it is dim and there is no black qi emitting anymore, but Xing Yu still feels uncomfortable.

It would not be comfortable for anyone to have a black lotus on their forehead, especially since this black lotus was extremely weird and could threaten Xing Yu's life at any time.

But fortunately, above the black lotus, a golden rune was also printed there, this rune was the mark left by the aura of Haoran, and the stone carving suppressed this black lotus, not giving him a chance to act aggressively.

In addition to this mark, there is no trace of Haoran Qi in Xingyu's body, because this is different from spiritual power, Haoran Qi only exists in heaven and earth, and no monk can hide it in the body, but with this mark, it is equivalent to having the right to mobilize Haoran Qi.

It can be said that this mark is a talisman, and if necessary, Xing Yu can use it at any time to mobilize the aura around him for his own use.

And this will also be another important means of the inheritance of the Demon Cultivators and the Immortal Inheritance.

Note: One zhang is equal to 3.33 meters, which means that the eight-armed giant is ten meters tall.