Xuanzang only felt that there was a faint pressure distributed all over his body, although this pressure was insignificant to him, but when his foot landed on the second stone step, the pressure doubled.

Even so, for Xuanzang, who has a quasi-saint-level physical body, this kind of pressure is naturally nothing, and he continues to step forward.

"Step, step!"

Xuanzang rushed up under pressure, if this scene was seen by the witch clans in the past, his jaw would definitely drop his jaw.

This son's body is simply perverted, and he can move forward quickly under the pressure of Pangu, almost the same as the body of the ancestral witch.

The closer I got to the plaque, the more intense the pressure became, a thousand steps, and when I stepped on the ninety-hundred-ninetieth step, the pressure increased dramatically.

Even with Xuanzang's body in the late stage of the Saint, he felt a heavy pressure, and his speed suddenly decreased.

Nine hundred and ninety-one!

Nine hundred and ninety-two!

The muscles and bones are ringing together, Xuanzang has not felt this kind of pressure for a long time.

"If I can do push-ups in this environment in the future, I think the effect will be even better!"

Xuanzang thought to himself.

Lift your thighs and go up another level, slowing down by one point for each level.

When he reached the nine hundred and ninety-ninth level, suddenly the vertebrae were inexplicably coerced, and a stream of heat rushed out, and soon flowed all over the body.

The pressure around him was light, and Xuanzang showed a look of surprise, although he had fused a lot of that kind of black crystals before, it was far from reaching the accumulation of physical breakthroughs.

But at this moment, being led by that inexplicable coercion, the potential in the body seemed to be developed, and the physical body cultivation went to a higher level again.

The golden font in my mind has also changed:

[Normal]: The pinnacle of true immortals

[Serious]: The pinnacle of quasi-sainthood

[Anger]: ???

Feeling the sense of strength in his body, Xuanzang had an urge to invite the Buddha to eat a set of combination punches.

Raising his head, Xuanzang stepped on the last step and came to the open space in front of the Pangu Palace.

On this platform, all the pressure disappeared, Xuanzang felt light, but the restlessness in his heart urged him to push open the temple door.

The ink-colored huge hall door is tens of thousands of zhang high, Xuanzang is like an ant standing in front of the dragon here, there is no deliberate carving on it, only some natural lines, the lines are full of mystery and wonder, people will involuntarily immerse themselves in it at a glance.

It seems to contain the mystery of the Great Dao, if you can understand it, the sun will soar, and it will be a piece of cake to transform into immortals.

As soon as he touched the temple door, a heartbeat came from the main hall.

"Bang!bang!bang......"

Xuanzang faintly heard the heartbeat in his ears getting louder and louder, and it seemed that the frequency was the same as that of the heart in his chest.

"This ...... It's not going to be a plot of snatching, is it?"

Xuanzang subconsciously thought of some immortal cultivators he had seen in his previous life, and he didn't dare to step into them for a while.

After hesitating outside the door for a long time, Xuanzang couldn't help but sigh, withdrew his palm, and walked towards the stone steps, intending to suppress his curiosity and leave this place that might be taken away.

Staying alive is the foundation of life.

But at this moment, the door of the hall suddenly opened, and black mist erupted from the hall, and a shadow shot out.

It was a heart thousands of feet long, covered with veins as thick as a dragon, and although it was beating, it exuded an aura of decay and decay.

Xuanzang was about to dodge, but the heart was already in his body, and he swallowed it directly into the heart.

"Boom ......"

Xuanzang's eyes darkened and he entered a strange place, and the blood around him seemed to have dried up, leaving only some flesh walls, and the breath of the Great Dao of Power clinging to it.

Xuanzang's heart moved, and he connected to the same dim planet in the mind space, and the planet moved violently, and a strange ripple spread out from the mind space.

"Force, force, force!"

The sound of praise on the avenue was humming.

The surrounding flesh walls seemed to have spirituality and found their master, and they shrank abruptly.

Outside.

The huge heart of thousands of feet curled up like a suffocated tire, and purple aura spread out from above.

An extremely pure purple gas drilled into Xuanzang's dantian and entrenched under the primordial spirit.

After a while, there was another earthy yellow breath, which entered Xuanzang's dantian, one left and one right, and was trampled under the feet of the Yuan Shen.

Countless illusory avenue source power drifted away from this heart, and kept pouring into the star that represented the avenue of power in Xuanzang's mind space.

The black stars seemed to have been greatly supplemented, the stars began to bloom with a faint light from the original dimness, and the power of the Great Dao churned around the stars, and gradually an illusory image of Xuanzang appeared in the stars.

Xuanzang's body shook, golden flowers were born in the void, and heaven and earth contended!

The world is full of fairy flowers, the earth is full of golden lotus, the void is full of clouds, and the rainbow is permeated.

Invisible imprints continued to fly out of the flesh, covering every inch of the Flood Desolation Realm.

"Bell Bell Bell ......"

The sanctification bell rings twelve times, heaven and earth celebrate, and all things naturally rejoice.

"My physical cultivation has broken through again......"

Xuanzang only felt that there was an endless power in the body, the so-called rebirth of severed limbs, and the rebirth of blood was just scum for this kind of power, and now after the body is sanctified, the body is immortal and immortal, immortal and incorruptible, and no one in this desolate realm can completely kill him, the sky is difficult to bury, and the earth is difficult to bury.

Even if someone uses the power of the Great Dao to grind his physical body into the void, as long as the desolate world is not destroyed, he will be infinitely reborn with the help of the physical imprint.

The vision of sanctification appeared near the Pangu Hall in the black desert, but there seemed to be some power covering this area, so that the six saints who were living in seclusion did not notice it.

Thirty-three days away, in the Zixiao Palace.

Hongjun's evil corpse clone suddenly opened his eyes, and said to himself with a strange expression: "The deity is in the Heavenly Dao and actually feels a trace of sanctification?

"Could it be Yang Mei's guy, but isn't he afraid that the deity will be suppressed after joining the Dao and fleeing to the depths of chaos?"

The Hongjun evil corpse hesitated for a moment and rang the bell in the Zixiao Palace.

With the sound of bells, the saint dojo outside the flood desolation was lit up with all kinds of strange brilliance.

"Teacher calls, let's go quickly!"

The two monks of the Western Dojo instantly performed the technique of shifting and came to the gate of Zixiao Palace.

Soon Sanqing and Nuwa also arrived.

The Tongtian Sect Master's face was poor, and he didn't say hello to the two brothers, but snorted coldly, but nodded to Nuwa.

Yuan Shi Tianzun watched coldly, and seemed to be very unhappy with the attitude of the Tongtian Sect Master, but he didn't have a seizure in front of this Zixiao Palace.

Taishang Laozi still looks like a good old man, and he has seen other saints with a smile.

After the saints had seen each other, the door of the temple opened automatically, and the six saints entered on foot.

As soon as everyone entered it, the purple door of the temple closed instantly.

......

The big golden characters in Xuanzang's mind changed, and the three lines of font turned into one line.

[Strength]: The Law Sage

Although these four words are concise, Xuanzang can realize that as his attitude becomes more serious or angry, he can hammer over the law saints of different realms.

In the desolate world, the realm of saints is divided into four levels of junior high school and post-peak, and the difference in strength between each level is very large, although they are all immortal and immortal, but the strength will be different, and the strong side can even directly suppress or seal the weak.

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