The same is true of reincarnation, only after absorbing the qi of reincarnation and absorbing it to a certain extent, can we see through the essence of reincarnation and comprehend the most original and core thing in the world, that is, fate.

As for how much reincarnation qi or rebirth qi is needed, no one can say exactly, but this is indeed a necessary condition for a monk to continue to move forward, if the amount absorbed is not enough, he will not be able to achieve the true holy realm, and he can only be regarded as having part of the ability and power of the holy realm powerhouse.

Therefore, the world called this stage a false saint.

In fact, in the cultivation world, there is also a consensus, that is, if you want to reach the Holy Realm, you must set foot in the Divine Ruins Tomb, because this is the center of the Divine Desolate Continent, and in the years that can no longer be verified, this place was extremely prosperous, and it is not too much to say that the Holy Realm is like a dog walking all over the ground.

However, this is a legend after all, and the real tomb of the gods has long since disappeared into the long river of history, and even though countless monks have been scrambling to explore it for countless years, there is still very little knowledge of this area named after the gods.

As for why he came here to advance to the Holy Realm, there is no accurate statement, what is more credible is that there is a passage for reincarnation and rebirth in this ancient area.

However, what ordinary people don't know is that the Tomb of the Divine Ruins is not inhabited, but lives an extremely terrifying race, and not long after Liyue left, a ball of essence light suddenly appeared in front of Fang He, and the whole body was full of nobility, but the shadow in the essence light was somewhat similar to that of the human race.

Seeing that the figure in the essence light had not spoken, Fang He's eyes shrank and asked:

"Who is your Excellency, and can you show up?"

Hearing this, the figure trembled obviously, but he did not answer Fang He's question directly, but said without a trace of emotion:

"Those who trespass on the territory of the Celestial Clan, die!"

The tone was so cold that I couldn't tell if it was a man or a woman.

"Celestials? Territory? ”

Hearing this unfamiliar term, Fang He was a little speechless for a while, and said in his heart: "Isn't this Divine Ruins Tomb a borderless land, why did a Heavenly Clan emerge again, it looks quite noble, and it doesn't seem that my arrival is welcome." ”

Seeing Fang He muttering to himself, the essence light suddenly became even more dazzling, and then a beam of silver thunder fell from the sky, and the overflowing aura alone caused cracks to appear in the surrounding space!

Seeing this, Fang He couldn't help but exclaim: "I."

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page)

Depend on! ”

Immediately after that, he picked up his sword and swung it, and between swings, a silver-white sword qi instantly split the thunder in half, and also made the figure in the essence light tremble for a moment.

The reason why Fang He was shocked was because he didn't feel the other party's cultivation from the beginning, but that sense of nobility brought a little oppression, he never thought that the other party would start fighting without saying a word, and the power was so strong, fortunately, he was not a vegetarian, otherwise, he might really be caught off guard.

Compared to Fang He's shock, the figure was obviously even worse, he didn't expect Fang He to be able to take that thunder so easily, you must know that as the gatekeeper of the Divine Ruins Tomb and the Great Yan Holy Land, he had already killed many Heavenly Mandate cultivators, even ordinary pseudo-saints.

However, the same trick was shattered by Fang He's sword, and at the same time, his fighting intent was also shattered.

After a sword, Fang He did not continue to attack, but blocked the surroundings, and for the sake of insurance, he also used his soul to control a part of the sword qi to arrange several soul sword formations.

Compared to the hostility of the figure at the beginning, Fang He's thoughts were much calmer, nothing more than wanting to understand the figure that suddenly appeared, as well as the Celestial Clan in the mouth of the figure.

Especially after seeing that thunder, his thoughts were completely rooted.

To be honest, after the thunder emitted by the figure was shattered by Fang He's sword, he wanted to escape, but at this time, the space had been blocked, and there were soul sword formations like poisonous snakes around him, so he had to dispel the idea of escaping, and instead said in a completely different tone from before:

"Shaoxia is good at martial arts, congratulations on passing the test of the Heavenly Clan, you can go."

Perhaps it was the innate nobility, although this figure was at a disadvantage and his tone was extremely gentle, but when he opened his mouth, he still couldn't help but feel disgusting.

Fang He was no exception, when he heard this, he couldn't help but sneer, seeing that the other party hadn't withdrawn his essence light to reveal his figure, he simply didn't intend to know what he wanted to know in a peaceful way, but once again brandished the Spirit Void Ancient Sword and killed the figure.

Seeing this, the figure suddenly let out an exclamation: "Mom! ”

Immediately, the essence light that swirled around his body was instantly withdrawn, and he knelt in the air with a white flag in both hands, which was funny and a little pitiful.

Who let him meet Fang He, if it was someone else, maybe

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page)

can still maneuver around, but Fang He is also a murderous master without blinking, from the moment he took out the sword, he already knew that this person couldn't beat at all, even if he blew himself up, he couldn't bring any damage to the other party.

Therefore, he coaxed, and he had to coax as much as he coaxed, so he had to beg his grandfather to kowtow to his grandmother.

At this moment, the tip of the Spirit Void Ancient Sword in Fang He's hand was only half an inch away from his forehead, making him break out in a cold sweat.

Speaking of which, this figure is actually not weak, the reason why he is cowardly, in addition to Fang He's strength is too strong, there are also his own reasons.

As a Celestial Clan, he was born with a sense of superiority, especially in the face of the Terran, even more so, he used to be a kind of abuse and killing when facing the Terran, but he didn't expect to encounter a hard stubble this time.

Moreover, his long-term sense of superiority made his heart not firm, so that he could not have any fighting spirit when facing people who were stronger than him.

Of course, Fang He didn't know these things, and because of his past experience, he didn't have the joy of victory when he saw the posture of the figure, but frowned and looked around, for fear that something would suddenly appear in the dark.

However, after looking for a long time, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is three feet into the ground, but I still did not find the slightest suspicious sign, so I put my eyes back on the figure.

"Say, who are you?"

"I... I... I'm a Celestial! After a long time, the figure came out with such a sentence, and Fang He rolled his eyes when he heard it.

"I didn't ask about your ethnicity, I asked about your identity!"

"Oh, identity, I don't know."

Originally, Fang He was angry in his heart, but the words of the figure made him laugh, it was really that what the other party said was too bull's head and not the horse's mouth, and at the same time, it brought him a sense of familiarity, and a snow-white figure couldn't help but appear in his mind.

However, the imaginary scene did not appear, and the originally tense atmosphere was no longer so tense, and as soon as I wanted to open my eyes to see the situation, I felt a coldness on my neck, and a malicious voice sounded in my ears.

"Hehe, I scared you, it's okay, I won't kill you, provided you answer my questions well."

As he spoke, he moved the sword that had been hanging around his neck upward, just enough to pat the figure's cheek.

(End of chapter)

7017k