The stars are the transformation of Jiang Yu's imaginary extraterritorial starry sky, full of artistic conception power, this power cannot be accurately expressed in words, it is a very mysterious existence, only the great sage will relate.

At this moment, Jiang Yu's spirit and spirit were infinitely condensed, and people who didn't know the situation might think that Jiang Yu was awakening the memory of the Netherworld Saint King in his previous life.

How huge the memory of a Great Sage is, whether it is the battle instinct or the light of wisdom, it is not something that a cultivator who is not a Great Sage can imagine, it is an extreme terror.

"Is the master going to awaken the memories of his previous life?" The Netherworld Dojo Instrument Spirit walked over in a black robe, and the black robe on his body should be a certain Creation Spirit Treasure. With the countless years of accumulation in the Netherworld Dojo, one or two Creation Spirit Treasures are nothing at all.

Tianyan moved his huge body and walked over. "No, he should have almost succeeded, but somehow he gave up again. ”

"Give up?" the Nether Dojo Instrument Spirit was a little puzzled. "Why give up when you're already on the verge of success. ”

"This is the difference between your machine spirits and your real beings. Tianyan said slowly. "You machine spirits only do things that you are sure of, ignoring the possibility of impossible events, so you have never heard of that machine spirit being able to become a great sage, and even very few people have become the strongest. ”

"Is there any relationship between the two?" the Nether Dojo Machine Spirit was not angry. Because of similar words, Jiang Yu had also said in his previous life, the Netherworld Saint King, and this had become a matter known to all cultivators.

"If so, it is estimated that they will choose to condense just now and then create an ancient scroll, while some beings will take the initiative to shatter and seek a higher peak. "Tianyan Dao, in his eyes, the tornado induced by Jiang Yu is getting bigger and bigger, almost as high as the Netherworld Dojo.

The Netherworld Dojo is just a small world, although it is shrouded in the formation of the Ganges River, but the height is still limited, if the tornado is allowed to grow like this, it may destroy the stability of the Netherworld Dojo.

"Are you saying that the master wants to create the Holy Art directly?"

"That's it!" Tianyan nodded silently.

"Buzz!"

The breath of the world came from inside the tornado, and at the same time, the tornado finally stopped growing, and Jiang Yu's laughter came from it.

"I've finally succeeded!" The tornado suddenly froze, and Jiang Yu walked out of it, full of holy brilliance, which is difficult to describe in words.

"The breath of holy arts!" Tianyan also had to be moved, saying that it was one thing, and actually doing it was another.

Although he knew that Jiang Yu was trying to create a holy art, he didn't expect Jiang Yu to really succeed.

"Succeeded?" The Netherworld Dojo was stunned, he asked Jiang Yu to create a spirit technique at the beginning, just hoping to produce a one close to the level of the ancient scripture was already very good, but he didn't expect that it was really an ancient scripture in the end, but at this time, Jiang Yu himself was not satisfied, and wanted to directly create the holy art.

Cultivating other people's holy arts and cultivating the holy arts created by oneself are two different concepts, and Jiang Yu now has holy brilliance flowing around him, which is a manifestation of the integration of holy arts and himself.

The cultivators of the Divine Realm in the Void Treasure Hall were already speechless in surprise, the ancient scriptures were already heaven-like existences when they came, and when they couldn't be touched, and the holy art was the outer heavens, and this generation might not be able to touch them.

"It looks like we're not going to be able to regain our freedom in our lifetime. A Channeling Realm Overlord sighed.

A cultivator who created holy arts controlled them, and these Channeling Realm overlords no longer dared to hope to regain their freedom, thinking that they could continue to live.

"I have been wandering in the Middle Domain for countless years, and I have never heard of such a thing, that a half-step cave Xuan Realm cultivator can actually create his own spiritual skills, and it is also at the level of holy arts, and I am afraid that there is only such a person from ancient times to the present. The old man of the Yin Spirit, who was subdued by Jiang Yu not long ago, looked surprised.

After Jiang Yu walked out, the tornado was no longer growing, and slowly turned into a mountain peak, spiraling upward, standing on the ground and not seeing the end at all.

"How do you feel?" Tianyan walked over, looked Jiang Yu up and down, and found that the holy light triggered by the holy art slowly descended and sank into his body after climbing to the peak.

"Very good!" Jiang Yu's eyes condensed, and he felt that he could break through the void with just one move, and his blood and qi surged, and he could kill thousands of opponents.

"Holy art is holy art, and even my cultivation has changed. ”

The breath unfolded, and it was no longer a half-step Cave Realm, but a real Cave Realm, because of the creation of spiritual skills, the perception of the cultivator's realm increased by several levels, and the cultivation was loosened unconsciously.

"Boom!"

Taking one step, Jiang Yu did not attack, but there was a rumbling sound, and the entire space seemed to be unable to withstand the huge power in Jiang Yu's body.

"Sacred Fist"

Jiang Yu roared angrily and punched at the sky above the Netherworld Dojo, the punch tore through the air current, tore through the space, tore the spatial cracks, tore apart the black hole formed in an instant, and finally disappeared into the deepest part of the spatial turbulence.

The Heavenly Eye and the Netherworld Dojo Qi Liu Qingyan, who were standing on the side, saw that a spatial storm in the spatial turbulence should collapse with the strength of Jiang Yu's punch, and this kind of strength had already surpassed the powerhouses of the Upper Three Realms.

"Holy art is holy art, especially the holy art created by oneself, which has the power to destroy the world and destroy the world. Tianyan lost his voice.

"There's no problem in slaying the mighty of the Upper Three Realms!" said the Nether Dojo Instrument Spirit.

"No, the holy art I created is not complete, there is only one move, the internal spiritual power structure is very unstable, and every punch consumes nearly half of my spiritual power reserves. Jiang Yu was still a little dissatisfied. "I feel the need to continue to revise it. ”

"It's not easy for every holy art to appear, and it may not be the best to modify it, just add some other moves and it will stabilize. Tianyan said.

Jiang Yu's eyes lit up, what Tianyan said was very reasonable, and he could develop in this direction.

"Huh?" Jiang Yu looked in the direction of the Void Treasure Hall, knowing that a group of Divine Realm cultivators were watching.

"Come out!"

The cultivators of the Divine Realm in the Void Treasure Hall knew that they had been discovered, so they immediately walked out of the Void Treasure Hall and stood in front of Jiang Yu very restrainedly, not knowing what to say.

"I know that you are controlled by me, and I am very unconvinced, but this is the reality, no matter what you think in your hearts, I will not let you go. Jiang Yu said.

Coupled with the holy brilliance on his body that had not yet been completely converging, every one of the cultivators of the Divine Realm dared to speak.

The old man of Yin Ling glanced at Jiang Yu, then took the lead and walked out, kneeling down on the spot. "Meet the master!"

The overlords of the Divine Realm are all proud, let them kneel, it is better to kill them directly, and the overlords of the Divine Realm who take the initiative to kneel are even rarer, even if they meet the mighty, they are only half kneeling, unless it is a venerable-level powerhouse descending.