"Gu Hengyang, you can run fast!"

The voice of the little thunder god came from afar, like thunder rolling, blowing up pieces of air to smash, this kind of momentum makes the scalp tingle, although the people who appeared under the flame mountain are the top powerhouses of the younger generation, but at this moment, in the face of the thunder battle body of the little thunder god, I still can't help but have a little pestle, the body of the power of the open heaven realm, to a certain extent, has been comparable to a demigod soldier, such as the little thunder god, it is simply equivalent to a humanoid demigod soldier, plus the terrifying thunder battle qi, as well as the self-created thunder god fist, it is definitely a terrible opponent that the younger generation of absolute powerhouses should also fear。

Some people thought of the origin of the little thunder god, and couldn't help but have some doubts about his origin, it was too mysterious, if it was an ordinary human bloodline, how could it be so terrifying, this kind of battle body was simply incredible.

But soon, some people's eyes turned slightly, seemingly inadvertently swept over an ancient mountain in the distance, in their opinion, if the rumors were true, in terms of physical attainments alone, perhaps only he could barely compete with each other.

Knock! Knock!

The speed of the little thunder god was like lightning, and almost in the blink of an eye, he came close, and the fifty-five thunder battle body exuded a terrifying aura, like a small mountain in front of everyone.

"Gu Hengyang, I have already seen your Haoyang Fist, there is also a near ancient method in the Shenri General's Department, called Shenri Ding, which is ranked as the third general, why don't you show it, are you afraid that I won't be able to catch it!" The little thunder god urn sounded like thunder, exhaling like thunder, and there was an echo in a radius of more than ten miles, and the big silver eyes of the grinding plate stared at Gu Hengyang, and his face showed a look of dissatisfaction.

Hearing this, many people at the foot of the Flame Mountain showed a sudden look, in their opinion. Able to compete with this little Thor. Definitely not much. Now it seems that Gu Hengyang is really not defeated, and it seems that he still has the upper hand.

"Hey, what is this? the bones of a saint? how did they accumulate such a strong aura of decay!"

Soon, the little thunder god also found out that something was wrong, he stared at the seemingly ordinary gray-white corpse, how uncomfortable it was, the rotten qi and the vitality in his body collided. It caused a burst of thunder and war qi in his body, which made him a little uneasy, he was born in the thunder, the battle qi was strong, and he was most disgusted with this kind of yin qi, so he immediately took a step back, his whole body was tense, for some reason, he always felt that something was wrong, and there was an ominous premonition in the dark.

At this time. Except for the people at the foot of the Flame Mountain, it was ten miles away. There were also figures, but they didn't get close, the foot of the Flame Mountain was a forbidden area, and only the really top powerhouses of the younger generation were qualified to stand, and the rest of the people could only leave the luck that fueled the battle fame.

"It's life or death, try it and you'll know it!"

A young strong man spoke, a little impatient, his body was like an iron tower, his body was bent, exuding a bronze glow, this is the Falling Sky Axe Chi Mountain, although it is difficult to compare with the little thunder god, but it has a unique way in the tempering of the physical battle body, and the foot of the flame mountain can surpass him in the battle body, less than a palm.

Rumble!

The next moment, he made a bold move, and a blue-black iron axe high enough appeared in the palm of his hand, as soon as he grasped the handle of the axe, the momentum of the whole person instantly climbed to a terrifying situation, and then the axe fell, and a sharp sound of breaking the air was born in the void, and the air was torn apart like a crack, and the second layer of vacuum was also torn apart, revealing a pale shattering world.

Boom!

A metal trill, the invisible axe qi fell on the bones of the saint, stirring up a spark, even if it was full of cracks, it was not damaged at all, on the other hand, the falling axe Chi Shan, but in an instant, the color changed, the iron axe was uncontrollable, like a meteor backwards, smashing his whole person away, in an instant, the sound of countless bones and bones shattering, in mid-air, Chi Shan's whole person was shattered, a cloud of blood mist flew away, and a war spirit appeared, it was Chi Shan, at this moment, even this war soul that already had some flesh and blood was also full of cracks like porcelain, Chi Shan screamed, completely disappeared from the previous indifference, and a little spiritual light flickered in the blood mist, all of which were spirit stones, even some elixirs, and even rare elixirs, seemed to be taken by an invisible big hand and floated towards the Flame Mountain.

"Not dead! This is calculating us! What a ruthless heart! How can the same human race have the heart of slaughter!"

"Help me!"

Chi Shan shouted angrily, at the foot of the Flame Mountain, many young and strong people changed color, the Son of Light made an instant move, the Holy Light Fist bloomed with immeasurable light, and a terrifying beam of light burst out, wanting to cut off the invisible devouring power.

Airplanes!

The second shot was Gu Hengyang, an index finger fell at some point, in an instant, a round of blazing sun seemed to rise under the flame mountain, the brilliance was eternal, the terrible finger power pierced the vacuum, almost tearing apart the nothingness, this terrible force made Xiao Yi's eyes also flash a touch of surprise, this is the Hengyang finger, in the hands of Gu Zhenyang at the beginning, and in the hands of Gu Hengyang, the power shown is fundamentally different, this finger is majestic and prosperous, almost no less than the second turn of the book.

Burst!

With a soft sound, even if the Son of Bright Heaven and Gu Hengyang made a move, they could not be saved, almost at the moment when they made a move, the battle soul belonging to Chi Shan was shattered, and the fragments of the war soul were wrapped in blood mist, turning into a streamer, and submerged into the crack of the gray-white bones, and in an instant, a strange fluctuation was derived, and a little spiritual light gradually gave birth to the gray-white skull, like a pale flame, which may be called a flame.

Only the pale flames the size of the little finger pulsed, giving people an eerie and cold feeling, and the smoke of the flame mountain was billowing out, like being placed in a furnace, but at the foot of the mountain, many young and strong people were cold on their backs, and a chill rose from the spine.

"It's really not dead!"

Jian Jiu's eyes were sharp, and a golden ancient sword appeared in his hand at some point, and the rest of the people were also like great enemies, even if it was just a skeleton, it belonged to a saint, not something that ordinary people could covet, if you want to create, you must first have the strength to withstand it.

"Young powerhouses, I am the Taiyin Saint!"

Suddenly, a slightly cold voice sounded in everyone's hearts, although it was weak, but there was a supreme majesty, which made everyone's soul tremble, it was the voice of a saint.

In the distance, on the top of the ancient mountain, even Xiao Yi and the two of them, who are dozens of miles apart, are no exception, Xiao Yi's heart sank, and his eyes showed an extremely solemn look, this is definitely not a good sign, the sin saint who was suppressed by the king of Guyang, if he did not commit a major offense, how could he be suppressed for five thousand years, this is more painful than killing directly, the long life that the saint has, after being suppressed, has become a heavenly knife of years that wears away the spirit.

"Taiyin Sage! That's right, the one who was suppressed by King Guyang in legend was the Taiyin Sage!"

"Taiyin Sage! Adhering to the way of the nine yin, this is the same as the way of the nine yangs of the nine hundred righteous law, it is rumored to be the same as the nine yin and nine yang, can become the avenue of yin and yang!"

At the foot of the Flame Mountain, there was a young strong man with blazing eyes, staring at the gray-white skeleton, although there was a little spiritual flame in the skull, but still did not feel the slightest vitality, but the decaying aura became more and more intense, and a little ice crystal was born in the air within a radius of dozens of miles, and there was an illusion that it had suddenly come to the cold winter of the ninth day from the scorching summer.

"My Taiyin life, not weaker than others, but I was suppressed here, I can't bear to lose what I have learned to future generations, I want to leave a legacy, and those who are destined to get it will inherit my Tao fruit. ”

Another voice sounded in the world of everyone's hearts, at this moment, not only the people at the foot of the Flame Mountain, but also ten miles away, more young and strong people were blazing and restless, and there was a longing gaze in their eyes, the inheritance of the saint is different from the inheritance of the book, it is the accumulation of a saint's cultivation life, not to mention the word Dao Fruit, if the sage has a law, then becoming a king is a kind of Dao fruit, the reason why the Taiyin Sage is called a quasi-king is because he has initially condensed the Dao Fruit, which can be regarded as half a foot into the king realm.

Inheritance of the saints!

For many young generations, whether it is the quasi-royal Dao fruit or the saint inheritance, or even the saint realm, it is a realm that may be difficult for them to reach in their lifetime, not to mention the quasi-royal Dao fruit, even if it is the saint inheritance, with their qualifications and talents, if they can get it, they can be regarded as leisurely, even if they step into reincarnation and transcendent sainthood, there will be a great possibility, as for whether they can become a saint, it depends on personal chance.

At this moment, the breath of many young and strong people in the Quartet became heavy, and some people's eyes were red, even if they knew that the strong people in this place were like clouds, and the chance was slim, but no one gave up, what is chance and creation, that is, it is not measured by cultivation as combat power, if so, the strong can not dominate everything, and the torrent in the world must have a fixed number. (It's late, ask for a recommendation ticket on Monday!) (To be continued......)