Volume 3 Counting the Nine Leaping Dragons Chapter 274 Weishan Holy Sepulchre

As soon as the half-step power made a move, the gestures were full of Dao Yun, and at this realm, the perception of the Great Dao was beyond the comprehension of ordinary monks, and every blow could have a strange divine power, which was difficult to guess.

This is Jiang Yu's first time facing a half-step powerful powerhouse, and he is far from qualified to fight against him, he feels a huge crisis, and he feels that the pressure is as heavy as a mountain before he makes a move.

His aura soared, and the group of heavenly tricks urged with all his might, and his body image was like a cloud of green smoke swept towards the half-step power, and a drop of golden liquid beads on the foundation platform, the divine energy continued to spew, and it was about to be completely activated by him at any time.

Everyone was so shocked that Jiang Yu's actions exceeded everyone's expectations, he was not afraid of death, he killed half a step like a moth to a fire, and he would only let himself die faster.

"It's a pity that an immortal genius is going to die today. ”

"If he comes from the Ancestral Holy Land, who would dare to act so unscrupulously, no matter how bad his achievements are in the future, he will be able to reign on one side. ”

Many people can't help but sigh, not long ago, these people were coveting the group of heavenly tricks, and now it is impossible to grab more than half a step of power, and strange emotions are born in their hearts.

"Dare to shoot at Uncle Shi, you really don't know whether you are alive or dead. ”

Han Yang was sarcastic on the side, he knew that Jiang Yu would not live long, the means of half-step power were unfathomable, and Jiang Yu's doing so would only speed up the pace of his death.

"It's a bit of courage to do it, but it's a pity that you're on the wrong track. A complicated look flashed in the half-step mighty eyes, which seemed to be pity, but he shot ruthlessly, and a pair of big hands outlined thousands of Shinto chains, pressing towards the figure.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and Jiang Yu, who was running at great speed, suddenly became very slow, as if he was blocked by a huge pressure, and he wanted to run the Immortal Dao Nine Seals Secret Technique in horror, but the Yuan Qi in his body was not flowing smoothly, and it was difficult to unleash it.

The half-step power is also too terrifying, not only can it imprison the space, but even the vitality of the monk has been affected, until this moment, Jiang Yu found out how big the gap is with the powerhouse of this realm, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a moat.

The terrifying big hand reached directly towards Jiang Yu's neck, wanting to choke his fate, Jiang Yu's pupils shrank sharply, and at this moment, his figure disappeared mysteriously, and Ren Banbu's powerful divine sense spread to the entire Yanshan, and his whereabouts were not found.

"What kind of secret technique is this?" At this moment, Gu Jing Wubo's half-step power surged in his heart.

The monks who were watching were also stunned, just a little bit of Jiang Yu could not escape the doom, but they didn't expect to disappear mysteriously at a critical moment, this is really too weird, people can't believe what they saw, like a water moon mirror flower.

"Brush"

Suddenly, the half-step powerful figure disappeared in place and teleported into the distance, and someone found his trace not long after, and couldn't help but shout: "Look, Jiang Yu has escaped there!"

Just a few miles away, Jiang Yu's figure was revealed in embarrassment, he stepped on the Heavenly Technique, and fled into the distance like a bolt of lightning, and the half-step power chased closely behind him.

"It's worthy of the extreme speed of the group, and it is difficult to catch up with even a half-step power in an instant. ”

But anyone who has heard Jiang Yu's name knows that he has a group of heavenly tricks in his cultivation, which is a secret technique that is the fastest in the world, and the combination of nine tricks is enough to be called a one-step pseudo-immortal scripture.

Everyone chased after them all the way, but their speed was too slow compared to Jiang Yu and Half-Step Great Power, and after dozens of breaths, they completely lost the trace of the two of them.

"This monk named Jiang Yu, if he can get out of the hands of a half-step powerhouse today, he will definitely be famous all over the world. ”

"It's so surprising, no wonder you dare to be so powerful in half a step, and the group of heavenly recipes is worthy of one of the most legendary ancient scriptures in the primeval period. ”

Many people sighed, but everyone knew that Jiang Yu must be more than lucky, he himself suffered heavy losses, plus the half-step power could directly teleport in the void, and he couldn't get rid of it even if he fled to the ends of the earth.

"It's a pity, if a generation of Tianjiao grows up, who knows where it will go in the end?"

"Who let him not take refuge in a sect like the Ancestral Holy Land, otherwise, no matter how bold the Gou Xuanzong is, he will not dare to be greedy. ”

This kind of situation makes people sigh, the road to the growth of casual cultivation is too difficult, once you get the earth-shattering secret technique, although it is not the enemy of the world, but it is not far behind, no matter how amazing and strong you are, it is definitely not the opponent of those old antiques.

Everything that happened in Yanshan soon spread like wings to many large cities in the north, and it was not long before almost all the monks learned of the incident.

And all the secrets about Jiang Yu have gradually surfaced under the mutual confirmation of many monks, and some people have revealed a shocking secret, Jiang Yu is likely to come from the Jiang family in the Eastern Wilderness, and it is the chaotic body that suffered as a child.

"No, I've heard the gossip from the Moon Worship Pavilion that the monk's constitution seems to be hidden. ”

What kind of physique is that, there are almost no historical records in ancient times, which makes many people a little dazed, at least one thing is certain, Yanshan's battle hidden body Jiang Yu initially revealed the miracle of this physique, which can make the body disappear from the world for a short time.

This is simply a desperate miraculous method, the duel between the monks is often a battle of life and death, if you can escape into the void at the time of life and death, it will be able to reverse life and death, who else can be in the same realm?

However, some people think that the sequelae of this kind of secret are too great, Jiang Yu almost lost his strength after using it once, I am afraid that he will not last too long, and I am afraid that it will not be long before he will be caught up by half-step power.

"I seem to have heard that this monk once worshipped a sect called Bouldering Academy, where there was a living saint!"

Someone suddenly said a secret, which immediately caused everyone's hearts to shake, what does it mean to be a living saint, in the case of no holy miracles in the world, it is the most powerful combat power, even the ancestral holy land does not dare to offend easily.

It was the news from the monk who had entered the Xuanjing Mirror to practice, and it caused a shock in the sub-realm at that time, and then the holy relic left the Middle Realm through the ancient teleportation array and never appeared again.

It has to be said that it is a great pity that the saint did not appear in the main realm, although it briefly caused a shock in the hearts of many monks, but after a while, no one paid attention to it anymore.

After several days of extremely fast running, Jiang Yu almost died of exhaustion, and the other two drops of golden liquid beads that jumped on the foundation platform were also activated by him, otherwise his divine power would have been exhausted long ago, and he would not be able to support him to escape for so long.

The half-step power is like a maggot on the tarsal bone, even if Jiang Yu's comprehension of the group heavenly recipe is not what it used to be, and the speed is much faster than before, but the vitality in the body of the half-step power is endless, and the teleportation pursuit for a few days can't consume much at all, and the situation is very unfavorable to him.

Weishan, in the north is an inconspicuous place, according to legend, there was a saint in ancient times, known as the micro saint, established a Taoist temple here, leaving a flourishing inheritance.

It is a pity that no one in the descendants has appeared, gradually showing a declining trend, and was destroyed by a hostile sect one day, and then dissipated in the long river of history, causing countless people to sigh, and it has become more and more desolate here, in this life, it can only be called a historic site, although occasionally someone comes to pay tribute, it will no longer be a prosperous scene in ancient times.

Jiang Yu's figure appeared here in embarrassment, he was so tired, this period of running for his life made his whole body lose a lot of weight, and the injuries on his body were also deteriorating, especially the terrible wound in the chest and abdomen, which almost spread to the vital organs, making him suffer from severe pain all the time, and he was almost about to fall on the way.

For more than half a month, he has not stopped day and night, traveling tens of thousands of miles away, which will definitely shock everyone's jaws if he says it, but the half-step power is not far behind him, and those eyes are cold as if they are going to devour his soul, so that he does not dare to relax for a moment.

In the early years, those monks who came here to worship the micro saint occasionally repaired it, so that this place did not fall into decay so quickly, and there is still a residual charm of the ancient period.

Jiang Yu dodged into it, this Taoist temple was cold and cold, and occasionally a cool breeze blew over, and an old breath like ancient times came to him, making him shudder.

A low fence is in front of you, and there are several pines and cypresses in the garden, nearly 100 zhang high, and several people hug them to that size, stretching vigorously and vigorously to the sky, covering the sky and the sun, and the sunlight cannot shine in at all, making it even more gloomy at night.

"How many years have this been? Jiang Yu sighed, inexplicable compassion in his heart, there were saints here in the past, but after all, they were no match for the ruthlessness of the years, and they turned into a handful of loess and completely slept here, only these ancient trees, although they have not opened their spiritual wisdom, but they are still lush and full of vitality.

He pushed open an old wooden door, and with a crunching sound, the door turned into powder in an instant, and what greeted him was a cemetery, with only a lonely grave in it, speechless and desolate, and a tombstone that was almost worn out and flattened was engraved with several ancient characters, indicating the identity of the tomb owner.

The Holy Sepulchre of Weishan!

It stands to reason that the bones of the saint are absolutely priceless, and its bones can be refined into holy soldiers, and its blood can cleanse the soul of the monk, and it is very likely to obtain the great understanding of the saint's avenue, and the bones should have been stolen by someone with a heart a long time ago.

Jiang Yu opened his eyes and penetrated the ground directly through the loess, as he expected, there were no bones of the saint in it, not even a coffin, this was an empty tomb, just used by later generations to pay tribute to the ancestors.

"Little brute, can't you run, can you?" came a half-step mighty and gloomy laugh from outside.

Even for a powerhouse of his level, he was a little tired after more than ten days of day and night, and he thought that he would be able to take down this Dragon Leap Monk in less than an hour, but he didn't expect it to take so long, far beyond his expectations.

Now, everything should be settled, Jiang Yu has no way to retreat, and this is his final destination.

"You are very good at picking a place, this is a place where saints return to the ruins, and being buried here can be regarded as a blessing from your tenth generation. He didn't care, and gradually walked towards Jiang Yu, the cold killing aura penetrated the void, shaking the leaves and falling, and the world was silent.