Ling Xiangyuan's body was surging, and a punch seemed to have the power of ten thousand jun, as far as the fist reached, the air exploded, and there was a sense of incomparability, and the floating eyelids watching from the side jumped, and he saw the terrible thing about Ling Xiangyuan's fist strength.

Boom!

The huge ice cube two zhang high was hit, and it couldn't withstand Ling Xiangyuan's fist strength and cracked in response, the ice chips splashed everywhere, almost shattering, and the power of his punch was actually more than 8,000 catties, far beyond the eighth heaven of the ordinary martial arts realm.

Ling Xiangyuan retracted his strength and nodded with satisfaction, the strength of the Qiankun Jue was fully revealed, and the eighth heaven of the Martial Disciple Realm could have more than 8,000 catties of huge power, he was happy in his heart, and he was a little closer to the Martial Master Realm.

The fist wind swept up the robes of the two of them, and swallowed his saliva in the air, when he was in the eighth heaven of the martial arts realm, he only had more than four thousand jin of strength, but he didn't expect that the young man in front of him was more than twice as much as him.

He looked at Ling Xiangyuan, who was honest and responsible, and sighed in his heart, this kid's martial arts talent is only higher than those geniuses, even if he is placed in the demon clan known for his physical strength, this kid is also the best among them.

Ling Xiangyuan had just broken through to the eighth heaven of the Martial Disciple Realm, and was immersed in joy, not noticing the movement of floating in the air, he turned to look at the floating sky and said, "Master, has your cultivation recovered?"

Seeing Ling Xiangyuan looking at him, his expression instantly returned to normal, and he nodded and said, "Well, there is a lot of danger here, let's leave quickly!"

Ling Xiangyuan nodded, floating in the air, wearing a robe, and the golden vitality of the lower dantian was running, taking him into the air, and the Buddha crossed the bitter sea martial arts to operate, and flew straight to the depths of the glacier.

Golden lotuses floated in the air and Ling Xiangyuan's feet floated and sank, and a sea of bitterness seemed to emerge in the sky, boundless, and the two flew towards the depths of the glacier, looking for the Poor Strange Monument that entered the Chaos Sand.

In the Qiqi sand, the glaciers are everywhere, the cold wind is howling, and the glaciers are moving rapidly under the two of them, and there is a thick layer of ice everywhere, there are no plants here, and there is no life, a land of ice and snow.

Ling Xiangyuan condescendingly looked at the scenery under his feet, this was his second flight, and his heart was full of curiosity and envy.

Not long after the two of them left, on the iceberg where Ling Xiangyuan and the floating had stayed, a palm-sized golden ball of light flew from a distance, and the light cluster flew as fast as lightning, and with a fierce golden essence aura, it landed on the iceberg where the two of them had stayed.

The ball of light landed on the top of the mountain, stayed for a moment, and then pursued the past in the direction Ling Xiangyuan had left.

In the depths of the glacier, Ling Xiangyuan and the floating sky landed on an iceberg in the very center, and the Poor Wonder Monument was in the middle of the iceberg peak.

The poor strange stele is the same size as the Han Qi stele, the whole body is gray, it is made of special materials, the front is engraved with the image of a fierce beast, and the back is engraved with the ancient characters of the poor strange sand like a ghost painting.

"Poor Qi!"

The fierce beast depicted on the pattern is like a tiger, with wings on its back, and its fur is like a hedgehog.

It was also the first time he had seen the image of this kind of fierce beast in the air, if it weren't for Ling Xiangyuan's own words, how could he have thought that this kind of legendary fierce beast still existed in the Xianwu Continent.

The two of them took a closer look, looked at each other, and at the same time reached out to touch the Poor Strange Monument, preparing to enter the Chaos Sand.

Seeing that the two of them stretched out their hands, the golden light that followed Ling Xiangyuan shot out like lightning, and two golden rays of light one zhang long shot out from the light cluster.

The golden light was like two golden arrows, with a powerful aura, piercing through everything and shooting at the back of the two people's heads, wanting to kill them with one blow.

Ling Xiangyuan was attacked by a sneak attack, he was shocked, he wanted to dodge, but it was too late, the golden arrow was menacing, and the energy contained in it could tear him apart in an instant.

The floating air on the side reacted extremely quickly, the vitality in his lower dantian flowed, his body surface turned golden, his fists swung out, and two huge golden fist seals met the golden arrows.

Zheng!

The sound of gold and iron intersecting, the golden arrow fist marks intersected, and the floating fist marks were just able to resist for a while, and they were shot through by the menacing golden arrows.

Ling Xiangyuan said darkly, the fist seal bought him a little time to dodge, he quickly dodged to the left, and the golden arrow that shot at him slashed above his shoulder.

With a bang, the golden arrow hit the Qiqi Monument and exploded, leaving a deep white mark on the incomparably hard Qiqi Monument.

Ling Xiangyuan was knocked out by the furious energy, he snorted coldly, his shoulder was just scratched by the energy of the golden arrow, a deep wound that could be seen to the bone, a huge pain came, and blood soaked his clothes.

Ling Xiangyuan sighed secretly, if it weren't for the fist mark to stop it, the power of the golden arrow would be far from this, no matter how perverted his physique was, I am afraid that he would have died here.

He came back to his senses and looked into the air, which had already stepped into the air, and fought with the light in the air.

In the light cluster is a palm-sized beast, looking like a kitten, with a pair of white and small wings on its back, the wings are flapping, and the golden light flows around it, and the golden arrows shoot into the air like a rain of golden arrows.

Thundered!

The rain of arrows was mighty, and each golden arrow carried a huge amount of energy, falling from the sky, blasting huge ice pits on the top of the mountain, and flying across the ice.

Ling Xiangyuan was in the rain of arrows, he didn't expect that looking at a very cute little thing, it was so powerful, the arrow rain was falling, and he had nowhere to hide.

Suddenly, a golden light curtain intercepted the golden arrows in the air like a large net, and the golden arrows shot at the light curtain, bursting one after another, and the violent energy raged in the air, but the top of the mountain was not affected in the slightest.

In the center of the light curtain is a thousand-foot-high golden-bodied Buddha, floating in the air and sitting cross-legged in front of the Buddha, like a golden-bodied Arhat, let the waves of energy impact, standing still.

Ling Xiangyuan was rescued by the air, and Qing Xuanzhe said in a deep voice in his body: "Boy, there is actually a golden spirit beast here!"

"Senior, what kind of golden spirit beast?" Ling Xiangyuan had never heard of this creature, he asked.

Qing Xuanzhe said excitedly: "The Golden Spirit Beast is a powerful beast born from the Golden Source, it seems that there may really be a Golden Source in this space, otherwise how could there be a Golden Ring Fruit and a Golden Spirit Beast." ”

Add a little bit of gold source to any weapon, the grade of this weapon can surpass the innate magic weapon and become a divine weapon, and there are only five divine weapons recorded on the Xianwu Continent, which are in the hands of the five major forces in the Xianwu Continent, you can see the rarity of the gold source, and it is no wonder that Qing Xuanzhe is so excited.

Ling Xiangyuan thought to himself, if he could get the golden source, then he didn't have a divine weapon, thinking of this, he couldn't help but smirk.

"Stinky boy, this kind of thing is hard to come by, I'm afraid you'll die before you get it!" Qing Xuanzhe watched Ling Xiangyuan keep smirking, knowing that Ling Xiangyuan was daydreaming, he scolded coldly.

Ling Xiangyuan woke up in an instant, a huge pain came from his right arm, and he immediately used the Nirvana Sutra to repair his injuries.

High in the air, the palm-sized golden spirit beast was surrounded by the aura of golden essence, its wings were constantly waving, and bursts of golden arrows rained into the air.

The rain of arrows was intensive, with a violent golden energy, and it hit like a storm, threatening to destroy the world.

Floating in the air, a golden Buddha behind him emitted a golden light, illuminating the sky, his body and skin are like gold casting, his face is dignified, with a sad breath, like an Arhat coming to the world, purifying all beings.

Rumble......

The rain of arrows hit all around him, exploding in an instant, the golden essence energy roared like a wave, floating in the air and sitting in it, in the golden energy waves, like a rock, it stood still, the strength of both was in the realm of the Martial King, and it was difficult to distinguish between the superior and the inferior for a while.

Ling Xiangyuan sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain, the cold wind was howling all around, the sound of fighting kept coming from above his head, he was immersed in his mind, a Bodhi tree appeared behind him, and a golden lotus bloomed on his shoulder, and there was a tingling sensation on his shoulder, flesh and blood began to grow, and the wound gradually sutured.

Nirvana Sutra is the supreme heart of Buddhism, the mystery and uniqueness lies in the ability to repair, the small can repair the wounded muscles and bones, the big one can live and die human flesh and bones, this ability to defy the sky, really makes Qing Xuanzhe sigh.

Floating in the air and fighting with the golden spirit beast, a burst of Zen came from below, with his martial king's perception, he naturally felt it, the Nirvana Sutra was undoubtedly against the sky, but he hated that he failed to pass the test of the Sutra, and now he regretted giving the Sutra to Ling Xiangyuan.

Qing Xuanzhe was observing the golden spirit beast on the side, the golden spirit beast was born from the golden source, the talent is strong, and it was a martial king realm cultivator as soon as it was born, this golden spirit beast is the size of a palm, it is obviously a young beast, and it has not been long since it was born.

Moreover, the golden spirit beast's attack technique is single, and it can't break through the floating defense, and it won't be long before it will be defeated.

"Whew!" It didn't take long for Ling Xiangyuan to open his eyes and exhale a breath of turbidity, under the powerful repair power of the Nirvana Sutra, his injuries had recovered, and the wound on his shoulder had disappeared and was as intact as ever.

He stood up and watched the battle in the sky, he wanted to go up to help the levitation, but his cultivation was too low to play any role at all, so he could only secretly cheer for the levitation below.

The golden spirit beast is as cute as a kitten, with a fierce aura in its big crystal eyes, compared to the two, it is extremely abrupt, but its strength should not be underestimated.

Its wings waved, and bursts of arrows shot out, but compared to the few bursts of arrows just now, it was much weaker, after all, it was young, and there was not much pure gold energy in its body.

Floating in the air also seized this opportunity to counterattack, and the vitality in his dantian gushed out, dazzling like a small sun, and he swung out with a palm and hit the golden spirit beast.

Floating in the air with a palm, the Buddha behind him also followed the palm, the huge Buddha palm on the Yuan Qi turned, a sea of stars appeared in the palm, as if there was a universe in the palm, and then slowly circulated, the momentum was huge, and there was nothing to look at.

"Ground-level top-grade martial arts!Qiankun Buddha's hand!" Qing Xuanzhe's slightly surprised voice came from Ling Xiangyuan's body and said.