In the secret room, Xiang Yang sat still.

But outside the robe, there were green tendons on the bare skin.

On his forehead, beads of sweat the size of soybeans rolled down, and under the dim light, it seemed that the sweat was shining with a trace of blood.

His facial features unconsciously distorted, and his closed eyelids bulged outward by the bulging eyeballs, as if they were about to explode in the next moment.

In the sea of knowledge, the phantom of the bronze ancient sword waved countless times in an instant, and each stroke seemed to cut his soul into two pieces, and the pain was indescribable, as if every inch of skin and every meridian of the whole person had been torn and kneaded.

I don't know how long it took, and a series of colorful and dark lights and shadows flew up from Gu Jianjian's body, swarming towards the depths of the Sea of Knowledge, and entering a chaos.

Xiang Yang woke up from that boundless pain at this time, feeling his surging spiritual power, and was overjoyed.

The thirteenth layer of heaven and earth Furui Ten Thousand Spiritual Formula, the spiritual consciousness has become ten thousand, and it has been completed!

However, this is not the end of the story.

Then, his entire sea of knowledge was flooded with a layer of brilliant golden light, in the golden light, the tortoise shell full of mottled cracks and the colorful stone trembled slightly, in the depths of the sea of knowledge, in the chaos, there seemed to be some changes...

Then it all went up in smoke.

After sitting quietly for a while, Xiang Yang slowly opened his eyes, the originally dark secret room seemed to have a different kind of brilliance, no need to deliberately explore, every corner was clearly engraved in the heart, and the spiritual sense was explored, and the submerged soul wood in front of him was easily penetrated, and the dark pattern behind it was clearly visible.

"I feel that my spiritual power is indeed much more active than before..."

As soon as the palm of his hand was turned over, an extra piece of sawdust the size of a fingernail appeared in the palm, and the spiritual power condensed, and the tide surged.

This time, without the help of sharp words, he directly entered the realm of delusion.

"Sure enough... After my spiritual awakening and transformation into a god, my spiritual strength increased at least tenfold... From this level alone, it should already be inferior to the Supreme..."

Xiang Yang was overjoyed, although the Five Elements Golden Pill had not yet been completed, but with the help of the Chaos Inscription, coupled with the supreme-level divine sense, his combat power had risen by at least a few steps, and now, even against the True Emperor, he should have the power to fight.

"After the instant kill and that magic crossbow are completely repaired, with my current spiritual strength, even the Three Holy Venerables may not be able to withstand it... But this is just my own speculation, if it's really right, I don't know if there is a chance to make a move..."

"If the land of the dead is really where the Yellow Spring is located, this is the best opportunity for my Five Elements Golden Pill to become a great success, as long as I find the gold system treasure again, breaking through the realm is a matter of course!"

"If my calculations are correct, Di Bao should be the true bloodline, even she is extremely taboo about that place, which shows its danger... Fortunately, the Heaven and Earth Furui Ten Thousand Soul Technique has been promoted, and the certainty of refining the Phantom Spirit Ship is much greater..."

In the following days, he was immersed in the soul refining again, and dozens of days later, the half-square submerged soul wood had turned into a black wooden block the size of a thumb, faintly exuding a metallic luster.

......

In Northern Shenzhou, it has been several years since the barbaric war, and now, nearly half of the Shenzhou monks are gathered here.

With the Eight Desolations Supreme in charge, although the offensive of the barbarians was fierce and abnormal, it had not made progress for a long time, but now the sacrificial altars gathered on the front line were several times that of the previous ones, and the number of barbarians was also increasing day by day.

No matter how many casualties there were, in the wilderness behind them, the number of barbarian warriors was still endless, and the battle was fierce and stalemate.

As the monks went back and forth, magic weapons and Yunzhou's unique light shuttled back and forth, and in the realm not far from the front line of the barbarian chaos, even mortals were used to seeing this kind of scene, and they didn't even bother to look up and see more.

Yi Ziyue is a Nine Tribulation Monk of a medium-sized sect in Zhongshenzhou, although in Zhongshenzhou, the Poyuan Sect is now only an existence that is more than enough than the upper than the lower, but back then, it was also a glorious existence.

Ten sides break the yuan, and a sword breaks the sea.

Tens of thousands of years ago, there were two Eight Tribulation True Emperors in the Broken Yuan Sect, among which the Sword Ancestor also survived the catastrophe of building immortals, although he was finally nowhere to be found, but in the records of the Broken Yuan Sect, the Sword Ancestor disappeared after he was promoted to the supreme position.

According to the words of several sect ancestors today, the Broken Yuan Sect has a foundation, and it is not the same as those real broken households.

Therefore, in this barbaric battle, as a Nine Tribulation Monk, Yi Ziyue was actually arranged as a logistical object, running back and forth in the Qitian Mountain Range every day, transporting resources, and it was inevitable that he was a little resentful in his heart.

You must know that although the battle situation on the front line is fierce, there are also many military exploits, and after the Eight Desolation Supreme came, in order to boost morale, he doubled the rewards that can be exchanged for combat exploits, and there are even treasures containing the laws of the Great Dao that can be exchanged, which is a great temptation for Yi Ziyue, who has not yet reached the two tribulations.

"It is said that the hoopoe beheaded a barbarian emperor a few days ago, and also captured a pillar of totem, which has been exchanged for a beast pill of three tribulation immortal beasts... Liu Yu of the Flying Feather Sect was even more proud, directly taught by a true emperor of the Eight Desolation Immortal Sect, and he was about to cross the immortal tribulation in the next few days... That guy Shou Yuan is about the same as me, but he was promoted to the Nine Tribulations more than a hundred years ago, more than 300 years later than me, and now he has come ahead of me..."

On the cloud boat, Yi Ziyue stood with her hands in her hands, and her heart was angry.

Some time ago, the visions of heaven and earth were numerous, and after that, the combat power of the Nine Tribulation Monks increased sharply, and the power of the law technique increased by at least one percent, in the barbarian front, the offensive of the barbarians had been completely suppressed, and the acquisition of battle merits was relatively easy, but seeing that some acquaintances had benefited, but it was not their turn, it was inevitable that there was some unhappiness in my heart.

He sighed, and the cloud boat under his feet also seemed a little weak, and slowly swept forward.

After traveling hundreds of miles, there was a lake in front of him, Yi Ziyue frowned, took out a jade slip and looked at it a few times, his consciousness moved, and Yunzhou paused in the air.

Fang was a little distracted, this direction seemed to be deviated a little, and there should be no lake on the original road.

Identifying the direction, he was about to turn around, when suddenly his consciousness moved, and he looked down.

Not far below the lake, there are scattered wooden houses, and in the fence in front of one of them, a beautiful girl is looking up at him.

For some reason, Yi Ziyue suddenly had a strange consciousness in her heart, this girl seemed to be very important to her...

......

Soon after, the entire barbarian front was stirred by a piece of news.

A Nine Tribulation Monk of the Broken Yuan Sect received a female disciple, who built a foundation in January, refined in January, and turned into a god in January...

Since ancient times, there has never been such a genius in the mountain and sea realm!