Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Secret in the Pile of Gems

The boundary range of Yanzhu is at least fifty zhang, while the boundary of Qinghai wing is thirty zhang.

The size of the realm and the degree of solidity can all reflect the degree of this person's degree in the realm master realm, of course, the bigger the better, and the more stable it is, the higher the cultivation.

Only Yi Shaocheng's realm is only ten zhang, and it looks very thin.

Yan Zhu looked at it and laughed, she didn't look at Yi Shaocheng, and said contemptuously: "Qinghai Yi, aren't you a fellow practitioner of witchcraft and martial arts? Why, if you only use this martial arts realm, why don't you use the witchcraft illusion realm? Is it that even if the two reach such a height at the same time, you find that you can't fuse at all, and you can't transform freely? Just like that, you think you can beat me?"

After a pause, regardless of Qinghai Yi's ugly face after being poked in the secret, Yan Zhu looked at Yi Shaocheng playfully: "What can I do if I want to kill you, just move my fingers, how strong do you think you are? Mole ants are mole ants, even if I am promoted to the realm master realm, it will be easy for me to kill you." Haha~"

That's really ugly!

But Yanzhu's laughter unconsciously subdued a little.

Because, neither Yi Shaocheng nor Qinghai Yi saw it, when Yan Zhu's eyes swept over the four people here, his eyes met Shen Fei behind Yi Shaocheng, revealing a trace of jealousy.

Shen Fei looked at Yanzhu like this from beginning to end.

Although he did not exert the power of the realm, he was an out-and-out realm lord powerhouse before, and at this time, he also swallowed the immortal stone like everyone else, I don't know what the real cultivation is, but it is not difficult to see from Yan Zhu's vigilant gaze that Shen Fei is very strong.

"Don't talk nonsense, if you want to do it, come here, when I'm afraid you won't succeed?" Yi Shaocheng sighed.

If you can't beat it, try it to find out!

At that moment, he rushed out with a gun, and the power of the realm was stimulated, and the momentum was unstoppable.

Yan Zhu's eyes flashed with a smile, and the smile gradually turned cold, and suddenly he raised his hand and waved, and suddenly the Fire Lotus Realm swept madly......

Bang!

An explosion suddenly exploded, and before anyone could react, a circle of fierce air blew the sand and stones all over the world.

As soon as this momentum came out, the boundaries of Yi Shaocheng, Yan Zhu, and Qinghai Yi were blown away one after another, and everyone hurriedly protected themselves and retreated.

"What's that!" Shen Fei stepped back abruptly and looked ahead, his face shocked.

Everyone immediately looked back, only to see that where the original giant sword was inserted, all kinds of colorful gems were broken through from the inside by a force, and scattered everywhere with an uproar.

Then, a fan-like cyan palm stretched out from it.

The green-skinned giant, like a loose madman, suddenly stood up.

That's right, the trunk of the tree, which seemed to stand up suddenly, suddenly bounced straight from the ground.

This giant was more than a zhang tall, more burly than the body of the Great Heavenly Thunder Venerable in Yi Shaocheng's heyday, dressed in a broken ancient battle armor, with blue skin and criss-crossing scars.

In his chest, a huge golden sword in the shape of a slender triangle was inserted.

If you look closely, it is not difficult to find that the appearance of this huge golden sword is exactly the same as the giant sword that is wrapped around countless war ghost skeletons!

"How...... What's going on......"

The dragon shooters were trembling.

In the face of such a behemoth, and the natural evil qi and coercion, even if they swallowed the immortal stone, these marksmen finally trembled like weak chickens, this posture is like a group of fierce hyenas, when they suddenly encounter a male lion, the surrender posture is no different.

It's not just them, the others, who just behave a little more decently.

At this moment, the green-skinned giant raised his head, revealing a pair of eyes that had no black eyes but only white eyes.

These eyes.

It's unforgettable.

The giant moved slightly, pulled out the golden sword on his chest in pain, held it in his hand, and looked at everyone with a fierce and hideous face.

But, at this moment, everyone is looking at him.

Looking at his chest, to be exact.

There, there was a white mist, and a small cyan spearhead was suspended in it, looming.

"It's a martial spirit!"

Shen Fei lost his voice, his eyes staring tightly, and his face was extremely excited.

"Martial Soul!"

Everyone reacted.

That's right, this is the martial spirit, this is what everyone has been coveting and trying to seize when they come to the ancient tomb of the gods. It is the emperor of the Han Dynasty, and he wants to win the treasure with all his might.

The preciousness of the martial soul is unimaginable!

For martial cultivators, cultivation is from 369 to martial arts masters, and only then can they be regarded as the king realm and the realm master realm who have entered the hall. When the realm master realm enters the peak and is complete, all kinds of opportunities come naturally, and only then can he advance to the realm of gods and men. This process is unimaginably complicated and difficult, and those geniuses often fall into it in the process of cultivation.

Mortals can be killed!

God and man are indestructible!

These eight words show the gap between the realm of gods and men and the realm lord. In other words, the realm master realm is a mortal after all, and after a hundred years, he will turn into dry bones and dust, while the lifespan of a god is much longer.

Two hundred years of gods, three hundred years of gods, and even thousands of years of gods. The realm of gods and men is measured by the standard of 100 years old.

Although the gods and men have vast magical powers, and anyone can become a strong person in the world, not everyone will cultivate a "martial soul", and only if they really have a martial soul, can they become ten thousand enemies and become a strong person in the world. Even if you face the enemy's special formations and Qimen Dunjia on the battlefield, you can still play with ease.

And the martial soul is the essence of the comprehension of the gods.

If you get it, you can not only strengthen yourself, but also comprehend the true meaning of it, even if an ordinary realm master realm powerhouse has obtained a martial soul, as long as you comprehend one percent of the essence, you can also become the most rebellious existence in the same level.

That's why...... At this moment, Shen Fei's eyes suddenly lit up.

But...... Is he the only one?

In the face of such a powerful green-skinned giant, after a brief panic in the audience, everyone present immediately jumped up to try.

Moreover, the power of this martial soul is exactly the same as the power that was blessed on those war ghosts just now. In this way, all doubts are solved.

Because this giant man was sealed by this special sword, the sword absorbed his power and nourished a war ghost with a martial soul aura. Only martial spirits can turn these weak skeletons into difficult war ghosts, which can make everyone feel more difficult to fight.

"Do it!"

Qinghai Yi's eyes lit up, and he moved, and in an instant, a snow-white frozen path spread along the ground, rushing towards the green-skinned giant. The frozen path was a hundred feet in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, it was three feet away from the green-skinned giant.

"Be careful!" said Duo Jiao too late.

A fiery aura followed from behind the Qinghai Wing.

Qinghai Yi's complexion changed, and he hurriedly twisted his body to avoid it, but he was immediately overtaken.

The red figure was in front of Qinghai Wing, Yan Zhu was proud of his face, and he was held high by the fire lotus, looking at Qinghai Wing.

"The martial soul is mine, you are not qualified. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the red flames condensed by Yuanyang rushed towards Qinghai Yi, and Qinghai Yi was forced to retreat.

Because the giant was extremely powerful, Yi Shaocheng hurriedly pressed Duojiao and asked her not to participate, while he and Shen Fei also flew out.

It was too late, it was too fast, Yan Zhu was the first to reach out and grab the martial soul on the chest of the green-skinned giant, but at this moment, the green-skinned giant suddenly snorted.

"Hmph. ”

The behemoth writhed its somewhat paralyzed body, making a random noise, and an unrivaled force burst from its chest.

Bang!

The colorful light suddenly shone on everyone's pupils.

Qinghai Yi and Yi Shaocheng and the others, who were far away, were also forced to stop by this light! Although they hadn't fought yet, they obviously felt that the power in their bodies was suppressed, if the Yuanyang Pure Power and Witchcraft in their bodies were usually like fish swimming in the water, they were extremely sensitive and could do whatever they wanted, but now this little fish was like being thrown onto the bank of the river in the cold of winter, and it quickly froze.

The crowd looked terrified.

And Yanzhu, who rushed the fastest, flew out like an arrow from the string. Suddenly, my heart was stuffy, my blood was surging, and I lost my mind in a flash.

"Protect Your Highness. ”

At the critical moment, the dragon shooter on that side immediately went out. Those masters who had swallowed stones and reached the upper strength of the King Realm came to Yan Zhu at the same time, and caught him with a push of their hands.

But as soon as their hands touched Yanzhu, they felt like they had been struck by lightning, and they flew upside down with Yanzhu.