The First Immortal of the Heavens

The sacred palace is much larger than the one seen when walking on the bones of the saints.

People are near, like ants.

The Holy Palace is as big as Taixu Palace, and Taixu Palace is a group of palaces.

The holy palace is hundreds of meters high, and upwards, it seems to be submerged in nothingness.

I don’t know what material the Holy Palace was made of. It gives people the feeling of a saint, as if the saint is staring at them, through the shocking pressure.

This is not shocking either.

What was shocking was that there were chains around this holy palace, and the other end of the chains was immersed in nothingness.

Standing in front of the Sacred Palace, one can vaguely see that in the emptiness, there seems to be a very large figure, pulling the chain, as if it is a kind of space shuttle, but under the Sacred Palace, although you can't see what it is, But it is certain that it is by no means as simple as the Holy Bone and Holy Blood, only a slight light can be seen diffuse out, and then the Holy Palace is bound here.

Furthermore, the cultivation environment here can be described as incredible.

Even a sage such as Jia Tianxiong can't help but sigh: "I only need three to five years to cultivate in these places, and I can step into the realm of Shanglingxiao Consummation and become a top sage."

The saint is so, not to mention the others.

As soon as Demon Sword reacted the fastest, he did not hesitate to let go of everything, and sat down on the sidelines to practice.

He himself is at the third level of the Open Heaven Realm, and his growth rate has been abnormally fast. However, seeing Zhang Yang spend most of his time tossing, and occasionally practice, he actually ran to the ninth level of the Open Heaven realm, which hit him too hard and must catch up. .

This is the invisible competition, and it is also the easiest for people to grow rapidly.

Hu Xiaofeng was not idle either, sitting down, cultivating, he wanted to rush into the immeasurable realm.

The short-term practice of other people is meaningless, even if it is publicity.

After achieving Dao Zhenyuan, he has tried it, and the effect of Ling Sacred Stone on him is no longer great.

What he needs is a fairy stone.

The fairy stone means that the resources of the vast world can be replenished to him.

Zhang Yang, Bing Yuyan, and the top three saints stepped into the holy palace.

Upon entering the Holy Palace, there is a feeling of being washed by water, and the whole person becomes extremely refreshed and happy, as if even the heart is washed.

Even the blatant golden sacred body was slightly agitated, and the mysterious blood was also slightly turbulent.

Look at the Holy Palace again.

It is a more shocking picture.

The Sacred Palace is not huge, it is simply a whole new world.

The sun, moon and stars hung high in the sky, and they had the illusion of stepping into the universe. There were stars rotating everywhere.

It doesn't matter what the palace looks like.

The earth is full of vicissitudes.

In this unique world, there are eighteen pillars, carved with ancient patterns, and they seem to be submerged in that universe.

The feeling of the pillars is even more terrifying, each of them is like an invincible saint, filled with mystery and mystery, blending with each other, making the eighteen pillars have mist in the middle.

In the hazy fog, there is a... fairy coffin!

The breath exuding from that coffin was already far more than that of the holy treasure.

There is a corpse lying in the fairy coffin, even after death, it feels like it can crush the world.

This is a fairy corpse.

There are eighteen stone piers around the fairy coffin, and each one corresponds to a pillar, showing the appearance of surrounding. On the stone pier sits eighteen immeasurables, all in retreat, and four of them are even attacking the saints. level.

"Is this the powerful background of the Taixu Dynasty?" Bing Yuyan exclaimed, "This is clearly the creation of saints in batches, even if they are only the saints of the early stage of the Upper High Realm, it is enough to create 20 or 30 saints. The holy place of the Great Dynasty is willing to bow down."

Zhang Yang was also shocked.

With the help of fairy corpses, fairy coffins, and mysterious holy palaces, to forcibly shape saints.

The key is that Sacred Bone Road is forcibly allowing Xiao Wuliang to complete the heart of asking martial arts.

And outside the holy palace, help the small and the immeasurable impact.

Inside the palace, there is a boundless impact on the saint.

This is a complete assembly line-like process of creating a saint.

It was a miracle.

You must know that each martial art realm has its own unique mystery, function, and meaning. This method of completely breaking the law of martial art can not shock people.

Zhang Yang even understood a little bit that the so-called Taixu Dynasty had a 10,000-year plan.

He didn't know if this place was completely settled in the last few hundred years, but the argument of a 10,000-year plan is totally worthy of it.

Zhang Yang was about to step into it, and suddenly there was a tremor in the void.

Then, a touch of fairy light emerged.

The fairy gourd reappears.

Everyone was surprised.

This fairy gourd also seemed mysterious.

Fairy Gourd circled around them, and then Zhang Yang felt his blood boil, and the world of blood appeared, and a palace in the broken heaven seemed to be affected, and it trembled slightly.

Whoosh!

Xian Hu suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Yang as if feeling something.

At that moment, Bing Yuyan held the Ice Soul Sacred Sword, and the top three saints almost shot.

"It's okay."

Zhang Yang stopped, and he stretched out a finger and gently tapped it on the fairy gourd.

The tip of the finger touched the fairy gourd.

A broken palace in his bloodline world trembled violently, and a gleam of light permeated from the "Xiao" palace, which sank into the palace, and then a ray of light shot out from the broken palace immediately, through the open fingers. Sharp, submerged in the fairy gourd.

The fairy gourd was prosperous and directly enveloped the publicity.

Then, Zhang Yang had a strong sense of familiarity. He actually gave birth to the experience of the past and present in the burial of Xianyuan. At that time, he seemed to be a deity immortal and was all killed. The most amazing thing is that the immortals are in the same place. In the battle of extinction, he seemed to be transformed into thousands of immortals alone.

Having had this kind of experience, so he was very sure that he felt the same this time.

This puzzled him.

Is it possible that the master of the fairy gourd is a certain immortal who participated in that battle?

Zhang Yang stared at the fairy gourd.

Xian Hu slowly became looming, allowing him to vaguely see the dim picture inside.

There are many things that are completely incomprehensible to Zhang Yang, which seems to be some kind of magic of immortality.

However, there is one thing he can see.

There seems to be a weak spirit in the fairy gourd.

Completely instinctive, Zhang Yang felt that this weak spirit seemed to be related to the corpse in the fairy coffin.

Look at the fairy corpse, how sad it is to be used to make the Taixu Dynasty.

Looking at the fairy gourd, it is possible to break free of Jin Xunxian's bondage, and even smash Jin Xunxian severely once.

Could it be that this fairy gourd is the natal artifact of the fairy corpse?

He pondered for a long time, and took the initiative to boil the blood stimulus wildly. A large amount of blood gas permeated through the pores of his body, and his brain poured into the fairy gourd.

The fairy gourd instantly shone brightly, and the spirit inside seemed to tremble slightly, and then the fairy gourd spit out a sword light like a fairy sword.

boom!

Jian Guang directly blasted into a pillar.

Ever since, the eighteen pillars trembled fiercely, and what followed was the collapse of the entire universe, and even the beginning of a full-scale collapse.

As for the surroundings of the fairy coffin, there are eighteen immeasurable statues from the Taixu Dynasty, including four of them that are impacting the level of saints. At the moment of change, they are affected by some mysterious power, directly turned into powder, and scattered with the wind. .

The fairy coffin trembled.

The corpse seemed to open his eyes.

The entire cosmic world was collapsing, and there was the sound of the chains rattling, and there was a deep roar from the huge figure at the end of the chains.

Xian Hu also swiftly condensed all the light and hit the fairy coffin directly.

Click!

The fairy gourd shattered.

On the top of the fairy coffin, strands of fairy patterns are intertwined to form a gossip pattern, and a strand of spirit in the fairy gourd enters the gossip pattern and submerged into the fairy corpse.

The immortal corpse was silent, and there was no sign of recovery.

However, there is a fairy sound that carries the spirit of washing, washing the mind, and the mystery of washing the body, and even makes the blood veins seem to be washed, and the magical effect of washing the blood veins into the ears of Zhang Yang.

"Waiting forever, finally waiting for you!"