Chapter 927: A Pool of Golden Light

"So in this half a year, you still strengthen and enhance the strength of your physical body, and maybe you can use the advantages of your physical body to climb one or two щww.. lā”

Yu Qianqiu's words did not give Qin Yichen any face. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He didn't mean to belittle Qin Yichen, on the contrary, his expectations were very high.

However, after all, Qin Yichen's realm is too low, and it is the imperial realm.

"A ladder or two?"

In this regard, Qin Yichen also smiled awkwardly, although he was confident, but he was not blindly arrogant, the ladder built by several great saints of the human race, how could any ordinary person be able to climb it?!

"Your physical body can already be compared to a supreme-level powerhouse, during this time, you must take ** one step further, otherwise, you don't want to participate in the Heavenly Ladder. ”

Hearing this, Qin Yichen couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, his physical body had only been tempered in the Taihao Holy Lake, and now before the realm was improved, he had reached a bottleneck state, and it was so difficult to improve it in a short period of time!

"That...... Holy Lord, this seems to be a bit difficult. ”

Qin Yichen laughed dryly and replied honestly.

"As long as you can hold on, it's not difficult. ”

Yu Qianqiu suddenly turned his head, and on his indifferent face, Qin Yichen seemed to see a smile, and this smile made him shudder involuntarily in his heart.

While the two were talking, Yu Qianqiu's speed gradually slowed down, Qin Yichen looked up, only to see a huge mountain peak appear in front of him, and Yu Qianqiu took him to the top of the mountain and flew away.

When approaching this mountain peak, Qin Yichen seemed to feel that he had penetrated a layer of something like an enchantment, and then he felt a depressing aura enveloping him, making him feel that his body was a little heavier.

"What is this place?"

A look of surprise flashed in Qin Yichen's eyes, and he raised his head and asked.

Yu Qianqiu didn't answer, his figure fell directly on the top of the mountain, and then stopped, Qin Yichen hurriedly followed, only to see that on the top of the mountain, there was a huge depression and huge pit.

"Buzz ......"

The area of the huge crater was extremely large, and above it, it was covered by heavy clouds and mist, and faintly, you could see the golden light flickering, and the feeling of oppression made the air appear a kind of distorted turmoil.

"This feeling ......"

Qin Yichen's body trembled, staring closely at the huge pit like a pool on the top of the mountain, from which he seemed to feel a sense of déjà vu.

"Don't use the true element. ”

Just as Qin Yichen was about to drive Zhenyuan to help his body and resist that oppressive force, Yu Qianqiu's faint voice sounded again, making him stop moving.

Then, with a wave of Yu Qianqiu's sleeve robe, the clouds and mist above the giant pit seemed to be lifted by an invisible giant hand, revealing its face.

"This ...... Is this all alchemy?"

Looking at the pool of golden liquid below, Qin Yichen's pupils shrank suddenly.

These liquids seemed to be the same as the hundred alchemy light he had absorbed at a depth of thirty zhang in the Taihao Sacred Lake, but the feeling of oppression that came from it was a little different.

"Hehe, it seems that you still don't know why there is a Taihao Holy Lake......

Yu Qianqiu smiled lightly, a touch of pride flashed on his face, and said, "This is the trophy of an ancestor of our Taihao Holy Land!"

"Spoils?"

Hearing this, Qin Yichen's eyes narrowed slightly, could it be that he got it back from that place?

Moreover, it belongs to the spoils of war......

Qin Yichen's gaze couldn't help but look down from this peak, only to find that the mountain peaks below him were opening up continuously, as if they were a huge body.

"Could it be the corpse of the Jiuli tribe?!"

A solemn look flashed in Qin Yichen's eyes.

On the continent, there are various races that are far more powerful than the human race, even with the protection of the Holy Heavenly Mansion, there are still many foreign races who want to enter this only remaining territory, because, in the eyes of many foreign races, the human race is like a panacea, if it is eaten raw, it will be of great benefit to it!

It is said that as long as it is an adult Jiuli tribe, the flesh is far beyond the strong people of the human race, and the strong people in the Jiuli tribe have the ability to easily turn over the mountains and seas!

Could it be that this is the corpse of a strong man of the Jiuli tribe?

And Taihao Holy Lake, could it be that it was conceived by the essence blood of this corpse?

"In the next few months, this is the place where you cultivate. ”

The creepy smile on Yu Qianqiu's face seemed to be a little richer, and he pointed to the giant pool below with golden light, and his words made Qin Yichen's scalp tingle suddenly.

If you jump, you will have to peel off your skin if you don't die!

"Bang!"

Just when Qin Yichen was hesitating whether to jump in, Yu Qianqiu suddenly stretched out his foot and kicked him down.

"Holy Lord, you ......"

Qin Yichen's face was filled with disbelief, and immediately after, he was engulfed by the golden light of the hundred alchemies.

And at the moment when he was engulfed, the expression on Yu Qianqiu's face suddenly became solemn, his eyes shimmered, staring at the golden light, as if he could come to the rescue at any time.

Qin Yichen who fell into the hundred alchemy golden light was no different from falling into the sea of fire and the mountain of swords.

At that moment, I don't know how many wisps of alchemy light penetrated into his pores and penetrated into his body, and the feeling was like thousands of steel needles inserted into his body, and the pain went to the depths of his soul.

Qin Yichen didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately sat cross-legged and transported the supreme hegemon.

Faintly, a pattern appeared on his body, red and white.

Crimson is the spirit of the sun.

Silver-white is the moon spirit.

The two complemented each other, converging into a picture, appearing on Qin Yichen's body, frantically absorbing the hundred alchemy golden lights that poured in.

Obviously, this pattern has gradually taken shape, which also proves that Qin Yichen's supreme hegemonic body is close to being small.

However, even so, his body still trembled.

The wisps of alchemy light like hair, shuttling through his flesh and blood, are like a thousand holes pierced by blood, and go around the bones, as if there are 10,000 sharp blades, scraping on his bones, this kind of pain, pen and ink are indescribable.

Even if Qin Yichen had already had such an experience once, he was still in pain and almost fainted at this time.

He felt that the density of the hundred alchemy golden light here was at least a hundred times that of the Taihao Sacred Lake, or even higher!

He didn't blame Yu Qianqiu for kicking him down, on the contrary, if he couldn't even hold on here, why would he talk about climbing the ladder?!

There is no doubt that the pressure on the ladder is definitely excessive.