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[Chapter 1198]: See the icon

Sage is a noble title in the Shenwu Continent.

Throughout the ages, attaining sanctification means enlightenment, which means that your way is recognized by the heavens and can be given to heaven and earth.

Such a lofty status can be embraced by non-idle people.

The realm of warriors is divided into the Yuan realm, the phase realm, the respect realm, the holy realm, the ancestral realm, and the emperor realm.

Ranked in the Yuan Realm, he can master the strong Yuan Force.

Rank in the phase realm, control the Yuan Force with the help of the power of the law, and go to the next level.

Ranked in the honorable realm, abandon the power of the yuan to cultivate the immortal power, and the thousand-year-old yuan can stay in the world for a long time.

These three realms are still essentially cultivating on the way.

Only by cultivating the Tao to perfection can one become a saint for a lifetime.

In other words, the saint is the one who has cultivated the Tao to perfection.

The so-called Tao is perfect, as powerful as the sky!

A drop of Holy Blood truly contains the "Tao".

It is not known which of the three thousand avenues is the Dao of the Non-Night Saint Venerable.

But the power of the Tao to perfection is by no means something that any junior under the saint can compete with.

Even if Fang Zhi was the same Fang family as the Non-Night Saint Venerable, at this time, he felt that this drop of blue and red, layered holy blood in front of him was like an ancient divine beast.

Like the Ancient Desolate Beast and the Ancient Beast, it gives people the feeling of extreme danger.

But this drop of holy blood in front of him was the breath of an ancient divine beast.

It is imbued with the majesty of noble blood, it has no murderous intent, but it can awaken the fear that comes from your personality.

It took this drop of holy blood to condense sixty percent of the meagrely.

Fang Zhi had no choice but to put on his robe again, the five-clawed purple gold divine dragon robe was worn on his body, and a hazy five-clawed purple gold divine dragon hovered in front of Fang Zhi's body, resisting the power of the holy blood.

At this moment, Fang Zhi felt that the heavy mountain that was pressing on his heart had finally disappeared and ceased to exist.

But as the Holy Blood condensed more and more, faster and faster.

When a drop of Holy Blood is condensed to eighty percent.

The feeling of depression that had faded before once again swept over Fang Zhi's heart.

The phantom of the five-clawed purple gold divine dragon robe could hardly resist the power and deterrence of the holy blood.

As a last resort, Fang Zhi could only use the Yuan Force Barrier to resist the power and deterrence of the Holy Blood.

An hour later.

A drop of holy blood was finally condensed, and a monstrous blue and red divine flower was intertwined in the divine pool.

The green and red Shenhua form two matches, blending with each other as one.

The mighty ancient holy power rippled and permeated, making people's hearts can't help but feel panic and fear.

Fang Zhi's flesh and blood were not under his control, and he kept jumping, even though his divine soul was guarded by the Heavenly Spirit Immortal Tree, he still emitted a strong fear.

Wait until many Shenhua are restrained together.

A drop of blue and red, layered and about the size of a fingernail, was condensed.

This drop of holy blood floated on the Blue Water Divine Pool.

After Shenhua was restrained into the Holy Blood, the powerful aura emitted by the Holy Blood disappeared.

In the end, the holy blood floated quietly above the Qingshui Divine Pool, and there was no longer half a point of holy power.

Many holy powers are restrained by the holy blood!

Fang Zhi breathed a sigh of relief at this time, wiped a handful of sweat from his forehead, and gently hooked his big hand towards the holy blood.

This drop of holy blood immediately flew lightly in front of Fang Zhi's body.

Fang Zhi's fingertips poured out several Yuan Force, turning into Yuan Force inscriptions, enveloping the Holy Blood, wrapping it around and sealing it.

The Holy Blood did not resist.

Otherwise, with the powerful energy contained in the holy blood, only a wisp of resistance is needed, not to mention the simple forbidden array inscription set by Fang Zhi, even Fang Zhi's own deity can be killed in an instant!

Fang Zhi put the seal of the holy blood into the storage bag, and stood up at this time and looked at the Qingshui Divine Pool, secretly frightened.

The pure soul power in the Qingshui Divine Pool had been devoured by him, and there was not much left.

There is still a lot of blood and qi power in this Qingshui Divine Pool, and it seems that this posture can still condense a drop of holy blood again.

Fang Zhi couldn't help but feel excited.

The essence and blood of a saint is an immortal treasure.

If you can get one more drop, it is comparable to getting a holy treasure.

As soon as he thought of this, Fang Zhi simply spent another three days condensing the remaining blood essence of the Qingshui Divine Pool with a drop of holy blood!

The second drop of Holy Blood was condensed.

At this time, the Qingshui Divine Pond no longer has any color, and the "green" water, which was originally clear and exuding strong vitality, has turned into white water at this time.

The endless essence contained in the water was all swept away by Fang Zhi.

At this time, Fang Zhi walked out of the Qingshui Divine Pool with satisfaction.

If the Qingshui Divine Pool wants to restore the majestic essence comparable to the previous one, I am afraid it will take a hundred years.

Walking out of the barrier of the Divine Pool, Fang Zhi's Red Sky Eagle Wings appeared behind him, and immediately turned into a blue gold divine light that swept straight across the sky, and this time he took out a drop of holy blood from the storage bag.

The Holy Blood was placed in front of him and opened the way himself.

After the Holy Blood appeared, these thousands of zhang Dao trees seemed to sense something, and many forbidden formations were melted at this time like winter snow encountering fire.

Fang Zhi went all the way unimpeded, sweeping the sky.

This made Fang Zhi's mood very pleasant, and he remembered the powerful rejection he had suffered when he had logged in to the Non-Night Saint Venerable Dao Tree before, which still made him remember it vividly.

Fang Zhi spent nearly a few dozen breaths, swept through the clouds, and arrived at the top of the Dao Tree of the Non-Night Saint Venerable, only to find that there was a hole in the sky at the top.

When Fang Zhi saw the top of the Dao Tree, he was secretly amazed in his heart.

The Non-Night Saint Venerable is worthy of a generation of Tianjiao.

His Dao Tree alone made Fang Zhi admire.

At the top of this tree is a plain of trees.

The length of the plain was eight hundred zhang, and its breadth was five hundred zhang.

The Tree Realm Plain is a flat road formed by the interweaving of the trunks of countless trees.

In the center of the Tree Realm Plain stands a statue of Shizhang.

On either side of the statue are ten treasure chests.

Each chest is square, three feet tall, long, and wide.

Directly in front of the statue is a white futon.

The statue stood here, and Fang Zhi finally got a glimpse of the demeanor of the Non-Night Saint Venerable.

The appearance of the Non-Night Saint Venerable is quite handsome, his edges and corners are soft, his eyes are bright, and he has the feeling of a weak scholar.

But the Night Saint Venerable was holding an ancient phoenix knife six zhang long and one wide.

On the body of this phoenix sword, there are two divine phoenixes, and a bloodthirsty aura comes out from the ancient phoenix sword.

Fang Zhi looked at the Non-Night Saint Venerable, and three points of inexplicable emotions welled up in his heart.

This person has great ambitions, and he regards saving the common people as his duty, and he has attained great power.

Fang Zhi stepped forward and approached the futon, his posture was straight, he hugged his fists and bowed his body, and said solemnly: "The descendants of unfilial piety have come to the tomb of the Holy Venerable to seek the Tao, if there is any disturbance, look at the Holy Venerable Haihan!"

Even though Fang Zhi is extremely greedy for many treasures, he will do his best to fulfill many etiquette duties, and he will never be frivolous and seek wealth.

After all, the heavy wealth left by the deceased for the descendants is definitely worthy of the etiquette of the younger generations.

A fresh breeze blows.

After Fang Zhi bowed three times in a row, he folded his hands and recited a passage of death, and then bowed three times before turning his gaze to the ten treasure chests placed in front of the statue of the Non-Night Saint Venerable.