As the center of Wang Qiong's royal domain, there are many warriors coming and going outside the ancient city, and a big sun hangs high in the sky over the entire city, but when the sunlight is shrouded, it seems to be filtered by the fluctuating void above the ancient city, which makes people feel that the sunlight is not dazzling.

At this moment, Qingyang Huan's eyes had already taken in the continuous mountains and wilderness of the entire Wanqiong King City, and the feeling of peace of mind penetrated more and more into the depths of his soul.

"Let's go!"

Said to the Holy Yan Heavenly Maiden, "Let's enter the city and find a stone gate to rest first, on the way from the dead realm, I have some feelings, and I need to sort it out again!"

"Well, me too, it seems that I have traveled millions of miles and stepped on barren mountains and rivers!"

The Holy Face Heavenly Maiden raised her beautiful eyes and said with a smile, there was no killing opportunity coming, she once again resumed her fluttering appearance, wearing a white skirt robe, and there was a faint purple divine light flowing on the skirt robe.

"Your law of thunder is about to derive the Dao Rail!"

Looking at the holy face smiling back, Qing Yanghuan subconsciously moved, he could feel that the delicate body in front of him contained a terrifying killing power.

The thunder method cultivated by Sheng Yan is one of the positive thunder of heaven and earth, and cultivating to the extreme can lead to the coming of the Nine Heavens Destruction Divine Thunder, compared to the positive thunder, there is also a yin thunder between heaven and earth, which is more cold and destructive than the positive thunder.

The two of them took the stupid bear nine generations, and soon entered the Wanqiong King City, and the entire royal city was a radius of thousands of miles.

The stone towers are connected, towering into the sky, in addition to the stone towers stand up, as far as the eye can see, the ancient trees are shady, the stones are densely covered, and each stone exudes a simple atmosphere.

Half a day later, the two of them appeared in a stone garden with a radius of three hundred zhang, in the garden the spiritual pond treasure medicine Turui, the small beast hidden in the herbs, the faint essence permeated in the void, a peaceful and comfortable picture.

"It is worthy of Wanqiong King City, this small garden alone is not comparable to our Yaoshan Mountain, treasure medicine, spiritual spring, formation, and magic have created this retreat and precipitation place. ”

The beautiful eyes were withdrawn from the garden, and the eyes of the Holy Yan Heavenly Maiden showed a touch of satisfaction, although the heaven and earth essence contained in the garden was nothing to them, but for cultivators, being in a place where the essence was relatively strong, the natural mood would also be transparent.

"Little thing, where are you going. ”、

As for Zi'er, she had already shown a hint of naughtiness and grabbed the little beast in the treasure medicine bush, and Qing Yanghuan didn't care about the little things that were still in the juvenile stage.

"Very strong!" his eyes turned to the Holy Lady with a serious look in his eyes.

"Yes, it's very strong, along the way, I felt more than a dozen obscure breaths. The Holy Face Heavenly Maiden responded, "I guess someone among them should have seen through Zi'er's true body. ”

"This is the center of the Wanqiong Royal Domain, connecting the royal domains, although it is said that the king is considered a young generation on the road, but no one can guarantee the appearance of some old monsters who have been silent for thousands of years, take advantage of the king road to find a little opportunity to create, for those warriors who have been silent for hundreds of thousands of years, our opportunity is to seal the king road, and their opportunity is us. ”

As he spoke, Qing Yanghuan's eyes looked towards the outside of the stone garden, and after entering Wanqiong King City, he also noticed some vague aura with vicissitudes, which showed that those people had been silent for at least hundreds of years.

Even he didn't dare to guarantee that he didn't sense the breath, if some martial artists were like him, their will entered reincarnation, and the ancient bronze gate was projected in the spiritual world, then it was impossible to peek at them.

And Zi'er, who broke the bloodline ban for the second time, the breath on its body became more and more unable to hide, first of all, the pair of jade-like jade horns on its head, the purer the dragon blood in the dragon clan, the more brilliant and clear the dragon horns will be. 、

As soon as he thought of this, a touch of complexity appeared in Qingyang Huan's eyes, and in the seemingly calm Wanqiong King City, I don't know how many eyes were staring at him secretly.

After that, he stretched out his finger and scraped it on the little nose of the Holy Yan Heavenly Maiden, and said loudly: "Consolidate your cultivation first, and then don't be afraid of anything, I'll take you over." ”

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Sitting in the stone house, Qingyang Huan's spiritual will filled his body, and a thick black and white aura circulated in his body, constantly swimming from his limbs and hundreds of remains.

The True Life Realm and the True One Death Realm were broken by him in one fell swoop, and now for these two realms, in his opinion, it should be called the Life and Death Realm to be the most suitable artistic conception, and the incarnation outside the body and the flesh and blood derivation are called the Incarnation Realm, and the entire True One Realm is enough to merge into the Triple Heavens.

I have to say that the wisdom of the ancients, in order to allow the martial artist to better analyze the cultivation, the cultivation realm that could have been threefold was split into five steps.

It's a pity that I met him with such an alternative, and the split five steps were recombined into a triple to cultivate, and in one fell swoop it can break through the realm of life and death, of course, for a martial artist who can reach the pinnacle of the true one, it doesn't matter how many times the realm is divided, it's important to trace back to the roots.

When he first derived the two qi of life and death, it already represented that the realm of life and death went hand in hand, and with so many subsequent conquests and the interweaving of the qi of life and death, he had truly stepped into the realm of true oneness and self-sufficiency.

Moving all the way from the dead realm and stepping on millions of miles of mountains and rivers, he has a new understanding of this realm, precipitation!

That's right, for the precipitation of oneself, for the precipitation of flesh and blood of the body, for the precipitation of spiritual perception, for the precipitation of the law of war, for the precipitation of the road of martial arts.

It's like the blood wine buried in the ground in the tribe, which has become more mellow and thick after years of suffering.

Buzz!

The life and death qi circulating in the body has long been entangled with each other, there is death in life, life in death, and this breath is brought into every inch of flesh and blood in the body, at the end of the flesh and blood, the crystal blood cells are deep, full of black and white breath.

In the dark, it was as if his entire body had fallen into a kind of fugue, and he felt that his soul was incomparably transparent, and some difficult doubts in the past began to be solved.

At this moment, in the stone house next to her, the Holy Lady felt the purple light coming from the stone wall, and her heart began to calm down.

Qingyang Huan's cultivation is too fast!

This speed makes her a little unable to catch up, and now it seems that she has also entered the realm of true death, but there is too much difference between the realm of death and the true one, and even if they are in the same realm, the accumulation of different martial artists will be different.

After staring blankly at the purple light coming through the wall for a long time, she reacted, and purple snakes also floated on her body, turning into thunder and covering her body, and quickly wrapped her body.

The whole stone garden fell into a kind of silence, of course, outside the stone garden, a bear was lying down, the bear paw kept pulling out the treasure medicine in the garden, even ignoring the dirt it carried, and stuffed it into its mouth.

This appearance made Xiao Zi'er angry, jumped on its body, and kept scratching him with its little paws, but Xiong Jiudai didn't care about the rough skin and thick flesh at all, and was still gobbling up the treasure medicine.

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Three days later, in the silent stone house, Qing Yanghuan opened his eyes, the purple light on his body flashed, and his eyes showed a touch of enlightenment.

Up to now, he is in the realm of true self-solipsism, and the life and death derived from his body have already been completed with merits, and he has completely stepped into the threshold of true self-onlyness.

The next thing is to create a small world, between the real king and the world, but unfortunately this seems to be only one step away, but it is like an ocean-like gap.

Don't say that in the eyes of the real king, even in the eyes of those old guys who have been silent for hundreds of thousands of years, he is still an ant, and he is also true and self-serving, some people are indeed true self-serving, and some people can only be cannon fodder.

This is the gap in the accumulation of heritage, a strong person in the realm of true oneness who has accumulated to the limit, representing the roundness of the Tao and the roundness of the spiritual will.

In the next step, it is necessary to build the prototype of the small world, open the reincarnation of martial arts, and truly embark on the road to becoming a king.

I have to say that there is a misunderstanding here, many warriors think that they have built a small world, and the will to step into reincarnation is the half-king, but in fact, the real half-king refers to combat power.

Even if there is no prototype of a small world and no reincarnation of will, but the combat power still breaks through the boundaries of the true one, and it can still be called a half-king.

Of course, this situation is very rare, and many martial artists have accumulated to the limit in the realm of self-only and begin to try to build a prototype of a small world, or derive the reincarnation of will, and the combat power will usher in a big explosion.

This reflects the strength and weakness of the talent between the warriors, some warriors do not build a small world, and the combat power is unparalleled, and some warriors only have strong combat power after they begin to build the prototype of the small world.

Soon, Qing Yanghuan, who opened his eyes, closed his eyes again, and this time there was a thunderous roar from his body that had been silent for three days, and every time he spit out, the sound of wind and thunder rolled up, like a reckless bone beast breathing.

After three days of silence, he clarified some things, and now that he has the purple gold battle body as the foundation of his body, there is naturally no need to say much about the consolidation of his heritage.

The silence in the dead city made 10,000 ancient Dao patterns precipitate in his body, and all of these patterns were imprinted into the flesh and blood of the Heavenly Vein Battle Bones.

in the world of the mind.

He derived a martial will, sat cross-legged, and behind the will body, an ancient fierce god form was surrounded, and the old and simple aura permeated out.

Kui Niu, Ying Long, Vermilion Bird, Holy Ape, Jiufeng, Jianwei...... An ancient murderous shadow roared again and again.

This martial arts mind body stood up, and a divine golden spear manifested in his hand, and the terrifying power erupted in the war spear, and each blow would echo with a god form behind him.

"Kui Niu lying in the air!" "Dragon Travels for Nine Days!" ......

Each spear technique seems to be wide open and closed, but it exudes a natural taste.