Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 1802 Cleanse your body, a real strong man! (seeking subscription)

The earth is vast, and the heavens are turbid.

Su Qinian was walking on the ancient land where the arena of gods and demons was located. He had some doubts whether this place once belonged to the ancient heaven, or maybe it was a truncated fragment of the heaven.

Here, all supernatural powers are suppressed. Even the current him can't get rid of the gravity of the earth, and he can't even fly into the air.

Su Qinian came to the foot of the first sacred mountain.

In this stick of incense, he walked slowly, carefully observing the scenery and landforms here. He can be sure that the soil quality here is [-]-[-]% similar to the corner of Tianjie he approached at the beginning. Those vicissitudes of ancient trees are also different The grass and tree elves in the vast starry sky have a kind of surging vitality and masculinity, and they have the same graceful temperament as those descendants of gods.

More importantly, Su Qinian has tried to make a move. The vegetation, bamboo and stone here are stronger than the iron. You must know that in this arena, although all supernatural powers are suppressed, the essence of his power has not changed. , but even a tree root hugged by one person cannot be cut off with one blow. It is conceivable that if these plant spirits here are placed in the vast starry sky, most of them will become rare treasures that all races are jealous of.

Rumble!
The nine majestic sacred mountains are all located on the dark ground of the magic light, and they have an aura of sinking and depravity, especially standing at the foot of the mountains. There are many phantoms, there are majestic phantoms, one after another, standing on the vast ancient land, overlooking him, all kinds of demons and gods, visions, emerge one after another, but there are sweet springs gushing from the ground, golden lotus everywhere, there is rain from the sky, the sound of Taoism magnificent.

The more magical, the more sacred.

"Light!"

Su Qinian exhaled, his whole body burst into immeasurable light, and his bright heart was like an eternal divine sun, shining on the court of God, suppressing the soul, and dispelling all abnormalities.

Especially after condensing the heart of the Xuanhuang Dao, the first ray of light, the first kind of Dao that he had comprehended when he conceived and established the Dao, became more and more condensed, and the majestic, vast, and masculine aura became more and more condensed. Invincible, pure to an extreme state.

The phantom was shattered and the illusion was annihilated. Su Qinian looked calm and stepped on the mountain path of the first arena of gods and demons.

The pure yang and harmony of the celestial world is spotless and spotless, even more pure than the edge of the celestial world he set foot in at the beginning. This is just one step, from the devil to the god, Su Qinian is not polite, he absorbs this sacred mountain The vast and pure celestial qi is used to nourish the primitive battle blood and purify the body of pure yang.

With the continuous evolution of life levels, Su Qinian also has a deeper understanding of this heavenly clean energy. In the later generations of the earth, there is also a theory of species evolution. Even the same species is constantly evolving higher intelligence, and the body is constantly changing, and has a stronger tolerance to climate change.

Especially after the [-]st century, with the leap in productivity, the improvement of material life, the change of diet, and the reproduction of human beings, one generation is stronger than the next. In terms of the most basic height, the same age generally has Taller and more muscular than the previous generation.

This is the invisible transformation of the essence of life.

The clear air of the heavens is exactly such a substance. It is suitable for the survival of higher-level creatures. For ordinary practitioners today, it is almost a great poison, but for the holy and above powerhouses, it can be called poisonous. It is the supreme medicine that enhances the essence of life and strengthens the foundation, and will make their physique closer to the creatures of the heavens.

But the innate body of pure yang is different. As the years passed, Su Qinian felt more and more that the state of pure yang was extraordinary. Even the pure qi of the heavens became a firewood for nourishment and refinement. The same is true for the metamorphosed primitive battle blood. The clear qi of the heavens is more like a high-level accumulation, which is constantly swallowed by the pure yang body and the primitive battle blood, transforming towards a higher level.

The sacred mountain is magnificent, not inferior to the forty-nine Tianshan Mountains in the Holy King Mountain Range, and even more vast and vast. Su Qinian is not in a hurry. That thought did not limit the time of the gladiatorial fight. He walked on the mountain road surrounded by golden Shenxi , Continuously absorbing the clear air from the heavens, the invisible clear air entered his body, and his body was filled with a layer of glazed golden flames that seemed to be substantial.

The scriptures of the indestructible body roared in the heavens of the physical body, and the indestructible body runes belonging to the fourth level of the great orifice of the divine storehouse did not increase again, but the [-] indestructible body runes of the three-level orifice of the divine storehouse that were opened before The runes, washed away by the fresh air of the heavens, become more pure and solid. Together with the triple-opened orifices of the gods, gradually, they all seem to have three rounds of heavenly gods sinking into them, yang and burning. The hot breath was almost overflowing.

Shepherd Star, on the barren prairie.

Millions of powerhouses of various races stared intently at the vast land above the sky, and it was clearly showing the scene of Su Qinian stepping on the mountain road of the gods.

Many people couldn't help sighing that the fact that this young war king of the human race was able to reach this stage at this age was not just a mere chance. Watching the scene of him climbing the mountain, he clearly used the invisible power there to temper himself. Not letting go of the slightest bit of good luck, this in itself is a rare quality of a strong man.

Fate by chance, those who set foot on the road of practice, few have never obtained it, but the fortune is big or small, so the real strong never believe in any heaven-defying good fortune, because the strong man who is truly remembered by history is by no means What can be piled up by pure chance.

Obviously, at this moment, Su Qinian has been recognized by all races, even if it is hostile creatures of many other races. A real strong man.

Standing in the gray snowstorm, the Jiuqu Pluto looked indifferent, watching the scene reflected in the arena of gods and demons, how could the good fortune in the arena of gods and demons be aimed at the young Suotian war king alone.

The sacred mountain is so majestic, it took Su Qinian a full day and a night to walk.

Compared with being expelled after staying on the edge of the heaven for a short time, this time it can be said that he has gained a lot. In the last half an hour, he quickened his pace, because he absorbed the clean energy of the heavens, and with the body of the heavens and the innate pure yang The power has also been saturated.

He climbed to the top of the mountain, which is vast and sacred, and the golden sun is swimming like a big dragon. The top of the mountain seems to have been sliced ​​flat by a heavenly knife. It is as smooth as a mirror, crystal clear as glass, and glows with a pale golden light , nothing, but wider than the stars.

Su Qinian's eyes fell on a young man in black robe standing on the edge of the cliff at the corner of the mountain. Hissing sounded from time to time. If you look carefully, it is clearly seven snakes as thin as hair. Those ghostly eyes flicker in the forest of hair.

Beside the young man in black, leaning on a dark halberd, the body of the halberd is densely covered with subtle and mysterious runes, as if a dark dragon is sleeping, breathing out the ghostly breath.

Su Qinian didn't speak, but just watched the black-robed young man calmly, until after half a cup of tea, the black-robed young man took a breath, turned around, his cold eyes had no pupils, but faintly reflected an ancient and quiet line. black river.

"I am You Ming!" the black-robed youth said with a serious tone, "You are stronger than you think."

"The Nether King." Su Qinian said calmly.

He has also heard about the sixteen holy kings who were put on the stele when the final dust settled in the holy king mountain range. This holy king of the nether world is one of them. Transformed from a congenital ghost fetus, the ghost body was born naturally, and was adopted as a adopted son by the emperor of the underworld, taught by precepts and deeds. It can be said that his starting point is high enough to surpass the entire younger generation of the underworld.

At the same time, at the moment when he stepped into the first arena of gods and demons, a thought came to Su Qinian's mind again, his expression remained unchanged, and he said, "You can choose."

"it is good."

This son of the netherworld, the young Holy King of the Hades, took a deep breath. This is the right given to the challenger by the arena of gods and demons. were briefly imprisoned.

This is not a pure rivalry of the same generation. In the arena of gods and demons, there are eight people from four clans, and each of them carries different things on their backs, in order to completely bury this one here.

"I choose spiritual killing!" The next moment, the Son of Nether said in a deep voice.

A strange look appeared in Su Qinian's eyes, and then he shook his head lightly: "I suggest you change it, I would like to see other methods of the Mingzu, Moment of Youth is not what I want, a young holy king like you should be in the extreme Fell in all its splendor."

Then, the Son of Nether raised his eyebrows and firmly refused. This was after careful consideration. No one would want to compete with this young Suotian Warlord, at least he would not, no matter if it was a soul race, a ghost race, or He, the Ming clan, has always been proficient in spiritual killing, and this is also his greatest chance of winning.

hum!
And as the son of the Nether nods his head, an invisible mighty force sweeps across the arena of gods and demons on the top of the mountain, Su Qinian suddenly feels his energy go silent, even the heavens in his physical body can no longer control his spirit, energy and spirit One body, the battle spirit was forcibly separated and reappeared in the divine court.

On the edge of the cliff, the same was true for the son of the Nether. After his energy had subsided, his cold eyes gradually became blazing, and the sound of the rushing river could be faintly heard, accompanied by a cold and deep breath. This sacred arena filled the air.

Then, from the center of his eyebrows, a dark figure walked out, stretched out his hand, and the black halberd leaning on the ground trembled, within the body of the halberd, the soldier's soul emerged, and the black halberd soul entered his hand, an immortal breath, accompanied by An unspeakable coldness, as if to freeze all souls, attacked Su Qinian silently. (Please subscribe, thank you for your subscription and reward! The group can already be added.)
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