Xianbang

It took three days for Guo Yi to recover from the injuries on his body.

The sea of ​​bones was gloomy, and there was no light. Guo Yi stretched his legs, which were a little numb, and stood up slowly. He glanced at Princess Xufeng and found that her body was covered with a layer of transparent eggshell. Wrapped in a light film, one after another bright tattoos shuttled through the skin. It is obvious that her recovery speed is not as fast as Guo Yi's.

"What a suspicious woman, she actually guarded me." Guo Yi shook his head with a smile, and planned to leave. You must know that he touched the whole body of the princess Xufeng, as if he was going to bite her important position.

With the character of His Royal Highness, Guo Yi will definitely not be let go, even if he doesn't cramp and peel, he must be taught a lesson.

If you don't leave at this time, can't you wait to be beaten?

However, Guo Yi stopped suddenly, and saw a faint light flashing under the sea of ​​bones, as if with a holy light.

Curiosity arose in my heart, how could there be a holy light in this place where corpse and blood are mixed?

Glancing at Princess Xufeng, who still hadn't woken up, Guo Yi planned to go deep down to find out what happened, maybe he could get something unexpected.

Along the cracks in the bones, all the way down, I don't know how long I walked, the bottom became more and more humid, and the blood and corpses became thicker and thicker. If Guo Yi hadn't used the sanctuary to resist, maybe they would have been corroded into Pus.

"Ding dong!"

Guo Yi faintly heard the sound of water droplets, to be precise, it was the blood dripping from the bones.

The closer this group of blue holy light was, Guo Yi could even feel the surge of holy power rushing towards his body.

"The holy medicine of ancient times, the life grass of dead corpses."

I saw a fragment of a one-meter-high stone tablet floating on the turbid bloody water, and a transparent nine-leaf clover like a droplet was growing on it.

The Dead Corpse Life Grass is a holy medicine that belongs to the holy principle of water, and it is also one of the rarest holy medicines. It will only mature after growing for 9000 million years in a place of extreme death.

I don't know how many years this sea of ​​bones has been deposited. Under these thousands of white bones, it has long been transformed into a place of darkness and death. The water of corpses and blood are mixed with each other. I don't know how many years it took to conceive this pearl of holy medicine.

Just now when the holy medicine matured, it erupted with dazzling holy light, that's why Guo Yi noticed it, otherwise Guo Yi would miss the treasure.

"It's really God's help. If you take this bead of dead corpse life grass, you can break through to the third realm of saints. If you can use this to comprehend the No. 13 sword formula of Burying Heaven, then you will be considered as one of the "Holy List". Pluto, Wan Haoxue and the others above also have the power to fight."

Guo Yi forcibly suppressed the joy in his heart, sacrificed the Heaven Burying Sword, and slashed at the life grass of the dead body, wanting to cut through the stone tablet under the holy medicine together, so as not to damage the root of the holy medicine and let the medicine lose its power.

"call out!"

A bone knife cut out through the water, and directly hit the Burying Heaven Sword, blocking the sword body.

The power of this knife is very strong, comparable to a super strong man in the third realm of a saint, a full blow, shaking Guo Yi's arm numb.

This change made Guo Yi slightly startled. Could it be that there are living creatures living in this place of extreme death, guarding the holy medicine?

"boom!"

I saw a white bone Shura wearing tattered brocade clothes rushing out of the filthy blood that could corrode the flesh and blood of a saint. The bones on this skeleton were like divine jade, transparent and bright, and the clothes on his body were unknown. The material cannot be completely corroded even by blood.

The eyes of a pair of withered bones burst out with a star-like light, and five bones-like fingers grabbed the life grass of the dead body on the stone tablet.

How could Guo Yi allow it to fulfill his wish, and directly sacrificed the Wuwang Buddha Lamp, a drop of true Buddha's blood flew out, fell into the purple holy fire source, and burned up.

The Ancient Yin-Yang Well was opened accordingly, and the last Taishangxianxianfish flew out and rushed into the source of the holy fire.

"boom!"

A phantom of a true Buddha emerged, and a power comparable to the fourth realm of a saint emerged, and he slapped it out with a palm, immediately sending that dead bone flying, breaking countless white bones, and disappearing in the In the depths of the bone pile, I don't know if it fell apart.

This phantom of the real Buddha needs to rely on a huge vitality, and this one in the ancient well of Yin-Yang is already the last one. After using it, it will be difficult for Guo Yi to use the power of the phantom of the real Buddha.

But if you can pick the holy medicine and break through the realm, even if you lose the vitality of a Supreme Devouring Immortal Fish, it is not a loss.

To be on the safe side this time, Guo Yi plunged into the bloody water with his own hands, intending to lift up the stele under the life grass of the dead body, but when he tried hard, he found that this broken stele was actually heavier than a star. More importantly, when the blood on it rolled down, Guo Yi vaguely saw that there seemed to be some special words on it.

"This..." Guo Yi couldn't be more astonished, the ancient inscription on it was exactly the same as the funeral tablet.

Could it be that this is also a broken monument?

When Guo Yi's hand touched the remnant stele, the Zantian Sword suddenly flew back, the door on the sword body opened automatically, and the remnant stele that was originally sitting on the buried sky's bloody sea also shook quickly , causing the entire sea of ​​blood to bury the sky to be choppy, with big waves rolling over.

A certain connection was naturally formed between the two remnants of the stele, and the cracks on it began to flow out a dazzling brilliance.

Guo Yi's heart trembled wildly, and he quickly pressed his hands on the two remnants of the stele, and began to run the "Holy Burial Art" in his body, hoping that this would have a certain effect.

His guess was correct, the two remnants of the stele were small pieces of the "Sacred Burial Monument", and the only way to combine the two remnants of the stele into one was to use the "Sacred Art of Burying the Sky" as a bridge.

These two remnants of monuments are ten thousand feet high, like two huge mountains, and their weight is even heavier than a star. The two remnants of steles were pulled by Guo Yi, and they all flew up slowly.

One of them flew out of the sea of ​​blood, and the other flew out from the bottom of the sea of ​​bones.

Guo Yi's whole body was shining with light, and when he put his hands together, the cracks of the two ruined monuments overlapped immediately. The cracks were dazzling, and became thinner and thinner, and finally disappeared completely, turning into a whole piece.

After putting together the two remnants of the stele, Guo Yi found that he and the remnant stele had a feeling of flesh and blood connection, which was exactly the same as the sword of the funeral sword.

"Could it be that the tendons in my body are connected to the tendons on the ruined stele because the two pieces of the stele were put together just now?" Guo Yi guessed in his heart.

"boom!"

Just as Guo Yi put together the two remnants of the stele, the skeleton that was blown into the depths of the bone by the phantom of the real Buddha rushed over with a bone knife.

Its bones are so hard that even the palm of the real Buddha's phantom can't completely shatter it.

The eyes of a pair of skeletons were full of blood-colored brilliance, and they cut through the sky with one knife, smashing countless white bones around them.

Guo Yi held the huge remnant stele in his hand, and smashed it down like a big mountain.

"Crack!"

Just smashing this hard skeleton into pieces, the bones on his body fell to the ground, and even the bone knife in his hand was broken into several pieces.

Guo Yi looked at the remnant monument in his hand in surprise, the power was too great, even the phantom of the real Buddha could not break the skeleton, but this remnant monument did, its destructive power It is too frightening, absolutely surpassing the emperor soldiers.

The skeleton also showed a humanized expression, with a look of surprise, holding half of the body, it fled towards the bottom of the sea of ​​bones.

"Where to escape, let's see the young master show his supernatural power."

Guo Yi is now able to control such a murderous aura as the funeral monument, and he just wants to practice his skills, so he will let him escape.

The remnant stele fell again, hitting the top of its head, shattering its skull and spine immediately, turning it into bone scum all over the ground.

Guo Yi took back the remnant stele, full of pride in his heart, even if he meets someone above the "Holy List", he is not afraid at all, if you want to fight, then fight!

The life grass of the dead body was still rooted on the burial stele. Guo Yi pulled it up carefully without damaging a single root. The nine leaves, which were like transparent liquid, turned into nine drops and fell into it. into Guo Yi's mouth.

There are endless holy principles of water bred in it, and the medicinal power is stronger than that of Tianwanghua.

Guo Yi has now comprehended the Holy Rule of Gold and the Holy Rule of Wood, both of which have reached the Dzogchen. Now that he has added the Holy Rule of Water, his cultivation base has steadily improved, growing at a doubled rate.

The endless water sages were like streams, coming towards Guo Yi, and soon the third sage source was condensed in his mind.

It took two full days for Guo Yi to completely absorb the medicinal power of the dead body's Life Grass, and his cultivation had increased countless times, reaching the Dzogchen, the third realm of a saint, in one fell swoop.

After reaching this realm, Guo Yi felt that his whole body was full of strength, even if he met the characters on the "Holy List", he could fight head-on with them.

The only regret is that the No. 13 Jianjue of Zangtian has not been comprehended, and the Zangtian Sword is still at the level of a holy weapon.But now that there is a ruined stele, it is almost indestructible, even if it is Godless Soldiers, Guo Yi has the confidence to smash it down.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a slender hand flew down from above, slender, soft and dangerous, and pinched towards Guo Yi's neck.

Guo Yi's heart skipped a beat, he knew that during the period when he was refining the dead body's life grass, Princess Xufeng had already healed his injuries, and he was about to operate.

Guo Yi sacrificed the remnant stele, and smashed the slender hand transformed by pure power.Then, spread out the wings of the peacock, broke through the thick bones, and fled towards the sky.

Although Guo Yi's current cultivation base and realm have improved countless times, he is still far from a quasi-emperor like Princess Xufeng. This woman is so frivolous by Guo Yi that she has not lost her virginity. If she falls into her hands , there must be more fierce than rare.

If you don't escape at this time, when will you wait!

"If you want to escape, can you escape from my palm?"

Princess Xufeng is wearing a blood-colored long veil, she is gorgeous, standing on a keel above the sea of ​​bones, the turbulent wind messed up her long hair, but her cold eyes can't be messed up, looking at the blood moon Guo Yi, who was swinging the peacock's wings, showed a smile that turned all living beings on the corner of his mouth, and slowly stretched out his slender fingers like jade, and grabbed them from the air.