The Legend of Immortal Court

Chapter 486 Allow me to practice for a while and break through the realm of the Yang God [Third watch! 】

Under the attention of thousands of people.

For the first time, Su Ting didn't take these eyes to heart.

His mind sank into his body.

In his yin spirit, a little yang energy has already been born.

Although there is only a little yang energy, it is the seed of yang fire, which is endless. Although it is included in the yin god, it cannot be destroyed by the yin god.

He finally seized this opportunity, took it out of the shackles, and gave birth to a little Yanghuo.

"This divine armor...is really amazing."

Su Ting stretched out his hands to cover his chest, and felt breath after breath, oppressing all parts of his body through the armor, arousing the strain of his physical body, inspiring the counterattack of his own magic power, and causing his yin spirit to change extremely violently.

This is the biggest help to take this half step.

And this boost came from the palm of the white-robed old man with all his strength.

This palm contains the mana of the Eighth Heavenly Daoist Master, it is fierce and powerful, full of murderous intent.

However, the divine armor is extremely extraordinary, and it still resisted.

What's more, he absorbed all the magic power of this palm, transformed it into the divine armor, and oppressed it on his body, becoming the last moment of fire to break the shackles and give birth to Yanghuo.

It is precisely because of this that Su Ting was able to truly generate yang from the cathode and break through this level of realm.

Next, just ignite the yang fire to transform the yin god into the yang god.

This step is extremely dangerous. If one is not careful, the Yin God will be burned out, and the body will die, the dao will disappear, and the soul will be scattered.

However, Su Ting's foundation is extremely solid, and he has studied all kinds of knowledge to the Yang God realm for countless times... Whether it is the Lei Dao Kung Fu Art, or the various methods of cultivating to the Yang God taught by Hong Yi, and how to become a Yang God. Common sense has already been explored countless times in my heart.

Since his practice, he has advanced by leaps and bounds, which is almost unmatched by anyone, but he has been in the sixth heaven so far, which is the longest and the most thorough exploration.

When he reached the step of giving birth to the sun, it was equivalent to reaching the stage of the sun god.

Su Ting took a deep breath and closed all three eyes.

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"Cathode generates yang?"

Hong Yi's eyes flickered, and there was a sense of shock in his heart.

She first met Su Ting when he was in the second level of heaven, but now he has grown from the cathode to the yang, and is only half a step away from the yang god, which will surpass her previous realm.

And the little elf also vaguely saw something, and was suddenly a little surprised.

The people around watching the battle felt that under the palm of the young man, his aura did not decrease but increased, and they were all surprised.

But there are also a few Dazhengs and half-immortals from the eighth heaven, who saw some clues, and felt vaguely shocked in their hearts.

The white-robed old man just now had an even more unpleasant face. He found an opportunity to suppress Su Ting, and he was sure that Su Ting would not be able to escape, so he shot with all his strength.

I thought this palm would definitely decide the outcome, even if it didn't cost the young man's life, it would be considered a victory and he could get the treasure book.

Unexpectedly, the young man was unscathed, and his breath seemed to be stronger.

"how is this possible?"

The old man in white robe couldn't hold back his face, his complexion changed slightly at the moment, and he was about to strike again.

However, the boy suddenly opened his eyes and shouted, "Intermission!"

The old man in white robe was stunned for a moment, but he couldn't push the palm out.

Although he gave up his face, bullied the small with the big, and even used murderous intent, but now that this young man speaks in front of everyone, if he wants to make a move again, it is unreasonable to be aggressive.

After all, the experts in the field may not sit idly by.

It's just that the boy's inexplicable mention of these four inexplicable words made everyone feel astonished.

Su Ting ignored it, just took out something and threw it into the sea.

Boom!
A giant stood up in the sea, about three feet high, burly and sturdy, the outer water condensed into frost, like a heavenly soldier descended into the world!
"Heavenly Soldier?"

"The art of spreading beans into soldiers in Zhengxian Dao?"

"How did he have the ability to cast beans into soldiers?"

"Scattering beans into soldiers in the righteous way of immortality is a secret art, but apart from the armor of gods, there are also a few armours of heavenly soldiers that will be given away to others... Maybe it is a gift from a little fairy."

"Heavenly Armor Armor is powerful, but it's not as powerful as Yangshen Daoist. What is he doing?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank amazement.

But at this time, after Su Ting threw away the Heavenly Armor, he looked at the white-robed old man and said, "Pause for a moment, let me practice for a while, break through the realm of the Yang God, and then fight with you again."

The white-robed old man was about to answer, but he seemed to understand the meaning, as if struck by lightning, he was stunned on the spot, his face turned blue and white, which was extremely ugly.

And everyone in the field seemed to have heard something, and they had expressions of disbelief.

"He said that after practicing for a while, he can break through the realm of the Yang God?"

"What a big deal it is to step on the Yang God? A careless one will set himself on fire. How many masters with profound Taoism have stopped here and died here. Did he say it so lightly?"

"How can you go from the realm of the superior to the realm of the real, from the god of yin to the god of yang, without retreating for ten or eight years? It's really a big breath to practice for a while!"

"Wait a minute... Doesn't this mean that he is still at the level of the Yin God and is still a Master?"

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The arena was silent.

Including those Dazhengs who are in the Eighth Heaven, and the half-immortals in the Ninth Heaven.

At this moment, there was silence.

In the realm of the sixth heaven, if he defeated the real Yangshen one after another, if it was just relying on his celestial eyesight... Then he used his own ability to fight with the old man in white robes, the great master of the eighth heaven, like glue and paint. What kind of skill is it?
"Yin God? Master?"

The white-robed old man's expression changed.

It was hard for him to believe that the young man who had been fighting with himself for a long time and had not been defeated so far was actually just a master.

A master of the eighth heaven cannot beat a master of the sixth heaven.

It is conceivable that if this matter spreads, it will definitely become the laughing stock of Donghai.

"Sweeping face...sweeping face..."

The complexion of the white-robed old man changed, and murderous intent suddenly appeared in his heart.

But at this moment, Qi Jinlin stood up suddenly, drew his sword out, and shouted: "The disciples of the pre-Qin Mountain and Sea Realm listen to the order, and the master sends a message to protect Su Shenjun!"

All the disciples were startled, and immediately stood up one after another, forming a sword formation.

Some people who were about to make a move and intended to kill Su Ting had no choice but to lose their minds when they saw this.

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Among the pre-Qin mountains and seas.

"Why does the teacher bother to order his disciples to protect him?"

"Yuanfengshan and my pre-Qin mountains and seas did not have any enemies. They both belong to the big factions in the world. They really broke their face and are not good to any of them..."

The head teacher paused for a moment and said: "What's more, now that Su Ting is dead, our disciples will not become more outstanding because of it, and if Su Ting is alive, our disciples will not become weak because of it. Since he is regarded as a torturer The knife stone, let him sharpen the knife, how can it be sharp without sharpening?"

The elder's face changed slightly, as if he was thinking.

When Qi Xuan saw this, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion in his heart, and secretly said: "The spirit of the head teacher is vast and majestic. No wonder the patriarch chose him as the head teacher back then."

"Qi Xuan, how long did it take you to become the Yang God from the cathode to the Yang god?"

"It took about one year for this disciple to emerge from the yin god to give birth to the light of yang fire... After that, he avoided self-immolation by yang fire, and acted carefully and prudently. It took three years to transform the yin god into yang and become the real person of the yang god... A total of four years of retreat."

"How long do you think he will be?"

"The disciple thinks that he should be..."

Just as Qi Xuan was about to speak, he paused immediately and said in a low voice, "I dare not guess."

The teacher closed his eyes and sighed: "He said just now, let him practice for a while...for a while..."

In an instant, Qi Xuan felt his mouth go dry.

The head teacher sighed, put his hands behind his back, and looked to the south, his eyes were cloudy and uncertain.

In his heart, he may not have the idea of ​​killing this young man.

It's just that as the head teacher of a sect, his rationality did not make him act recklessly after all.

　I specially ran out to code tonight, and it seems that it is about to close, so try to write another chapter.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)