Nine turns immortal

() Collecting a whole Huangquan River is of great benefit to Wang Gan.

Through Qingniu's introduction, Wang Gan is now fully aware of the role of the Huangquan River. This Huangquan River is almost the same as the Sea of ​​​​Bitterness. It is a legend in the practice world, and most people don't know the role of this river at all.

But Qingniu is different, this weapon soul has existed for a long time, and knows many secrets of the ancient times. In addition, his former master is an unrivaled powerhouse, and there are few things in the three realms and six realms that he has never seen.

After being refined by Cuiyun Peak, the water from the Yellow Spring River becomes a kind of holy water, which can not only be used to cleanse the soul and purify the spiritual power, but for Wang Gan, a more important function is to temper the body.

According to what Qingniu said, his former master practiced the Jiuzhuan Body Jue, which is unparalleled in body and infinite in strength. However, in the ancient years, there were countless practitioners who practiced this technique, and they were able to achieve something. Yes, not a lot, but his master is an unrivaled powerhouse, and the reason for this is that he has trained an invincible Holy Physique, called the Nine-turn Huangquan Holy Physique.

This news was very important to Wang Gan.He is very clear that his current situation is not very good, not to mention anything else, once the immortals Mu Rong and Tan Yuan get the Tianyuan Secret Order and open the Tianyuan Secret Realm, he must enter it himself, but with his current situation Competing with these immortals is extremely stressful, not to mention, in the Tianyuan Secret Realm, everything is unknown and unpredictable, so it is very necessary to increase one's strength.

Having made up his mind, Wang Qian wanted to discover the secrets of the Heavenly Burial Mountain as soon as possible, and then concentrate on practicing.

After the Huangquan River disappeared, there was only the billowing wind in the space at the belly of the mountain, forming countless wind blades, cutting continuously in the void, with powerful lethality, just one glance is enough to make people horrified.

"Brother Wang, what should we do now? The wind roars in front of us, and the blades of the wind are like knives. It is an absolutely dangerous place. With our physical strength, it is impossible to pass through."

Little Jinpeng's face was heavy, on the one hand, he was eager to move about the legendary map of Huangquan, on the other hand, he frowned at the obvious predicament, and couldn't think of any solution for the time being.

"This yin wind is a ghostly yin wind. It is said that it is something from the depths of the Nine Nethers. Now that it appears here, there must be a huge secret in the Tianzhu Mountain."

Bi Fang carefully observed the whistling Yin wind just now, and finally recognized the existence of this terrible wind.

"Don't worry, the Yin wind is not a problem, we can pass right away.",

Wang Gan had a solution in his mind, he had Cuiyun Peak in his hands, the strength of this magic weapon was almost without a bottom line, Qingniu also said that the Yin wind in front of him could not do anything to the body of Cuiyun Peak.

When everyone heard Wang Qian's attention, they were overjoyed and couldn't wait to get up.

Hoo hoo! ,

Blue lights flashed one after another, and Wang Gan and the others all entered the core space of Cuiyu Peak.

There was only a palm-sized mountain left on the spot, exuding a faint blue light, and with a flicker, it entered deeply into the ghostly wind.

This scene was seen by many monks who entered the mountainside of Tianzhu Mountain, and they were all shocked, for fear that Wang Gan and others would be the first to arrive.

"No, Little Jinpeng and the others went in, no, there must be a sacred treasure in the funeral mountain this day, and they can't get it."

A monk roared loudly, and directly took out a big blood-red banner, with scorching runes on it, strange lights flickering continuously, and a strong radiance of treasure radiating out, it looked like a powerful magic weapon.

This monk rolled up the banner, wrapped himself up, and under the protection of the blood-colored banner, he rushed directly into the empty ocean of Yin wind.

Chi Chi!

A large swath of Yin wind directly blew on the flag, and a thick blood burst out. In just two breaths, it stopped abruptly and was directly crushed. As for the monk, there was absolutely no bones left!

Tragic, this kind of scene directly made other people turn pale in shock. The image of the stone platform flickering from time to time in the center of the violent storm in front of Yang, who was constantly tumbling in front of them, was clearly imprinted in their hearts. Everyone knew that as long as Being able to pass through this yin wind ocean, there is definitely a peerless rare treasure waiting to be harvested by oneself.

Under the strong greed, things like reason are actually useless. Everyone has a fluke mentality and thinks that he is definitely stronger than others in defense.

Boom boom boom! ,

Almost as soon as Wang Gan and the others left, more than 20 monks rushed into the ocean of yin wind without giving up. The result was very miserable. No one was able to stay in the yin wind ocean for three breaths, and all of them were strangled to pieces by the strong wind blade. Not even the corpses remained, and even the flesh and blood spirit on their bodies was very mysterious. The ground is absorbed by this space, and then the stronger yin wind blows out.

Among the more than 20 monks, there are even two monks who are in the realm of transforming gods. They can be called venerable existences among the monsters, but they are no exception, and they were also strangled.

In a short period of time, this bloody and tragic scene directly frightened the monks in the hinterland of Tianzhu Mountain who kept rushing over, and no one stepped into the ocean of Yin wind easily.

Naturally, Wang Gan and the others don't know about all this, and they don't care about it. Cuiyunfeng, an ancient magic weapon, entered the ghostly wind, and was crazily cut by the ubiquitous storm blade the next moment, a series of sparks It is said to be shining on the palm-sized mountain.

call!

Heaving a sigh of relief, Wang Gan finally felt relieved. Even though he had great confidence in Cuiyun Peak, the storm blade in front of him was too weird, so naturally he was not sure. Resist the countless absent strangulation around.

"Haha, Brother Wang, your magic weapon is really powerful. You can't even do anything to ghosts and monsters. This is the real magic weapon. Unlike me, the most powerful magic weapon is just a top-grade treasure!"

Little Jinpeng looked envious, he was completely convinced by Wang Gan's humble mountain magic weapon.

boom!

While the few people were chatting and laughing, the surrounding blue space trembled violently.

As the owner of the magic weapon, Wang Qian was naturally able to see the situation outside, so he took a deep breath.

Now he has gone deep into the ghostly wind, escaped from the area where the wind blade strangled, and entered the real storm area.

There was chaos in front of my eyes, and the large swaths of yin and wind blades were completely distorted, with different shapes, like a sea of ​​billions of swords, under the action of a mysterious gravitational force, they collapsed one by one towards the center, thus forming a result, Thousands of small wind blades form a small storm, and then hundreds and thousands of small storms are combined to form a large storm again, and so on, endless.

Looking at the space that was constantly shattering in front of him, and even jet-black turbulent currents rushing vertically and horizontally, Wang Gan only had one feeling in his heart, that is, he had come to the end of time, the edge of the world's destruction. Even though he knew it was an illusion, but he I was still shocked and would rather trust my own judgment.

Stab it!A dark crack suddenly appeared in front of him, Wang Qian was startled, Cuiyun Peak had slammed into the crack, and in an instant, there was darkness in front of him, with no distinction between up and down, as if he had entered a chaotic world.

hum!The blue light of Cuiyun Peak suddenly bloomed, and he heard a cold snort from Qingniu, and then Cuiyun Peak was like an unstoppable mountain, it was instantly heavy, it was crushed hard, and directly broke through the chaotic mountain. Flow crack, once again entered into a storm.

Whoosh!

Amidst the gloomy whistling, a blue beam of light flashed away, disappearing thousands of miles away in the blink of an eye.

The speed of Cuiyun Peak is very fast, like a big space ship, crossing the universe, all the storms and currents in front of it can't stop it.

Soon, in Wang Qian's eyes, a huge stone platform appeared, suspended in the void, surrounded by violent storms, and the storm here has been completely materialized, like a real sword, light and sword, even the shadows in the storm One in a billion he can see very clearly, like a flying sword and flying knife, and the quality is absolutely good, tough and sharp to the extreme, with a slight swipe, the void is like ripples.

The mysterious stone platform was surrounded by endless storms, but above the stone platform, it was calm and extremely mysterious.

Jingle Jingle!

With a crisp sound, Cuiyun Peak roared, crossed the last distance, and entered the range of the stone platform in bursts.

Wang Gan walked out of Cuiyun Peak, stood on the vast stone platform, and looked carefully. The stone platform is about a kilometer in diameter, divided into nine layers, extending up layer by layer, like a pagoda.

The ground of the stone platform is very solid, with countless mysterious patterns imprinted on it, full of a sacred and solemn atmosphere.

"What's the situation? The lines on the stone platform are somewhat similar to my sacrificial platform in Wanyao Ridge, but there are many differences. It seems to be more ancient and mysterious."

The little ape king looked around with his golden eyes and cried out in surprise.

"The important affairs of the country are the sacrifices and the soldiers! Everything related to sacrifices is very mysterious and full of unknown secrets. Even monks, even immortals, cannot fully understand it. Is this an altar?"

Wang Qian's heart moved, and he thought of a possibility.

"It's not impossible. It is said that the ghost fairy in Huangquan back then had a very terrifying supernatural power called Yama Blood Sacrifice. As long as there were a lot of flesh and blood, he could summon ancient warriors through mysterious means, invincible and immortal. Indestructible!"

Little Jinpeng exclaimed, he thought of a legend about Yan Futu.

Suddenly, several people shivered at the same time, as if a pair of indifferent eyes were watching their every move, sending chills down the spine.