The Heavenly Creation Monument contains both great fortune and great terror. Everyone in the room is very clear about this, and it is precisely because of this clarity that they all dare not act rashly.

If they act rashly, they will die. Even if they are saints, they are not willing to gamble with their lives.

In the immortal world, the saints seem to be high above, but they are not really immortal. Once the deadline comes, or they encounter some life and death crisis, they also have to die.

"Fellow Daoist, this is..." Ancestor Wanci raised his head and looked at Yang Xuan on the Heavenly Fortune Monument. He couldn't help but be surprised.

"Fortune Heaven Monument, only those who have fate can get it. If you are all right, go away by yourself." Yang Xuan ignored the ancestor of Wanci, but waved his hand calmly.

When he boarded the Heavenly Creation Stele, he felt a familiar voice coming from the inside of the Heavenly Stele beneath him, and it kept reverberating in his mind.

That is a scripture, mysterious and indescribable.

"My guess is correct. There is indeed the second half of the Taoist scriptures in this monument of good fortune. Unfortunately, I was unable to comprehend it in a short period of time." Yang Xuan thought silently in his heart.

It is true that he has mastered the first half of the Taoist scriptures and even comprehended them all, but this does not mean that he can comprehend the second half of the Taoist scriptures.

There are two parts of the Taoist scriptures, but these two parts have completely different profound meanings, and the difficulty of comprehension is far more difficult than the first half.

"Now, the most important thing for me is time, so I can just retreat here for a while."

Yang Xuan said to himself, he gradually forgot everything, and he also forgot that in three days, he was about to go to Daomen to complete the inheritance gift.

Compared with the inheritance gift of Taoism, he cares more about the second half of the Taoist scriptures, after all, it is related to whether he can break through the Taoist realm in the future.

Yang Xuan had a vague hunch that if he couldn't comprehend the second half of the Taoist scriptures, he would never be able to win the Taoist scriptures.

Different from the holy realm, the Tao realm is the real supreme realm. When the cultivation base reaches this realm, every part of the body is transformed by the rules. Some people in the legend actually refer to this type of people.

"Hmph, just let me wait and go, junior, do you really think that you are invincible in this world?"

"The monument of good fortune is a gift from heaven, and no one wants to monopolize it."

In the void near the Heavenly Creation Monument, discordant voices sounded one after another, which also pulled Yang Xuan back to reality from his state of enlightenment.

Yang Xuan's face sank, his eyes looked around the void in all directions, and he said word by word: "I am able to board the monument of good fortune. If you are not happy, you can come up."

This is human nature. In the face of absolute interests, even sages will feel jealous.

"Arrogant, do you really want to be my enemy?" An old man with a short stature, almost skinny, groaned angrily.

"Whoever dares to stop me, then I am Yang Xuan's enemy, and you old man don't think everyone is the same as you."

Yang Xuan sneered.

"You dare me to call me an old man?!"

The old man was furious.

"Stop talking nonsense, just apply for the name. I, Yang Xuan, don't kill the unknown."

Hearing Yang Xuan's words, the old man only felt that his lungs were about to explode with anger, and said, "Very good, very good, you stop, the old man is the Bone Saint of the Bone Marsh in the Moruo Immortal Domain."

"Sorry, I haven't heard of it."

Yang Xuan said lazily.

"you wanna die."

The Bone Saint's face was full of murderous intentions. He was walking to prove the slaughter, and he was never a good person. Naturally, it was impossible to endure Yang Xuan's provocation at this moment.

"It's you who are looking for death."

Yang Xuan's expression turned cold in an instant, and his figure stepped out of the Heavenly Creation Monument, strode in the void, and pressed towards the place where the Bone Saint was.

rumbling...

He didn't move, and with this movement, a strong aura erupted, causing the surrounding void to vibrate because of him.

"Impossible, you should have just broken through the holy realm soon, how could you have such a terrifying aura!"

The Bone Saint's face changed greatly, and his face was unbelievable. It must be known that he is also a saint, and he is also a saint who has cultivated for a long time. If nothing else, his realm is much higher than that of Yang Xuan.

In the holy realm, there are also strong and weak realms. Ordinary saints, such as Yang Xuan, who are new to the holy realm, are simply impossible to compete with the old saints like them.

But now, Yang Xuan's aura is no weaker than that of many older saints present. Not only is this son's aura not weak, he seems to be even stronger.

"Fortunately, we didn't make a rash move."

"This person is very powerful, and his strength cannot be measured solely by his cultivation realm!"

"Hehe, there's a good show to watch next."

In all directions, many people chose to step back, leaving the Bone Saint alone, facing Yang Xuan who came across from the void.

"Since you have never stepped into the Holy Land, it is not that you have not killed a saint, and since you are determined to seek death, I will give you a free ride."

Yang Xuan stared at the White Bone Saint, his voice indifferent and ruthless, and with each step he fell, the momentum on his body became stronger and stronger.

This is a spiritual force field, which can also be called the realm of saints. Unlike other realms of saints, his realm of saints is transformed by his obsession. In this obsessional realm, he is the absolute master.

"My power has been suppressed, no, I don't believe this is true!"

The Bone Saint was gradually afraid, because he suddenly found that his power was difficult to exert 100%, and the reason why this happened was that part of his power was suppressed by Yang Xuan's domain.

"In the face of absolute strength, nothing is impossible. Well, my time is limited, and I have no time to waste on you, so I will send you on your way."

The voice was still there, Yang Xuan violently shot, the speed was too fast, he took two steps in a row, and the person was killed in front of the Bone Saint.

"I can't believe it, I can't help you, let me die!"

With a loud roar, the White Bone Saint directly sacrificed a white-bone flying sword that was full of evil spirits and carried a chilly air to kill Yang Xuan.

"Kill you, one punch is enough!"

Yang Xuan was fearless and punched with extreme strength, first smashing the white bone flying sword, and then unabated with one punch, smashing the entire body of the white bone saint.

"what!"

The Bone Saint screamed, Yuanshen quickly left the broken body, and wanted to escape far away, but Yang Xuan was faster, and chased up first, and grabbed his remaining Yuanshen with his bare hands.

"It's weak!"

Yang Xuan shook his head lightly, looked at the primordial spirit in his hands disdainfully, and then crushed it into pieces on the spot.

"died!"

"It's just one punch, but he actually killed the old man with white bones. Is this person really a saint?"

"It's too strong, it's simply unmatched, in our fairyland, when did such a fierce person appear!"

Those saints in the distance had both unbelievable and indescribable shock on their faces, all of them, without exception, were shocked by Yang Xuan's powerful strength and fierce approach.

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