Heavenly God Mnemonic

Xuantianji nodded and said: "This array has been in the Misty Star Palace. It seems that the Emperor has already arranged it."

Yingzheng's face was ugly and said: "Human Sovereign will not have any conspiracy, right? Does he want to wipe out the strongest in the world?"

Xuantianji smiled and said: "This shouldn't be enough. If he really had this idea, he would be really stupid. If he is this kind of mental retardation, he would not be the emperor. Yang Yunjing's original intention should be very simple, that is Maintain the balance of the six waters so as not to affect the entire planetary plane structure."

Yingzheng's face looks better now, and he coldly snorted, "In this way, we can't get out before Gu Yao is killed."

Xuantianji said: "Not necessarily. It can only be said that it will be more difficult to get out before the dispute is over. Perhaps Gu Yao will kill us, and Yang Yunjing will open the formation. What he is worried about is only thirty-three days, as for who He may not care so much about whoever lives."

Yingzheng no longer said a word, just a pair of white eyes, staring at the direction where Gu Yao and Zhang Sanyun were walking. In his heart, it didn't matter whether Gu Yao died or not, Moon Soul must die, otherwise he would be in serious trouble.

Somewhere in the void of the inner realm, Yang Qingxuan stared at the direction of Gu Yao's battle with a pair of fiery eyes. Suddenly, the golden light in his eyes dimmed and he closed.

Midnight noticed it, and hurriedly asked: "What's wrong?"

Yang Qingxuan smiled bitterly: "The distance is too far, this spiritual eye and supernatural power consumes a lot of me, and some can't hold it."

After speaking, he sat cross-legged in the void, running the Wujing.

In the void at this moment, there are flowing fireflies after the first sun burst everywhere. Midnight opened an enchantment, blocking all those Liuying and demon power.

Yang Qingxuan asked Midnight to remove the barrier and consciously absorb the power of the fireflies.

The moment that the little bit of the flowing firefly hit the body, there was some burning tingling, but it quickly flowed into the body, moved along the meridians, transformed into its own strength, and sank into the dantian.

At this moment, the tactics in Yang Qingxuan's hand were printed with a light ball, illuminating the surrounding ten meters. The flying fireflies all over the sky seemed to be induced, all clinging to him, pouring into his body.

Yang Qingxuan's surroundings suddenly became bright and radiant, like a group of tomorrow, he sat quietly inside, and a dragon shadow slowly gathered behind him, which was actually a faint golden color.

Midnight secretly said: "The absorption of the power of the first sun by King Wu is very terrifying, and the conversion rate is also extremely high. In addition to his own talent, it should be closely related to his practice. If he can kill Gu Yao this time, he will All the power of the first sun from Yao is extracted and poured into King Wu's body, which can help him jump directly into the great realm of heaven, rush into the realm of Tao, and even higher."

Midnight's eyes flickered, looking at Gu Yao in the distance, and at the same time looking around, observing the flow of the cloud pressure void.

Yang Qingxuan was completely immersed in the warmth of the first sun, and the stream of fireflies quickly repaired the scars on his whole body, then transformed into true essence and sank into his dantian.

His original Yanyang Zhenqi was constantly transformed under the power of the first sun, forming a fist-sized light ball in his dantian, burning like a ball of flame.

At this moment, the other forces in the dantian seemed to be induced and all manifested. In the other two directions of the light group, a red flame appeared and the other appeared purple flame, forming a triangular balance.

It's just that the purple flame is the most majestic, followed by the red flame, which is bright and hot, but the light flame is the weakest, dim and meagre, like a newborn baby waiting to be fed.

Yang Qingxuan was shocked, feeling the strangeness in his dantian, and feeling a little at a loss.

Three of the five sources of fire gave birth to seeds in his body and formed a delicate balance. This has been extremely rare in the martial arts cultivation throughout the ages.

There is no similar record in the classics he has read or in the treasure house of exercises left by Qianchengjue.

Not only are the three major transformations of the origin of fire, but there are also some other weird powers that surround the fire source, like stars and swaying like fluorescence.

There are True Essence, Original Force, Wild Qi, Thunder and Lightning, Void Light..., and some looming power, Yang Qingxuan felt surprised, it was actually the world power emanating from the sacred artifact.

He has the Wuji Xinghuang Banner, the Halberd Tianxu, and the Four Holy Spirits map on his body. After he has cultivated to the earth, he can swallow soldiers into his body and absorb the power of weapons for his own use.

It's just that the physical body exercises he has come into contact with are very few, except for the Qingyang Wujing, there are only the Void Sky Art, and these two are the supreme body refining techniques, and there is very little description of the part of swallowing soldiers into the body.

His eucharist unconsciously absorbed the power of the sacred artifacts, deposited in the dantian, and did not usually feel it, but at this moment, under the shining of the three main sources of fire, it appeared and turned into a little bit of gold, in the original source The fire flickered around.

In fact, even in the ancient times of cultivating the physical body, only the big family and the aristocratic families with profound knowledge can cultivate. Because the requirements for weapons are extremely high, every swallowing of soldiers is equivalent to swallowing heaven and earth treasures. Where can ordinary warriors swallow them?

And the effect is not as good as swallowing heaven and earth treasure.

In addition, the descendants of these sects do not swallow the weapon entity, but the "army spirit" revealed on the weapon, so that the weapon can be used continuously without being scrapped at once.

This requires those who practice this method to have extremely powerful weapons with them in order to radiate the "army spirit" that can satisfy the cultivation. Therefore, the technique of swallowing soldiers into the body is only available in those top sects.

Before Yang Qingxuan knew it, he absorbed the power of the sacred instrument, which he never expected. It's a pity that he lacks such exercises, otherwise he could open up a shortcut to practice.

At this moment, the many powerful forces in Yang Qingxuan's dantian, such as the stars in the galaxy, revolve around the three major fire sources, forming a balance of stars holding the moon.

Under this balance, a large amount of the power of the first yang flows into the meridians along with the breath, travels through the body, and finally merges into the flames in the fire source to nourish the weakest part.

Yang Qingxuan carefully checked the state of his whole body, not only did he have no problems, but he felt the strength of his previous actions, and then he relaxed and continued to run the martial arts scriptures to absorb the first sun.

Just when Yang Qingxuan entered concentration, midnight frowned slightly and said in a low voice, "Who is it? Come out!"

Behind the two of them, under the convergence of light and shadow, a white figure appeared, with snow-like eyes, staring at Yang Qingxuan who was sitting still in the flames, and the black pupils suddenly shrank.

Midnight was wary, and took a step closer to Yang Qingxuan before he said, "Your name is Kagura?"

Kagura's gaze was not Chu Yang, but the golden dragon behind Yang Qingxuan running Qingyang Wujing.

Seeing Kagura not answering in the middle of the night, anger flashed across his eyebrows.

In normal times, the word "roll" would have been exported. But at this moment, for fear of affecting Yang Qingxuan, he still held back the unhappiness in his heart, but his eyes grew colder.