Nine Turns Sword God

Two days later, a small house by the lake.

Chu Shaoyang is practicing in his room.

He had not discovered until now that the Saint King's Body Mysterious Technique, in addition to greatly improving the physical strength, could also continuously compress and condense the power of his own soul.

Transformed into pure holy energy, condensed into holy patterns.

"The soul becomes holy..."

"If you can condense the power of the Holy Yuan into a Holy Mark, you can have the third Holy Mark."

The difficulty of condensation of the third holy pattern is twice that of the second one and four times that of the first one!

The reason why he chose the power of the soul is because his sword intention is stronger than the soul.

By putting the sword at the end, the difficulty of condensing the four holy patterns will be greatly reduced.

With a thought in his mind, he entered the sea of ​​consciousness space.

The Taiwei Sacred Disk rotated, and the white gem stopped in front of it.

Then, the gem cracked open, and a sheepskin scroll flew out from it, with a map drawn on it.

Chu Shaoyang frowned and murmured: "The five gems of the Taiwei Holy Plate seem to correspond to the five powers in me."

"The Holy King Ti Xuan Gong is a unique technique for body cultivation, and this residual map seems to mark the location of some kind of treasure."

"But how come I've never seen the pattern on this before?"

He looked at it for a long time and found that the terrain on the map did not match any place in Dongzhou.

Could it be that this is not the map of Dongzhou, but a map somewhere in Taichu Holy Palace?

What exactly is the treasure buried in the treasure map?

He was full of doubts, but he couldn't go to Taichu Holy Palace now, so he had to put away the treasure map first.

The Taiwei Sacred Plate rotates again.

This time, the golden gem stopped in front of him, and a piece of small words appeared.

"Fourth Heavenly Level, Brahma's Great Divine Power!"

"This is an exclusive secret method for condensing the holy soul patterns. It can condense the stronger holy patterns of Brahma, which are 30% stronger than ordinary holy patterns!"

Chu Shaoyang is overjoyed!

Sure enough, as he guessed, the five gems of the Taiwei Holy Plate correspond to the five powers in his body.

The great magical power of Brahma's transformation into a saint is the secret method of condensing the holy patterns of soul.

He looked at the fourth and fifth gems.

The fourth one was red in color and exuded a faint aura of sword intent, which was obviously related to the way of swordsmanship.

As for the fifth one, it is azure.

The aura is simple and strange, and it's hard to tell what kind of power it is.

"What other power do I have that can be condensed into a holy pattern?"

Chu Shaoyang thought for a long time, but couldn't figure it out, so he had to give up.

Immediately begin to practice the great magical power of Brahma's transformation into a saint, and condense the power of one's own soul.

You won’t know until you see it, but you will be shocked when you see it!

The great magical power of Brahma's transformation into a saint is actually similar to that of the Holy Emperor!

In other words, the method of cultivating the Holy Emperor Jin is the entry-level level of Brahma’s great divine power!

"Does mother still have this relationship with the Human Emperor?"

"Could it be that every step I take is part of my mother's plan?"

"How did she know I would reach this point?"

Chu Shaoyang had more doubts in his heart.

The Zhenwu spirit soul of the same height hangs above the head, constantly absorbing the power in the body.

Gradually, a golden trace condensed at the center of Lingso's eyebrows.

Holy pattern!

Although it is a prototype, it is the condensed power of all Chu Shaoyang's soul.

Just because this is his third holy pattern, it is several times more difficult than before, and it only has a prototype.

"It seems that you need to upgrade your realm to the tenth level of the True Martial Realm before you can completely condense the Holy Spirit Pattern."

Chu Shaoyang slowly opened his eyes.

After burning the incense, a strange spiritual energy fluctuation suddenly came between heaven and earth.

In the distance, a golden holy light that tore through the sky shone on the top of the mountains!

Holy light descends from heaven!

The Taichu Trial has finally begun!

Chu Shaoyang and others immediately noticed it, jumped into the air, and headed straight to the top of the mountains!

…

In just half an hour, the top of the mountain was filled with warriors!

Looking at the entire Dongzhou, except for the strong men of the older generation who died in battle, all the warriors above the ninth level of the True Martial Realm are here.

There are tens of thousands of people!

"It turns out there are so many strong people in Dongzhou!"

Dongfang Lin exclaimed in surprise.

Ten thousand strong men above the ninth level of the True Martial Realm participated in the Taichu Trial at the same time.

In the end, only a few hundred people were able to enter the Taichu Holy Palace.

How cruel?

The location where the holy light descends is a golden portal that leads to nowhere.

The door is closed, exuding a heart-stopping power.

Only strong men above the tenth level of the True Martial Realm can get even close to the portal.

When they arrived, the warriors on the entire mountain were divided into three steps.

Most of the people at the foot of the mountain are at the ninth level of the True Martial Realm, while those on the mountainside are at the 10th level of the True Martial Realm.

As for the top of the mountain, only warriors at the eleventh or twelfth level of the True Martial Realm are qualified to set foot on it.

Several people went all the way up, directly to the top of the mountain.

The closer you get, the invisible pressure will grow exponentially!

The pressure is strongest a hundred meters near the top of the mountain.

As soon as Chu Shaoyang took a step into the 100-meter range, he was instantly suppressed by the terrifying aura.

Click, click, click!

The earth and rocks beneath his feet cracked, and a terrifying force crushed him.

Like a towering mountain being crushed down hard!

Chu Shaoyang frowned and immediately activated the Holy King's Body Mysterious Technique.

The Qilin soul roared, and the seven-color mysterious light turned into a barrier to protect the whole body.

Even so, it only alleviates a little pressure and makes it difficult to make progress.

"Another brat who overestimates his abilities!"

The warriors onlookers were all laughing at Chu Shaoyang.

"A hundred meters closer to the portal, with every step you take, the pressure will increase exponentially!"

"If he rushes in like this, he will be crushed to death before he can even last a breath!"

"Wait, he looks familiar."

A warrior discovered something and exclaimed: "He is the Saint-level alchemist, Chu Shaoyang!"

"What? It's him!"

Everyone was shocked!

Chu Shaoyang's name has long been spread throughout Dongzhou.

Saint-level alchemist!

That is a unique existence that breaks Dongzhou's records!

"He is just an alchemist. His alchemy is awesome, but his realm is not good."

"Moreover, the pressure here requires extremely high physical strength. Even a physical cultivator with a body weight of 5 million jin can't last a breath after entering."

"Even if he has a lot of pills, he still can't last a breath!"

They still don't think highly of Chu Shaoyang.

Because before he came, hundreds of physical cultivators had tried, and without exception, all of them couldn't last a breath.

"Shaoyang, come back if you can't hold on."

"Now is not the time to show off."

Dongfang Lin was worried.

He knew Chu Shaoyang was very strong, but the pressure here was too terrifying, and Chu Shaoyang might not be able to hold on.

"It doesn't matter."

Chu Shaoyang smiled lightly: "The pressure here can just help me temper my body."

He actually sat down cross-legged and didn't move!

"Is this kid looking for death?"

The warriors watching all thought that Chu Shaoyang was deliberately bragging, and he would definitely not be able to bear it after a breath!

However, time passed quickly.

The seven-color mysterious light flowing on Chu Shaoyang's body became brighter and brighter!

The power of the Qilin spiritual root complements the mysterious power of the Saint King Body.

The combination of the two can greatly enhance Chu Shaoyang's physical strength to 11 million pounds!

However, he still felt it was not enough.

The pressure here is the best choice for sharpening the body.

He also wanted to try his limit.

Before the breath was up, Chu Shaoyang slowly stood up.

"Look, he can't hold on!"