Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 1182 Star fixed stake, star picker, phoenix nest bury corpse!

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hum!
The auspicious qi in Jinyang Valley is surging, and the divine glow is surging in the tiankeng, which is more intense than before half a stick of incense.

"Grandpa, your body..."

The girl was a little worried, and the old man in gray robe rubbed her little head, raised his head slightly, and said, "This battle can't stop Grandpa!"

As the old man's voice fell, his whole person's temperament was completely different, it was no longer as ordinary and gentle as before, but like a silent sea of ​​stars suddenly revived, and an aura that seemed to look down on the world overflowed from the inside out .

The elder brother who was called Luo Sheng by him had white hair on his temples, and an imperceptible look of exclamation appeared in his eyes.

hum!
Then, the gray-robed old man stretched out a hand, and in the palm of his hand was a faint blue needle, which was as crystal clear as jade, and also like the purest amber in the world, surrounded by dots of starlight, like countless tiny stars revolving around.

"The fixed star stake!"

Many array masters exclaimed, this is a formation that is difficult for array masters who stand on top of the peak, and it is one of the basic arrays of array masters. It is similar to casting and refining human heavenly soldiers, but It is different, and many conditions are more stringent. There are quite a few formation masters gathered in the Golden Sun Valley, but none of them have fixed star stakes. Even those who have seen it with their own eyes are only a few.

Sure enough it was him!

Several old masters of formation Tao fixed their gazes. As soon as the fixed star stake came out, they could be sure that the old man in front of them was the one they knew. They did not expect that after so many years, they would not sit still. Transformation, even condescending to enter the Golden Sun Valley with them, according to common sense, as long as this person reveals his identity, even if he is a supreme inheritance, the Jinyang King's Department will pay enough respect...

"Heaven and earth are boundless, and the eight gates are fixed in heaven!"

The next moment, the gray-robed old man exhaled, and that seemingly ordinary old figure, in the eyes of many masters in the valley at this moment, and even the saints and powerhouses, was like an ancient mountain rising from the ground, a majestic and vast Its aura, as if it had existed since the beginning of the world, the blue needle-like fixed star stake in the palm of its palm rapidly enlarged, and instantly turned into a faint blue star pillar, like the god needle iron that fixed the sea of ​​stars, with a loud bang With a loud sound, it plunged into the tiankeng where the auspicious Qi and Shenxia gushed out.

scoff!

Where the Dingxing stake passed, Ruiqi Shenxia backed away, revealing a hollow that went straight to the bottom of the tiankeng.

"Cough, cough!"

The gray-robed old man coughed violently. After doing all this, his whole body seemed to be bent a bit. The girl's eyes turned red immediately, and she glared angrily at the middle-aged man in sackcloth.

"Grandpa is fine, but he is a little out of strength. As he gets older, he exhausted his strength in just a few strokes."

The old man stroked the girl's hair, comforted him, then looked at the middle-aged man in Mai, and muttered, "There are huge obstacles, Luo Sheng, this terrain is a bit unusual."

Su Qinian heard that the old man meant that this nesting place might be more difficult than expected, and correspondingly, the bottom of the tiankeng was more dangerous than expected.

The middle-aged man in Mai let out a chuckle, and said lightly, "Even if it's a land of death and nirvana, there's no need to worry."

The meaning of looking down and looking down between the lines made the old man in gray robe startled first, then he seemed to understand something, and then looked at the middle-aged man in Mai Yi with a somewhat complicated look, and said: "I didn't expect you to have touched After reaching that level, if the old man can live to that day, please join in as soon as possible..."

Having said that, the old man stopped talking, and the middle-aged man in linen took a deep look at him, and his eyes fell on the hole opened by the star post again, and there was a voice.

"These years have passed, and you have become more open-minded. You have become more courageous. I underestimate you."

The voice fell, and before the gray-robed old man could respond, the middle-aged man in linen made his move. One palm seemed to be filled with starlight, and there was a vicissitudes of life, and it moved towards the sky-pillar-like The fixed star stake is pressed down.

Bang!
The fixed star pile trembled violently, and this palm fell, it was as if a celestial craftsman was swinging a magic hammer, and it fell on the divine iron cone. It was soaring, extending into the tiankeng, and it was like a broken bamboo. It sank into the tiankeng at once, and reached the bottom with a bang.

"This is... the Star Picker! You actually managed it!"

The grey-robed old man was moved and even changed his color. He fixed his eyes on the middle-aged man in linen. This is the legendary method of the Supreme Formation. Throughout the ages, it is rare to be able to practice it, and it is the basic technique of the two great formations of the universe.

Apparently, the level of masters of Zhendao is not enough. Even if some people feel a little familiar, they seem to have seen it in some bone books and jade books of Zhendao, but they can't remember it for a while. Their formation cultivation base can be regarded as shocking, they have been studying for many days, and their innate terrain, which is helpless, is pierced by one of their palms...

At this time, some masters of the King of Jinyang tribe exchanged glances. Does this mean that they can go down safely? This is Jinyang Mountain, and the Tianbao gods bred in their Jinyang King tribe's land should naturally belong to their clan , but looking at the elders such as the Yangyuan sage, they restrained their thoughts again. The elders did not move, and they could only wait and see what happened.

"Junior brother." The middle-aged Mai Yi looked at Su Qinian.

Su Qiqing took a deep breath, without any hesitation, he took a step forward, and followed the starlight path through the star post, falling towards the bottom of the tiankeng.

As far as everyone can see, the passageway is still bottomless, or in other words, the terrain is mysterious, and Su Qinian disappeared after falling into the passageway only a hundred feet away, as if he had been distorted or moved into the void... The mystery in it, even the masters of the Formation Dao, can't see the truth.

……

The stars were shining brightly. Su Qinian saw that beyond the passage opened by the fixed star post, the auspicious qi and divine glow intertwined. Looking up again, the sky was no longer visible, as if it had been moved into the void, so it was only a thousand feet down, and his feet were already on the ground.

Under the tiankeng, it looks like a piece of dark red land, full of tortoise cracks, and the strong auspicious glow overflows from these cracks, rises up, and rushes out of the tiankeng.

Walking out of the Starlight Pillar, Su Qinian looked around, as if he had come to a huge lair, it was so big that he couldn't see the end at a glance, and more importantly, under the tiankeng, on the dark red land, there was an eye-catching , is an ancient sycamore wood.

It's just different from ordinary sycamore trees. Each sycamore tree here is extremely thick, as tall as a mountain. The red tree body is full of wrinkles, like feathers, and it has a faint metallic light, like red copper. It was cast, and even the blades were normal, like the feathers of a divine phoenix, crystal clear and gorgeous, overflowing with sunlight, as if they had really come to the place where the divine phoenix lived, and one could feel the sacred and majestic aura.

However, for Su Qinian, it is not only sacred, he also feels the shock of the bright heart, his whole body seems to be ignited, he remains calm, and his spiritual will seems to be suppressed here. His spiritual cultivation can only cover the whole body, and he can feel the firmness of the void. Su Qinian guessed that even he would not be able to shake it. Is this the innate terrain?Su Qinian felt a little emotional, good fortune is mysterious, there are too many unknowns in this world, what he has seen is just a drop in the ocean, not even counted.

That is……

Suddenly, Su Qinian's gaze turned, and he saw several shattered and dripping corpses under a few sycamore trees. Looking at their clothes, they clearly belonged to the strong men from the Jinyang King's Department, and there were also array masters from outside Jinyang Mountain. .

It's just that these corpses are too broken, the blood seems to have been sucked dry, and the body is dull, and on the faces that are faintly visible, Su Qinian can clearly see the extreme distorted horror and horror.

What happened to these people before they died?
With a little light and rain in his eyes, Su Qinian walked into this ancient and sacred sycamore forest.

Ding!
Su Qinian flicked the tree body lightly with his fingers, making a clear sound of gold and iron. These sycamore trees made of red copper are obviously extraordinary varieties, with divine charm and natural charm, they can be counted as a kind of spiritual wood. Although they did not try their best, but with Su Qinian's current physique, the ordinary holy golden holy soldiers, may not be able to withstand his finger strength. If these sycamore trees come out of the tiankeng, they can be easily refined into many magical weapons, and even various Taoist soldiers. immeasurable.

After walking less than a hundred feet, under a sycamore tree, I saw two more corpses. These were two saints who died tragically under the tree. There were many holes in the holy armor on their bodies. Being drained and dried up, it was very much like a blood clan.

The moment Su Qinian stared at the corpses of the two saints of the Jinyang King's Department, he suddenly turned around and saw a dark golden light arrow, simple and unpretentious, soundless, as if coming from nothingness, heading towards He came with a piercing eyebrow.

Accompanied by this dark golden arrow, there was also an astonishing spiritual will, a strange color appeared in Su Qinian's eyes, his mind was slightly shocked, but he didn't make a move, even though the dark golden arrow sank between his eyebrows and pierced into the divine court.

He didn't move at all, his eyes seemed to dim, and the breath of life in his whole body suddenly disappeared.

"Lightwalker, that's all."

A cold and indifferent voice sounded, and a mile away, behind a sycamore tree, a young man in a white robe was slightly rippling, revealing the figure.

The young man stepped forward, with a hint of mockery floating on the corner of his mouth, he looked at Su Qinian who was standing there, dumbstruck, and then frowned, unexpectedly someone could penetrate this nesting place and send someone down. It was beyond his expectation, but luckily he was prepared. Taking advantage of the innate terrain of this place, under the soul arrow, even a saint would be seriously injured if he was caught off guard. Under a saint, there was even death.

Ten feet away, the young man stopped and looked Su Qinian up and down. A dark golden swirl emerged between his brows. He chuckled lightly, his eyes burning a little. He wanted to see if he could intercept that forbidden inheritance. (Genuine subscription is the greatest support for ten steps! Ask for a monthly ticket recommendation ticket.)
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