Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Anle's body shook violently.

A vast blood-red aura spread from his arms, like a mountain torrent or a river bursting its banks. The mysterious power flowed into his arms, rapidly transforming his flesh, tendons and bones.

Muscles become stronger and bones become denser.

Like gold but not jade.

Developing towards the direction of "ice skin and jade bones".

Visibly with the naked eye, the two arms became thicker and terrifying energy fluctuations spread.

The red glow flows, briefly illuminating the dark night sky.

not far away.

There was a strange light flashing in the beautiful eyes of the woman in red, and he couldn't take his eyes off.

Needless to say, the strange snake Lao Mo had a dull look in his eyes, his mouth slightly open, and he couldn't close it for a while.

This momentum made it tremble uncontrollably, and it subconsciously prostrated itself to show its submission.

******

More than ten minutes later.

This miraculous transformation gradually stopped.

A smile appeared on Anle's face, with a sense of joy of achievement.

"It's finally done!"

In order to break this chain, he had devoted almost all his energy in the past nine days, except for dealing with Old Chengtou's affairs, even in the deduction.

Anle originally tried to break the shackles on his heart.

But he found it extremely difficult, so he changed his thinking and focused on his already strong arms first, and sure enough, it came naturally.

He looked at the panel.

[Unlocked entry: "Breaking Limits" - Dragon Elephant Arm Strength (Purple)! ]

Anle's eyes lit up slightly.

He remembered that this was a prerequisite for a powerful term in the [Breaking Limits] route - [Posture of the Martial God].

Feeling the abundant power in his body, Anle looked delighted.

"This way, we will be more confident about what we are going to do later."

These nine days.

He took Old Chengtou and visited almost all the City God Temples in Yuntian Territory.

I also encountered a similar situation as Zhenxuan City.

Old Chengtou disappeared inexplicably, and then appeared in the corner behind the statue.

Every time this happened, he was reminded of a memory.

Just a few days ago, Old Cheng fell into a coma and couldn't be woken up.

at the same time.

In the Yuntian Realm, the sight of deities wandering around at night is common.

But it is different from the evil statue controlled by the mysterious black smoke.

These city god statues have never hurt anyone. Instead, they will take action to eliminate evil spirits and monsters and protect mortals from harm.

What's more, it has the ability to cure diseases and injuries, and has healed some mortals.

Many residents of Yuntianyu believed that this was the appearance of the City God!

They regained their sense of awe.

Gradually, more and more people went to repair temples and worship statues.

The connection between the two is obvious.

And today is the time to end it all.

******

The streets of a town.

The monks from two different sects were confronting each other, all of them had murderous looks on their faces, their spiritual powers were hidden, and they were uttering cruel words.

"Today, you, the Ziyun Sect, must give an explanation!"

"Otherwise, don't even think about getting away with it."

The other side was not to be outdone.

"Oh, we should be the ones saying this!"

The situation is tense and on the verge of breaking out.

These two groups of people were actually Anle's acquaintances.

They are Ziyun Sect and Chiyu Sect respectively.

After the news of the Foundation Establishment cultivator's death reached the sect, the relationship between the two sects became increasingly tense, completely changing from indifference to hostility.

Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet.

Just now, just because of a small quarrel, the situation has evolved into what it is now.

of course.

No matter which of the two, they both knew that the fight would not break out today.

It's just that no one is willing to be the first to give in.

at this time.

Suddenly there was a violent vibration on the ground.

Everyone was shaking and looking shocked.

Turn around and look.

At some point, thick fog suddenly filled the night sky.

Not far away, an extremely tall shadow was moving slowly in the fog.

Faintly visible.

“It’s the night-roaming statue!”

Someone immediately exclaimed.

“We actually ran into him!”

After nine days of fermentation, the rumor about the revival of the statue has become known to almost everyone in the Yuntian Realm.

Some smart people guessed that it might be one of the trials of Taixu Palace.

"The statue is important! Let's go!"

"Humph, I'll let you off today!"

The two sides tacitly put aside their conflicts temporarily and quickly separated in the fog.

The leader of Ziyun Sect was a man with noble airs, arrogance between his brows, and his appearance was somewhat similar to Wan Yinhua.

This man's name is Wandaishan. He is the eldest son of the leader of Ziyun Sect and a recognized young talent in the sect. At the age of 35, he has already broken through to the foundation-building stage.

Immortal cultivators have a long life span.

Anyone who breaks through to the foundation building stage before the age of fifty is considered to have excellent talent.

Looking in the direction of the statue, Bandai-san chuckled.

"God is really helping me!"

I want to see what secrets this statue has that attracted the ghost-faced man's attention. "

Beside him, Wan Xinrong carefully reminded him.

"My dear nephew, be careful. I think the aura of this statue seems to be very extraordinary."

"It's better to be careful and don't get too close."

When he looked at the statue in the mist, his heart skipped a beat and he had a bad feeling.

Bandai-san disagreed and asked back.

"Uncle, you have also seen the man with the ghost face. Who do you think is stronger, him or me?"

Wan Xinrong groaned in his heart.

"It's over, it's over. If I had known I wouldn't have claimed the credit."

After returning to the sect, he naturally informed the sect leader of what had happened in the strange land.

It's just that I exaggerated my achievements a little bit.

For example, he claimed that Xiang Ren died at his hands.

As a result, he also received rewards from his brother.

He only made a few symbolic mention of the strange man in hideous armor, saying that his strength was not that strong.

It was originally just to brag and get more rewards.

But Wan Xinrong never could have imagined that the other party would actually come here, and quickly become famous and become a well-known figure in recent days.

At this point, we can only make the best of a bad situation and get away with it.

After thinking about it, Wan Xinrong said tactfully.

"My nephew's strength is comparable to his, but I think... he is still a little weaker."

Hearing this, a hint of displeasure flashed across Bandaisan’s eyes.

"If that's the case, he can easily deal with this kind of idol, why can't I?"

Wan Xinrong opened his mouth: "..."

Still didn't say much.

His nephew has always been stubborn and will not listen even if you try to persuade him kindly.

"That's all. It shouldn't be a big problem."

The fog is getting thicker and thicker.

The streets that were familiar during the day seemed unusually cold and eerie.

The people from the Purple Cloud Sect would occasionally see ordinary people from the town walking out of their homes, their faces filled with admiration and awe.

What's worse, some people kneel down and worship the statues in the distance, muttering to themselves.

"Please bless me, City God, and help my husband return safely."

"God of the City, I hope my wife will give birth to a big fat boy this year!"

"..."

Wan Dai Shan sneered: "What a bunch of fools, there is no such thing as a city god, this is just a method used by immortal cultivators."

Many mortals were indignant when they heard this, but they could only pretend they didn't hear it.

Dare to be angry but dare not speak.

It didn't take long.

Bandai-san and the others arrived just one block away from the statue.

In the fog, the huge shadow is extremely oppressive.

The breath is strong.

It seemed a little different from the statues they had heard of before.

Wan Daishan felt a little bit of fear in his heart, but he had already made his promise before, so it was impossible for him to back down.

He made seals with his hands, chanted a spell, and was about to perform an attack.