Spiritual will and Dantian power are indispensable. The combination of the two creates the star line that carries the power of the stars.
After Yang Wu fully understood all this, he began to try his own training.
Xiao Hei led the way and found a high-level demon saint. There were some holy medicines there. Not only could he collect them, but he could also hone himself.
When Yang Wu's thin figure appeared in front of the Demon Saint, the Demon Saint raised his huge claws and grabbed Yang Wu without saying a word.
"Humans dare to intrude into my territory, so die." The demon saint shouted.
The huge claws can destroy mountains with just one scratch, and the power is quite terrifying.
Who knew that his claw was blocked by Yang Wu's small palm.
"Xiao Wuzi, feel the powerful power brought to you by the power of heaven and earth." Xiao Hei's voice sounded in Yang Wu's ears.
Yang Wu took a deep breath, as if clouds were steaming from his nostrils. This was the breath of a saint. Five star patterns flashed, and the star pattern of a strange demon appeared on the center of his eyebrows. The invisible star power appeared. This was the power of water stars.
Reverse Dragon Spear Technique.
Yang Wu turned his finger into a spear, activated the power of Shui Xingchen, and stabbed towards the Demon Saint.
boom!
The power of the stars condensed into a huge war gun and stabbed the senior demon saint's abdomen fiercely.
The high-level demon saint's defense was strong, and his demon armor floated, forcibly blocking Yang Wu's shot.
The high-level demon saint was knocked back, but it was not fatal.
"The power is very strong, but it's a pity that he still has to die." The senior demon saint felt that Yang Wu's power had come to an end, and he grabbed it with his claws again, and the space was torn apart.
Yang Wu once again mobilized the power of the stars, used both fingers together, and the two war spears floated like a dragon and a tiger, and their power increased a lot.
A man and a demon were fighting fiercely, and the nearby mountains were affected and kept collapsing and exploding.
As the battle escalated, Yang Wu became more and more adept at mobilizing the power of the stars. He used his willpower to channel the power of the stars. The five star patterns shined brightly, and when the boundless power of the stars came in, the pressure on his mental power was greatest. Once If you can't bear it, you will be counterattacked by the power of the stars, so ordinary saints will not use too much mental power to carry the power of the stars, which also means that they are unable to explode the ultimate power.
Yang Wu's soul power is strong and his spiritual will is strong, the greater the power of the stars he carries. A massive amount of star power falls on him. Every move and every move he makes is like an explosion of star power, beating the high-level demon saint to pieces. .
In the end, Yang Wu penetrated the vital part of the senior demon saint like a spear and killed him easily.
After Yang Wu finished the battle, he immediately sat down to digest the insights brought about by the battle.
After half a day, he stood up, with the power of the stars lingering all over his body, like an immortal descending to earth, which was beyond words.
"If we fight Jin Prisoner again in his current state, we will win easily." Yang Wu said with satisfaction.
He was on the road again, running the Taishang Nine Mysteries all the time. The power of the stars tempered every part of his body, completing the true "star tempering" process.
In the Holy Transformation Pond, the power of the stars that was forced into it was too rough and only tempered some of the meridians and acupuncture points. But now he is supplementing it again to temper every part of the body to perfection.
At this moment, the star power he used was like steaming a frog in warm water, polishing away every impurity in the body bit by bit. In addition, he further expanded the meridians and acupuncture points. The named and unnamed meridians and acupuncture points in the body were all washed, just like It’s the same as when you were in the realm of martial arts and warriors again.
During this process, Yang Wu felt the changes in his body more and more, becoming more and more powerful, and the explosive power contained in it would be even more terrifying.
"The potential of the human body has no limit, and the power of the stars is just to further unlock the second stage of the body's potential. This principle is the same as the innate power." Yang Wu began to understand.
In the past, he only focused on tempering his natural strength, but now he feels that he can temper every part of his body, and his body will make a qualitative leap.
He had always thought that having achieved the body of the holy dragon would make him very powerful, but now he realized that this was not the case.
Even if there is no dragon blood tempering, after reaching the star pattern realm, you can still temper a powerful holy body.
"It seems that this kid has understood it clearly." Xiao Hei looked at Yang Wu's faint smile and felt happy in his heart.
However, in Xiao Hei's eyes, the speed of absorbing the power of the stars and tempering the body is still a bit slow. It needs to be in an extreme environment to force the stronger potential.
On this day, Yang Wu, Xiao Hei and Silver Pattern Turtle came to a forbidden place in the mountains, the "Fierce Abyss".
There are many ferocious beasts with evil spirits living here, and it is a place that many saint-level creatures do not want to go near.
It is rumored that even god-level ferocious beasts exist under the abyss, and there are also god-level herbs.
Whether this is the case, only those who come out alive from here know.
Others were frightened when they heard about this place, but Yang Wu and the two demons took the initiative to approach here.
When they got here, they found someone practicing martial arts nearby.
He was clearly a young monk, with delicate features and an awe-inspiring Buddhist aura. He was beating his naked upper body with ferocious aura.
Even a saint would not want to touch the ferocious aura here, but this young monk was actually fearless, still mumbling words, and entered a state of forgetfulness about things and myself.
"Have you seen Xiao Wuzi? A young monk knows how to use evil energy to temper his body. You can't be weak to others." Xiao Hei said to Yang Wu.
Yang Wu nodded lightly and said, "Don't worry, I'll go into the abyss by myself, and you can just take Xiao Yinzi to practice around here."
After that, he walked step by step towards the vicious abyss.
It was a huge chasm, filled with layers of evil energy, as if huge corpses were being blown up, which was very shocking.
These evil spirits are no weaker than the evil spirits of the Blood Evil Essence refined by Yang Wu, and are even more corrosive.
When Yang Wu walked into the evil spirit, his skin began to feel itchy and uncomfortable. If he went deeper, he would feel tearing pain. This is the power of the evil spirit.
If he hadn't condensed the Holy Body, he wouldn't be able to get close to this place at all.
The young monk suddenly opened his eyes, showing a look that did not match the vicissitudes of his skin. He put his hands together and said, "Donor, the abyss ahead is dangerous, please stop."
Yang Wu turned around and responded: "Thank you, Master, for reminding me. I have no reason to back down."
In order to become stronger, he really had no reason to back down.
Even if you can't overcome some dangerous places, how can you make yourself stronger
"Amitabha, I admire the bravery of the benefactor who is an expert in art. Why don't I accompany you on this journey?" The young monk stood up and responded, and walked quickly towards Yang Wu's position.
At this time, Yang Wu found that the young monk was walking barefoot on the ground and was not affected by the evil spirits floating on the ground at all. Based on this, Yang Wu took a high look at the young monk.
"I wonder what you call Master?" Yang Wu asked the young monk.
"I don't know, little monk," the young monk responded.
"You don't know? Do you think you look down on me, so you don't want to tell me?"
"The donor misunderstood, the little monk shouted 'I don't know'"
"This dharma title is quite unique. I wonder, Master, are you from the Shaolin Temple?"
"Yes, I am a disciple of Shaolin Temple, what do you call the donor?"
"Yang Wu."
Yang Wu was chatting with the monk named I don't know, while heading towards the edge of the vicious abyss.
The closer you get to the edge, the stronger the evil aura becomes.
Ordinary saint-level creatures must rely on holy armor defense to reach here.
Yang Wu and Zhi Zhi do not need it, their bodies are equally strong.
I don't know but also revealed a lot of information to Yang Wu. The most dangerous thing in this evil abyss is not the evil beast, but the "wind evil" energy here, which contains the power to tear the world apart. If you can't bear it, you will be torn into blood.
"I don't know, Master, I really want to go into the abyss to practice. Do you really want to come with me?" Yang Wu asked.
"Of course, the 'Martial Saint Conference' that takes place once in a thousand years is about to start. If I don't work hard in cultivation and lose my reputation as a Shaolin disciple, it will be my sin." I don't know.
"The Martial Saint Assembly that starts every thousand years? Is it the legendary 'Saint Assembly of Ten Thousand Races'?" Yang Wu asked in surprise.
"Yes, the Holy Gathering of Ten Thousand Races will determine the strongest martial saint and divide the resources of the Holy Realm. Whether it can reach the sky in the future depends on this Holy Gathering. The donor does not seem to pay attention to this matter?"
"I really don't know much about it. I wonder if Master can shed some light on it?"
"No hurry, no hurry, our strength is still a little weak, and it will take some time to start. Let's practice first."
"Okay, then let's go into the abyss."
Yang Wu and Zhi Shi swept down into the abyss at the same time.
As they entered the abyss, countless ferocious auras flooded them, and bursts of "woo-woo" sounds kept ringing in their ears.
Wisps of evil energy entered their bodies, and both of them felt uncomfortable.
Fortunately, they are physically strong and can still bear it.
However, they soon encountered wind demons. The power of these wind demons blew over them like blades, and each of them had the power to kill saints.
"Donor Yang Wu, be careful!" I don't know what to say loudly.
The next moment, he clasped his palms together, with a solemn treasure, and a golden bell floating on his body, forming a strong defensive force to block these wind blades.
Buddhist golden bell cover.
Jingle, jingle, jingle!
Many wind blades blew by and struck on his golden bell, leaving traces on the golden bell.
Yang Wu had no defense and used his physical strength to resist these wind blades. He just wanted to test how powerful these wind blades were. When the wind blades cut on his body, the pain made him grit his teeth. Fortunately, he could not kill him directly. The injury only left a little trace of the wind blade.
This is the power of his top holy body.
"Invite the stars to temper the body!" Yang Wu muttered to himself, running the Xianxuan to attract the power of the stars, and combine it with the power of these wind blades to further "self-abuse" the physical body and polish a more powerful holy body.
Looking at this scene, I wondered and exclaimed: "The donor's physical body is so powerful. Could it be that he has practiced some ancient body-training method?"
Yang Wu smiled and did not answer. He felt that he might have a masochistic tendency now.
Suddenly, a more powerful wind force came over, and everyone was frightened and used their strength to defend, while Yang Wu shouted: "This wave of wind blades is so refreshing."
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