"Luck, it turns out to be the top-grade Vientiane Crystal Core in Fairyland—"
Vientiane itself, when it is still alive, does not have a fixed crystal core and is ever-changing.
Only after death will the crystal nuclei condense. However, it is not as strong as ordinary hand beast crystals. Instead, it feels a bit like resin after solidification.
At this time, Zong Shou was certain that before him, there must be a divine beast-level Wanxiang that was left behind after death.
I felt a hint of impatience and longing coming from Xiao Jin.
Zong Shou was also inexplicably surprised. He took a deep breath and suppressed it.
"Little guy, please calm down for a moment!"
After patting Xiao Jin on the head, Zong Shou took a closer look at the situation in the palace.
After a little analysis of the spiritual formation restrictions in the chapter, Zong Shou suddenly realized something.
Then, without hesitation, take a big step forward and go inward.
And when he stepped inside, he saw that the palace door was suddenly closed. And in front of him, a vague figure also appeared. It's vaguely like Zong Shou's, and it's becoming more and more real.
Sure enough, since it is the crystal core of the divine beast Vientiane, the test here must also be related to the magical power of Vientiane's transformation.
Most of what he has to face is his own simulated projection.
Waiting quietly, the shadow's facial features became increasingly clear. Just when the entire figure was about to be completed, the transformation suddenly stopped.
Then Zong Shou was dumbfounded, watching the virtual "Zong Shou" opposite him constantly twisting, collapsing, and reuniting again.
"Can't simulate it? How could it be so?"
Looking carefully in surprise, there are no flaws in the spiritual formation restrictions in this hall.
But when simulated for more than ten times in a row, the figure still collapsed. The spiritual formation in this stone palace is also gradually collapsing.
Zong Shou frowned slightly, and then he suddenly woke up and remembered the aura of the beginning that he could not restrain for the time being. Furthermore, there is the sapphire blue brilliance within the core of his soul sea.
If nothing unexpected happened, the reason why Shidianli's spiritual formation could not successfully copy him must be due to the two reasons.
If everything was really going on, it would have stopped long ago. But this spiritual formation without the ability to think, although it has the core of all things crystal, has no spiritual intelligence in itself.
And just a moment later, the figure in front of Zong Shou completely disappeared. There are only a few remnants of the spiritual formation in the temple.
Zong Shou was speechless for a while, but luckily he was still eager to try and carefully prepared for a long time. Unexpectedly, the test questions this time were so easy to solve that he didn't even need to do anything.
With a casual move, he captured the all-encompassing crystal core that had lost its protection. Just after taking a closer look, Xiaojin couldn't wait to spread up and swallow the crystal core completely.
Then the whole body turned into a ball and shrank into a ball.
Zong Shou laughed dumbly and threw it into the spirit beast bag.
It is not easy to swallow and digest this fairyland-level crystal core. Even the outer layer cannot be cracked within three to five months. This little thing will probably be asleep for a long time.
Turning around and leaving, Zong Shou continued to search. At this time, several more figures appeared in this space.
Zong Yuan was also among them, which made Zong Shou slightly surprised. I don’t know how he passed the fifth level, the starlight formation.
He seemed to be looking for something intently, and it was inconvenient for him to come over, so he just bowed from afar. . Zong Shou glanced over there, but also didn't pay much attention.
Time is short, even a breath of time is precious. This time is indeed not the time to talk.
And just when Zong Shou found the gate of the 3420th stone palace. Finally, with a thought in his heart, his eyes brightened, and he stepped inside without hesitation. In this stone palace, there was the God Realm Dragon Pill. The color is deep golden, hanging in the air, exuding a dazzling light. It was only the size of a briquette, but its surface was filled with mysterious runes that kept flashing.
Within the aura emanating from the surroundings, it seemed as if there were dragon shadows roaming within.
And as soon as he became the sect guard, he stepped into this palace. Immediately, I felt a vast dragon power, suddenly pressing down.
Every time I take a step forward, I feel the pressure getting heavier.
"This level is to resist the pressure of this divine dragon?"
The real dragon in the divine realm is no longer there, and now it is just the remaining power on the dragon core. But he is still domineering and powerful.
"It is said that the Dragon Clan is the king of all beasts in the world. With its natural bloodline, it can suppress all races. It is also said that there are nine kinds of true dragons. Each true dragon itself represents a avenue of heaven and earth. After reaching the realm, it can even be compared to other races. On the great road itself. These words are not even the slightest exaggeration—"
Zong Shou clenched his fist and could clearly sense that this Dragon Pill had completely separated all the metal spiritual energy here. To completely isolate these spiritual energies from him!
With a cold snort, Zong Shou still stepped forward step by step, and the same tyrannical martial arts thoughts surged up.
Of all the sword intentions, the one he understood most deeply at this time was the Nine-Nine Dragon Shadow Sword. That day at Julong Mountain, I directly realized the realm of Sword Soul!
And recently, when I look at the scenery of Taichu, it seems to be quite beneficial.
At this time, they were fighting with all their strength. Behind Zong Shou, nine dragon shadows of different shapes appeared faintly.
Almost every step, there is a dragon shadow, from virtual to 'real'!
—Platinum Dragon. The Dragon of Green Wood, the Dragon of Thunder, the Dragon of Xuanyin, the Dragon of Fiery Flame, the Dragon of Instant Sky, the Dragon of Black and Yellow, the Ice Chi Dragon—
When each dragon shape transformed from the previous shadow into a real entity, it roared and circled.
On Zong Shou, the sword shadow that had turned into 'substance' became even more condensed.
Confronted with that dragon's power, he didn't lose at all. The whole body seemed to be unable to bear the burden, and was constantly torn open with shocking scars. Zong Shou didn't care at all, as if the wounds were not on him.
And when the nine dragon shadows suddenly gathered in one place, they faintly turned into a sword shape. Zong Shou has taken the last step and arrived in front of the dragon pill.
The sword's power was so strong that it turned against the enemy at this moment. His Nine-Nine Dragon Shadow Sword Intent was vaguely superior to this dragon's power!
With an emotionless look at the already dimmed Long Dan, Zong Shou flicked his finger, and in an instant the entire spiritual formation collapsed.
And the Dragon Pill, after losing its restraint, immediately turned into a golden light and flew away outside the palace gate.
"It's just a dead thing. Where do you want to fly to?"
With one move of soul power, the dragon pill was firmly bound. However, this thing was still struggling fiercely, unable to compete with his soul power.
But when the sect guard was in charge, he used a sword to overwhelm him. Then he punched out the magic talismans one by one, and finally gradually restrained the divine realm dragon pill tightly and put it into his sleeve.
When he walked out of the palace door again, Zong Shou frowned for the first time and looked at himself.
He was dripping with blood and scarred, and even taking a few eighth-level elixirs could not heal him.
This was still on the surface. The internal organs in his body were even more seriously injured. They were all compressed, deformed, and almost burst.
These injuries were not due to the oppression of the dragon. It was the injury caused by his own inability to carry the martial arts thoughts at the 'Sword Soul' level.
"Sure enough, the inner breath has not reached the seventh level and has not changed qualitatively. The strength of this physical body is still somewhat insufficient—"
After sighing, Zong Shou remembered Ye Feishang's words before. In the Dragon Clan's more than ten thousand years, no one has ever been able to obtain the eighth spiritual object.
Here, it is indeed stronger every time. Every time you take something, the subsequent test will definitely be stronger.
Compared to the relaxed and freehand moments before, this time, it was a bit embarrassing.
Even he didn't dare to say that he would be able to gain more.
And when he looked around, he saw Zong Yuan, who was fighting fiercely with someone in the distance.
Zong Shou glanced over there, and then his eyes narrowed dangerously.
"Yuanshi Demon Sect?"
This time, it seems that this person is the only one from the Yuanshi Demon Sect who has entered this place where the Dragon Clan is truly inherited. But he was also a ninth-level man, holding a black wooden sword in his hand, standing on an altar.
Across a distance of three thousand feet, he controlled three seventh-level soul beasts from a distance, trapping Zong Shou.
In this place of inheritance, everyone's cultivation level has been firmly suppressed to the seventh level. Even the spiritual master can only protect them here, above the seventh level of the imperial envoy. At this time, the three seventh-level soul beasts are not in Zongyuan's land at all. They will be killed by Zongyuan at any time. risk.
The day-traveling spiritual master of the Yuanshi Demon Sect seemed to be well aware of Zongyuan's combat power, so he only had these three soul beasts to protect and contain him. He was on the altar, constantly casting spiritual spells and striking out from afar.
And a mysterious golden turtle that was suppressed to the seventh level of strength by a secret method never left his side.
Zong Principle stood in the distance and walked towards the Dharma altar with a firm step.
All kinds of powerful spiritual arts around him came one after another, but they were often broken by his thunder spear intention just after they took shape.
It can't be said to be swaying freely, but it still looks calm, and it's just a little laborious.
Near the two of them, there were three more people watching from a distance, including Fang Ming, all of whom had an inexplicable luster.
Zong Shou raised his eyebrows, then sneered. Holding the Broken Autumn Sword in hand, he walked silently towards the altar.
The surging murderous intent was all restrained. The Qi machine was also restrained to the extreme. The whole person approached quietly as if he didn't exist.
Everyone else was unaware, but Fang Ming suddenly frowned. Then he chuckled and suddenly ducked between Zongyuan and the altar. With a slight flick of his sleeves, a ray of fire was directly dispersed.
"Brother Luo Ming, there are so many spiritual creatures in this place, why should we harm our peace for such a small thing? There is still a lot of time left. After searching carefully this time, we might as well find something that we can't miss and harvest. His Highness Zong Shou thought that how?"
Na Luo Ming was slightly angry at being stopped, his eyes showed dissatisfaction. At this time, he was reminded by Fang Ming, and he was suddenly shocked.