At the foot of the mountain, Xiao Chen finally learned from Mo Lingtian what this trip was about. (learn ww)
King Tianpeng, a member of the Tianpeng clan in the Demon Realm, is an unprecedented king and Demon Emperor. Before his death, he transformed his life's cultivation insights into a picture of a big roc spreading its wings.
During his lifetime, the Sky Canopy King once found a star in the endless galaxy and refined it into a palace. After his death, it became his tomb.
The picture of the Spreading Dapeng's Wings is in this tomb palace. However, when the picture of the Spreading Dapeng's Wings was first formed, a group of experts from the Tianpeng tribe actually fought and killed each other in order to compete for the picture.
But if you think about it, you can understand that if the lifelong insights of an emperor can be obtained, it will be of almost heavenly help to his own cultivation and future practice.
During the fight, the picture of Dapeng spreading its wings was destroyed into several fragments, and the picture scroll collapsed at that moment. The terrifying energy that burst out exploded several peak martial saints from the Tianpeng tribe who were competing for the scroll into powder in an instant.
The Star Tomb Palace was also completely closed at that moment. According to the design of the Canopy King, people above the Martial Saint level were no longer allowed to enter and soared directly into the sky.
Breaking through the barrier of the sky, he flew into the depths of the boundless starry sky.
The powerful Tianpeng clan had been greatly reduced in strength due to the death of King Tianpeng, and all the strongest members of the clan died in the battle for the scroll.
The prosperous age that the Tianpeng King created for the Tianpeng clan is gone forever, and their strength has dropped sharply. Thousands of years later, the current Tianpeng clan has completely become the last existence among the hundreds of clans in the Demon Realm.
Every hundred years, the Tomb Palace will pass above the Tianpeng Clan. The Tianpeng Clan has never given up calling the Tomb Palace, praying that the Tomb Palace can be recalled so that the Tianpeng Clan can regain its glory.
There is definite news that after several generations of attempts by the Tianpeng clan, the Tomb of Stars will really be summoned by the Tianpeng clan this time.
As time has passed, the Tianpeng clan, which used to be so powerful in the past, has long since moved away from the prosperous areas of the Demon Realm and moved to the borderlands of the Demon Realm, to the sandbank eight thousand miles away in Hunluo Prefecture.
The sandbank is a vast desert, desolate and lifeless, with all kinds of murderers running rampant. There are only a few smaller oases.
Having gotten into such a situation, one can imagine how declining the Tianpeng clan is now.
The distance of eight thousand miles, if it is not feasible for mortals, I don’t know how long it would take to walk. For Mo Lingtian and his party, it is not a particularly far place, it can even be said to be very close.
He was able to fly thousands of miles in one day with ease. Eight days later, a seemingly endless golden desert appeared in front of the eight people.
Mo Lingtian looked at the rolling yellow sand, glanced at Xiao Chen behind him, twitched the corner of his mouth and said: "There are various ferocious beasts lurking under this desert, including flaming sand snakes, earth lizards, magic spotted leopards, and bone dragons. There are too many to count, and the most troublesome one is the gold-eating bug.”
"Xiao Chen, you are the strongest physically, so you will open the way and take us to the summoning altar of the Tianpeng tribe. I will show you the direction."
Xiao Chen sneered in his heart, this guy was really rude, he just thought he was training his body, and he would settle the score with him later.
Looking at Xiao Chen who "obediently" stepped forward, Mo Lingtian raised the corners of his mouth with a proud smile. What kind of swordsman in white robe is not just like a dog in my hands, but I really think I can get some benefits.
"Haha, Ling Tian, I really belong to you."
"What kind of white-robed swordsman dares to challenge Bai Wuxue? In front of the young master, he honestly doesn't dare to say anything."
When the five elders behind Mo Lingtian saw this scene, they immediately flattered him.
"What do the Seven Giants mean? I am unparalleled among the heavens. If I take charge of the Changtian Sword Sect in the future, I will definitely become the Changtian Emperor and be powerful in Kunlun. Elders, let's go!"
Several people secretly communicated with each other without saying anything clearly, but Nangong Qiong heard it clearly. Hearing Mo Lingtian's last words, he almost couldn't help but laugh.
Wu Yuankai, one of the top ten evil men in Hunluo City, could only be beaten to death by Xiao Chen. I don't know where Mo Lingtian got the confidence to look down on Xiao Chen like this.
Bang bang bang!
The sun was scorching, yellow sand was everywhere, and ferocious beasts jumped out from the sand from time to time. Xiao Chen was also unequivocal and used Dragon Claw Fist to kill these ferocious beasts one by one.
Between the steps, the dragon moves and the tiger steps, between the fists and claws, the dragon roars non-stop. Unless the ferocious beasts are at level nine or above, most ferocious beasts cannot escape Xiao Chen's ten moves.
On top of the hot sand, Xiao Chen gained a lot from practicing his fist and kick skills.
In the past, he practiced on the plains, which were more complicated, including grasslands and forests. He had never practiced in such a dangerous environment as the desert.
The Kunlun Realm is far more powerful than the Cangqiong Realm, and Xiao Chen has experienced its power for the first time.
Under the intense sunshine without cloud cover, Xiao Chen's clothes were soaked through in less than an hour, as if they were fished out of the river.
His body was suffering endless torments for no reason. If he were an ordinary person, he would definitely stop and take a good rest, use his true energy to block the sun and make himself comfortable.
But Xiao Chen felt an unparalleled sense of joy. Under such exposure to the sun, he was exerting all his strength, and the running-in of muscles, bones, and blood showed faint signs of getting to a higher level.
The shackles of the first-order holy body seemed to be broken through at any time. Xiao Chen was so ecstatic that he couldn't help but work harder with murderous intent to block the way of the ferocious beast.
Mo Lingtian looked at Xiao Chen, who was sweating like rain a thousand meters ahead and looking like a murderer, and sneered: "He is indeed a country bumpkin from the Sky Realm. The great sun in the Kunlun Realm is the most powerful Yang attribute flame in the three thousand worlds. "
"Without the protection of clouds, a mortal would die on the spot if exposed to the sun for an hour. In our realm, exposure to the sun regardless of consumption will also cause fire poisoning."
"If it weren't for this, I wouldn't care about a few bugs blocking the road."
The five inner sect elders of the Changtian Sword Sect also spoke in agreement with mocking looks on their faces.
Nangong Qiong has seen many people, and naturally knows that Xiao Chen is not stupid, and it is impossible not to feel the power of the Kunlun Realm Sun. There must be a reason to be so desperate to kill the beasts blocking the road.
Sure enough, after observing for a long time, she finally discovered the secret. I couldn't help but be shocked, this guy actually used the bright sun in the Kunlun Realm to directly temper his body.
And it seemed to be quite effective. It made Mo Lingtian and others laughable, and Xiao Chen, a country bumpkin, really didn't know what to say.
With Xiao Chen taking the lead in the death-defying killing, Mo Lingtian and others were quite relaxed. They only needed to deal with the occasional fish that slipped through.
Three days later, Xiao Chen's bones all over his body crackled and crackled, and he suddenly felt relaxed, as if he was suddenly relieved of a heavy burden.
"The first-level holy body has advanced to the second level."
Xiao Chen casually punched and blasted away a Flame Sand Snake that jumped out, with a look of joy on his face as he squinted at the scorching sun in the sky.
The bottleneck of the first-order holy body has been broken through like this. It is really an unexpected joy of this trip.
Mo Lingtian, who was a thousand meters away, did not notice the changes in Xiao Chen. Amidst the pulsation of the ferocious beast, various sounds continued, which were far more violent than the crunching of Xiao Chen's bones just now.
What's more, Mo Lingtian didn't take Xiao Chen seriously at all, thinking that he only had the cultivation level of a top-grade Martial Emperor, and no matter how strong he was, he couldn't get much stronger.
Half an hour later, Xiao Chen, who was advancing, stopped. At the end of his sight, the figure of the Tianpeng clan warrior finally appeared.
Mo Lingtian and Xiao Chen gathered together, looked at the two Tianpeng clan warriors patrolling in front, and said with a ferocious smile: "We've arrived. I've been holding in my anger for so long. It's time to vent my anger."
A two-finger-wide amethyst long sword popped out of his sleeve. Mo Lingtian held the hilt of the sword, and countless thunder-attribute auras suddenly gathered under his feet.
boom!
A bolt of lightning exploded under his feet, and Mo Lingtian's body turned into a purple lightning bolt, soaring into the sky so fast that it was almost impossible to catch it with the naked eye.
When the lightning disappeared from the sky, Mo Lingtian's figure suddenly landed next to the two Tianpeng clan warriors.
The thunder light jumped on the amethyst sword, a ray of sword light flickered, and the two heads flew out with a flash. The two warriors from the Tianpeng tribe were killed when they had the opportunity to scream.
The five old men hurriedly flew forward and said with a smile: "Young Master's thunder steps are indeed superb. In an instant, the distance is two thousand meters."
Xiao Chen recalled the process of Mo Lingtian's Thunder Step in his mind. After a while, if I gain something, I feel that this body technique has many merits.
Standing side by side with Mo Lingtian, five thousand meters below the sand dune, the Tianpeng tribe's large army had been divided into several columns and guarded tightly in all directions.
His consciousness crossed the column and reached the core point beyond his sight. Xiao Chen saw a vast and complicated formation.
On the nodes of the complex array, there are seven or forty-nine dazzling light groups jumping, with overwhelming spiritual energy, forming light pillars and rising into the sky.
Good guy, no wonder I dared to say that I would definitely succeed. I actually collected forty-nine top-grade spiritual veins and moved all the sources of the spiritual veins here.
The Tianpeng clan, for this summoning of the Tomb Palace, may have spent all the accumulation of the clan on it. If it fails, it will be a disaster.
In the center of the formation, there is an altar full of ancient atmosphere. In the middle of the altar, stands a young man wearing golden armor, with a heroic spirit and a wanton edge.
He squinted at the various visitors hidden behind the dunes in all directions, with an evil smile on his lips, not caring.
Seeing the other party's expression, Xiao Chen felt slightly uncomfortable, and a very bizarre idea came to his mind. Could it be that the Tianpeng clan had deliberately leaked this news
Mo Lingtian looked around and looked around, and chuckled: "There are quite a few acquaintances who came to join in the fun. Wang Ying from the Bone Tomb Hall, Zuo Guangyuan from the Teng She Mansion, Teng Peng from the Blood Shadow Sect, and from the Tianhu Sect. The clouds are flying, Xiang Fei of the Demonic Hall."
"There are also many geniuses from the Demon Realm who have traveled thousands of miles to come here. Unfortunately, they all came back disappointed."
As he spoke, Mo Lingtian pointed out the situation, looking quite proud.
Xiao Chen and Nangong Qiong directly ignored his words and secretly transmitted messages. After entering, how could they find an opportunity to outwit these half-saints of the Changtian Sword Sect.
As night falls, the forty-nine light pillars above the formation appear brighter in the dark night.
Looking at the sky, a star that is brighter than Hua Guang and obviously different from the others is slowly crossing the sky, getting closer and closer to the direction corresponding to the altar.
At this moment, everyone held their breath, with burning eyes, waiting quietly for the moment when the stars fell.