"Thunder Pattern Grass, Thunder Spirit Blood Mushroom, Magic Cloud Flower, Black Thunder Fruit..."
Xiao Chen took out other magic fruits mentioned in the Black Mountain from the storage ring. These magic fruits cannot increase cultivation. () Therefore, it was not refined directly that day, but it was valuable, so he kept it after he saw it.
Everything contains the pure power of the Thunder Avenue, but everything is tainted with demonic nature.
To demonic warriors, they are all treasures of infinite value.
Righteous warriors need the water of Taiyin to wash away the demonic nature before refining it.
Xiao Chen didn't need to worry too much. A piece of heavenly material and earthly treasure that was raised in Black Mountain and no one cared about was swallowed by him directly.
If other demonic warriors were here, they would definitely exclaim, what a waste.
These extremely precious medicinal materials naturally need to be made into heavenly elixirs and taken to ensure that the medicinal properties are not lost at all.
But Xiao Chen has no scruples, because these things cost zero to him.
After being exhausted from each piece of demonic energy and swallowed by Xiao Chen, bursts of black thunder and fire erupted from his body. The aura of the Thunder Dao on his body continued to increase sharply, and he made breakthroughs in the fourth level of the Thunder Dao domain.
Lei Dao is his strongest and most powerful basic strength now, and he wants to advance to another level.
Can you let your Thunder Domain break through the fifth level? With the blessing of alloy dragon armor, it will definitely be even more terrifying.
Seven days later, Xiao Chen opened his eyes, with lightning flashing in his eyes, and his whole body was filled with the terrifying power of thunder.
"Unfortunately, I'm still a little short of it. However, I have consolidated this Thunder Dao Realm at the peak of the fourth level! I only need an opportunity to break through."
Exhaling a breath of turbid air, Xiao Chen whispered to himself, it's time to try something next. How powerful is his peak thunder path
The secret realm is a small world.
Even if there is a commotion here, there will be no movement from the outside world.
Whoosh!
Xiao Chen stood up and dodged, then came to the center of this small world, a vast and boundless land with undulating barren mountains.
Bang bang bang, black gloves in the hands, each of them sprang out a thunder and lightning dragon shadow. It surrounded Xiao Chen's arm and spread to his whole body, and then the two dragons merged.
The silver battle armor embellished with purple dragon patterns was in full effect, and a pendant made of dragon's reverse scale hung between his eyebrows. Xiao Chen's whole temperament changed drastically.
It is the alloy dragon armor that belongs exclusively to Xiao Chen in the world!
With a slight thought in his mind, the fourth-level peak thunder domain appeared, and the terrifying power caused the sky to be filled with thunder clouds.
break!
The dragon pattern in the battle armor flashes, and the dragon soul contained within activates the formation within it, reaching the fourth level of the peak realm. Suddenly, he rose to another level and reached the peak of the fifth level.
Ice Realm!
Xiao Chen gave a soft drink, and two layers of ice realm appeared. For a moment, heavy snow fell and the cold wind continued.
The Taoist power rose again, reaching the sixth level.
The realm of swords!
boom!
The three realms are superimposed layer by layer, and Xiao Chen is like a peerless sword, standing between heaven and earth. The Taoist power that permeates the body breaks through layer by layer, seventh level, eighth level, ninth level!
Daowei, straight to the ninth level.
"not enough!"
The divine thunder of all calamities appears!
In the soul pool, the Green Dragon God was shining brightly, and the vast soul pool suddenly became undercurrent. There seems to be a real dragon leaping, and the talisman seal condensed with the divine thunder of the immortal era is like a dragon breaking through the sea, revealing the tip of the iceberg.
In an instant, the entire soul pool was filled with golden lightning, filling every corner.
From Xiao Chen's palm, a golden talisman slowly emerged. Rumbling, with the surge of golden talismans, the entire secret realm trembled. It seemed that a terrifying power was brewing in Xiao Chen's body.
boom!
When the golden talisman and seal completely appeared, Xiao Chen's Taoist authority was completely transformed, undergoing a qualitative change, reaching the level of coercion that could only be displayed at the tenth level of a single Taoist realm.
Under the pull of the golden talisman in his palm, the power is even greater than that, and it is extremely terrifying.
At this moment, Xiao Chen felt that he had surging power. For a moment, even this small world seemed weak in his eyes.
With just a tap of a bucket, the sky in this secret realm will fall apart and fall apart.
receive!
In the soul pool, the talisman that appeared as the tip of the iceberg disappeared quietly. The golden talisman in his hand slipped into his palm, and the three realms retracted into his body one by one, and the alloy dragon armor quietly fell off.
In an instant, Xiao Chen changed from the terrifying thunder god just now to a second-line emperor who was harmless to humans and animals and looked nothing more than this.
"Retractable and retractable... It seems that those demonic Dao fruits are still very helpful to me. If I am in the Thunder Dao domain and have not reached the peak of the fourth level, I am afraid it will be impossible to control the Dao power that has reached the tenth level. "
Xiao Chen whispered to himself, feeling at the same time that his own strength had reached a bottleneck in all aspects.
The realm is stuck at the peak of the second lineage, the emperor.
The Thunder Dao Domain is stuck at the bottleneck of the fourth level peak, unable to make any progress.
Ten Thousand Dragons Jue is stuck at the second level peak, and has been unable to break through the third level and reach the realm of Ten Thousand Dragons taking flight.
The sword technique is stuck in Sha Wu She, Sha Wu She cannot reach perfection, and it is difficult to break through the Dao realm of the sword.
"Perhaps... the Yanhuang Ancient Tomb is an opportunity for me to make breakthroughs in all aspects."
A flash of light flashed in Xiao Chen's eyes, if these bottlenecks were to be broken through one by one. His strength will undergo a real qualitative change, reaching such an extent that even he cannot imagine.
"Don't think about these things for now. The Thunder Dao Realm is here for now. Next, I will refine the Tai Chi Yin and Yang Flame Diagram."
Xiao Chen retracted his thoughts and his eyes fell on the scroll in his hand, full of expectation.
Before leaving the Tianmeng, it was time for those fires exchanged for military achievements to be put to use.
If you look down at the imperial city from the starry sky at this time, you can see the royal palaces on all sides of the palace.
They all have dragon aura rising, their eyes are shining brightly, their ambitions are revealed, and they are looking directly above the palace.
Above that is the true dragon sword condensed with the dragon veins of the imperial city, the Flame Emperor Sword!
Whoever can hold this sword, which symbolizes the supreme power of the Yanwu Dynasty, will be the True Dragon Emperor, and whoever can step onto the throne of the Yanhuang Dynasty.
In the secret realm of the thirteenth prince's palace, the aura of the ancient bloodline was lingering in every corner of the secret realm.
The sky is illuminated by pairs of golden prehistoric gods' eyes, resplendent and resplendent, like a canopy paved with gold, which makes people deeply shocked.
At the peak of the highest mountain in the secret realm, the thirteenth prince Wang Yi looked at the golden sky with a smile on his face, filled with great pride.
Beside him, there were two old men.
One person was wearing a raincoat, carrying a fishing rod on his back, and dressed as a fisherman. It was Sikong Shu, the imperial master of the Baize Empire.
The other person, wearing a silver dragon robe, calm and majestic, with a faint look of king in his eyebrows, is the Silver Dragon King of the Shenlong Empire.
Wang Yi said calmly: "Two seniors, it's time to start."
The Silver Dragon King nodded slightly and shouted in a deep voice, saying only one word: "Fight!"
Drinking loudly in this life seemed to detonate the prehistoric atmosphere that filled the sky.
Below, the vast land erupted with terrifying fighting spirit, and figures hiding in the darkness were seen. Suddenly killed, everyone has the cultivation level of an emperor and has pure ancient blood.
This is where the shocking melee begins.
The Silver Dragon King smiled and said: "Thirteenth prince, except for the Golden Crow Empire, all the emperors under the age of 500 from other empires are gathered here. In this battle, the last ten people killed will join you in the battle against the Yan Dynasty. Imperial Mausoleum. An emperor with prehistoric blood is already very powerful and can kill enemies across borders. I can’t think of any reason why the thirteenth prince should not become the crown prince.”
Wang Yi was overjoyed when he heard this and couldn't help laughing: "Senior Silver Dragon King said it well, it's really wonderful. Wushen Palace deserves to be the super power with the deepest foundation, and its combat power is really astonishing. However, I originally thought Three separate places were left for Brother Qin Ming, Brother Bai Yunfei, and Brother Xia Hou, but I didn’t expect that the three of them would also participate in the fight.”
Sikong Shu said calmly: "The three of them are the strongest leaders in the Martial God Palace. Even if they fight against those hundreds of years old leaders, they will not be at a disadvantage. The Thirteenth Prince can rest assured, the last ten people standing will definitely be There will be them."
Wang Yi's eyes flashed brightly, and he pondered: "Really? Then I really need to take a closer look."
In the secret realm, at least four hundred emperors gathered together. The fight was thrilling to watch. The Martial God Palace rules the eight empires, and its profound heritage is truly terrifying.
As the Silver Dragon King said, every emperor present is extremely powerful. Selecting ten people to fight against the Yanhuang Ancient Tomb, there is really no reason to lose.
However, things in this world are unpredictable.
The ancient mausoleum of Emperor Yan contains many variables, and no one can guarantee in advance that they will have a happy ending.
The princes of each family are nervously recruiting customers and selecting strange people.
But the secret realm of the eldest prince's palace seemed a bit strange.
In the secret realm, Wang Fei looked bored, sitting on the throne, drinking wine one cup after another.
Beside him was a middle-aged man with Six Meridians Emperor cultivation, holding a sword and looking ahead solemnly.
This person, named Zuo Yu, is a top master secretly trained by the Taimiao clan elder. As early as hundreds of years ago, the Taimiao Ancestral Hall began to prepare for this battle for the crown prince, and the Sixth Meridian Emperor Zuo Yu was their trump card carefully prepared for the eldest prince Wang Fei.
In front of his field of vision, there was a large ship with a blood moon flag, parked on the top of the mountains.
Blood Moon... This is the symbol of the Blood Martial Dynasty.
In the main cabin of the building, there was an invisible man in black clothes. There was an eyepatch on the left side of his face that exposed his eyes. If you look carefully, you will find that the left eye exposed by the eyepatch seems to have a vertical row of faint vermilion dots on the pupil, which appears and disappear intermittently, which is extremely strange.
Beside him, there was a man and a woman sitting. Apart from this, everyone else stood behind these three people.
The man on the left has handsome features, a lotus-like temperament, and a smile on his lips. His elegant facial features almost made people ignore his smooth head, and thus his status as a monk.
It is none other than the former Holy Son of Black Lotus, now the Lord of Black Lotus, Mingxuan!
The woman on the right, if Xiao Chen were here, would be shocked, thinking that Yang Qing had come back to life.
It is not difficult for those who are interested to guess her identity, she is the Saint of Qinglian.
The focus at this moment is not the three people, but the person standing in front of the hall who is imprisoned and has a helpless face.
"My lord... I have already searched the soul. There is indeed no memory of the inheritance key in his mind."
The man in black with the mysterious left eye was not satisfied. He looked at the man and said to himself: "Jiang He... the only son of the previous generation Tianlong, if he doesn't know the whereabouts of the inheritance key, then wouldn't there be no one in this world?" Got it."
[The ancient mausoleum of Emperor Yan will be a more exciting plot than waiting for a sword. More grandiose, both good and evil leaders will appear on the stage, entangled with grievances, interpreting the battle between good and evil, many mysteries will be revealed, and the most important thing is that there will be many real battles between emperors!]