Gazing at the drastic changes that occurred on the Medicine Refining Peak, at the other end of the valley, on the main peak belonging to the sect master, Situ Jing was standing there looking angrily, and beside her, an old man in white appeared after the initial nothingness.
This man had white hair and a youthful face, and looked quite amiable. His eyes sparkled with a gleam that was very dazzling, and between his brows there was a rotating seal of reincarnation. An aura of the gods spread out, filling all directions and stirring the void.
"Are you serious?" The old man said this, looking deeply at Situ Jing. He was neither the sect leader nor her father, but the criminal law elder in the main peak.
He and Nangong Zheng have always been at odds with each other. If what Situ Jing said was true, the Medicine Refining Peak would suffer a severe blow.
He embezzled the sect's things, and it was very likely that they were the things that had made a name for themselves in the entire Supreme God Realm in the past few years. Even gods would be tempted by these things, let alone him.
Watching the flames rising into the sky, he clearly sensed the aura of countless mysterious formations from it, which merged into the heaven and earth and drained away the flame veins of the entire Guiyuan Divine Sect.
"It's absolutely true. Nangong Li and I saw it together. This person fell from the void, and with his flesh alone, he smashed the ground into a divine pit ten feet in size. Moreover, there was also a very ugly bird that fell with him."
"Bird?" The white-haired old man did not comment, but what Situ Jing said about Feng Qingyang aroused his interest: "Such a strong body, he must be a physical cultivator without a doubt, but the physical cultivator is far away in the Great Yu Divine Dynasty, so far away from us Suzakuguo, and you said that his cultivation is only at the early stage of the Ancient God, which must be suspicious."
The old man said in a deep voice, his eyes fixed on the medicine refining peak that was almost on fire. After a long time, his gaze suddenly narrowed, and his whole body began to spread, almost exploding.
"What a great Nangong Zheng! He even refined the divine weapon bestowed by the sect master." When these words came out, Situ Jing at the back was also shocked.
She looked forward to it, but in the end she could only sigh helplessly, blaming herself for being too naive and letting Nangong Li go. Moreover, if Pangu had not arrived in time, she would have been in great danger. When she thought of this, her heart was filled with complete anger.
"He has extracted the flame veins of the entire Guiyuan Divine Sect, and also sacrificed the magic weapon of the gods. I think there must be something fishy going on. I want to go and see what this old guy is doing." Then he flicked his sleeves and rushed towards the Medicine Refining Peak.
In the back, Situ Jing was overjoyed and successfully persuaded the elder of criminal law. Even if she couldn't get the miraculous corpse, in fact, all she wanted was to vent her anger.
Nangong Zheng, who was in the Medicine Refining Peak, was soaked all over at this time, with heat waves rising. Even though he was at the level of a celestial god, his body could not bear such high-intensity training. But when he thought of the peerless Dharma body that might appear in a month, he could not help but get excited. This was their future, and even if he died, he would completely refine it.
"All the materials are used up." Thinking of this, he suddenly fell silent. After a while, he raised his hand and pressed it lightly on his chest. A stream of blood containing the essence of the early stage of the God spurted out and entered the medicine cauldron.
Boom!
Almost at the moment when this stream of blood entered, the entire medicine cauldron began to tremble, as if it could no longer withstand the tremendous pressure contained within it.
Nangong Zheng clasped his hands together, and the majestic power of the gods completely enveloped him. Colorful light burst out from Feng Qingyang's body. This scene fell into Nangong Zheng's eyes, making him even more delighted.
"The seven-colored battle body is indeed from the Great Yu Divine Dynasty. Moreover, he is the descendant of a general or prince. This is definitely the bloodline of a general."
The Dayu Divine Dynasty was an extremely ancient dynasty. The monks in this country did not practice the way of the gods, but instead focused on cultivating their physical bodies. Each of them was extremely powerful. They could pick stars and hold the moon, and could split mountains and fall to the ground at will. They were extremely powerful.
Among them, the Eight Talents King Body is the direct bloodline of the royal family, and the Nine-Colored Yellow Body is the descendant of the emperor. Feng Qingyang exudes a colorful halo all over his body. In Nangong Zheng's view, this almost nakedly proves his inner guess to him.
The seven-colored battle body can be cultivated to the level of a God King. When he thought of this, he was so excited that he almost went crazy. It turned out to be a seven-colored battle body, the talent of a God King, it was indeed the talent of a God King.
Feng Qingyang, who was inside the medicine cauldron, was also shocked when he heard what Nangong Zheng said. The colorful halo radiating from him was exactly what was rotating from his Dantian destiny. Moreover, the radiating halo would directly spread into his flesh and blood, filling his muscles over and over again to temper them.
"In that case, it is necessary for me to pay a visit to the Great Yu Divine Dynasty." He calmed his mind and concentrated on quietly absorbing the medicinal power flowing in the medicine cauldron.
However, his face remained ferocious and painful the whole time. Only in this way could he create an illusion so as not to be noticed by the old man. If he was noticed, with his current strength, he would not be able to escape from him.
The nine-layer immortal palace in Dantian, as the medicinal power entered, the chanting sound was almost deafening, and crazy colorful colors rushed to the second layer along with the chanting.
And his destiny, under this rotation, entered the first level of the Nine-Layered Immortal Palace and was at the top position. With its entry, the colorful halo spreading from his body became almost intense to the extreme.
"Is it possible to transform into the Eight-Colored King Body?" Nangong was about to go crazy. At this moment, he increased the output of his magic power and quickly refined Feng Qingyang's body.
Buzz…
But at this moment, a strong vibration suddenly came from the Medicine Refining Peak. The sudden appearance made him lose control and he was instantly hit by a strong backlash. A mouthful of blood surged up, but he swallowed it back at his throat.
"Who is it? Who is disturbing me while I am practicing at this time!" His face was gloomy to the extreme, and he almost gritted his teeth. His vigorous voice, accompanied by the breath of the gods, spread out.
"Old man, come out here. I heard that your precious son found a treasure for you. Hurry up and show it to me. If you keep it for yourself, don't blame me for reporting it to the sect master and accusing you of embezzling the sect's property."
Outside the cave, the Criminal Law Elder's voice sounded cheerfully but with a hint of threat, reaching the ears of Nangong Zheng who was inside the cave.
Nangong Li, who was standing aside, had a pale face. He retreated to the gate of the cave and looked at the Criminal Law Elder and Situ Jing angrily. He wanted to raise his hand to stop them, but before he could say anything, the Criminal Law Elder indiscriminately slapped him in the face and pinned him to the spot, making him unable to move.