"Those who are not of my race must have different hearts, and death would not be a pity."
Xiang Yang glanced at the six islanders who died tragically with a cold expression, not feeling guilty at all for killing them.
"The location of Kowloon spitting pearls, I hope it can give me a little surprise."
Xiang Yang looked at the valley with expectation in his eyes. The mouth of the surrounding nine dragon-veined mountains was facing the valley, and the valley was round, exactly like the 'dragon pearl' in the 'Nine Dragons Spitting Pearls'.
Xiang Yang pulled out a ninja samurai sword from Shanfeng Yidui, flipped it over at will, and rolled up wisps of sword light, with a permeating cold light.
"Made of hundreds of refined steel, barely usable."
Xiang Yang chuckled softly and looked at the six corpses on the ground such as Shanfeng Yi. He shook his head and said, "Forget it, I'll be a good person and bury you."
"boom!"
While speaking, Xiang Yang's right foot suddenly stepped on the ground, smoke and dust danced wildly, countless dust was swept aside, and a large pit ten meters deep appeared in front of Xiang Yang.
Xiang Yang chuckled softly and stamped his foot again. Suddenly all six corpses on the ground fell into the pit, and then there was another shock. Countless dust filled the pit again. If it weren't for the newly filled soil, it could be seen. No one could tell that the bodies of six little Japanese from the island country were buried here.
"I'm such a good person."
Xiang Yang sighed with emotion, feeling that he had done his utmost to be benevolent and righteous. With a smile on his face, he walked step by step into the valley.
"boom!"
As Xiang Yang approached the valley step by step, the expression on his face became more and more serious, and the aura on his body became stronger and stronger. The nine-color light was looming, and at the same time, there was a faint golden light shining on his body. , it is the embodiment of his cultivation that has been pushed to the extreme.
Facing this legendary terrain, where good or bad fortunes are unpredictable, Xiang Yang did not dare to be careless at all, and directly pushed the cultivation level he could now to the extreme, just in case.
"Buzz..."
At the same time, Xiang Yang had a powerful sword intent rising into the sky. This was not the killing sword intent that he was best at and had reached the peak of his cultivation, but the sword intent of the King's Sword that he had just begun to practice.
Among the three realms of swordsmanship practiced by Xiang Yang, although there is no real distinction between the so-called strong and weak, the killing sword is an entry-level practice and is specially used for killing, while the king's sword is mighty and powerful. The power of suppressing all resistance with the power of kingship has a better effect in protecting oneself.
Moreover, although Xiang Yang has the peak sword intention of the Sword of Killing, due to the inability to use his innate Dzogchen cultivation, he cannot exert his true power. On the contrary, the sword intention of the King's Sword is only preliminary. Cultivation is just enough to bring it into play, and it can even play an unimaginable role.
This is the reason why Xiang Yang uses his strengths to avoid weaknesses and displays the King's Sword, which he is still unfamiliar with.
In order to be able to walk in better and safer, Xiang Yang can be said to have used everything without reservation.
"Ouch..."
As Xiang Yang stepped into the valley, his body suddenly shook, and he heard a sky-shaking dragon roar. An hallucination appeared in front of his eyes. One of the nine dragon veins in the mountain turned into a red dragon and rose into the sky. hovering over the valley.
"The power of the Nine Dragons is extraordinary. There is actually a divine dragon manifested."
Xiang Yang took a deep breath and continued to walk forward. Not long after walking, another thundering dragon roar came over, and another orange dragon rose into the sky, also flying to the top of the valley and circling. .
"The second dragon, why does the color look familiar..."
Xiang Yang seemed to have thought of something, a strange look appeared on his face, and he continued to walk forward.
"Ouch..."
Next, as Xiang Yang approached, in Xiang Yang's eyes, two divine dragons soared into the sky one after another. The colors of these two divine dragons were yellow and green.
"Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple, the next one should be blue, blue, and purple, right?"
Xiang Yang murmured in a low voice and became more cautious, but he did not stop and continued to move forward.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch..."
As Xiang Yang got closer and closer to the center of the valley, three more dragon roars sounded at the same time. Sure enough, a blue, blue, and purple dragon rose into the sky, hovering directly above the valley, and was flying.
"Is that...an altar?"
Xiang Yang saw that underneath the seven dragons was an altar with an ancient aura. There was still blood solidifying on the altar, and there were nine dragon pillars erected in nine directions of the altar, as if nine dragons were hovering above it. Just like guarding the altar.
"You can't see this scene from the outside at all. This is not a blindfold, but that I have entered a formation or another space."
Xiang Yang feels that all this is too mysterious, but the 'Nine Dragons Spitting Pearls' is very mysterious. Xiang Yang only learned some from ancient books. Compared with the fear of unknown things, he is more curious to know what is going on. What benefits can be obtained from the terrain of Kowloon spitting pearls.
"Ouch..."
Xiang Yang continued to walk forward, only to hear two powerful dragon roars in succession, followed by two divine dragons, one black and one white, rising into the sky, hovering above the central altar together with the previous seven divine dragons. , exuding bursts of dragon power.
"Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, black and white, damn, how come this is the same color as the Qi I cultivated?"
There was a strange look on Xiang Yang's face, and he stretched out his left hand. A ball of zhenqi flashed in the palm of his hand with nine colors of light, which was exactly the same color as the nine dragons in the sky above.
"Could it be that these nine divine dragons have some connection with the technique I practice?"
Xiang Yang was full of curiosity, but without stopping, he reached the edge of the altar in a blink of an eye. In front of him was the nine-story staircase of the altar that was as tall as one person. As long as he was willing, he could cross it in one step.
"Ouch..."
At this time, the nine divine dragons above let out a dragon roar in unison. This time the sound was not only powerful, but also carried a very, very strong force, which made Xiang Yang's blood boil endlessly, and he let out a 'wow' sound. He spat out a mouthful of blood and looked at the nine dragons above him with a horrified expression.
However, at this glance, Xiang Yang's eyes immediately straightened.
"how come?"
Under Xiang Yang's gaze, the nine divine dragons suddenly rolled and merged continuously, fusing their nine bodies together, and in the blink of an eye they turned into a divine dragon emitting nine colors of light.
The nine divine dragons merged into one, but their momentum surpassed the nine divine dragons that were separated before.
"Go up and have a look."
The nine-colored dragon was swimming in mid-air and made no other movements. Xiang Yang immediately felt relieved and cautiously stepped up the first step.
"Dong..."
"fine."
When he took the first step up, Xiang Yang had already raised the hundred-refined steel sword in his hand, ready to resist external attacks at any time. However, he was embarrassed to find that nothing happened, so he stepped up the steps one after another.
The nine steps were too short. In just a few breaths, Xiang Yang was already standing on the altar.
"Is this the center where the Nine Dragons Spit Pearls converge, the spiritual energy outlet of the Nine Dragon Veins?"
"It's a pity that this is a dragon vein that has been drained of its spiritual energy and has no effect at all anymore."
Xiang Yang sighed, except for the nine-color dragon still circling in the sky, even the spiritual energy on the altar was not any better than outside.
"Is this nine-color dragon just an illusion with no practical effect?"
Xiang Yang raised his head and looked carefully at the nine-colored dragon hovering in the sky. At this moment, he was standing in the center of the altar. Looking at it, he simply sat down with an extremely depressed look on his face.
"It's a bit embarrassing to come back empty-handed like this. If I had known better, I shouldn't have killed the little devils from the six island countries so quickly. I'd first ask them what their so-called treasure is."
Xiang Yang sighed helplessly, staring at the divine dragon above, but threw away the long knife in his hand. Anyway, there was no benefit to be gained, and there was no danger, so let's watch the legendary divine dragon pass by. .
"Ouch..."
While Xiang Yang was studying the Nine-Colored Divine Dragon, the Nine-Colored Divine Dragon that was originally swimming above suddenly let out a dragon roar, and then rushed towards Xiang Yang quickly.
"Ah...don't, don't, don't..."
"boom…"
Xiang Yang turned pale with fright, and the nine-color light on his body flashed and he was about to run away, but it was too late. As the nine-color dragon rushed down, its size continued to shrink. When it was only as thick as a thigh, it was just right. Rushing directly from Xiang Yang's head.
"boom…"
The entire nine-color dragon sank into it from Xiang Yang's head, just like a drop of water falling into the sea. It didn't make many waves, but Xiang Yang stood stunned on the spot.
"Boom boom boom..."
At the same time, strong nine-color light flashed continuously on Xiang Yang, and then roaring sounds continued to come from his body.
As the roar came out, Xiang Yang's momentum continued to rise, the Xuan Gong in his body started to work crazily, and his cultivation level continued to make breakthroughs.
With the breakthrough in cultivation, Xiang Yang sat down cross-legged and was suspended in the air. His whole body was constantly flashing with nine-color light, as if he were a god descending to earth, full of domineering and sacred aura.
"Ouch..."
In Xiang Yang's body, there seems to be a faint sound of dragon roar coming out. If someone can see the situation inside Xiang Yang's body at this time, they will find that there is a nine-color dragon in Xiang Yang's body that is constantly swallowing. Nine-colored rays of light, wisps of nine-colored rays of light, are constantly integrated into Xiang Yang's body, causing his cultivation to improve rapidly.
The day after tomorrow, the fifth level, the sixth level, the seventh level...the tenth level peak...
In the blink of an eye, Xiang Yang's re-cultivated true energy has reached the acquired peak state. Moreover, the nine-color dragon in his body is still emitting energy. Xiang Yang is ecstatic in his heart and continues to practice Xuan Gong.
"boom!"
I don't know how long it took, but a huge roar sounded in Xiang Yang's body, and the nine-colored light on his body almost turned into reality, shrouding his whole body with a wave that belonged to the innate powerhouse. The aura emanated from Xiang Yang's body again.
After re-cultivation, Xiang Yang once again broke through and became a cultivator in the innate realm, and this was also a breakthrough in true energy.
With Xiang Yang's breakthrough, the nine-color dragon in his body seemed to have dissipated all the excess energy, stopped, and waited quietly.
"It's a pity that we can't reach perfection in one go."
With a sigh, Xiang Yang opened his eyes, and two strong nine-color rays of light flashed through his eyes, shooting into the distance like two lasers.
"boom…"