Reference 2653 Surpassing Demons, Mysterious State

Zhang Heng froze for a moment, then said dully: "You, what did you say?"

Yang Qingxuan said: "First, there is no one who entered the ancient battlefield this time who didn't know me, Yang Qingxuan. You didn't recognize me the first time you saw me. Second, two of your fellow disciples died outside the door, and they were indifferent. Third, the years It's just a pig-killing knife, and even the Naihe Bridge has been turned into an ancient bridge. This hall is actually new. Fourth, the fighting spirits are all formed by unwillingness or martial intent. Will it continue to exist? Unfortunately, my piercing eyes can see through all illusions in the world."

Zhang Heng's face turned ferocious all of a sudden, and he said sharply: "That's fine, you can die knowingly!"

He was the closest to Yang Qingxuan, and he patted him with one palm.

White hair grew on that hand, the fingertips became extremely sharp, and a large number of red blood lines wound around the arm.

The dead energy turned into ripples and stirred up.

Directly enveloped Yang Qingxuan.

Situ Hong, all the disciples of the Holy Blood Sect, and even the beautiful maidservants all showed death-like faces, roaring and rushing over.

The hall suddenly turned into a group of demons dancing wildly.

Yang Qingxuan's heart moved, and as soon as he stepped on his feet, he dodged directly, dodged Zhang Heng's move, and landed in the center of the hall.

Zhang Heng was stunned for a moment, and all the fighting spirits froze for a moment, no one saw his steps clearly.

Situ Hong sternly said: "Surround him! This kid has weird steps, don't let him run away!"

Standing on the main hall, Yang Qingxuan looked around with piercing eyes. He had already seen the true appearance of this place. It was a dilapidated ruin, and the middle was directly crushed by the tyrannical force, leaving only the two sides of the main hall, which died in the years.

Numerous bones, traces of corpses, and broken blades of remnants of soldiers fell scattered on the ground.

When he saw this hall, he had already seen its body and the huge resentment in this barren ancient time.

"I know that you are unwilling, but you can't go back to the past. I'm afraid your main body soul has already reincarnated countless times, and you should also be liberated."

Yang Qingxuan sighed, formed a mudra with his hands, and sat up cross-legged in the void.

A brass-colored battle armor, helmet, armguards, and a fingertip emerged from his body, which was the Emperor of the Night Armor.

Circles of yellow halos formed on the finger with the fingertip, forming a vast energy field in all directions.

All the fighting spirits froze, as if suppressed by this energy, their bodies moved forward with great difficulty, and a terrible roar came from their mouths.

Although the Emperor Armor of the Night is mainly defensive, it is an ancient treasure set that integrates offense and defense, and it is also very famous in the era of chaos.

Although Yang Qingxuan lacked a leggings, the combination of the four pieces is still infinitely powerful. The powerful weapon energy is stirred up, and countless sound waves vibrate back and forth in the air, washing away the hostility and resentment of these fighting spirits.

A series of incomprehensible voices were read out from Yang Qingxuan's mouth, and countless scriptures emerged in the energy field, forming a vast ocean of Wuxiang Tathagata's original vow scriptures.

"Everything is predestined by heaven. When you meet me, it is my creation and your liberation."

The seals in his hands were constantly changing, and those battle spirits began to deform under the suppression of Emperor Jia. Yang Qingxuan raised his hand a little forward, and the black glow shot out. The souls were shattered one by one, and then turned into the power of will, pouring into Yang Qingxuan's body.

"I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled!"

Zhang Heng struggled desperately, and together with Situ Hong, he and Situ Hong joined hands to block the Longquan Iron Mace in front of him with a dead air.

Zhang Heng roared angrily: "The entire sect was shocked to death by the Lin Family's Naihe Bridge, I want revenge, I want revenge!"

Yang Qingxuan said: "You couldn't beat the Lin family when you were alive, how can you take revenge after you die? Rest in peace."

As soon as the tactic in his hand changed, the dragon power iron mace directly turned into a black dragon. With a roar, the dragon's claws pulled into the void, tearing up the dead energy immediately.

The dragon body roared up, swung its tail with one move, and immediately smashed Zhang Heng and Situ Hong to pieces.

The wills of the two also dissipated, turning into little brilliance and being sucked into Yang Qingxuan's body.

The resplendent and resplendent hall disappeared in an instant, turning back into a barren and desolate ruin.

The energy field of Yang Qingxuan's Emperor of the Night armor was also withdrawn, but the light was still flashing on the armor, and it turned into suppressing those wills inward.

Countless wills of "unwilling", "revenge", and "pain" stirred in my mind.

Dou Da's cold sweat rolled down from his temples, and his face began to turn pale.

The second primordial spirit opened his eyes in the dantian, performed the Yuxu Divine Art, and merged into Yang Qingxuan's main soul, making the will of the body instantly surge, and constantly suppressing the scattered will of the fighting spirit.

"it's time."

Yang Qingxuan raised his hand to make a formula, and kept making seals in all directions, laying down a simple formation of gathering spirits.

Then a large number of Xinghao stones were taken out and piled up in all directions.

Ziyuan and Ziye came out of the sacred vessel, knowing that Yang Qingxuan was about to break through. Ziyuan sat cross-legged not far from Yang Qingxuan, protecting him. Midnight hides in the sky and observes the situation in all directions.

Yang Qingxuan has more than ten kinds of elixirs that can assist in breaking through the four-star thousand realms. Taken together, the breakthrough probability is almost 100%.

But many elixirs cannot be taken repeatedly, and the less elixirs are used, the better, otherwise it will cause obstacles to the improvement of the realm in the future.

Yang Qingxuan took out a white elixir, like a small pill, without any unique features, gently put it in his mouth, and hid it under the tip of his tongue.

Then make a formula to practice, run Wuxiang Tathagata's Original Vow Sutra, and first adjust your state to the peak.

The air mechanism is like a sea, oscillating in circles in the body, traveling around the sky, and a large amount of golden light blooms from the body, like a golden ring, placed behind him.

At the same time, purple meridians emerged on the body, and chakras of different colors bloomed from the top of the head to between the legs.

The two divine bodies do not exclude each other, forming a harmonious and strange scene.

Ziyuan frowned suddenly, and sent a sound transmission to Ziye, saying: "Brother Qingxuan's body seems to be changing. I can feel a series of crackling sounds, which are endless, like acupuncture points, muscles, bones, etc. It's breaking apart bit by bit."

Ziye said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, you are his star, you should be able to sense whether there is a problem."

Ziyuan calmed down, and said, "Well, I'm fine, it's just that the sense of breakthrough is too loud."

Ziye looked down, Yang Qingxuan didn't see any changes on the surface, and said through voice transmission: "After all, it is a four-star moat, one of the most difficult levels above the thousand worlds. Don't talk, just guard it quietly."

In Yang Qingxuan's body at the moment, just as Ziyuan perceived, countless kinds of power burst out together, like a flame burning, or a boulder breaking, and there were some strange feelings, like something out of nothing, evolving everything.