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"Look, when Yuan Wuliang was cultivating, various visions appeared, which seemed to be mixed with the aura of a saint! This aura is supreme, it is really an ancient saint!"
Just when a group of high-level officials were discussing secretly, they saw Song Yifei showing a vague and tall phantom.
That phantom exuded an extremely terrifying aura, and even Bailang, the owner of Hanging Mountain, felt as if he wanted to surrender.
To be able to exude such power, it must be the ancient emperor.
"You have to do a full set of acting, let out a little breath, so as not to let these guys think about it!"
Song Yifei had long been aware of the monitoring of Bailang, the owner of Xuankong Mountain, and deliberately imitated the ancient aura to frighten him.
"It seems that this kid is really worthy of our attention. Let's see how his cultivation is."
A group of dignitaries from Hanging Mountain stared at Song Yifei, wanting to understand his cultivation.
Boom!
At this moment, Song Yifei's body showed a pure golden luster, which actually carried the aura of the origin of the world.
"Could it be the World Lord?"
Everyone's eyes rolled and they immediately realized what was going on.
"No wonder he is so tyrannical, it turned out that he got the inheritance of the world master."
Those saints in ancient times intercepted the fragments of the prehistoric world, each small world, and could use the power of these small worlds to explode extremely terrifying power.
Ice Purgatory, Dead Space, Water Realm, and Underworld are all such small worlds.
It's a pity that those small worlds have been silent for too long. Apart from the original will, they actually don't have much power, otherwise it would be impossible to have such a little power.
"You need to pay money to watch a play, so I will borrow the source of the fairy spirit and practice!"
Song Yifei operated the exercises secretly, penetrated directly into the depths of the source of fairy spirits, and violently devoured the spiritual veins within.
The true qi in the body circulates, condensing into a series of brand-new laws of robbery.
With the world tree in his body, he doesn't have to worry about the so-called catastrophe at all, and he can condense the law of the catastrophe without any scruples.
Every time a tribulation law is refined, he will directly inject it into the "Chaos God Stick".
That chaotic artifact, every time it gets a law of catastrophe, it will vibrate, and when it reaches the limit, it will emit the breath of chaos.
Those breaths entered Song Yifei's body and rippled non-stop, washing his body and mind, and constantly repairing his injuries.
Chaos breath can repair injuries, and he just discovered it not long ago.
At this time, he really calmed down and practiced in closed doors.
With this discovery, coupled with the strong fairy spirit here, he can just quietly retreat and practice for a period of time.
In the blink of an eye, three days and three nights passed.
That Chaos God Stick was condensed by him to its peak!
"It's a pity that it's still a little short of the last point. If you have the way, you can integrate it, and you can transform into a real chaos artifact."
Although Song Yifei's strength at his peak surpassed that of ordinary saints by several times, he did not entrust himself with the primordial spirit.
Therefore, there is naturally no pure Tao in the body, with the help of the original power of heaven and earth.
His powerful foundation is the world tree, as well as the massive law of robbery, the way of the god of war.
Shaking his head regretfully, he put away the Chaos Stick.
Huh!
As he stood up suddenly, his vitality leaked out suddenly, and the momentum was so violent that all the space trembled.
"It's so powerful, I didn't expect it to improve so much after only a few days of retreat."
All the big figures in Xuankong Mountain who witnessed the whole process were shocked.
"Judging from the aura he is leaking now, although I can suppress him with my shot, there is a high chance that he will escape." Bailang, the owner of Hanging Mountain, said in a low voice.
"After all, this kid seems to have a lot of hidden strengths that haven't been brought into play!"
This is the impression that Song Yifei deliberately concealed. If he really showed his true cultivation, Bailang, the owner of Hanging Mountain, would probably not be able to say such a thing.
However, that is his trump card, his hole card, so it is naturally impossible to reveal it at will. For the time being, he still wants to confuse the opponent and give him a fatal blow at a critical moment.
"Congratulations, little friend, your strength has improved a lot. Please come and discuss something important."
Buzz!
A blue and simple passage appeared in front of his eyes.
"Also??I can't wait for a moment. "Song Yifei sneered secretly.
He had already overheard the other party's chat, so he naturally knew what they were looking for him for.
Without hesitation, Song Yifei stepped up, and in a blink of an eye, he came to the place where many big figures gathered in Xuankong Mountain.
Song Yifei's footsteps were leisurely, and after entering the meeting place, he looked around with a hint of surprise on his face.
If he behaves too calmly, it is easy to arouse the suspicion of the other party.
"Little friend Yuan Wuliang, please sit down."
The attitude of Bailang, the owner of Hanging Mountain, is much more polite than that at the beginning.
Those many quasi-sages also showed solemn expressions on their faces, showing some faint fear.
The reason is also very simple, he was overwhelmed by the breath he released when he was practicing just now.
Whether it is his own strength or the name of the ancient saint, it is very useful for this group of people.
"Thank you senior, I don't know what is the important thing to call the junior here?"
Song Yifei sat down on one of the thrones, restrained the expression on his face, and regained his calm and calm posture.
"Little friend Yuan Wuliang, your cultivation must be close to the level of entrusting the primordial spirit, but I don't know how much more insight is left?" Bai Kai, the younger brother of Bailang, the owner of Hanging Mountain, said.
This white armor is condensed into one body by the Law of Tribulation Realm, and the soul has long been polished to be transparent and clear. The accumulation is very thick, much stronger than Yebei.
"It's just that I realized the sixth heaven." Song Yifei said a number casually.
"What? Six Heavens."
All the masters present were shocked, even Bailang, the owner of Hanging Mountain, was a little unbelievable.
After breaking through to quasi-sage and beheading the three corpses, you will be in touch with the source of the origin world.
But this origin is not placed there, anyone can touch it, it needs to break through layers of barriers to really touch it.
Every time the soul breaks through a barrier, it is called a layer of heaven.
The sixth heaven means that it is extremely close!
"Okay, the potential is unlimited!"
Bailang, the owner of Xuankong Mountain, praised him and said, "Do you know that in our Taizhou, there is a treasure called Miemo Canyon? In the prehistoric era, there was a vicious sect of demon leaders, who left behind many treasures, such as artifacts of chaos. , pills, exercises, talismans"
"There is a strong evil spirit inside. For millions of years, many masters have gone to look for treasures, some have gained benefits, and many have never returned. Rumor has it that many of them are "Holy Dao Divine Pills" ", and even "World Pill", mysterious changes have recently occurred in the world of origin. I predict that there will be great changes there, and it is the best time to enter! "
"Lord of the mountain, could it be that you want to drag me in together?"
Song Yifei asked knowingly. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com