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Chapter 634 Breaking Through the Saint Realm

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    Song Yifei stood in the space he created, roaring to the sky, like a mad beast, bursting out the power accumulated in his body.

    Above his head, countless voids were shattered and turned into cracks, in which he could faintly see the origin of the will of the origin world.

    At this moment, as long as Song Yifei is willing, he can immediately leave his soul imprint in it, and obtain the same immortal characteristics as other saints.

    "The fate entrusted to others will never be in my own hands, which makes me feel more at ease. Now that I have embarked on this path, there is no reason to leave my mark on others."

    Although Song Yifei has not really studied what kind of existence the original world is, but since it is the stronghold of the Dragon Clan, the Dragon Clan must have left behind many methods, and he cannot be sure whether this world also has an owner.

    If he left his soul imprint in Qizhong, and when the Dragon Lord who controlled the original world returned, he would be equivalent to having a handle in the opponent's hands.

    If there is no chance, he will leave a mark, now that there is a chance to break free.  If you stay here, wouldn't you be asking for trouble for yourself?

    "Let me create my own destiny in nothingness! I have the power to prove the truth!"

    Song Yifei recalled that when he absorbed the good fortune jade plate, he felt the true meaning of fate. He knew that his life must not be bound by others.

    The tyrannical willpower erupted from his body, directly smashing those cracks, as if to give birth to a peerless murderer.

    Boom!

    The countless spaces in the body are re-condensed between birth and death, turning into a more complete and reasonable existence.

    The runes on the chaotic stick that had just been successfully refined began to flicker, echoing the power in his body.

    At this moment, Song Yifei's body exuded the breath of a saint.  The purple flames rippling in it, without any impurities, noble and boundless.

    His eyes pierced the void, and some saw through the power of the future.

    His fists and feet, every move and every move can trigger the ups and downs of the world's origin, which is the power that represents the truth.

    His body condenses into endless kingdoms, representing the endless universe, immortal, clean and clean.

    At this moment, he set foot on the Avenue of the Saints.

    Song Yifei broke through the realm of a saint this time, but it was no small matter.

    His accumulation is really too strong, whether it is the super pills looted or the fairy spirit emanating from each spirit vein.  And the essence, qi and blood that were plundered from the body of the saint of the spiritual race.

    All of these are priceless treasures, and now they are melted into one furnace by him, absorbed into his body, and become his own power.

    The Chaos Stick was also refined into a natal artifact by him.  The power inside can be mobilized by him at any time and his own power, regardless of each other, can be perfectly integrated and exploded.

    What is important is the existence of the good luck jade butterfly, which made his body evolve into a super carrier capable of carrying these forces.

    Now his body has completely evolved into a special existence.  Or he himself represents the worlds.

    The growth of the world has no end, and his power naturally has no end.

    Every cell breathes a little, like a country.  Then absorb the vitality that is rolling in from the power of chaos and nothingness.  Anytime, anywhere can explode far more than ten times the attack.

    ? A single punch can tear apart the world, creating scars that can never be healed

    Click click click

    Song Yifei clenched his fist, and the forces in his body, like mountains and seas, rubbed and collided with each other.

    He felt that those saints he had come into contact with, like "Sages Walking in Heaven" and the like, could be killed with a single punch.

    As he completely entered the street holy land, his own strength directly multiplied by a hundred times, and it didn't stop.

    The difference between the quasi-sage and the real saint is too great. It can be said that it is not enough to describe it.

    This is only the difference in the approval of ordinary saints, and Song Yifei has not only been promoted to the realm of saints, but his savings are far more than ordinary saints.  Just swallowing a high-level saint alive is not something that ordinary people can do.

    And he has also been in contact with the level of the world master, so he can open up his own realm.

    It is with the help of these savings that he can have such a powerful force.

    The Dao in his current body has reached the hands of ordinary people.??It's so thick, and he said that the magic weapon he owns, the "Staff of Chaos", has a power that surpasses that of ordinary saints.

    Adding the two together, this is a terrifying power.

    What's even more frightening is that the world tree in his body has not really awakened due to his own control. If it is awakened, the power is more likely to push him to the peak directly.

    However, he has his own plan in his heart, and he is not going to wake it up until he has obtained the real mystery of the World Tree.

    In his future practice, he will continue to plunder the laws and continue to improve the "stick of chaos".

    Because after he was promoted this time, if he wanted to vomit again, the condensed Taoist must look for new opportunities.

    However, the "Stick of Chaos" itself belongs to his natal magic, which can improve endlessly, and at the same time, it can also bring him improvement.

    "In the process of ascension just now, I felt the power projected from the chaos, which can transform my body into a body of chaos. This is also a path to ascension."

    In any case, he has almost no bottleneck at this time, as long as he has resources, he can improve endlessly.

    The average saint wants to improve, and every step is the accumulation of tens of thousands of years.  Even so, there is only a slight improvement.

    Like Song Yifei, it is almost impossible to promote without any scruples, and his promotion depends on plunder. For the origin world, it may really be a disaster.

    In the future world, he will definitely shock the world and make everyone terrified.

    "Although my current strength is strong, I still need resources. It seems that Xuantianzong will still stay for a while."

    But one day, I will be really strong, without any scruples.

    Song Yifei made a move, and the high-grade chaotic artifact of bamboo flute flew into his hands. It contained various mysterious runes, which could release powerful sonic attacks.

    This piece of Chaos Artifact is also invaluable, falling into his hands, it can add a lot of attack methods to him.  The power erupted by itself can also make up for his lack of means on the one hand.

    Moreover, this Chaos Artifact was not refined by the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Race, but a magic weapon left by some ancient saints in ancient times. The profound meaning contained in it far exceeds the Chaos Artifact refined by current practitioners.

    The runes inscribed on it are densely packed, revealing the atmosphere of the prehistoric and ancient times.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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