The spiritual world.
The war spirit sat cross-legged in the center, surrounded by mist of time and space, and crystal raindrops hanging in the void, so densely packed that it was impossible to count them.
At this moment Qingyang Huan closed his eyes, and a wave of waves emerged out of nowhere in the spiritual world.
It was very slow at first, and gradually became faster and faster.
After ten breaths, it turned into a vortex with the central fighting spirit as the center.
A huge spiritual storm emerged, sweeping across the entire spiritual world.
The spiritual mist and raindrops suspended in the spiritual world were all stirred by the vortex.
Suddenly, the silent fighting spirit woke up, opened its mouth and swallowed the spiritual power all over the sky.
At this moment, he clearly felt that his fighting spirit surged, and his spirit and will felt like breaking through the shackles and seeing a new world, but the fighting spirit did not move at all.
Since he was promoted to the Emperor Realm, his spiritual will has crossed from the Samsara Realm to the Manifestation Realm.
It has become ten times more condensed.
However, because his own background is too strong, his spiritual will still seems a little incapable of mobilizing the battle body.
Even at this moment, he condensed his spiritual will again, and still did not force promotion.
He wanted a natural situation where water overflows when it is full, just like a water tank filled with water.
After it is filled, it will naturally overflow to the outside, instead of Half a tank of water was forced to bang, causing the water in the tank to splash out.
What he pursues is this ultimate level of fullness, allowing the spiritual will to naturally break away from the shackles of the realm.
The fighting spirit swallowed up the spiritual power that swept outside, and the soul body made of blue light seemed a little deeper, but it was still a little short of promotion.
"When I was promoted to the Emperor Realm, although I did not deliberately cultivate my spiritual power, I still reached the level of manifestation.
After experiencing life and death fights in the ancient battlefield, my spiritual will was constantly in a tense state, which also made my spiritual power and will unconsciously change.
I have been tempered in my sleep, and I have almost passed the middle stage of becoming a saint.”
Suddenly, Qingyang Huan opened and closed his eyes and murmured.
In fact, when the spiritual will has reached the level of manifestation, the divisions are no longer so clear.
His statement that he has exceeded the middle stage of manifestation is just an estimate.
"It seems that if you want to condense the fighting spirit, you still need to fight."
Then, Qingyang Huan broke through the cave, walked through thousands of bones and immortal souls, and headed towards the depths of the ancient battlefield.
Opportunities like this are not easy to come by.
Once you get out of here, it will be difficult to find such a good opportunity to sharpen your will.
This time, he is no longer choosing his opponents.
The immortal gods he encounters along the way are all shot. war.
After killing eighteen immortal gods in a row, Qingyang Huan met a flaming war god.
He was ten feet tall and wore divine armor.
His movements caused the sky to roar.
You can see volcanoes rolling in the void, lava erupting, and the red ground millions of miles away. , life is ruined.
"The pinnacle of the imperial realm."
Feeling the aura of the Flame God of War, Qingyang Huan's heart moved.
After fighting to the death in the ancient battlefield for so many years, he had already had a deep understanding of the immortal god here.
Not only that, after so many years of accumulation, he himself also has a general judgment.
For example, the Flame God of War in front of him is comparable to the peak Daoyan Emperor in the ancient worlds of later generations.
The next step up is the Great Emperor War. force.
It's just that this is an ancient battlefield, and all beings are immortal undead, and many of the powerful men who have fallen here were world-beating emperors during their lifetimes.
The majesty of the imperial way, even if it is a trace of the remaining imprint of the imperial way, the combat power it possesses is beyond imagination.
In many cases, even if it is just a broken imprint, it actually has a combat power comparable to that of the great emperors of later generations.
In this ancient battlefield, the martial arts system of later generations is not fully applicable.
Therefore, after so many years of fighting, in order to facilitate himself, Qingyang Huan made a division among the immortal god-shaped combat powers born here.
Of course, this was the division in his own mind.
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Those under the Imperial Realm are not counted, and those who cannot beat him are not counted.
The lowest level is based on his combat power when he entered the ancient battlefield, and the immortal gods here are divided into categories.
When he first entered the ancient battlefield, his combat power was about the same as that of the flame-marked war god in front of him.
Therefore, he used himself as a benchmark and compared the combat power of the emperors and great emperors of later generations in modern times, and classified those immortal true souls whose combat power was higher than those between the peak of the emperor realm and the great emperors of later generations into the quasi-great emperor realm.
Further up, there are the lower great emperor realm, the intermediate great emperor realm, the upper great emperor realm, the status great emperor realm, the heavenly emperor realm, etc.
Their combat power corresponds to 90%, 91% to 95%, and 90% of those who relied on the body's foundation in modern times.
The emperor's combat power is promoted from 60% to 98%, 99%, 100%, etc.
Rumble Now the flaming God of War was no longer an enemy of Qing Yanghuan's punch.
He stepped through the air and headed towards the depths of the ancient battlefield.
Behind him, a ten-foot-long God of War exploded and turned into a three-foot-sized immortal spirit and returned to the battlefield. middle.
The most important reason why the combat power is divided so carefully is because in order to avoid defeat and escape, life-saving is the fundamental.
Now he is able to unleash 97% of his entire body's combat power, but because he has not activated the War Technique, he cannot achieve the peak increase in combat power.
Even so, because he relies on his own powerful heritage, his combat power is enough to match the combat power of the upper-level Great Emperor.
These years of hard work have given him a kind of supreme confidence, even after returning to the next generation, He is also capable of fighting against the Holy Emperor Mingtong.
This is not a fantasy, but the confidence he has accumulated over the years.
He is also wondering whether there is something wrong with the division of martial arts realms in later generations, and why there is such a big deviation.
This doubt flashed away in his mind, and the most important thing now was to condense his spiritual will.
A hundred years later, Qingyang Huan dragged his stone spear out of the ancient battlefield.
Every step he took on the blood and bones of the stone mountain gave people an illusory and unreal feeling.
A hazy figure kept appearing in the battle body. flash.
Suddenly, the hazy figure that was constantly floating in the flesh and blood gradually solidified, and became separated from the fighting body.
A figure exactly like Qingyang Huan appeared, looking full of energy, and the aura of heaven flickered, just like the real body of flesh and blood. .
War spirit manifests itself After hundreds of years of continuous battles with the immortal god, hundreds of escapes from death, and his spirit being tempered by constant high pressure, his spiritual will finally transformed again and reached the peak of the Holy Realm.
The fighting spirit is the same as the original one, and can be instantly manifested hundreds of millions of miles away.
Of course, Qingyang Huan does not dare to try it here.
If he accidentally runs into the center of the battlefield, he will be in trouble.
Ten years later, in a bone cave mansion outside the edge of the ancient battlefield, Qingyang Huan sat cross-legged.
At this moment, his eyebrows were as tight as a mountain peak, as if he had encountered difficulties.
"Ninety-nine percent" Suddenly, Qingyang Huan's eyes opened and closed.
After the battle soul manifested itself, the scene of controlling 100% of the battle body as he expected did not appear.
Deep inside his body, hundreds of Blood Yuan realms were dim and dim, like extinct volcanoes.
Generally, no matter how the Thirteen Divine Treasures are mobilized, they are always deathly silent.
Now in his body, thirteen divine forms are like dragons and tigers perched on ancient mythical beasts, standing on the 18,000-blood world.
The patterns are connected and the blood is like dragons.
Even if one of these divine forms falls to later generations, It will trigger the emperor to grab madly.
"No, there must be a problem somewhere.
The Thirteen Divine Treasures are the foundation of the casting."
Immediately after Qingyanghuan fell into silence again, the ancient battlefield was always operating according to ancient laws.
Every once in a while, a world-destroying figure would appear, bringing this ancient and wild battlefield to peace.
"Ouch, Ah Huan, you idiot, you are the Thirteen Guiyi, Guiyi, it is useless for you to evolve the Tao of the heavens, the Taoism and Taoism all go to the same place, not to mention your fighting body, you idiot."
In the void of time and space, Gu Buxian cursed loudly.
In front of him, the void was like a mirror image, showing Qingyang Huan's practice scene.
"Thirteen points are unified, 10% of the battle body activates the magic of war, and the combat power increases to 130%, reaching the pinnacle of the Great Emperor.
Ascend to the position of the Emperor of Heaven, merge with the Divine Treasure quickly, hurry up, you are going to be angry to death. " "Ouch" The little white tiger was still the same size, but the snow-white feathers on its back were as bright as platinum.
He woke up from his deep sleep and took a look at the scene in the portrait.
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"Eternal Heavenly Emperor can't produce even one in every generation, can he do it?"
"Little Changchong, please remove the word "?"
or Mr.
Turtle will beat you up."
"Brother, you have changed."
Bai Hu opened his mouth and fell into sleep again.
"With the war blood of our human race as the foundation, the war body is the melting pot, melting" "Okay, good job" In the void of time and space, Gui Buxian saw the blazing heat bursting out of Qingyang Huan's body.
He couldn't help but cheer loudly and shook the sleeping little white tiger next to him.
"what."
"It's okay, just keep sleeping."
In the ancient battlefield, Qingyang Huan's battle body was burning like an oven, but his inner world was as plain as a mirror without any ripples.
At this moment, his inner world was peaceful, resisting the intrusion of his seven emotions and six desires.
He wants to remove all shackles, embrace all rivers and embrace the world, and not be influenced by any blood power or Taoism.
"Ho ho ho" "Ang ang ang" In a trance, his battle body turned into an ancient time and space, with thousands of beasts rushing forward.
The divine beasts and divine forms in the Thirteen Divine Treasures stepped out from the Blood Yuan Realm, roaring to the sky, and the phantoms of the five holy beasts behind him also appeared. .
An unknown part of Zhan's body evolved into a small innate black and yellow world, and the chaotic anode thunder wood caused thousands of thunder dragons to fall, turning into a vast sea of thunder.
The big keel on the spine trembled, like a real dragon breaking out of its body.
The whole body was as bright as a god, exaggerating the green blood, like an ancient beast king awakening.
"burn" Suddenly, a sound of thunder came out of the silent Qingyang Huan's mouth.
In an instant, the one hundred and eight thousand blood realms in his body burst apart, and the hundreds of thousands of blood energy rivers rolled together.
In the vast ocean of gathered blood, there are thirteen hidden divine beasts, five divine forms of the heavens, and a small innate mysterious and yellow world.
Soon, blazing flames ignited from one place, and then filled the sky with fire, engulfing everything
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