Wen Qingye took a deep breath and looked around.
The surrounding Chaos Divine Thunder seemed to be a little 'exhausted' after fighting against the Chaos Divine Thunder, and became very calm.
Looking at the powerful vitality around him, Wen Qingye really had more than enough energy to do.
Although these are all things that can enhance his cultivation, he has just passed the seventh thunder tribulation, and his realm is still unstable, so it is really not suitable for absorbing the energy in this chaotic thunder pool.
"What the hell is this place?"
Wen Qingye looked around, and there was something strange in his heart.
According to his guess, this should be a void in the depths of the mirage, but this void is not simple.
Not to mention anything else, let's just say that the Chaos Divine Thunder in front of him, judging from Wen Qingye's eyesight, this does not seem to be generated by heaven and earth, but rather like it was caused by someone.
Wen Qingye slowly walked out of the sea of chaos divine thunder and looked into the surrounding void.
He could clearly feel that this was not the center of this void.
"Ahead, hundreds of miles ahead" Wen Qingye looked into the distance, without the slightest hesitation, and rushed forward.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
At Wen Qingye's current speed, the distance of hundreds of miles had passed almost in the blink of an eye.
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
In the void, streamers gradually appeared, shining in the void.
Wen Qingye's body was stunned, and his eyes were flashed by the streamer.
It took him a long time before he opened his eyes and looked ahead.
The brilliance ahead was blurry, and he almost wanted to dazzle Wen Qingye's eyes.
It was a huge light shield, and within the light mask was a desolate ancient building, and its architectural style was not much different from that in the Spirit God Palace, but it was more charming than the Spirit God Palace.
"This is the Spirit God Palace?"
Wen Qingye looked at the building in front of him, and was a little surprised in his heart.
He couldn't help but think that Qin Yuntian was the ancestor of Abbot Mountain, but he was hidden in the Spirit God Palace, could it be that there were any treasures in the Spirit God Palace?
No, it seems to have been recorded in ancient books that Qin Yuntian seems to be a Spirit Clan monk.
Wen Qingye thought to himself for a moment, and then fell towards the building in front of him.
This complex is almost exactly the same as the Lingshen Palace, no, it should be that the Lingshen Palace is almost exactly the same as this building, whether it is the layout or the style, there is almost no difference between the two.
Suddenly, not far ahead, a huge statue appeared.
It was not as if the place was ahead, but in the middle of the void.
The stone carving is tall and very eye-catching.
So as soon as Wen Qingye entered the interior of the complex, he saw the stone carving.
"This is the Spirit Ancestor!?"
Wen Qingye saw the stone carving clearly, and a trace of surprise appeared in his eyes.
When he was carrying the coffin world, he had seen the phantom of the Spirit Ancestor, so at this moment, the Spirit Ancestor stone sculpture appeared here, and Wen Qingye could see through it at a glance.
"Isn't this within the Spirit Ancestor's kingdom?"
Wen Qingye couldn't help but think curiously.
When a monk reaches the level of an immortal monarch, he can build a kingdom of gods in his body, and according to various classics and rumors, this kingdom of gods can eventually evolve into a real world.
But throughout the ages, no monk has ever really created a world.
Of course, these monks do not include the three thousand gods and demons who were born at the beginning of Chaos.
It is rumored that the three thousand small world is the kingdom of three thousand gods and demons, whether this rumor is true or not, there is no way to verify it now.
Wen Qingye walked to the statue of the Spirit Ancestor and looked at the stone carving.
The stone carving was vivid, as if the spirit ancestor was alive, and looking at the eyes of the stone carving, it made Wen Qingye feel a great pressure.
Wen Qingye smiled bitterly: "Just the stone carving makes me feel a little pressure, the realm of gods and demons seems to be really much stronger than the realm of the Immortal Emperor."
At this time, a futon attracted Wen Qingye's attention.
In front of the Lingzu stone statue, there is also a golden futon.
And in front of the futon, there is also a row of words engraved.
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"Three bows and nine knocks, you can go to three disasters and nine tribulations, those who don't worship with different hearts, he will die one day without a place to be buried!"
Those characters are all ancient characters, if it weren't for the fact that the Immortal Immortal Monarch once had a deep understanding of the ancient characters of the Spirit Clan, Wen Qingye really might not have recognized this character.
And this character is vigorous and vigorous, and it seems to have some kind of indescribable and unclear meaning.
It seems that this character is left by the Spirit Ancestor himself.
"There is no place to be buried, this Spirit Ancestor is really so angry?"
A sneer appeared at the corner of Wen Qingye's mouth, what if it was a spirit ancestor?
Why did he bow down at night?
Bang!
At the moment when Wen Qingye finished speaking, a huge thunderbolt suddenly fell from above, and this thunderbolt happened to smash in front of Wen Qingye.
I saw a huge crater appear in the hard stone slab.
"Is this a threat?"
Wen Qingye took a deep breath and looked at the stone statue of the Spirit Ancestor in front of him, "The most hated thing in my life is threats."
Thundered!
Thundered!
Dark clouds suddenly rose above, violent thunder and lightning seemed to brew, and a violent whirlwind was also raised, and countless buildings below seemed to be swept away by this whirlwind.
The dark clouds seemed to be roaring angrily, as if they were about to tear Wen Qingye apart.
The earth-destroying thunder and lightning continued to gather in the clouds, and it seemed that in the blink of an eye, Wen Qingye would be buried in the thunder and lightning.
A great coercion struck, even if it was a cultivator like Wen Qingye, he could still feel the strength of the coercion, and his knees seemed to be weak.
Tong!
Tong!
Two loud noises rang out, and I saw Wen Qingye on the ground under his feet, unable to withstand the terrifying pressure, and shattered directly.
And Wen Qingye's body was also staggering, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"If you want to come, then come" Wen Qingye's eyes were extremely cold, and he looked directly at the Lingzu stone statue.
After speaking, Wen Qingye turned around and prepared to leave.
How could he kneel down at night?
If Spirit Ancestor really wants to annihilate him, then come.
Click!
Click!
At the moment when Wen Qingye turned around, the stone carving of the Spirit Ancestor actually cracked, and at the same time, the earth trembled.
"This is" Wen Qingye subconsciously looked back, and it was those eyes that he met.
Spirit Ancestor's eyes!
The moment the Spirit Ancestor's eyes and Wen Qingye looked at each other, a vague True Qi rushed towards Wen Qingye.
"Not good" This true qi was extremely deep and majestic, and as soon as it rushed into Wen Qingye's body, Wen Qingye's realm, which had just been promoted, was quickly stabilized.
Not only that, Wen Qingye's cultivation was growing at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.
"Not good!"
If it was an ordinary time, Wen Qingye was naturally overjoyed to see that his cultivation was constantly rising, but at this moment he was walking the path of the Twelve Immortal Monarch Tribulation.
If there is a surge in cultivation, it will definitely attract thunder.
The eighth thunderstorm, but the rumored killing of the Twelve Immortal Monarch Tribulations, throughout the ages, countless geniuses with great opportunities and great magical powers have all died in this tribulation thunder.
Wen Qingye immediately mobilized the true qi of his whole body to stop the influx of true qi.
But the more he blocked the rush of that true qi, the more energetic that true qi became, as if he wanted to improve Wen Qingye's cultivation.
Click!
Click!
Every time the stone on the Lingzu stone statue fell, there was a true qi towards Wen Qingye.
This true qi is also extremely not simple, otherwise it would not be possible to stabilize Wen Qingye's foundation in a short period of time, and his cultivation will continue to grow.
Wen Qingye's face turned red, and he couldn't stop the true qi that poured in even with all his strength.
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His cultivation was growing little by little, developing in the direction of the eighth tribulation thunder falling.
"Could it be that this Spirit Ancestor is like this, so that I have no place to die?"
Wen Qingye thought to himself.
In fact, he really blamed Ling Zu wrongly.
The Spirit Ancestor left his own stone statue and carved this word, which was just a test for the Spirit Clan monks.
But when the Spirit Clan monks saw the stone statue of the Spirit Ancestor and the engraved words, they all didn't dare to be careless, and they also felt the energy that destroyed the world and the earth, plus the Spirit Ancestor himself was the ancestor of the Spirit Clan monks, so they naturally knelt down and bowed.
As for the monks who do not bow down, those who do not change their colors in the face of threats have an extremely tenacious Taoist heart, and the Lingzu deliberately made two transformations for such monks.
The stone statue conveys true qi, which is the first of them.
And for the creation of ordinary monks, but at this moment, for Wen Qingye, it is undoubtedly a talisman.
Wen Qingye couldn't control it at all, if he forcibly resisted the influx of true qi, there might be a situation where he would explode and die, and he would no longer continue to block the influx of true qi at that moment.
With the rush of a large amount of True Qi, Wen Qingye's cultivation grew rapidly, and his originally completely blocked Divine Kingdom seemed to have new vitality.
"The Eighth Tribulation Thunder is about to fall" In the dark, he sensed the impending thunderstorm, but Wen Qingye's heart was secretly bitter.
Whining!
Whining!
In the void, the sound of a yin wind sounded, and everyone who heard it was chilled.
Dark clouds appeared in the sky, and it seemed that a thunderstorm was coming.
In this state, Wen Qingye could still be suppressed, but this was under the condition that his cultivation did not increase, with the crazy influx of that true qi, his cultivation increased at an extremely fast speed, which was simply a bit terrifying.
Bang!
Bang!
Thunder resounded in the sky, and Wen Qingye, who was trembling, trembled in his heart.
At this moment, the stone of the Spirit Ancestor Stone Statue also shook off completely, and a golden ball of light appeared inside the stone statue.
"This is the Temporal Dawn!?"
Seeing the golden light, Wen Qingye's mouth opened wide.
Time Xuanguang is a legendary thing in the fairy world, and it is rumored that if a monk who cultivates the way of time can cultivate the way of time to the extreme, it is possible for his body to condense into a mass of this time Xuanguang, which is only possible.
What is the use of this time Xuanguang?
There are many rumors in the fairy world, and it is rumored that the passage of time can be controlled within the Xuanguang of this time, and this time passage is extremely exaggerated.
After 10,000 years in the light of time, the outside world may only be a year.
(End of chapter)