Chapter 957: The True Essence Saint, the five holy symbols shook all directions
"High Sky and Abyss".
The golden patterns of the Supreme Saint streaked across the abyss and around the giant tree like a torrential rain. They contained various weapons, various moods, and seven natures and six desires, each of which represented an ancient Supreme Being. The way of the saints.
In the holy realm, complete the mountain pattern as a holy pattern, and cultivate the way of sainthood. If there is no way, you will not become a saint!
And these extremely holy Dao patterns are not transient. After passing through a group of true saints, they return again, and they start over and over again.
The thirty-four true saints are trapped in it and have difficulty in their actions. They can only cultivate their own holy way immediately, temper themselves with their own way and the extremely holy way, and then use the extremely holy way to refine their bodies to achieve "true essence saints" The point!
Only Xin Zhuo, standing under the Ten Thousand Dao Sacred Marks under the spotlight, fell into deep thought.
He didn't hear the faint scolding from Jiang Wuwei below. He was in a strange state at this time, because he didn't understand the way of a saint at all.
Tao?
My weapon is Fang Tian’s painted halberd, how to repair the halberd?
Moreover, he is not the same path.
Five gates and five sacred paths, what path should I cultivate?
Kill, love, hate, kindness, strength?
Eating, drinking, whoring, gambling, smoking?
Once you make a choice, if you want to further your cultivation in the future, you have to start from this direction.
"Ah..."
At this moment, in the densely packed extremely holy Dao patterns above, a bearded true saint vomited blood and fell, wiping Xin Zhuo and being ejected into the "abyss", missing the chance of "true saint" "Yuan Sage", stop being a true saint!
“Brother, what do you mean?” Xin Zhuo asked subconsciously.
The bearded man had a confused look on his face, and said anxiously as he fell: "Fight the invincible holy way in the world!"
Xin Zhuo sighed: "You deserve to fail!"
The cause and effect of this thing is too great, who can bear it?
"No! I think I can do it, why should Brother Xin laugh at me?"
The bearded true saint looked serious and disappeared below with a "swish".
“Ah!”
Soon, another female True Saint passed by her, and she fell down before she even had time to ask.
Then, a group of true saints were ejected and fell one after another, including Han Qiniang and others.
Time passes slowly.
Three days later, only twelve people remained among the overwhelming Holy Dao Patterns -
Su Miaojin, Ying Siren, Zhao Tong'er, Li Chunyuan, Xiong Zhang, Zhe Feiyan, Cui Ying Er, Jiang Nuying, Shan Yao, Ji Pizong, Xiangkong Haisi No one, Beimingfu Qingxiao.
Also, Xin Zhuo has never entered the extremely sacred pattern.
Tens of thousands of warriors and a group of great saints below stared at him.
The true essence saint, especially the "Sheng Linyuan Qi", is the last and strongest one. Even if there is only one, it will be a blessing to the human warriors in the world!
"Junior brother, what are you doing again?"
Gongsun Li's eyes were all on Xin Zhuo. His heart had been ups and downs these days, worrying about gains and losses, and he was muttering to himself at the moment.
Many warriors are also curious. What kind of sainthood did the first mortal saint in ancient times practice? What "road" did you take?
"Buzz--"
At this moment, thirty Dao patterns were shot out from the banyan tree again, all as majestic as the sea of clouds, and extremely terrifying.
"Pfft..."
Su Miaojin and the other twelve true saints couldn't help but vomit blood, their bodies sank suddenly, and their momentum was extremely weak.
The tens of thousands of warriors below could not help but rise up with a "thud", with nervous expressions on their faces. It would be too disappointing if all twelve of them failed!
"The ancient martial arts, to suppress the injustice of the world, to level the injustice of the world, to practice the desolate, the ancient, the present! Success!"
Su Miaojin was the first to take the lead and his body shook, a vast and rich golden light glowed, and mountain patterns floated between his eyebrows. , and then gradually turned into a huge water channel pattern, with simple and vivid lines, and a sense of thickness pressing in all directions.
Using the power to suppress all directions, he jumped through thousands of extremely holy Dao patterns and reached the top.
The seven-colored holy light around her was dazzling, whizzing back and forth. Eighteen kinds of exotic flowers and auspicious flowers were floating in the air. The fragrance was rich, several times stronger than the previous "true saint".
True Essence Saint, accomplished!
"It's done!"
On the palace of Kukai below, tens of thousands of warriors cheered wildly and couldn't help themselves.
Ye Feiying, the great sage of the Ye family, trembled slightly, his eyes shot out with bright and frightening colors, and he looked around: "I didn't expect it, but my daughter of the Ye family was the first to become a True Essence Saint, and I have succeeded to all of you. !”
“It’s not over yet! Let’s see!”
Chen Wentian, Ji Fengyu, Jiang Wen and Zhao Chunqiu, the ancestor of the Zhao family, said sourly.
After half a stick of incense.
Sure enough! "Unyielding and unyielding, walking in heaven and earth, good at fighting, commanding the most majestic order, unyielding to the holy way, it is accomplished!"
"The great power of yin and yang to suppress evil, the divine power to protect all living beings, I am the true martial arts , fight against all injustices in the world, and achieve the Holy Way of True Martial Arts.”
“Lü Qingzhe, an ancient holy product, the most noble and noble, revered by both humans and gods, the ancestor of short-range combat, a weapon of close combat, I cultivate it! In the art of swordsmanship, I am the sword, and the sword is me, done!”
"I was born poor and humble, and lived a difficult life. I have been ruthless in this life, and I have also cultivated ruthlessness. I will sacrifice my body throughout my life, cultivate supreme supernatural powers, and achieve the holy way!"
......
Ying Si Eleven people including Ren, Zhao Tong'er, Li Chunyuan, Xiong Zhang, Zhe Feiyan, Cui Ying'er, Jiang Nuying, etc., all unleashed their full potential at the most critical moment, condensed the way of saints, became saints, and stepped out in one step. .
The colorful rays fill the long sky, the visions are numerous, and the auspiciousness and fragrance fill the entire high altitude and abyss.
“Wonderful!”
"Twelve True Essence Saints!"
"Hahaha..."
The tens of thousands of warriors below burst into crazy postures, cheering and excited.
All the great sages also had red faces and looked at each other with great joy.
How domineering the twelve most powerful "True Essence Saints" are. If they put all their efforts into cultivating them, they will definitely become the mainstay of human warriors when they grow up in the future. They will dominate one side and be as stable as a rock!
"Huh?"
"What on earth is Xin Zhuo doing?"
Someone found that Xin Zhuo still didn't move below and couldn't help but exclaimed.
As soon as he finished speaking, Xin Zhuo finally moved.
One step into the middle of the sacred pattern of ten thousand ways, the sound is like thunder, shocking all directions:
"The great road is fifty, the heavenly performance is forty-nine. There is no need to be persistent and pedantic in practicing martial arts in the world. I can practice the holy way or not!
I come from a foreign country, I was born and raised, and I don't owe others anything. I have been practicing for seventy-five years, and I have dabbled in swords, guns, swords and halberds, both ruthless and sentimental, and saints of ten thousand ways...
The supreme saint in this practice Tao, supreme martial arts, supreme magical power, supreme true energy, supreme magic, all the holy warriors in the world, all saints and Tao are beneath me, respect me!"
"I am here again! Xiu Ji Dao, the halberd is the king of soldiers, fighting against heaven and earth, overwhelming everything!"
"...the unyielding way, unyielding to heaven and earth..."
"...The way of having feelings, only the way of having feelings in heaven and earth, can defeat everything!"
"...The way of killing is to stop killing with killing, great evil is good..."
One big The way of the main saint, the way of the four auxiliary saints!
The tens of thousands of warriors and a group of great saints below were stunned and silent for an instant. What is the "Supreme Saint Way"? Why should we cultivate the Five Sacred Patterns?
The bearded true saint, who had stopped being a true saint, was standing on a palace to heal his blood. Hearing this, he said angrily: "Xin Zhuo, you are crazier than me, how can you have the nerve to talk about me? ?”
Above the "High Altitude Abyss", Su Miaojin, Zhao Tong'er and the Yingsi people were also stunned.
Why...
Are you going to crush all of us?
The next moment, the tens of thousands of dazzling golden light divine patterns seemed to sense something. Under the guidance of more than thirty more terrifying patterns, they roared straight towards Xin Zhuo. , overwhelming, crushing with a killing force!
“Back off!”
However, Xin Zhuo stepped forward, the aura of the true saint rose to the extreme, the nine-color true energy roared, and the chaotic and void mountain patterns blasted out infinitely like the boundless sea water.
It’s like a sea hitting a cloud!
The entire "Holy Abyss" is almost boiling. The clouds high in the abyss are ups and downs, and countless stars are shooting down.
The next moment, ten thousand ancient holy Dao patterns and more than thirty of the strongest Dao patterns collided with the "beginning" of nothingness and chaos. They all whined and surrendered, circling around Xin Zhuo's body.
Then, with a blast, it entered his body and disappeared completely.
Xin Zhuo closed his eyes slightly. After a moment, the surroundings of his body were filled with light. The nine-color saint's true energy was rolling endlessly, and an aura that surpassed all "true essence" saints appeared.
There were waves of strange chanting faintly coming from the sky and the earth, and the fragrance was extremely rich.
The next moment, endless mountain patterns shot out from the center of his eyebrows, changing endlessly. Gradually, five saintly patterns were formed, one big and four small, glowing with a unique light.
The terrifying aura caused Su Miaojin and others above to retreat!
True Essence Saint, accomplished!
The momentum of one person is as powerful as that of five true saints!
It really looks like the head of a saint!
Suffocating.
(End of this chapter)