Half a day later, Polygonum multiflorum initially controlled his body, and Chu Yang received him from the Kunpeng Nest, adapted to it and controlled his strength.

Turn left and right, the ancient path is quiet.

The bloody aura came from the surroundings, making the Sword Saint's scalp numb.

Not far ahead, there is a dazzling scarlet red, and the rising evil spirit makes people feel furious and have an ominous premonition.

Under the hills, there is a corpse, but it is too miserable and bloody, as if it has experienced cruel torture.

"Are you also a great saint? It's just too miserable! Your body collapsed, your flesh and blood were burned, and you don't know what kind of flames were burning. It can be seen that you had experienced struggles at that time."

Sword Saint sighed.

Such stunning figures have withered here in despair. Before their death, they were tortured and eventually died of despair.

In comparison, the body occupied by Polygonum multiflorum is much luckier.

"The imperial formation is circulating, and the fairy energy is intertwined. The flames burst out, let alone the great saint, even the quasi-emperor cannot stop it!"

Chu Yang said, and slapped it out, hitting a deep pit, burying the body.

Along the way, many saints died, or left a drop of essence and blood, shining with the power of the saint for eternity, even the years are difficult to erase.

There is another place where there is a piece of holy bone, as white as snow, and the bursting power of divine power, with the power to destroy the world.

Unfortunately, no matter how powerful it was, now there is only a little blood and bone left.

"A man dies like a lamp extinguishes!"

The Sword Saint sighed.

This is a bloody road.

"The strong live, the weak die!"

Chu Yang murmured.

The road to cultivation is so cruel, and the cultivation level is not strong. Even if you look for treasures and explore ancient secrets, you will lose it. Just like the Rong Cheng family, who was so powerful, was almost lost to the quasi-emperor realm.

There are also Chi Songzi in this world, a great saint-level figure, who spent his whole life in search of Kunlun immortal land, but in the end they were unable to enter.

"Every strong man who climbs to the peak of the avenue passes along the way, he is covered with blood and bones. The throne under him is made of billions of souls. There is no shortcut or trick, he can only fight all the way, either life or death!"

The Sword Saint also saw it thoroughly.

The road to cultivation is a killing field without turning back.

“Can we go to the last step?”

Chu Yang stopped and showed a confused look.

Even with the golden fingers, he still doesn’t have much confidence in the future. There are too many strong people in the heavens and all worlds.

The strongest people in the main world, the Hongmeng controller in the transformation of stars, the Immortal King in the immortality, etc., are all above.

"As long as we move forward step by step, we will have a place above the peak of the future!"

The sound of a sonorous sword sound came from the sword saint.

He had no worries or worries. He had only moved forward and attained the supreme state of swordsmanship.

As we were about to go deep into the valley, a biting murderous intent came from the pile of rocks on the right, and the divine light of Chongxiao.

"The Corpse of Quasi-Emperor?"

The Sword Saint frowned, showing a shocking look.

The quasi-emperor is better than him in realm, but he is damaged here, and he is broken into pieces and broken into pieces without leaving any complete corpse.

The white bone pieces, the divine power is shocking, and the crystal blood jade emits a biting cold.

Even if it is just a drop of blood, it has the terrible power of killing the saint.

But now, it's over here in a sad way.

"Thirty-sixty thousand years ago, this person came to explore the secret of becoming an immortal. Without the guidance of the formation map, he accidentally entered the formation, triggering the explosion of the imperial formation and killing him alive!"

The formation spirit spoke and explained.

"If it is placed outside, the remaining divine power can collapse the sky and destroy the earth!"

The Sword Saint said solemnly.

In the stone forest on the other side, waves of terrible power came, like waves, surpassing the Great Sage, with ten thousand immortal powers.

Another quasi-emperor was sitting cross-legged in the stone forest. Apart from the mighty divine power, he had no breath of life.

"Master, what about this body?"

The formation spirit's eyes lit up. With a light wave, the body of the quasi-emperor flew over, landed in front of him, and was entangled by the formation runes, blocking the divine power.

"By the way, master, there is also a quasi-emperor soldier. The materials for refining are extremely rare and can achieve a real imperial soldier!"

While speaking, he had moved a pagoda.

This is a half-meter-high purple tower body, like the everlasting blue sky, vicissitudes of life, thick and grand, flowing inexplicable aura, suppressing the sky.

“Good materials!”

The Sword Saint looked at it and his eyes lit up.

This is the first time he has seen such a quality material.

"This is the Divine Scar Purple Gold!"

Chu Yang looked at it a little, and he found that there was still blood from the quasi-emperor on the tower. After thinking about it for a while, he realized that this pagoda in the prototype of the imperial weapon was obtained by Ye Fan in the original work.

Now that he has taken a step earlier, Ye Fan will have nothing to do.

"The whole body is as crystal clear as purple diamonds, emitting a dreamy brilliance. It is called the Divine Scar Purple Gold. This is a peerless material that can refine real imperial weapons! There are also materials of the same level, such as phoenix blood red gold, dragon pattern black gold, fairy tears green gold, etc. Once you encounter it, you must not miss it!"

Chu Yang said with a smile.

Imperial weapons are equivalent to the best immortal weapon.

With a wave of his hand, he swept the quasi-emperor blood from the pagoda to the side.

"Owner……!"

The formation spirit asked again.

Driven by instinct, he wanted to become a real creature.

Chu Yang thought carefully that the quasi-emperor is equivalent to the Xuanxian. After refining, the improvement will not be too great for him. Moreover, the quasi-emperor corpse in front of him is also traumatized.

It’s better to leave it to the formation spirit, and it will also be a good assistant in the future.

"Give it to you!"

Chu Yang finally nodded, and his life formation spirit first withdrew the formation around Wanzuolong Mountain to avoid any changes in the future, so he began to take action.

The divine power burst out, controlled the immortal energy, and took out some rare medicines to sort out the secret wounds of the quasi-emperor corpse, and conditioned them. The remaining will in the bloodline was erased, and finally returned to the corresponding peak.

"Get in!"

He used the mysterious and activated the wonderful method, integrated the formation spirit into it, and occupied the sea of ​​consciousness.

boom……!

After one stick of incense, Ling Xiao's power suppressed the breath of time and space, causing a storm.

The corpse opened its eyes.

"Greetings to Master!"

The formation spirit was extremely excited, controlled his body a little unfamiliarly, and knelt down.

"From now on, you will be for the heavens!"

Chu Yang gave him a name.

"Thank you, Master!"

After the formation spirit thanked him, he stood up and stood behind Chu Yang, silently familiarizing himself with his body.

They keep moving forward.

But the Buddha of Light came and went, digging out spiritual medicines, and then put them in Kunpeng's nest to prevent the loss of essence and energy.

This is a huge fortune, and I even got several quasi-immortal medicines.

Finally, Chu Yang arrived at the heart of the valley.

This is a magnificent wonder that does not belong to the mortal world, but only exists in heaven.

The immortal light like a waterfall fell from the Wanzu Longshou Peak, and the thick ones turned into liquid and gathered towards the center of the valley. There was a fairy pond about a foot large, with the fairy air evaporated and the light was radiant, dazzling and drowned most of the valley.

Creation flows, and Taoism is filled with the rhyme.

After staying here for a while, my whole body seemed to have washed away the mortal energy, floating in the air, as if I was about to ascend to the sky.

Looking around, the fairy light is like a rainbow and the divine light is like a waterfall.

Even the soil was filled with the aura of creation like oil, and there were small medicine kings and medicine kings everywhere, and there were even big medicine kings of nearly one million years, and more than ten quasi-immortal medicines.
To be continued...