Primordial Devouring Technique

Chapter 85
Under a towering mountain peak, the water of the waterfall on the steep mountain wall seemed to fall from the sky, with a bang, it fell into the pool below.

At this time, there was a handsome man sitting upright in the pool.

He exuded a faint golden light all over his body, as if he had merged with this pool, his eyes were slightly closed, and he let the violent waterfall water hit his body, spreading a powerful aura from his body.

He... is Shen Zhiran!

After a long time, Shen Zhiluan opened his eyes, his long hair was fluttering, and he laughed loudly: "The ancient relic. Very good, I, Shen Zhiluan, have been in Xuanwu Kingdom for three years, and finally waited for this relic to appear!"

Whoa!
As soon as the words fell, Shen Zhiluan in the pool suddenly flew up into the sky, covered in golden light, like a golden dragon soaring into the sky, with a magnificent breath!

And around his body, water droplets the size of marbles shot up into the sky, circling around his body!
"Haha! What kind of extremely dark fighting spirit, what kind of star fighting body, anyone who dares to compete with me for the supreme opportunity in this ancient monument will be bombarded and killed!"

boom! boom! boom!
Water droplets flew all over the sky, like cannonballs, bombarding the mountain wall, and the rocks splashed for a while!
……

Yinfengmen, in a valley filled with yin energy all the year round, a roar like a lion's roar shook the world, and then the yin energy rolled down, and a huge monster several feet high walked out from it, with two heads and four arms, the head of a ghost, and the body of an ape. It looked hideous.

On the shoulder of this monster, a man in black robe stood there with fluttering clothes, his aura was extremely fierce, his eyes were faintly flashing with green light.

"Meet the young master!"

"Congratulations, young master, on your great achievement!"

There was a group of male and female disciples in the valley. When the man in black robe appeared, they all bowed and worshiped.

"All disciples of Yinfengmen, get up. This time, in the secret place, I will let people from all directions know the horror of my Yinfengmen." Heinian figure said, and the huge monster under him suddenly stomped on one foot. There was a muffled sound on the ground, and the entire valley seemed to shake, and there was a "click" on the ground under his feet, a long and thin crack opened, and the black air in it "wheezed", and the black misty wind erupted immediately, shaking the entire valley. Change color for it.

Seeing this, all the disciples were horrified, and hastily praised again and again.

……

In the northern part of Xuanwu Kingdom, in a small town full of gangsters, a figure billowing with white gas was slowly walking towards the entrance of the town surrounded by gangsters. Backed away to avoid, a few people retreated a little slower, and the moment they touched the white air, their bodies froze into hoarfrost ice sculptures!

This white air is extremely cold!

"I originally wanted to borrow the Linghan Orb from your village and return it to you after a while, but since you people want to seek death, then I will only grant you." The white figure said lightly.

The next moment, he slowly opened his right hand under the terrified eyes of the gangsters, and a ball of white light bloomed in it instantly.

"Frozen Pole!"

Whoa!
The white radiance swept away from the palm of his hand, spreading in all directions. Wherever it passed, everything including those bandits instantly turned into hoarfrost ice sculptures!

With Baiyingren as the center, within a radius of a thousand feet, it became a world of frost for a moment.

The eyes of the white shadow man flashed with a cold light.

"The cold spirit orb has really greatly improved my 'Ice Desolation Town Prison Art'. With my current combat power, even if my cultivation base is suppressed and returned to the True Yuan Realm, who can compete with me in this trip to the secret realm! Han Ice-type martial souls are the strongest martial soul types in the world! Other fire-type and wind-type souls are rubbish!" The white shadow man walked in the frost world and left.

After he left, those frozen bandit ice sculptures suddenly collapsed and exploded...

Xuanyue Sword Sect, the place of sword prison.

The weather was originally scorching hot, but at this time in this world, there was a place full of snow.

In the vast expanse of snow, a woman's figure floated above Jianyuan's cemetery, and strands of sword energy drifted out from the sword tomb below, and merged into the woman's body one after another.

Suddenly, she opened a pair of phoenix eyes, and there was a faint flash of sword in them.

"Greetings, Senior Sister!"

"Congratulations to Feixue Sword Soul!"

……

At the entrance of the sword prison, more than a hundred female disciples of Xuanyue Sword Sect had already gathered, bowing and saluting joyfully.

"Junior sisters, there is no need to be too polite. My Xuanyue Sword Sect must win the first prize in this secret trial."

As soon as the voice fell, a soaring sword energy rushed out from the top of the woman's head, and the sword rang in the sky.

"Even if I don't use the yin and yang bipolar sword formation, I, Xuan Feixue, will still be the head of the four prides of the Xuanwu Kingdom."

……

Qianji Pavilion, conference hall.Dozens of white-clothed disciples stood in awe, and the master of Qianji Pavilion in white robe was sitting on the head with his eyes closed.

The entire hall was a bit depressed, and not long after, I saw a young man in a silver robe stepping into the hall from the door.

This silver-robed disciple's face was stern, his eyes were extremely bright, and his figure was tall and straight.

"Well, Yinyang is here. The Thousand Machine Token has already responded, and the trial will start tomorrow. You will lead the team this time. You must take out that treasure this time." Following the silver robe disciple Entering, the pavilion master slowly opened his eyes, and said without anger.

"Yes, I would like to abide by the decree of the Pavilion Master!" All the disciples said in unison.

"Okay! Although the four masters of Xuanwu will enter the secret realm in this trial, some disciples from other sects must also enter the secret realm. However, I believe that you can show the power of my Qianji Pavilion. You can bring this treasure mirror Go, second sky, second earth, second air." The pavilion master changed his words, and with a smile he took out a palm-sized silver mirror from his sleeve and threw it to Yinyang.

All the disciples below looked at Yinyang enviously, with envy and of course fear in their eyes.

……

At this time, not only the disciples of the Five Xuanwu Sects are preparing for the secret realm of the ruins.It can be said that the entire Xuanwu Kingdom is undercurrents, and many casual warriors of the True Yuan Realm who consider themselves to be strong are working hard and preparing to do a big job!
The emergence of a secret realm may be a great opportunity for warriors.

Don't underestimate these martial arts, there are people outside the sky, and there are people outside the people. Although casual cultivators do not have the resources of their families and sects to cultivate them, it does not mean that their real combat power will be lower than that of sect disciples, especially those who are older. , but he is an old warrior who has always been in the Great Perfection of the Kazhen Yuan Realm, and his background strength is even more unfathomable.

Of course, there are many people who can only sigh helplessly.Although there may be great opportunities in the secret realm, not everyone can get their hands on it.

This kind of treasure hunt in the secret realm must be bloody and brutal, and if the strength is too low, entering the ruins is not a treasure hunt at all, but a death.

(The status of this book has been changed to a contract status. Who will be the first tipper of this book? Xiaoxue is really looking forward to it!)

(End of this chapter)