Chapter 626

In the Fengtian hall, Yang Qiu sat cross legged on a stone Futon in the center of the hall. Opposite him, there was a tall and slender middle-aged man sitting cross legged.

The middle-aged man seems to have a very long arm and a section of his hands hanging from the ground. His face is yellowish, his hair is dark, and he is casually wrapped in a piece of burlap. He looks very strange.

"Little guy, have you made up your mind?"

Uncle Feng has been able to condense a body, but he still has no way to leave Fengtian hall and Yang Qiu's body.

"Uncle Feng, I want to be a holy battlefield and understand the spirit of the Terran. I want to be a person worthy of the title of Terran."

Feng fangya gave him a deep look, then sighed and nodded slowly:

"You go, be careful, you are my Terran, the last hope."

Yang Qiu respectfully kowtowed to Feng fangya, then stood up and went directly to Fuxi temple with the help of Fengtian hall.

In the Fengtian hall, the four little beasts are still sleeping, and I don't know when they will wake up. The Jianmu has restored a lot of vitality, at least much better than when Yang Qiugang was just reborn.

Perhaps, when Yang Qiu breaks through to a certain level, Jianmu's vitality can be restored, and the four little beasts can also be restored.

Xiaotian dog was left in Fengtian hall by Yang Qiu. Now it has completely become an old dog, and even has few activities. Yang Qiu sighed again when he thought of the dirty and shameless first dog in the three worlds.

In fact, it's good to be a dog. At least, the old guy won't ask himself any more strange requirements.

Recognizing the direction of the holy battlefield, Yang Qiu flew towards the magical void.

In the past, he asked the Heavenly Sword and could fly with the sword, but now he is a chaotic body. In the Fuxi temple, there is no need to use any external force at all. The world of Fuxi temple is the world of fengfangya, and the true spirit of fengfangya is also pinned on Yang Qiu. Therefore, although the world is broken, the rules still recognize that fengfangya is the master.

Compared with the last time, Yang Qiu's speed is 100 times faster.

Yang Qiu has a clear understanding. Last time he came in, he was still a monk, and now he is the successor of Feng fangya.

All the way to the holy battlefield, this time he only took half a day to see the huge earthy yellow broken planet in the void, and the spire at the top end, which he could see very clearly.

In the millions of kilometers of radioactive meteorite belt, countless sacred animal corpses are still floating. Yang Qiu carefully avoided these meteorites and corpses, and then came to the hall of the original tragic war.

The remains of the nine humanoid saints are still there, without any change. The bodies of the heavenly family, Shura family and evil ghost family are the same as before, and the dead powers of the daomen are still alive and flexible after being calculated.

The only change is that the remains of the nine human saints seem to have less aura than the last time Yang Qiu saw them.

Solemnly kowtowed three heads to the remains of the nine Terran saints. Yang Qiu sat down slowly across his knees in the hall full of corpses, just before the regrets of the nine Terran saints.

He completely released his body and mind, and his heart beat slowly with his breath. Then slowly, the blood vessels and muscles around him began to be completely relaxed by him. In this void, the breath of all kinds of human, Taoist, alien and Buddhist powers slowly penetrated into his body from his pores.

Some of these smells are holy, some are vicissitudes, some are simple, some are evil, and some are mysterious. In short, these smells slowly penetrate into his body, making him begin to understand everything here.

The holy battlefield is an extremely dangerous place. The weakest ones are the three products of Da Luo Jinxian. Even the remains left after death are enough to make a guy like Yang Qiu fall completely.

But Yang Qiu has to choose here to practice.

Because the air here contains all kinds of breath, including the powerful and terrible breath of Buddhism, Taoism, human and alien.

These smells have been intertwined and mixed for hundreds of millions of years, and have long formed a strange balance. The arrival of Yang Qiu is to truly understand the power essence of all parties.

The power of the alien race is incomparably filthy and evil, but wearing the cloak of Buddhism, it becomes holy and solemn. The smell of Taoism is mysterious and quiet, but it has a sense of fancy.

Only the Terran breath is very simple.

It's a kind breath, very gentle, but very thick.

As time went by, Yang Qiu was slowly immersed in that magical feeling. His realm and strength were changing at a strange speed.

The direct impact of this change is the chaotic space in his body, and the chaotic space slowly produces a trace of chaotic force, which enters his muscles and veins, mixed with various forces of the world entering his body, forming a strange balance.

Yang Qiu completely entered a state of forgetting things and me. In his chaotic space, the Green Qi gradually penetrated into his body, and then floated out of his body, slowly testing in this world.

Yang Qiugen didn't know what had changed in his body.

The green vitality, like water waves, began to spread around his body, one square meter, ten square meters, one hundred square meters. Gradually, the green vitality impressively wrapped the square in front of the whole hall.

The wooden stakes under the Fengtian hall even radiated blue light.

The cyan vitality actually began to decompose the alien artifacts inserted with the remains of saints in the square. At first, the decomposition speed was extremely slow, but gradually, the speed was faster and faster. In the end, it reached a speed visible to the naked eye.

The alien Spears on the remains of the nine saints slowly melted into black liquids, and then flowed on the main hall square. Then slowly, these liquids gathered into a pool. This pool of liquid was actually included by the cyan vitality emitted by Jianmu, and slowly dragged into Yang Qiu's body.

After this mass of liquid completely entered Yang Qiu's body, Yang Qiu's chaotic space suddenly trembled, and his physical strength, mental strength, and even strength doubled.

Originally, his strength was equivalent to the peak of Jindan, but now he has entered a completely new realm.

At the beginning, he died at the peak of the golden elixir, and finally he was reincarnated and possessed.

This is a shackle shadow on the origin of his spiritual rose. Yang Qiu doesn't know that there is such a shadow on his soul.

But now, his shadow has been completely broken, which is equivalent to that he has really entered a smooth road, and there will be no obstacles in the future.

One breath after another entered his body faster and faster, and constantly tried to change Yang Qiu's constitution. However, under the assimilation of the chaotic body, all these breath became the nutrients of his body, which could only grow stronger and consolidate his chaotic body.

The strength of the body is more and more concise, and the strength of the soul is more and more powerful. The chaotic space in his Dantian even expands at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the past so long, the chaotic space with a diameter of one kilometer has expanded to a diameter of five thousand meters.

More chaotic forces are emitted. Under this cycle, Yang Qiu's strength increases faster and faster.

When Yang Qiu opened his eyes, two purple smells flashed in his eyes, and his chaotic space expanded impressively to a diameter of 20000 meters.

His strength also soared to the equivalent of the early stage of Mahayana.

Worse still lies ahead.

All of a sudden, he realized the knowledge of countless Buddhists, Taoists, alien and human races.

For example, various Terran arrays, Taoist alchemy, Buddhist skills, alien magical forging and so on.

The information contained in these knowledge is so big that Yang Qiu has a feeling of running away.

Especially in his chaotic space, he added a black liquid light mass with a diameter of half a meter. This black liquid seemed to absorb even light.

Yang Qiu naturally understood the magical effect of this liquid.

The liquid slowly melted into his body from his Dantian, and then he became a beautiful heavenly family.

Then he turned into one or two ugly Shura people, and then he was a member of the evil ghost family.

Camouflage, perfect camouflage, camouflage that even saints can't see through.

With this mass of liquid, he could even run to the sage and disguise himself as anyone of the three different races.

Among the alien knowledge he absorbed, he made it understand a lot of alien things.

Alien race, a race that looks noble and proud, but actually extremely humble.

Strict hierarchy is the basis for the maintenance and development of this race.

The knowledge of Buddhism, Taoism, alien and all kinds of knowledge makes Yang Qiu feel completely enlightened.

He seems to have touched some thresholds and known some of the real mysteries of the world and the universe.

This feeling is magical and subtle.

Yang Qiu slowly stood up. The first of the three chaotic forms suddenly started. However, a Taoist formula came out of his hand. Impressively, he perfectly launched Taoism with the power of chaos.

He even imitated the same way to launch the Dharma of Buddhism, which is still perfect.

Now, he has completely embarked on a different road from the human saint. His foundation is still a pure human race, but he has the ability to disguise any other race.

With the change of strength and the improvement of realm, his vision naturally becomes different.

When he looked at the holy battlefield again, everything was completely precious.

Not to mention the lost weapons, they are the meteorites scattered in the void of the world, which contain countless precious congenital materials.

"Hehe! Don't worry, these will be mine sooner or later! "

Yang Qiu's heart was suddenly filled with a powerful and incomparable feeling. He thought and went directly back to the Fengtian hall. Then he met uncle Feng.

When Uncle Feng saw Yang Qiu, he first frowned slightly, then nodded happily, smiled at Yang Qiu and said:

"Unexpectedly, I didn't think of it. Well, little guy, your progress is beyond my expectation. Go back and don't disturb me recently. I should prepare something for your future. Well, I'm looking forward to what kind of strength you will burst out when you break through heaven fairyland! "

Yang Qiu took a deep breath. When she was about to speak, she suddenly found that Xiaotian dog had changed its appearance. It came out from behind uncle Feng, then opened its mouth to Yang Qiu and giggled:

"Boy, I'm back! Come on, take me to... Er, Arthur, the golden boy! "

Yang Qiu suddenly stumbled at his feet and almost fell to the ground.