Saint Ancestor of Void Extreme

"Is that the Temple of No Return?"

Huang Yiqin squinted his eyes and looked at the core area. Among the ups and downs of mountains and rivers, a magnificent palace was built next to the mountains, surging continuously, like a sleeping dragon.

The trend of mountains, rivers and rivers faintly formed a huge formation, and it was impossible to break in without the master.

"Prince, that is the Hall of No Return!"

A warrior in black said respectfully.

Huang Yiqin nodded slightly.

The last time the Wu Tomb was opened, the Dongsheng Dynasty did not pay attention to it. Only two or three masters were sent, but a warrior named Tang Xian inadvertently broke into the Hall of No Return and brought back a large number of heavenly spirits and earthly treasures.

It is precisely by virtue of these items brought back from the Palace of No Return that the power of the royal family has grown rapidly. The royal family who had tasted the freshness naturally refused to let go of this opportunity. This time the tomb was opened, the royal family collected eleven tokens by virtue of their own strength.

"It is said that this Hall of No Return was created by a master of the fourth realm. Not only the weapons he used in his lifetime, but also his lifelong understanding of martial arts are in the hall. If you can get his lifelong understanding, maybe you can step into the first stage in one fell swoop. Five realms!"

Huang Yiqin said to himself.

Tang Xian, who entered Wuhui Temple back then, had only ordinary aptitude among the great masters. But after gaining enlightenment, he went back and went straight to the fourth realm, otherwise he would be leading the team this time.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps.

I saw several teams following from a distance from behind.

"Why are you here?" Huang Yiqin's complexion changed.

"Prince Dongsheng, stop pretending. The Hall of No Return was created by a master of the fourth realm. The last time the martial tomb was opened, several dynasties didn't pay attention to it. You Dongsheng took the lead. Open it again this time, How can we fall behind?"

A Dainichi warrior wearing a samurai uniform and a long sword at the waist and hips spoke.

Huang Yiqin looked at the others, and they all had the same expressions as they should.

After a while, his frown suddenly opened.

"Since everyone is acting in unison,

Then let's enter this Palace of No Return together..."

...

But at this time Chu Jingtian and others came to a lake.

This is a small lake with a radius of about three feet. The water in the lake is crimson, and the rich spiritual energy turns into mist and rises slightly. In the center of the lake there is a weeping willow about three meters high, thousands of willows are made of red gold, shining brightly.

"This is the red spirit liquid!"

Ye Han's eyes lit up.

Seeing Ye Hu and Ye Ming's puzzled faces, he quickly explained:

"The red spiritual liquid is a special spiritual liquid, which can only be formed in a place with sufficient spiritual energy and strong earth fire. A mouthful of spring water is equivalent to a third-level elixir."

"In the outside world, it will take at least three months or even longer to form a drop of red spirit liquid!"

Lu Jianli groaned strangely, "It would take at least thousands of years for so much red spirit liquid?"

Ye Han shook his head with a smile and said, "In this martial tomb, it doesn't take so long. A few hundred years is enough to form it. It seems that we are lucky. No one has come to this Chiling Lake."

"You are wrong. It's not that no one has set foot, but that someone has come and returned without success."

Chu Jingtian shook his head.

This lake exudes a subtle smell of blood, although it is thin, it lasts for a long time.

Everyone looked at Chu Jingtian in puzzlement.

Is there something that is guarding the red spirit liquid in this pool?

"Whatever he does, if he dares to show up, Master Lu, I'll smash his head with a stick!"

As Lu Jianli said, he picked up the Coiling Dragon Stick and strode towards the Chiling Lake.

The moment he approached the lake, the red weeping willow rooted in Chiling Lake seemed to wake up suddenly. Countless willow branches blasted out like spirit snakes, and rushed towards Lu Jianli.

"Fatty, come back!"

Seeing this scene, Chu Jingtian frowned slightly and shouted hastily.

Lu Jianli turned a deaf ear to it, raised the Coiling Dragon Staff and threw it.

But the willow sticks are so soft, when they met the Coiling Dragon Stick, they turned suddenly, dozens of willow sticks were twisted into one strand, and quickly pulled towards Lu Jianli like a whip.

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound sounded, and the seemingly vulnerable wicker slammed firmly on Lu Jianli's back, knocking him upside down, and leaving a bright streak of blood on his younger generation. Welt.

"What is this, it's so scary!"

Ye Hu took a deep breath.

Lu Jianli was the pinnacle of Dragon Elephant, and it was difficult for him to be hurt by a sword, but he was torn to pieces by this willow stick.

"Boom!"

Lu Jianli was whipped and lay on the ground on the spot. That piece of wicker was still unabated, and hit again. Lu Jianli let out a strange cry, and quickly dodged. There was only a loud noise, and the ground was smashed to pieces.

"Let's go too!" Ye Han shouted, drew his sword and went out.

Ye Ming and Ye Hu drew out their weapons together, exploded with true energy, and bombarded towards the willow tree.

Seeing this, the weeping willow swayed violently, and countless willow branches turned up, rushing towards the rushing crowd.

"Forget it, let them exercise!"

Chu Jingtian wanted to make a move, but after a moment of contemplation, he stopped. If you want to quickly improve your strength, the only shortcut is to fight non-stop. The reason why he took the position of the supreme suzerain of Dao Xianzong in his previous life was precisely because of countless breakthroughs in battles.

Thinking of this, he lowered his eyes slightly, and looked at the Chiling Lake in front of him.

"what?"

When his divine sense came into contact with Chiling Lake, he immediately felt a hot breath coming continuously.

"I didn't expect there to be a red flame here!"

"It's no wonder that if there is no flame like the Red Flame Spiritual Fire, such a large pool of red spirit liquid cannot be formed in hundreds of years."

Cultivators can use mana to activate and release flames.

But these are only strange fires.

In this vast world, there are countless fires. Some are the sky fire carried in the meteorites from the sky, and there are also the earth fires that have lasted for thousands of years in the lava. These flames are more powerful than the mortal fire driven by mana. Whether it is used for alchemy, forging, or fighting, it will produce miraculous effects.

The spiritual flames he had collected in the wild ancient forest belonged to the third-level fire. But this red flame spirit fire is the fourth level. The power is even higher than Lingyan!

While Chu Jingtian was looking at the Chiling Lake, the battle had changed again.

This wicker can be firm or soft.

Soft as a whip, firm as a spear.

Even if Lu Jianli, Ye Han, Ye Ming, and Ye Hu teamed up, they couldn't defeat the willow tree demon, on the contrary, they were so oppressed by the other party that they couldn't hold their heads up.

"call!"

A gust of wind roared.

Hundreds of willow branches burst out violently, rushing toward the crowd. These willows entangled one by one, enveloping several people tightly like a giant python. Even if it was Lu Jianli, he could only tear off one or two wicker sticks with the dragon elephant's strange power, but in the end there were more and more wicker sticks, and his whole body was trapped in them, like a huge silkworm cocoon.

"It seems that they are still a little bit worse. If their cultivation base is raised by a small level, they will be able to suppress this willow tree."

Chu Jingtian shook his head lightly, at this moment he had to make a move.

clatter~

The moment Chu Jingtian stepped into the Chiling Lake, Weeping Liu seemed to feel Chu Jingtian's fear, and suddenly exploded. When it dealt with Lu Jianli and the others before, it only mobilized more than a hundred wicker sticks, but now it rushed all the wicker sticks.

"Hehe, you are not my opponent."

Chu Jingtian smiled faintly.

With a pinch of his right hand, the three flying swords, Yazi, Baxia, and Taotie, were quickly thrown out.

"boom!"

Before Ye Han had time to remind, these wicker sticks, which were difficult to cut even with true energy, were torn apart on the spot by the powerful sword energy emanating from the flying sword.

'Crackling! '

Countless willow branches were cut off and scattered like catkins.

"Aww!"

The weeping willow, which had half of its twigs cut off, suddenly shook its body, the violent force squeezed the air and burst it, and let out a scream like a demon king.

Obviously, the weeping willow was angry.

Swish!

Without any hesitation, the weeping willow shot out all the willow branches. This ferocious momentum made everyone terrified.

This kind of terrifying combat power, even the grandmasters of the third realm may find it difficult to deal with it. Only then did they know why the Chiling Lake had not been taken away for hundreds of years.

"Haha, good time!"

Chu Jingtian laughed out loud and took a deep breath. At this moment, there was a strong wind all around, and his body seemed to turn into a bottomless pit. He actually swallowed all the spiritual energy in this space, and then suddenly vomited it out!

In the next moment, the flames covering the sky and the sun rolled out, directly meeting the willow branches rushing towards them.

"Squeak!"

Feeling the horror of the flame, Weeping Willow screamed and quickly retracted the willow. But unfortunately, it is still a bit slower. Like tarsal maggots, the spirit inflammation was contaminated on the wicker, and then quickly spread to the willow leaves, willow tips, and even the trunk.

In the end, the whole weeping willow was wrapped in spirit flames.

boom!

Under everyone's horrified eyes, this huge weeping willow turned into a huge ball of fire, and burned into a ball of coke under everyone's inconceivable eyes.

"Hahaha, I got it!"

Chu Jingtian laughed out loud, and came straight to the lake regardless of the weeping willow that had been burnt into charcoal.

For others, this red spirit liquid is the most precious thing, but for him, it is the red flame spirit fire at the bottom of this lake!

With this red flame spiritual fire, he would no longer spend seven days refining the fourth-order elixir like when he was refining the congenital glazed elixir.

"However, if you want to subdue this red flame spirit fire, you must at least have a perfect physique of a dragon elephant, or a profound liquid, or a master of Yushen, otherwise it will be a fire."

"What the hell is this?"

"There is such a powerful strength..."

But Ye Han, Lu Jianli and the others looked at the weeping willow with lingering fear.

If it wasn't for Chu Jingtian's attack, they would be no match for this little willow tree!

(End of this chapter) Taixu Holy Ancestor