Kill the Great Wall of Martial Arts from me

"After I become a saint."

Leaving a word behind, Li Shenzhi withdrew his divine consciousness, and if he wanted to blame it, he would blame this holy man and possessed him.

He can't confirm it now, whether what this person said is true or not, let's prove it slowly in the future.

Leaning in the opened cave, Li Shenzhi thought silently, and two spiritual objects shining with colorful divine lights appeared in front of him.

"Yongwang Palace, Qingwang Jianzong."

"Beihuang 1000 two hundred domains."

"Shenlong Palace..."

The colorful divine light reflected in his eyes for a long time.

What is Xiuwu doing?

Protect thousands of lights.

This question can be answered in the affirmative by any warrior in the Dragon Worship Small World.

When it comes to the Great Wilderness, what to do with martial arts, and return to the era when the road was difficult and the land where the human race lived, you will also get the answer to protect the reproduction of the race.

The words are different, but the meaning is the same.

However, today's Yongzhou seems to have forgotten the mark of the most primitive era.

Looking at the two colorful keepsakes, Li Shenzhi looked thoughtful, how could it be possible to work for these two.

Once again, he sensed two fetishes. He didn't know if it was an illusion.

From Qingwang Jianzong's fetish, he sensed a very faint feeling of repulsion, as if there was an aura that strangers should not enter, which made him very uncomfortable.

Among the fetishes in Yongwang Palace, there is a trace of decay, like an old warrior who is about to rot.

At this moment, Li Shenzhi was thinking about two issues, whether he could integrate these two keepsakes into one, whether he could occupy the magpie's nest, or use a new one.

No matter how decayed and corrupt the Yongwang Palace is, it is also the most powerful Zhenshi Dazong in Yongzhou.

According to what the Fengling saint said, there are more than a dozen saints in this group of Yongwangdian, and their strength is still very strong.

Therefore, it is still very useful to wear the skin of Yongwang Palace.

What he was thinking was, with the help of the skin of Yongwang Palace, he could do the business of competing for the palace.

Before there is no strength, borrow the skin to use it, first wait for it, and then throw away the skin when the strength is strong.

……

Bronze coffin, in the gray sky.

Feng Ling was silent, her brows were furrowed, and her breath was very restless.

After being promoted to a saint, she has never suffered such grievances.

"Tell me about the five-color fetish."

At this moment, Li Shenzhi's voice fell.

Then, he handed the old beggar a five-colored fetish to each of them, and he also said it.

"Jianzong Order!"

Feng Ling exclaimed, she was killed when the formation was activated, leaving only the remnant soul to escape.

At the back, I wanted to escape by possessing Li Shenzhi, but I didn't expect to be trapped here, so I naturally didn't know what happened next.

"So that's it. It turns out that the old guy from Yongwang Palace wanted to restart the stove. He even took out the five-color divine soil that was once bestowed by Tiandi Mountain."

"Let me tell you, if you use this sacred soil to establish a sect, it is equivalent to becoming a vassal of Yongwang Mountain."

"This is the embodiment of the legal order of our human race. I, Qingwu Mountain, inherited the emperor's order from Tiandi Mountain, carried the five-colored sacred soil, and turned it into the Qingwu Shejitai.

At the beginning, these things did not happen overnight. It took a long time to continuously migrate the blood of the human race and open up places for reproduction.

Every human race that has migrated to a new region will take part of the five-color sacred soil from the Qingwu Sheji Platform.

In this way, it gradually evolved into the Southern Wilderness [-] Regions.

In Beihuang, the Shenlong Palace was the same as my Qingwu Mountain. It took a long time to open up the Beihuang 1000 and [-] domains. "

"What do you mean, every human region has a piece of sacred land?"

"Yes, that's natural. The human race opened up borders and established a family. The five-colored sacred soil is the evidence, and it is integrated into the depths of the earth, and it is closely related to every human race."

"Once upon a time, when the human race was at its peak, all warriors with the most blood in battle among the human race could sense the existence of the five-color divine soil in the region, which is the embodiment of the lifeblood of the human race.

But it's not going to work now, there are fewer and fewer human blood warriors, and most of the five-color sacred soils in various regions are silent. "

"Can the five-color divine soils from different regions blend together?"

"You want to ask, will the sacred soil of Yongwang Palace in your hand and the divine soil of Shenlong Palace that originally existed in the Northern Territory be repulsed?"

Feng Ling's eyes turned and she looked at the sky. She knew that she was being watched by some little god at the moment.

"I can't answer you about this question, after all, I haven't done this either."

"However, in today's northern wilderness of Yongzhou, the human race is sinking, and the blood of the battle is not visible. It is not easy to attract the five-color divine soil."

"You can take the five-color sacred soil of Yongwang Palace in your hand and try to see if it will lead to the sacred soil of Shenlong Palace. After all, the five-color Sheji Terrace of Shenlong Palace has been silent for a long time. No one knows that this sacred object In which corner of the Northern Wilderness has the silence reached? Maybe, over the years, with the silence of the Dragon Palace, the five-color sacred soil that has merged into the various regions of the Northern Wilderness, lost the nourishment of the blood of the human race, and has long been silent again, turning into an ordinary soil."

Chapter 233 Merging the Three Divine Soils and Establishing the Initial Foundation

The five-color sacred soil refers to the soil in five colors: green, red, yellow, white and black.

According to the legend, these five colors were also involved in the more ancient ancestors of the human race.

It was these ancient ancestors who turned the five-color sacred soil into gods, and became the legitimacy of the inheritance order of the human race.

Although Li Shenzhi couldn't trace the origin, he still needed to figure out what kind of existence the five-color divine soil was.

It's not bad to have a holy spirit in hand, you can know many things you don't know.

Just like the think tanks existed in the human race in the small world of Dragon Worship, these old guys who have lived for a long time, the things in their minds are helpful for many things.

In the cave, Li Shenzhi looked at the two five-color divine soils in front of him, which were transformed into divine objects.

After a long period of transformation, the Five Colors Divine Soil is very different from the beginning.

Among other things, in Yongwang Palace and Qingwang Jianzong, the five-color sacred soils are all manifested in the shape of Shejitai.

Of course, it doesn't matter what he looks like, he is all five-color divine soil.

The transformation of the five-color divine soil requires the nourishment of popularity, how does popularity come from.

It's very simple, human warriors rest at sunset, work at sunrise, step on the ground, and practice martial arts.

And the five-color god soil is already integrated into the earth, and it has already absorbed the popularity during the life of the human warriors.

As for the function of the five-color divine soil, the Holy Phoenix Spirit couldn't tell.

However, Li Shenzhi understood that there must be secrets that he didn't know about.

Otherwise, why would Qingwang Jianzong and Yongwangdian separate the sacred land? This should not be as simple as expanding the territory.

Now, he's in the game.

Fortunately, the Shenlong Palace of the World-Suppressing Grand Sect in the Northern Wilderness has already existed in name only, and now is a great opportunity to compete in the Northern Wilderness.

The location of Chenghuang Territory in the Northern Wilderness and Western Regions is actually quite partial.

Going west by the Yellow Territory, there are a total of 39 human regions, including Qingpu, Qingqiu, Zaitian and other regions.

The reason why Li Shenzhi chose this area was because the Chenghuang area was regarded as a node, which blocked the 39 areas to the west.

As long as he can control the Chenghuang domain, he can swallow the 39 domains in the west and connect the territory into one piece.

Forty Terran regions, compared to the 1000 and [-] regions in the Northern Wilderness, seem to be no more than one-thirtieth of them, but if managed properly, they can become a solid foundation.

With these [-] human race regions, they eroded towards the east little by little, and finally occupied the Northern Wilderness, replacing the Dragon Palace, and became the master of the Northern Wilderness.

Only at that time will he have the strength to be on an equal footing with Yongwang Palace and Qingwang Jianzong.

Shaking his head, Li Shenzhi restrained this grand blueprint first. At present, the horoscope has not been written down yet, so he will hold his hand firmly and stick to it first.

Half a day later, he appeared in the wilderness outside the mountain, surrounded by a desolate atmosphere.

Li Shenzhi fell slowly, and stood on the wild land.

According to the words of the Phoenix Spirit Saint, every human warrior can sense the five-color divine soil.

It's just that, now that the human race is under the oppression of the monster race, the battle blood is not visible, making the five-color soil silent.

He wanted to give it a try, to see if he could sense the five-color divine soil in Cheng Huangyu.

Slowly closing his eyes, his breath calmed down, Li Shenzhi stood quietly in place without moving a bit.

What is battle blood?

From Li Shenzhi's understanding, it was his passion for killing demons and protecting the clan and protecting the lights of thousands of families when he was offering sacrifices to the Dragon Small World.

It was the uncontrollable anger in my heart after I walked out of the small world of offering sacrifices to the dragon and seeing the monsters slaughtering the human race at will.

What's more, along the way of practice, the will to kill monsters whenever they see one.

hum!

The energy in Li Shenzhi's body twisted, and divine fires lit up, surrounding him.

Every black and white light danced, exuding torrential life fluctuations, with his unique energy, lingering around, sinking into the earth.

After half a day, Li Shenzhi was enveloped by the aura of wildness. He was in the wilderness, the world was vast and endless, and only the ground under his feet had a sense of stability.

call!

On the wasteland, the wild grass swayed in the wind.

In the distance, amidst the whistling sound of the wind, belts of wind moved quickly.

Wherever it passed, the wild grass swayed like an earth dragon swimming below.

In an instant, Li Shenzhi's location was surrounded, forming a whirlpool-shaped wave.

I see!

In a daze, Li Shenzhi sensed a multicolored energy, hazy like a ball of light, enveloped by the endless pitch black earth.

This scene, like a poor child, is shrouded in endless darkness.

Even, around the five-color light group, there are purple-black veins exuding monster aura, like a trap, trying to imprison the five-color light group.

This scene reminded Li Shenzhi again of the imprint of the forbidden field of martial arts that was banned by the monster clan.

He tried to communicate with this group of five-color energies, and a thick and reckless aura passed over.

This kind of feeling is very cordial, and it is of the same origin, and it is obviously different from the sacred soil of Qingwang Jianzong.

The sacred land in the Palace of King Yong is nothing but a feeling of twilight, and the feeling of Qingwang Jianzong seems to have changed its origin.

With the mutual confirmation of the three sacred lands, Li Shenzhi felt that he had discovered a secret that frightened him a little.

Green King Sword Sect...

This master of the world, in essence, has broken away from the system of the human race.

In other words, this separation is not simply a blood alienation, but an ideological change.

Thinking back to the disciple of the Sword Sect that he met, he felt as if he was looking down on the mortal world.

Li Shenzhi frowned. This was obviously a big problem within the human race.

At this moment, he thought of the corpse clan he had seen before.

Looking at the wilderness, there is almost nothing about the corpse clan.

……

"Do you know the Heavenly Corpse Hall?"

In the gray sky, the silent Feng Ling heard Li Shenzhi's words again, and his consciousness fluctuated.

"You even know about the Heavenly Corpse Palace?"

"Tell me what you know." Li Shenzhi's words were still cold.

Hearing the sound, the phoenix sage raised his eyebrows.