Chapter 2137： Six Tibetan Saint Yuan

In the Fallen Saint Nineth Mountain, the big formation is in the air.

There is a holy bone, about 80 statues, standing on the sky.

There are also some scattered sacred bones, all of which are wreckage, scattered in the sky above this Tianchi.

From around these sacred bones, faint wisps of gray flames were burning.

Burning bones produced various smoke, dimly falling into this ten-zhang Tianchi.

This is the method of refining the sacred sky pool. Qin Xuan is burning the sacred bones to obtain the power of the remaining sacred bones and the sacred yuan.

Qin Xuan sat cross-legged in the Tianchi, with various colors of smoke shrouded in it, as if he were in a sea of ​​mist of different colors, he looked quite strange.

The Eternal Evergreen Art turned and condensed between his hands, Qin Xuan made a decision with his hands, his eyes closed slightly, quietly looming in the sea of ​​fog.

In this place, Qin Xuan refined the sacred bones for almost three months.

Some sacred bone remains have disappeared, and in this Tianchi, the smoke of various sacred bones has gradually begun to condense into substance.

A drop of liquid of the sacred bone of different colors appeared under this heavenly pond.

One drop, two drops, gradually converging.

Until, the liquid of many sacred bones gradually gathered more and more, and the sacred bones above gradually dissipated.

It took four years for Qin Xuan to refine this sacred bone here in four years.

In the four years, Qin Xuan was tireless, refining the sacred bones here, and finally filled the ten-square Tianchi.

A series of terrifying rays of sunlight impacted the large array, and there was even more haze colliding and roaring.

This is the remains of the bones of a hundred saints, and each color of haze represents the holy origin of a saint.

In this pool of water, Qin Xuan's eyes opened impressively.

I saw his hands condense the tactics, the power of the world around him faintly moved, converging between his hands.

From his hand, an emperor inscription slowly emerged.

A piece of text seemed to make the void distorted, and the universe quivered.

Refine the Yuan Emperor's Law!

It was once known as the law created by the Great Emperor Tianyuan in the pre-Ancient Era.

This great emperor, smelting the world, and numerous principles, created a unique path.

Combining ten thousand ways, but different from chaos, this great emperor named him Tianyuan.

This is the secret method Qin Xuan once obtained from the forbidden land of the Taishi clan. In the past, he entered the forbidden land of the Taishi clan and smashed many eager saints with the posture of sainthood, and also took the foundation of some saints and all kinds of secret treasures.

Afterwards, he found an emperor coffin hidden in the purple emperor's aura in a chaotic place.

Qin Xuan spent a lot of effort to open this coffin.

In the coffin, there is only one dress, as if the dress is a mound.

This coffin is the coffin of Emperor Tianyuan. He has fought fiercely one era after another, stepping out of the forbidden land, wanting to break through the great calamity of heaven and earth, and see who is on the top and wants to destroy this world.

In the end, he left his clothes in the coffin for nothing, and the corpse, I don't know what era of the catastrophe.

Qin Xuan obtained this method of refining the Yuan Emperor.

Refining all the ways to oneself, refining the world as one, can melt all the power of the world and turn it into self-use.

The imperial writing in Qin Xuan's hand vibrated, and the power of the sages in the surrounding pool slowly entered Qin Xuan's palm.

Streams of different colors gathered in Qin Xuan's hands, constantly suppressed, and finally turned into a whirlpool.

Inside the vortex, there seemed to be a hundred colors, colliding fiercely.

In Qin Xuan's Lian Yuan Emperor's Law, some colors blended together, as if colliding and swallowing.

Qin Xuan spent three months smelting the power of the Hundred Saints.

Until, in his hand, a purple vitality quietly appeared in his palm.

Qin Xuan's indifferent pupils reflected the purple vitality.

"This vitality... the six ways of Yunxian Mingbu, demons and ghosts!"

Qin Xuan looked at the purple Yuanli and pondered slightly. He felt that this Yuanli was somewhat familiar, and he should have seen it from a certain ancient scroll.

"At the beginning of the epoch, the Great Emperor Cangtian calmed the turmoil, the daughter of the Xu family Rongtiandao, and the Jiuyou clan reincarnates in the Netherworld!"

Qin Xuan said to himself, "Underworld is chaotic, resentful, horrible ghosts, almost sages, some people come from the celestial soil, sit in the meditation, cut their bodies, use the six ways of Buddha, demons, ghosts, and ghosts to make a big oath. Set up Mingtu, slay one hundred and twenty-six sages of grieving ghosts, and join forces with the Jiuyou clan to smash and kill the three great emperors of chaos, and restore Mingtu!

"Finally, when the Great Emperor was smashed, this sage fell to the Underworld. Even so, his corpse remained in the Underworld Emperor City, and the corpse was viewed like the Great Sage."

"Falling Saint Nineth Mountain, that's how it is!"

Qin Xuan murmured softly, as if he knew something.

Once 30 billion years ago, the bones of this saint disappeared in the underworld.

No one knows where to go, it turned out to be in the Nineth Mountain of Fallen Saint.

In the Falling Saint Nine Layers Mountain, the sacred corpses were raging, and that corpse should have stayed here to suppress the many sacred corpses.

Until the heavenly path is perfected, the sacred corpse here was imprisoned in the Jiuzhong Mountain. The bones of the sage, for fear that the Jiuyou family would never take it back, stay here, but were obtained by it, smelted in this heavenly pond, and swallowed the rest yuan.

With the power of that saint, his bones have the power to press the saint here.

"wrong!"

Qin Xuan's brows moved slightly, "It should be only a part of the corpse. If it is a complete corpse, I should be aware of it. Is it in those corpses?"

He faintly guessed that in the dark and turmoil, there are too many dead souls in the immortal world, and the bones of the saint should stay in these places, suppressing the land of resenting souls and blood, in order to stabilize the immortal soil.

Qin Xuan looked at the Saint Yuan in his palm, "Six Tibetan saints, if they don't fall, they should become the emperor."

Qin Xuan slowly closed his eyes. In this world, even if the world collapses, there are always some people who want to stand up.

Emperor Tianyuan, the six Tibetan saints, were one of them.

It is a pity that, looking at the immortal soil today, who has remembered them? Who else... I remember someone who spared their lives, sacrificed their lives for this great life, and wished to scatter the world with bones and blood.

"A bunch of idiots!"

Qin Xuan's thin lips opened slightly, and his voice was merciless, "However, if you are so stupid, how can you come to the dawn of the world? Looking at the guys who have done everything in the forbidden area, what is it that can compare to you!"

The sound gradually diffused around the Tianchi.

Qin Xuan began to swallow this Fang Shengyuan and six Tibetan Shengyuan.

Eternal Evergreen Art moves, under the heart, and under the abdomen, among the two vortexes of immortal vitality, a vortex slowly emerges.

Along with Qin Xuan's refining of the six Tibetan sages, strands of purple sages appeared in the whirlpool.

After Qin Xuan was thoroughly refined, he never stopped, but continued to practice.

Six methods of immortality!

With the immortal elemental power, all the four sacred powers in his body can be cultivated into one method, and Qin Xuan took advantage of this time to cultivate it.

With the passage of time, two years later, within the Jiuzhong Mountain of Fallen Saint, the fog is still hazy.

On the edge of this misty fog, a figure walked out slowly.

White clothes and black hair, Da Luo eight turns, indifferent double pupils.

Qin Xuan looked at the Southern Territory World, and the Five Elements Profound Wings slowly unfolded behind him.

Da Yi shocked, and his figure disappeared here.