The crowd was silent. The huge test Monument Square was like a dead place. Everyone's eyes were as if they had received some strange attraction. They were staring at Ye Lingfeng, who was sitting on the ground gasping for breath.
All over his body, there is no good meat now, and there are colorful bloodstains everywhere; even some bloodstains are almost transparent, penetrating his body; even the bones exposed between some scars are scorched black.
Under such circumstances, his survival can actually be regarded as a miracle.
He survived this divine calamity, and killed two people who were suspected to be the projection of ancient gods!
The crowd didn't know how to believe this terrible scene, and they didn't know how to understand why Ye Lingfeng had such a fierce fighting power in his body!
Hum! All of a sudden, there is a buzz to break the silence, and then, from the boundless body, suddenly there is a dazzling golden light flying up, like a moth to the flame, tottering toward Ye Lingfeng.
What's going on? Fang Wuya widened his eyes and looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.
The thing that flies to Ye Lingfeng is naturally the fragment of the perfect golden elixir he got, but what he can be sure is that he did not use any magic power to the fragment just now. All of this is like the fragment of Ye Lingfeng who takes the initiative to approach.
Hum! The fragments fly closer, and with its approach, ye Lingfeng's body also has a kind of breath blooming.
That kind of breath is vast and mysterious, with an indescribable charm, such as antelope hanging horn and flying horse.
That kind of charm, as if it should not exist in this world, exactly, it is flawless perfect breath!
"This What kind of breath is this? How come even my Yuanying Zhongjing is trembling! " The crowd murmured and speculated.
Hum! All of a sudden, ye Lingfeng's golden elixir with a touch of golden light bloomed from the elixir field, and finally slowly appeared on his head.
The crack on the golden elixir, which appeared under the attack of the human form thunder robbing way, instantly recovered and made a perfect sphere. It was like a scorching sun shining in the air, and the dazzling brilliance spread all over the world.
Not only that, in this golden elixir, there is also an illusory figure sitting in it.
Although the figure is vague, it has a solemn appearance. It has an aura like a God, which makes people shocked.
It sat there cross legged, motionless, but there was a mysterious breath blooming, as if it could suppress the sky and the earth!
At the same time, the fragments flying from Fang Wuyan are now in front of the perfect elixir. When the fragments reach the first three inches of the elixir, they finally stop. Then they bow to the elixir three times, and then they break up between heaven and earth.
There has always been only one perfect, and there will only be one. Ye Lingfeng's perfect jindancheng means that the meaning of fragments in heaven and earth is no longer there. It has to kowtow to Ye Lingfeng who has achieved perfection, destroy itself, and make perfection unique!
"Is this Jindan realm or Yuanying realm? Why do I think my Yuanying is not so oppressive?"
"One thing is made by nature, even without any flaws and imperfections, perfect, I finally know what is perfect!"
The crowd exclaimed. They had never seen such a strange picture. They have never thought that there is such a wonderful realm of speciousness in the world, and they have never known that there will really be perfect in the world!
The golden elixir keeps turning slowly. Thousands of golden rays fall on Ye Lingfeng's body.
Every ray of light, let Ye Lingfeng body of those ferocious bloodstains recover a point. Not only that, at the same time of recovery, on Ye Lingfeng's body, there are even layers of old skin falling to the ground with the blood scab, and even with some fine bone impurities, which are forced out of the bone by the flowing bone marrow and scattered along the pores.
The sound of blood flow is like a frenzy, roaring incessantly, washing his body, making his flesh and blood become like a piece of perfect jade, exquisite, magnificent, like the rising sun.
As long as it's not blind, everyone can see that ye Lingfeng is undergoing a transformation. His body is following his cultivation, making a variety of changes, to achieve the same perfect body.
I don't know how long it took, but the clouds slowly dissipated, and the light from ye Lingfeng's body finally dissipated.
Until this time, he opened his eyes, eyelid changes, reveal the God awn like a sword, instantly cut the sky!
Dong! At the same time, the morning bell of Langya Pavilion also rings heavily, and the sound of thunder, like thunder, rings through the whole Langya Pavilion in an instant. What is more surprising is that the morning bell didn't stop as it used to. Instead, it rang nine times in a row, which made every monk of Langya Pavilion hear a constant jingling.
"Is there something wrong with my ears? How can the morning bell ring nine times in a row? Is there someone striking the clock?" The fierce and magnificent sound of the bell made many people in the room look puzzled and asked in surprise.As soon as the words came out, there was a cold laugh: "you late beginners are so tired and lazy that you don't even look at the history of zongmen! The morning bell tolls nine times. This is the highest praise of the morning bell to our monk in Langya Pavilion
"Yes, I remember that there was such a record in the ancient books of zongmen! But although there are such records, no one has ever heard the real nine rings of the morning bell, so they have been forgotten. I didn't expect that it really appeared today! " In the field of nine, how to make people tremble again
The crowd was boiling, and everyone was whispering. They all felt that there was a lot of doubt in their minds. But their eyes did not leave Ye Lingfeng at the moment, because everyone knew that the nine rings of the morning bell must be caused by him.
"Ye Lingfeng, the monk of Langya Pavilion, broke through the perfect golden elixir and set an unprecedented record! Nine bells in the morning are used to celebrate. The contribution value is ten thousand. One time, one time, one time, one time, one time, one time, one time, one time, one time, one time
At this time, after the long bell finally slowly dissipated, a vast and vicissitudes of the voice slowly sounded, word by word, every word as with the ultimate joy, slowly out of a group of people unheard of secret.
"The perfect elixir! It's really a perfect elixir. The legendary perfect elixir actually exists! "