In Wutan City, I started to practice the Heavenly Grade Kungfu

Chapter 178 Soul Palace Arrives, Fighting

The group left the Dan Palace and headed straight for the main hall of the tomb. Although the terrain here is complex, for a Dou Sheng strongman like Xiao Yang, the entire tomb is covered by his soul power.

About a cup of tea later, a huge ancient palace finally appeared in everyone's sight.

The entire hall is copper-yellow. Countless years have made this copper-yellow color appear deeper. The ancient atmosphere permeates from under every stone slab, making people feel the silence that has been there for countless years. of vicissitudes of life.

The hall was extremely large, and people standing in it were like ants. In the center of the hall, there were ten huge balls of light suspended in the air. In the dazzling light, one could vaguely see something like a scroll.

Xiao Yang's gaze did not linger on the scrolls for long, but stopped on a jade-white skeleton sitting cross-legged on a stone pedestal in the center of the ten light balls.

Because he knew that the real heavenly-level fighting skills were not in these scrolls, but hidden inside the skeleton.

"The skeleton of a powerful Dou Sheng..."

"This is the main hall..." Qinglin said in a low voice.

Xiao Yang nodded slightly, shifting his gaze from the ball of light and the skeleton to the vast center of the hall, where there were already quite a few figures standing, and each of them had a powerful aura.

Inside the vast hall, figures were standing scattered around. Except for a few lone travelers, most of the others were from powerful forces with a strong reputation in Zhongzhou, and they had all been here for a long time.

It seems that their goal is quite clear. After entering the ruins, they headed directly here.

Under the gazes of many people, Xiao Yang walked slowly into the hall with a group of people, and then stopped inside the hall.

Walking into the hall, Xiao Yang discovered that there were more than a dozen figures sitting cross-legged around the towering stone seat.

These figures were lime-colored all over, and from a distance they looked like stone sculptures with their eyes closed. It was unknown how many years they had passed.

However, even so, these dozen or so stone sculpture-like figures made everyone dare not set foot within ten feet around the stone base.

"puppet?"

Seeing these lifeless figures like stone sculptures, Little Medical Fairy whispered in surprise.

“Hmm…and it’s probably a fairly high-level puppet. This feeling is similar to the Heavenly Demon Puppet.

If my guess is correct, these dozen puppets should all have Dou Zun-level strength."

Hearing this, Xiao Yixian and the others all changed color a little. There were more than a dozen Dou Zun masters, such a lineup. Even if the masters present could deal with them, the loss would definitely not be small.

"As expected of the remains of a Dou Sheng master...if a fight breaks out..."

The tone of Lord Skyfire was somewhat solemn. Among Xiao Yang and his group, he was the most experienced and wise. He could naturally foresee what kind of brutal massacre these dozen Dou Zun-level puppets could cause.

"Be careful later, and don't leave my side."

Chi Chi!

Hurrying figures continuously rushed in from outside the hall, and although there were more and more people in the hall, it was still eerily quiet. The depressing atmosphere made many people sweat coldly on their foreheads. The fighting spirit in their bodies was in a state of erupting at any time. At the slightest disturbance, the fighting spirit in their bodies would be instantly attracted and burst out with astonishing killing power.

However, Xiao Yang did not take these people present to heart. Although there is only one letter difference between Dou Sheng and Dou Zun, there is a world of difference between them.

Even if all the people here were tied together, they would not be enough for Xiao Yang to clap with one hand.

Just as Xiao Yang was thinking about how to maximize the value of the Fighting Saint's skeleton, a strange laugh, seemingly far and near, turned into a sharp sound wave and echoed in the hall.

"Hehe, it seems that this time, I am not too late..."

A sinister and familiar laugh reached Xiao Yang's ears. He looked up and saw black fog pouring in from outside the hall. Finally, it gathered in the air in the middle of the hall. When the black fog dissipated, several figures appeared. Their unique way of appearance made many people recognize their identities.

"He's actually from the Soul Palace?"

Seeing the identities of the newcomers, many people's hearts skipped a beat and their brows furrowed. The strength of the Soul Palace was well known to everyone on the continent. If they also came to snatch the Heavenly Grade Fighting Skills, it would undoubtedly make the already chaotic situation even more complicated.

Xiao Yang looked at the people coming from the Soul Palace, and a smile appeared on his lips.

For some reason, the person leading the team this time was an old acquaintance in the original novel, the Star-Picking Old Ghost.

He is just a five-star Dou Zun, nothing to worry about. To Xiao Yang now, he is at most a slightly stronger ant.

But... Xiao Yang turned his head and looked at his brother again. Could this be the so-called fate?

Because he did not go to the Soul Palace to save Yao Lao, Xiao Yan has not yet triggered the effect of the Yin-Yang Mysterious Dragon Pill to break and then stand up. He has not broken through to the Dou Zun level, and is still stuck at the peak of the Dou Zong level.

And now, there is exactly one year left before the Alchemy Conference. Perhaps, this is God's will?

Just as Xiao Yang was thinking about something, the ten balls of light above the skeleton of the Saint of Creation suddenly trembled violently, and then burst into a dazzling light!
And the scroll within the strong light also turned into streams of light at this moment, rushing out from the light ball!

The scroll flew out, and the whole hall was instantly boiling!

At the same time, the stone puppets around the stone base suddenly opened their eyes that had been closed for countless years, and a strong murderous intent spread at this moment!

boom!
The originally quiet and tense hall was like being thrown into a heavy bomb at this moment. Almost in an instant, the main hall began to boil like an oil pan.

Chi Chi!

The ball of light disappeared, and ten streams of light of different colors burst out from it. Looking through the light, one could faintly see the scrolls inside. An ancient breath emanated from these scrolls, causing the eyes of many strong men to turn bloodshot at this moment, and their breathing suddenly became heavier.

"Heaven-level fighting skills are born!"

The light surged, and after a brief blink of silence in the hall, a scream suddenly rang out, followed by a series of bangs. Waves of powerful fighting spirit burst out from the hall, and figures swarmed like locusts, rushing towards the scrolls that had turned into streams of light.

Facing the obstruction of many strong men, the ten streams of light seemed to have their own intelligence. As they flew by, they would automatically turn and dodge all the incoming big hands.

"Pfft!"

In the air, the overwhelming figures swept against each other, and the sound of fighting and collision was heard in the air. Then, one figure after another fell from the air, spitting blood, and finally hit the floor of the hall heavily. The dull sound of the collision made many people tremble with fear. These guys were fighting to the death.

Some truly powerful men and old and established powers such as the Soul Palace and the Tianming Sect did not immediately take action to snatch the items. Obviously, they wanted to wait until these people were both injured in the fight before taking action so that they could reap the benefits.

"Ah!" A shrill scream suddenly sounded in the hall, and everyone looked hurriedly in the direction where the scream came from.

The expressions of everyone present changed suddenly!
The stone puppets that had been motionless around the Dou Sheng's skeleton had completely awakened at this moment, and an extremely strong murderous aura was emanating from them...

As soon as these puppets woke up, they killed the nearest people. The strength of these puppets were all at the Dou Zun level. When they attacked at the same time, the momentum was extremely terrifying. In just a short moment, the area within a hundred meters around the stone seat was stained with bright red blood. The strong smell of blood filled the air, which was horrifying.

"The puppet has awakened."

Seeing this, Xiao Yang frowned. These puppets, each of them had the strength of a Dou Zun, and now they were killing indiscriminately, like a tiger among a flock of sheep. Except for some big forces, no one had the strength to contend with them. Often, they would fight for two or three rounds before these puppets would be torn apart.

"These are not ordinary puppets. There is still life in their eyes..."

Xiao Yang looked at the nearest puppet that was killing crazily. Their eyes were not empty like those of the Heavenly Demon Puppet, but were burning with an extremely strong murderous intent.

“This is an ancient human puppet. The soul of a strong man is extracted from the human body by special means and then sealed in the puppet’s body.

The puppet created in this way not only has intelligence, but also can perform fighting skills, which is much more difficult to deal with than ordinary puppets. "The Skyfire Venerable also said with a serious expression.

Xiao Yang didn't react much. In the fantasy world, the strong are respected and it has always been so cruel.

Most of the time, there is no right or wrong, only life and death.

There is no need for any reason for the Fighting Saint to kill the Fighting Lord.

There will never be any idiot who would single out and accuse someone of killing innocent people.

If anyone did this, the result would be the same as that of Colonel Ka in Xiao Yang's previous life.

The fantasy world is a paradise for the strong and a hell for the weak.

Over the years, Xiao Yang has already realized something.

Inside the vast hall, the already chaotic situation became even more chaotic because of the joining of these puppets who were obsessed with killing. At this time, those powerful people and forces who wanted to reap the benefits could no longer sit idly by, because these powerful puppets who only knew how to kill had already included them in the attack range.

The hall was in chaos at the moment. Everyone had lost their minds under the flying of the ten scrolls and kept chasing with red eyes. Anyone who approached the scroll would be instantly surrounded by a group of people behind them. As the fighting spirit gushed out, the person who had just obtained the scroll did not even have time to scream before he was blasted into a ball of blood rain.

At this time, no one would care about the difference in strength. The temptation of heaven-level fighting skills had driven them crazy.

"Oh!"

Just as everyone responded, a dozen figures not far ahead suddenly exploded into a blood mist. In the blood mist, a grey shadow flashed out as fast as lightning, and a bloody spear, with an unparalleled sharp gust of wind, stabbed towards Xiao Yang and others violently.

Xiao Yang sneered, and the vast power of space gathered into a huge silver finger, which pointed out!
Suddenly, the surrounding void of hundreds of feet was completely annihilated into nothingness, and the dark space turbulence, like an endless abyss, swallowed up all the people in front.

The area within a hundred feet in radius was cleared out in an instant!
No matter if they are human or puppet, they will all be annihilated into nothingness.

But this was not a fighting skill, it was just a casual finger movement by Xiao Yang.

This is the power of the Fighting Saint.

At this moment, Xiao Yixian's eyes turned and she suddenly asked, "What do those guys from the Soul Palace want to do?"

Xiao Yang was startled, and looked in the direction of Little Medical Fairy's sight, only to see that several Soul Palace strongmen, led by the old ghost Zhaixing, were actually surrounding and slowly walking towards the skeleton of the Fighting Saint in the center of the hall.

"Their target is the skeleton of the Fighting Saint?" Venerable Skyfire said in a deep voice.

"Want to steal my things?" Xiao Yang's eyes were slightly cold.

Suddenly, Xiao Yang's pupils shrank sharply, and he thought to himself, "Here it comes!"

Just now, Xiao Yang saw the little finger of the skeleton of the Saint of Creation move, which also meant that in the original book, the final attack of the Saint of Creation, the Great Heavenly Creation Palm, was about to be launched!

Without saying anything, Xiao Yang stretched out his hands to hold Xiao Yixian and Qinglin's slender waists, and quickly flew backwards. He turned around and yelled at Tianhuo Zun and his elder brother: "Master Yao! Brother, retreat quickly!"

After saying this, he began to move forward and flew backward.

Venerable Tianhuo was an experienced man and had already been on high alert. When he heard Xiao Yang shout "Run", he ran away without saying a word.

As for Huo Huo, he ran faster than a rabbit.

When Xiao Yang and the others retreated rapidly, Zhaixing Old Ghost and his group also stepped within a few feet of the stone seat, staring at the cross-legged skeleton with fiery eyes.

Fighting Saint, this level, has an irresistible temptation even for them.

Dou Zun might be considered the top powerhouse on this continent, but he is still far from the true peak...

Dou Zun and Dou Sheng, this is a process of qualitative change and leap. There is almost nothing that can make up for the gap between the two...

"Is this the skeleton of a Dou Sheng?"

The old ghost Zhaixing stared at the jade-white skeleton with fanatical eyes. He couldn't help licking his lips. He took two more steps forward and grabbed the skeleton with his big hands.

"laugh!"

Just when the palm of the old ghost Zhaixing was about to touch the bones, the space there suddenly began to wriggle slightly, and then it was as if it turned into countless extremely sharp space spikes, which pierced the palm of the old ghost Zhaixing fiercely.

The slight pain from his palm startled the old ghost Zhaixing. He quickly withdrew his palm, but found that a lot of blood had flowed out of his palm, and a few drops of blood gently dripped onto the white jade skeleton sitting cross-legged.

(End of this chapter)