Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor

In the battle just now, the power of hungry ghosts and the power of Asuras came together to straighten out this distorted and collapsed space and time and restore it to peace.

At this time, any movement in space affected the entire body. Now, the distortion of the entire Bone-Falling Ground has returned to normal. The three big words "Divine Light Palace" on the sky have attracted several auras to lock onto this place.

"That's all. It's just more people fighting."

Zhang Yifeng shook his head, put away the Sixteen Saints of Silence in his hand, took out some pills from his swallowing bag, threw them into his mouth, chewed them into pieces, and transformed them into vast spiritual energy that filled his body.

Although the battle just now was overwhelming, it also took a huge toll on Zhang Yifeng.

The law of summoning evil spirits caused Zhang Yifeng's vast immortal energy that was powerful enough to move mountains and seas to dissipate more than 60%.

After entering the Divine Light Palace, Zhang Yifeng would inevitably have to fight with others, so he had to ensure that he was at his best.

The first breath that came was filled with terrifying murderous aura. Zhang Yifeng was very familiar with this breath. It was the Asura, Jidu, from the Jixing Battlefield.

Jidu looked at the mess on the ground in front of the ancient bronze palace and the might of the emperor surging in Zhou Tian, ​​and frowned slightly: "What did you do?"

"Kill the troublemaker."

Zhang Yifeng raised his eyebrows and responded.

"With the Emperor Realm's methods unleashed, can you still kill him?"

"easy."

Looking at Zhang Yifeng's calm words, Jidu's mouth twitched.

The human youth in front of him was definitely not a normal person. Jidu only felt that there was a layer of mystery over Zhang Yifeng, a mystery that even he could not see through.

"If we join forces, no one in this Shenguang Palace can defeat us. What do you think?"

Zhang Yifeng spoke slowly. At this moment, there were no less than dozens of auras rushing towards this place. If he had to deal with these people alone, it would be a great pressure for Zhang Yifeng.

It would be fine if I were alone, but there were these saints and holy maidens around me. These venerable demon cultivators were considered talented in the Chaos Realm, but they were far from good enough in this Fallen Bone Holy Land.

Facing Zhang Yifeng's olive branch, Ji Du did not refuse: "But after we explore this Shen Guang Palace, our battle can't be counted."

"Easy to say, easy to say."

The Shuras are warlike throughout their lives and will fight to the death once they have identified their enemy.

Similarly, for Zhang Yifeng, the current plan still has value.

Zhang Yifeng has not yet absorbed enough of the Shura power.

In just an incense stick of time, half a hundred cultivators had gathered in front of this ancient bronze temple. Some of these cultivators were strong, some were weak, but without exception, even if they were at the early stage of the Immortal Venerable Realm, the aura they exuded could rival that of some saints in the Chaos Realm.

These people are all absolute geniuses from all walks of life.

In front of the ancient bronze temple, the Shenguan Palace is still sealed and no one knows how to enter it.

"What should I do?"

Jidu frowned slightly, and there was a hint of helplessness in his terrifying pupils.

Although everyone knew that this was the secret treasure that the sacred remains had stored during his lifetime, no one could open it or enter it. Even though there were mountains of treasures inside, no one could get a single cent.

Just when the monks were at a loss, three figures slowly walked towards this place.

The three men were dressed extremely luxuriously, with golden threads draped over their milky white satin robes. Every step they took seemed to penetrate the void as they moved towards the ancient bronze palace.

No one knew where these three people came from, but Zhang Yifeng narrowed his eyes when they appeared.

These three people were the ones who were fighting with the gray-robed mysterious man for the golden bone. They were the so-called Zhitiansi monks.

"They actually noticed the whereabouts of the golden bone. But where did the gray-robed mysterious man go? If he is also here, I'm afraid the fight for the golden bone will be a bit more difficult."

As Zhang Yifeng was thinking this, Haoyun Siming had already walked to the front of the Shenguan Palace. He stretched out his hand and made a seal to guide Shenxi. With the teeth-grinding sound of bronze rubbing against each other, the gate of the Shenguan Palace opened wide, and a vast and ancient atmosphere blew in.

Haoyun, Siming and the other two ignored the other cultivators present and walked in on their own.

Upon seeing this, everyone rushed into the ancient bronze temple, fearing that if they were even a step slower, they would lose out on some treasures.

A secret storage treasure left behind by a sacred being. No one knows how many treasures are left in it.

But everyone knows that the Divine Light Palace before them is the greatest opportunity that has appeared in the Fallen Bone Holy Land since its opening.

Zhang Yifeng coughed lightly: "Let's go, let's go in too."

On the side, Ji Du had an ecstatic look on his face: "Come in, come in, my sword is thirsty and hungry, if I kill two more, I might be able to enter the holy realm!"

Listening to what Jidu said, Ye Xingchen and others frowned slightly.

I don’t know whether it is a blessing or a curse to be with such a bloodthirsty and war-loving madman.

But at the same time, everyone was even more shocked by Zhang Yifeng's strength.

Jitu's reputation is well-known throughout the heavens and all realms. Before Zhang Yifeng, when had this Shura ever joined forces with anyone?

But Zhang Yifeng only needed one word to make Ji Du obedient. If he did not have sufficient strength, if it were someone else, Ji Du would probably have attacked him with a knife as soon as he proposed to join forces.

As everyone stepped into the Palace of Divine Light, the surrounding darkness made the saints feel strange.

"There shouldn't be any living creatures in the storage magic weapon, but this is a sacred storage magic weapon after all. No one can tell what is left in this Divine Light Palace."

Lin Cuiyang looked at the bronze walls of the entire Shenguang Palace. Although the Shenguang Palace was called a palace, it was actually a huge square bronze box with countless branching roads leading to all directions, like a maze.

"Be careful, don't lose your life in vain."

As Zhang Yifeng said this, his spiritual awareness was always dissipating, so that if there was any danger, he would be able to detect it at the first moment.

Wherever Guixu looked, there was nothing unusual.

"After all, the golden bones were left by the sacred remains, and this Divine Light Palace was the sacred person's secret storage treasure during his lifetime. It is reasonable for him to hide here."

Zhang Yifeng thought secretly in his heart, looking at the dark Shenguan Palace in front of him, and the Taiwu inheritance treasure hanging on his waist suddenly felt slightly hot.

"Ok?"

Sensing the strangeness of this Taiwu inheritance treasure, Zhang Yifeng raised his eyebrows slightly.

The next moment, a golden light turned into a thin line and stretched forward.

It seemed that no one noticed this golden light, only Zhang Yifeng could see it.

"Could it be that the direction this golden light is heading to is the direction where the golden bone is?"

Zhang Yifeng's heart moved. He had been going deeper aimlessly just now, but now he had a plan. He led everyone in the direction of the golden light.

At this moment, deep in the Shenguan Palace, in front of a skeletal corpse with legs crossed hanging on a golden coffin, a piece of golden bone emitted a dazzling stream of light, flickering like breathing.