Cult of the Sacred Runes

Chapter 507

The bridge of the golden light tunnel penetrates the billions of layers of space, and directly connects with the bright moon transformed by the Kunpeng beast.

Just as Ye Wei racked his brains to think about how to move his body, when he stepped on Haoyue, the purple mysterious bamboo suspended in front of him shook slightly.

"Xiao Zi, do you have a solution?" Ye Wei looked at Zi Xuanzhu, his eyes suddenly lit up, Zi Xuanzhu had spirituality and actively vibrated, he must have some ideas.

One end of Zi Xuan Bamboo was slightly bent, and he nodded extremely humanely!

"There is a way!"

Looking at Zi Xuanzhu who seemed to be nodding, Ye Wei couldn't help himself, his heart was beating wildly.

"Whoosh!"

Zi Xuanzhu flickered, flew to Ye Wei's feet, and then began to grow larger, supporting Ye Wei, and extending towards the end of the bridge of the Golden Light Channel.

Ten zhang, hundred zhang... One hundred thousand zhang!

The bridge of the golden light tunnel penetrates billions of layers of space, as if there is no end. Zi Xuanzhu holds Ye Wei, and it keeps growing and extending.

"Hoohoo!"

The gust of wind whistled in his ears, and after half an hour, Ye Wei finally set foot on the bright moon that was transformed by Kunpeng, one of the rumored ten ancient beasts.

"This..." Looking at the scene in front of him, Ye Wei was slightly stunned. He saw endless mountains, overlapping and endless, except for the mountains.

In the center of the endless rock, there is a huge osmanthus tree with a crown that covers the sky and thick branches. There is an ancient well under the osmanthus tree. Above the ancient well is a palm-sized treasure bone. The treasure bone is crystal clear, like crystal. There are golden lines wandering in it, mysterious and complicated. It is a thousand times, ten thousand times more complicated than the precious bones of the pure-blooded nine-headed demon lion.

"Buzz!"

Zi Xuanzhu held Ye Wei and rushed out of the bridge of the Golden Light Channel. In an instant, the pressure around him was swept away, Ye Wei flickered, stepped forward, and stepped onto Haoyue.

"Whoosh!"

The moment Ye Wei stepped on the bright moon, the bridge of the golden light channel dissipated, and the black unicorn below turned into a streamer, shooting towards the endless land, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

It penetrates through billions of layers of space and builds a bridge of the golden light channel. Unicorn's mission seems to have been completed, it is like the key to open Haoyue's door, now that the door has been opened, Unicorn flew away.

"That's the treasure bone of the Kunpeng beast?" Ye Wei frowned slightly as he looked at the treasure bone suspended above the ancient well under the huge osmanthus tree.

The scene above Haoyue is completely different from what Ye Wei imagined!

From ancient times to the present. No one in the entire Shengyuan Continent has really set foot on Haoyue, and even the holy realm powerhouses of the human race, monster race, and barbarian clan cannot approach Haoyue.

Ye Wei was the first person to set foot on Haoyue. It was rumored that Haoyue was transformed by the Kunpeng beast, but what Ye Wei saw was completely different from the rumors. Where is the shadow of the Kunpeng beast here? This is clearly a huge mountain.

"Treasure bone!" The Kunpeng beast was not seen, but the treasure bone floating on the ancient well was probably the treasure left by the Kunpeng beast.

"Why do you think so much? Does it matter if it was transformed by the Kunpeng beast? All I want is the bones!" Ye Wei shook his head. The soles of the feet stomped heavily, turning into a streak and swept towards the laurel tree.

Look under the laurel tree. Ye Wei took a deep breath at the treasure bone suspended on the ancient well. His throat wriggled slightly, swallowed his saliva, and his face showed uncontrollable excitement and excitement.

The treasured bones of the Kunpeng beast are so close at hand, who can't be excited? With the help of this precious bone, I may comprehend the artistic conception of the strongest supernatural power in history, and create the strongest supernatural power in history!

If it is an ordinary person, even if he comprehends the artistic conception contained in the treasure bone, at most, he will create a divine power beyond the ancient and modern times, and become the strongest emperor in the history of Shengyuan Continent.

But you are different!

The 81,000 divine patterns that he has merged are all special divine patterns, with the special divine patterns as the foundation and the artistic conception contained in the Kunpeng Fierce Beast Treasure Bone as the soul, creating their own magical powers.

There is a trace of this door that may surpass the limit of the divine power of the heavenly rank, and is comparable to the divine power of the holy rank. In this case, he may be able to do what his ancestor Ye Yu Emperor did not do, break the law with force, and forcibly break through to the holy realm.

Because of the limitations of the laws, after the ancient sacred mountain disappeared, no one could integrate the 108,000 divine runes, so no one could break through to the holy realm.

And now, although Ye Wei has not merged the 108,000 Divine Runes, he has the hope of breaking through the Holy Realm!

"Very good!" Ye Wei clenched his fists fiercely, and then slowly opened his palms. After repeating this several times, his excitement gradually returned to calm, and he no longer hesitated. He sat directly under the huge osmanthus tree with both hands. Squeeze the handprints of the road to inspire the artistic conception contained in the treasure bones.

"boom!"

When the handprints hit the treasure bones, the artistic conception contained in the treasure bones exploded. Ye Wei only felt a bang in his mind, as if chaos had just opened.

Then a picture appeared in front of Ye Wei. Ye Wei first saw a vast ocean, and then a big black fish that was tens of thousands of miles long suddenly jumped out of the ocean. Waves, the world is hazy, but the simple tail flick of the big black fish contains the truth of heaven and earth, like a divine axe opening up the world.

Immediately afterwards, the big black fish rose into the sky and turned into a peerless ominous bird, with its wings spread out like clouds hanging down from the sky, I don't know how many miles away.

Kunpeng's wings are incited, and his anger is soaring to the sky, opening up hundreds of millions of chaos, and evolving into the heavens and the world!

Then, a giant sword that appeared out of nowhere split the world, shattered all worlds, and pierced Kunpeng's head. The picture no longer changed, the space was frozen, and the time was frozen.

Looking at this scene, Ye Wei's heart caused an uproar, one of the ten ancient beasts, no less than the existence of the Holy Land, was killed by a sword!

Where does the sword come from? Whose sword? Isn't there no human race in the ancient times? Aren't there only beasts? Whose sword is this sword?

The picture that appeared in front of him completely peaked Ye Wei's cognition.

What happened in the ancient times?

The fish tossed, the ominous bird was angry and soaring to the sky, and the image of the giant sword piercing into the ominous bird's head kept reverberating in Ye Wei's mind. There seemed to be billions of thunderbolts flashing in Ye Wei's mind, and the whole person was stunned. This scene was too shocking. .

I don't know how long it took, Ye Wei, who was sitting cross-legged under the osmanthus tree, slowly closed his eyes, his mind was empty, like an old monk who had been in meditation for many years, immersed in the truth of heaven, and gradually forgot the passage of time. .

Because of the existence of the giant sword, the difficulty of Ye Wei's comprehension of the artistic conception of supernatural powers has increased by ten times.

Ye Wei had no other choice but to force himself to forget the huge sword.

One month, two months, one year... Two years have passed in the blink of an eye, and Ye Wei is still sitting cross-legged under the laurel tree, breathing barely audible. (To be continued...) R1292