The Way of the Immortal Master

Meng Zhang didn't rush to make a move, but first carefully looked around to make sure that there were no other strong men watching from the sidelines.

In his induction, the two Yuanshen Zhenjun of Guantian Pavilion tried to sneak into the temple in a sneaky manner, clearly wanting to take advantage of the fire and steal the treasures in the temple.

The more Meng Zhang looked at them, the more uncomfortable he felt, and the anger in his heart couldn't be suppressed no matter what.

Anyway, among the monks who participated in the battle this time, only three Xuxians could hold him steady, and they obviously did not enter this small world.

There were no other cultivators hiding around, which made Meng Zhang's murderous desire flourish.

Meng Zhang slapped down heavily with one hand.

An irresistible terrifying force descended from the sky, and before the two Guantian Pavilion monks who had carefully concealed their figures could react, their bodies and souls were crushed.

This palm was so powerful that it not only killed two annoying flies, but also caused considerable damage to the temple.

There seemed to be a major earthquake near the temple, and the whole temple was shaking violently. A number of descendants of the gods could not stand firmly and fell to the ground one after another.

After letting out a little breath of anger, Meng Zhang's thoughts became clearer.

A fist like a hill quickly condensed into shape in the air, and then ruthlessly smashed towards the temple below.

Feeling the terrifying power contained in that fist, a look of despair appeared on the face of a descendant of the gods.

A helpless sigh suddenly sounded in the temple, and a golden light rose from the temple, blocking the punch that came down.

"I thought you would hide in it forever and be a shrinking turtle."

Meng Zhang sneered disdainfully.

He has long noticed that there are strong men dormant in the temple.

Judging from the fight just now, what is hidden in the temple is not a descendant of a god, but an indigenous god.

The cultivation level of this indigenous god is not low, but his aura is not stable enough.

He had just blocked Meng Zhang's blow, and a more fierce attack came.

A sharp sword energy descended from the sky, directly cutting towards the gate of the temple.

Over the years, this temple has been turned into its own god domain by this indigenous god.

Although he is not in good condition, he still has some confidence in fighting in his own God's Domain.

A huge statue of the god appeared above the temple.

This statue has an elephant-headed human body, four hands and two feet, extremely tall, and looks unusually mighty.

The statue raised its hands high and fought fiercely with the sword qi that had been beheading it.

There were bursts of explosions, and deep sword marks appeared on the gate and walls of the temple.

Those descendants of the gods who were waiting in front of the gate of the temple, regardless of their level of cultivation, were all crushed into powder in the aftermath of the confrontation between the two sides.

With the support of God's Domain, even an ordinary late-stage Void Returner would have difficulty breaking through the temple and beheading this native god in a short period of time.

If he hadn't thought of the treasures that might be stored in the temple, Meng Zhang would not have been willing to spend his energy to fight this aboriginal god.

Although the native god was more difficult than imagined, since Meng Zhang had already started, he didn't mean to give up halfway.

Even Meng Zhang didn't even have the slightest communication with the other party.

The cultivators wanted to get rid of the native gods quickly, and the native gods even regarded the cultivators as sworn enemies.

Meng Zhang wants the other party to hand over the treasure, so he can let the other party go.

But the indigenous gods cannot have the slightest trust in the practitioners.

It is impossible for the gods in the Junchen Realm who have been tortured by the practitioners to compromise with the practitioners.

The yin and yang qi swept in like a long river, surrounding the entire temple.

The yin and yang qi flowed around the temple constantly, rubbing and squeezing vigorously.

The statue tried to block the yin and yang.

After a period of stalemate with yin and yang, he lost his strength and was instead drawn into the yin and yang.

After a while, the statue first disappeared in the yin and yang, and then the light covering the temple was completely obliterated.

After the yin and yang qi refined the god statue, its power increased greatly, and it continued to roll towards the interior of the god's domain.

Under the influence of yin and yang, this God's Domain, which had been in operation for many years, finally couldn't hold on and was completely smoothed out.

Losing the protection of the God Realm, the real body of the god was exposed in front of Meng Zhang.

Without a word of nonsense, Meng Zhang unleashed the Liangyi Tongtian Sword and beheaded the god directly.

It didn't take Meng Zhang too much time to break through the realm of the gods and kill the gods.

The domain of the gods is the foundation of a god, and all the wealth of the god is stored in it.

The yin and yang qi swirled for a while, and all the wealth inside was rolled in front of Meng Zhang.

Everything else is fine, nothing more than some low-level artifacts, ordinary cultivation resources and the like, but three crystal balls the size of a human head immediately attracted Meng Zhang's attention.

This is the source crystal, which contains the essence of the essence of the Junchen world, which can only be seen in the deepest part of the source sea.

Compared with the Yuqing Lingji used in Meng Zhang's daily practice, as well as the various essences of vitality that he had absorbed before, the source crystal has a higher level and contains stronger power.

Collecting source crystals in the deepest part of the source sea is a very difficult and risky task.

A strong person with this ability will not do so easily.

Because every source crystal collected is a damage to the source sea, which will greatly weaken the origin of heaven and earth in Junchen Realm.

Now the source of heaven and earth in the Junchen Realm is under the control of the major holy land sects, and other monks are not even qualified to approach, let alone collect source crystals.

If there are really strong people who dare to sneak into Yuanhai, they will only be hunted down mercilessly by the sects of the major holy lands.

These source crystals should have been collected by the indigenous gods when they ruled Junchen Realm.

Indigenous gods need believers to continuously provide the power of faith.

Without the power of faith provided by believers, no matter how powerful the gods are, they will slowly dissipate.

The more powerful the indigenous gods, the more power of faith they need, and the more believers they need.

The number of gods living in these independent spaces is limited, and they can provide little power of faith, which is of little help to the indigenous gods.

It seems that these indigenous gods have been able to survive from ancient times to the present. In addition to the power of faith provided by the descendants of the gods, the source crystal should also have played a big role.

The source crystal cannot completely replace the power of faith, but after the indigenous gods absorb and refine it, they can ensure that their own power will not disappear too quickly, allowing them to have at least the power to protect themselves and extend their lifespan.

For a master like Meng Zhang in the late stage of returning to the void, the source crystal is also a very important treasure.

What Meng Zhang lacks now is not his comprehension of the Dao of Heaven and Earth, but his own accumulation.

If there are enough source crystals for him to absorb and refine, the time for him to accumulate strength can be greatly shortened.

Unfortunately, there are too few source crystals stored in this temple.

With the temptation of Yuanjing, Meng Zhang's enthusiasm for attacking the indigenous gods immediately increased greatly.

He quickly left the temple, looking for new targets in this small world.

Thanks to an old friend, Wen Sheng, who took off one day, Shiqu Jinkui, and Qiu Chanyong Xia for their rewards.