Chapter 339 The Aura of the Great Emperor, the Opportunity to Become a Saint!

A distance of ten thousand feet passed in a flash.

Su Chen no longer knew how far he had gone into the Emperor's Pool, but he never reached the bottom.

At this time.

The lake water around him had completely disappeared.

Instead, it was replaced by the dry stone walls around.

The temperature of the entire space had reached an extremely terrifying level.

If a practitioner of the quasi-saint realm came here.

I'm afraid that in a quarter of an hour, he would turn into a pile of flying ash.

He went tens of thousands of feet deeper.

I saw.

Below and deep inside, a divine light burst out, and the whole body bloomed with nine-color brilliance, illuminating the entire space.

Su Chen saw these nine-color brilliances, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

He clearly realized that this was a breath of an ancient emperor.

But he didn't know which emperor left this fluctuation.

Even after so many years, people can't help but suspect that there seems to be a living emperor under the Emperor's Pool, who is offering sacrifices to his weapon.

After an unknown period of time.

Su Chen came to a fiery world.

I don't know how wide it is. Looking around, the sky and the ground are all bright red.

The divine light below is flowing, boundless, and the terrifying temperature fills the void, drowning the sky and the ground.

This is a world of fire.

It is comparable to the true fire of the sun of the Golden Crow Clan.

Under this sea of ​​fire, there is a trembling breath that rushes out of the sky and permeates the four fields.

It is certain.

Under this sea of ​​fire is the real place where the emperor sacrifices his weapons.

But he couldn't go deeper. Even standing here would make his skin crack.

If he didn't have a divine body and supreme bones, and used black blood stone to temper his body, he would probably be reduced to ashes the moment he collapsed.

"I can't go any deeper. It should be enough here."

Su Chen whispered.

Then.

Su Chen sat cross-legged on the sea of ​​fire, like a fire god descending.

There was firelight on his clothes, hair, and skin.

The whole body was roasted without any flaws.

His fingers flew, and rays of divine light flew out from the storage ring.

Each ray of divine light represented a natural treasure.

The lowest grade was also holy grade.

It even contained rare natural treasures such as fairy gold.

The next moment.

Su Chen took out another small jar, which was flowing with golden luster, as if a real dragon had revived, with the aura of ancient sages.

This was Long Wu's blood.

He wanted to upgrade the Canglong Sword, so he would use whatever materials were useful.

Long Wu was a member of the real dragon clan, and their blood was rare in the outside world.

Su Chen also borrowed some of it.

The blood of the real dragon in his hand was enough to completely deteriorate the Canglong Sword.

Boom!

The next moment.

A powerful wave was transmitted.

A black sword about ten feet long appeared above the sea of ​​fire, like the eternal blue sky, crushing the void.

"When the Canglong Sword is refined, it will be the day when I become a saint!"

Su Chen's eyes were burning.

He had already come to this point, there was no need to drag it on.

Otherwise, everyone would think they could step on him.

For example, Qin Yuan of the Qin family!

Symbols flew out of Su Chen's body and sank into the Canglong Sword.

The Canglong Sword was dark and deep, shaking with terrifying waves, sweeping across hundreds of miles.

The various divine lights that were originally floating in the air were also under Su Chen's control, and merged with the Canglong Sword in an orderly manner.

For a while.

Endless divine lights came from the depths of the Emperor's Pool.

Outside world.

Wang Yunzong and others looked at the door in front of them with different expressions.

"Sixth Elder, I heard that fellow Daoist Su Chen was planning to refine a Dao soldier of his own this time. Is this true?"

An elder of the Wang family asked in a voice transmission.

He looked at Long Wu next to him and wanted to ask, but thinking of the other party's strength and identity, he finally changed to the way of voice transmission.

After all.

Talking about Su Chen in front of Long Wu, even if it was something harmless, you have to be careful, so as not to offend a Saint King without knowing it.

And the Sixth Elder he mentioned was none other than Wang Yunzong.

"Dao Bing?"

Wang Yunzong laughed strangely.

Then he responded by voice transmission:

"What Daoist Su Chen wants to refine is not a Dao Bing!"

"After all, the Canglong Sword in his hand is already a top-grade Dao Bing. What he wants to refine this time is a Saint Bing embryo."

"I..."

As soon as they heard the word "Saint Bing", the surrounding Wang family elders all showed incredible expressions.

But after hearing the word "embryo", they were slightly relieved.

But even so, they were still shocked.

How old is Su Chen?

According to the information they received, he seems to have been practicing for a short time, and is much younger than the young patriarch of their family.

But such a young junior has already started to refine the Saint Bing embryo.

What does this mean?

This means that Su Chen has already started preparing for becoming a saint.

"I heard from the old ancestor yesterday that fellow Taoist Su Chen seems to have reached the peak of the quasi-saint realm."

The elder who just spoke said with a solemn expression.

Yesterday, including Wang Yunzong, none of them could see Su Chen's strength.

This is not Su Chen's deliberate concealment.

But both sides are at the same level.

Even...

Su Chen's strength is more profound.

It's normal that they can't see it.

But it can't hide from the eyes of a saint.

"The peak of the quasi-saint realm refines the embryo of a saint weapon..."

Wang Yunzong took a deep breath, and he thought of a terrible thing, muttering:

"Fellow Daoist Su Chen, will he continue to refine weapons and break through to the saint level?"

Although they didn't want to believe it, the facts were in front of them, and they couldn't help but not believe it.

Su Chen was originally at the peak of the quasi-saint realm, and was only one step away from the saint level.

Some people may not be able to cross it in their entire lives.

But there are also some people who don't go over it just because they don't want to cross it.

As long as they are willing, they can survive the saint tribulation at any time.

"It seems that I have to evacuate the nearby clansmen..."

Wang Yunzong said to himself in his heart.

The saint tribulation is not an ordinary heavenly tribulation.

Once it appears, it will cover tens of thousands of miles.

This range is extremely vast, and many practitioners will be submerged in the heavenly tribulation before they react.

...

Time passes.

In the blink of an eye, half a year passed.

Wang Yunzong and others and Long Wu have been guarding outside the gate of the Emperor Pool, not leaving for a moment.

Quietly waiting for Su Chen to return.

"Half a year has passed, why is there no movement?"

An elder spoke with a hint of puzzlement in his tone.

Half a year to accumulate a weapon, logically speaking, is enough.

Even more than enough.

Let alone the Saint Weapon, even the Saint King's Weapon is probably almost the same.

Unless...

The natural treasures used by Su Chen are extraordinary and cannot be transformed in a short time.

"Wait, half a year is just a blink of an eye for us."

Wang Yunzong said calmly.

However.

Before he finished speaking, the changes suddenly increased.