Reclaim hundreds of billions of talent points

According to Yang Qing's understanding, just like the Yuan Martial Realm, the Spiritual Body Realm was also divided into nine smaller realms, corresponding to the eleventh to twentieth quenching of the second rotation.

After completing it, he was a Spiritual Body Great!

However, it was obvious that this mere twenty-five spirit stones couldn't possibly complete ten quenches.

It was even impossible to complete even one!

And it was true, as the spirit stones continued to be consumed, but Yang Qing's body was as if it was a bottomless pit, not seeing much effect at all.

Soon, twenty-five Spirit Stones were consumed and Yang Qing opened his eyes.

"As expected, I couldn't even complete it once, but the current progress is roughly one-fifth of the eleventh quenching?"

Yang Qing could only have a rough estimate!

Then he looked at the properties panel, or the system panel showing the most accurate data!

Host: Yang Qing.

Martial Realm: Beginning of the Spiritual Martial Realm.

Daoist realm: none.

Physique: Spiritual Body Beginning Entry. (One Turn)

Strength: 20 Spiritual Power.

Cultivation Talent: 50,957 points. (Immortal Grade 5)

Special talent: breath simulation 1000 points (Spirit Level 1), lightning attribute talent 1000 (Spirit Level 1).

Recycled talent points: 0.

Seeing this data, Yang Qing smiled slightly.

Although he wasn't very satisfied with the results of his cultivation, he was still satisfied with the growth of his strength.

His strength had skyrocketed from 10 Spiritual Power to 20 Spiritual Power.

Then, Yang Qing slammed his fist and blasted out!

Boom!

The endless desert in front of us had only the slight rustle of the wind sweeping through the gravel, but this moment instantly set off a terrifying sandstorm that directly covered the sky!

"The addition should still be six hundred times more, it's enough to deal with the greedy wolf!"

Yang Qing grinned, he didn't say Giant Gate because in his opinion, Giant Gate was certain death, his only concern was the strongest Greedy Wolf.

According to the messenger old man, the Greedy Wolf's strength but reached around 8,000.

With his previous strength, Yang Qing might not be able to do anything to the Greedy Wolf, especially if the Greedy Wolf might have other aids.

But now, Yang Qing was confident.

Then, Yang Qing stood up, glowing away the drifting grit, then took out the compass and spoke, "Giant Gate, are you ready to be killed?"

Chapter 135 - Monk's Means, Little Thousand Sword Formation

Chapter 135 - Monastic Means, Little Thousand Swords Formation

Hearing Yang Qing's voice, there was also a cold snort from the giant gate over there.

"Kid, I've been waiting for a long time, come and suffer death quickly!"

Then, the compass quieted down and no one spoke again.

Yang Qing quickly raced towards the point of light on the compass that represented the giant gate.

In this battle, he was going to kill, kill the immortals in the mortal population, the powerful monks!

Swish, swish, swish!

Yang Qing galloped through the high mountain jungle, through the spreading desert on his way, until he reached the northern ice field!

His breath was now so powerful that it made ordinary martial artists tremble, and it was the same with demon beasts.

There were no unsighted demonic beasts that dared to venture out, otherwise Yang Qing wouldn't mind slaughtering a few of them in passing.

At most, there would be some demonic beasts that were too late to flee that were in Yang Qing's path forward, resulting in their bodies being directly crushed by Yang Qing's momentum!

The current Yang Qing didn't even bother to recycle the talent points of these demonic beasts, because there were too few for him!

Killing a bunch of demonic beasts wasn't as much as one monk's talent points, so why bother?

When you reach the northern ice fields, the incoming eye is filled with blinding white snow!

Between the ice and the snow, the human tracks were so sparse!

In front of Yang Qing, there was a snowy mountain towering above the clouds!

He could look up and see that at the top of the snowy mountain, there was a figure sitting directly on his knees in the void!

Hanging in the air, martial artists could also do it, but it couldn't last.

But these Aura Realm cultivators could actually do it, of course, Yang Qing also saw that there was a sword holding him underneath the giant door!

Such are the means by which the monks are astonished by mortals!

Yang Qing was still far away, and the old man sitting on the flying sword, Giant Gate, suddenly opened his eyes.

A brilliant mane flashed in his eyes, then Giant Gate raised his hand to cloak in front of him!

Whoosh!

In the blink of an eye, a large number of long swords actually appeared in front of him in unison!

"It's a pity that my husband's still imperfect Little Thousand Swords Formation is about to be used to kill!"

The Giant Gate snorted coldly, then pointed his finger and a large number of flying swords formed a formation, instantly heading straight for Yang Qing to overwhelm the sky!

"Hey, how else can you play like that?"

The way the Giant Gate attacked, once again causing Yang Qing to be surprised!

This type of attack was again different from the previous few.

The previous few had almost all used their spiritual energy to conjure up various attacks such as fists and palms and knives and spears!

Those who use weapons also most often input their spiritual energy into their weapons for fighting.

But it was different when it came to Giant Gate, his weapons were not one, but many in number.

When Yang Qing first looked at it, the number was really a thousand!

Each of these longswords was almost as weak as the pseudo-spiritual weapons seen before!

Of course, these were by no means true spirit weapons, Yang Qing could feel them.

But to control thousands of weapons at the same time, this kind of tactic was also appalling!

Swish!

A large number of long swords came overwhelmingly, swooping down from the snowy mountain, directly locking Yang Qing in all directions as if they were trying to make him unavoidable!

But Yang Qing didn't think of avoiding it.

He only saw his eyebrows raised, his long knife in his hand, and he ran violently!

Stepping........

Between the rapid footsteps, Yang Qing quickly took the initiative to approach these long swords!

In the next second, his long blade was brought up, his entire body rose up into the sky, and then he raised his blade and slashed down!

Buzz!

With this blade, the snowflakes that had been drifting endlessly between the heavens and the earth were instantly silenced!

Then, a piercing light shone above the blade and the long blade instantly cut down!

Boom!

In an instant, the long blade clashed with countless flying swords!

Ding ding ding ding....

A series of crunching sounds were heard.

The formation formed by the long swords was instantly torn open!

Poof!

At the top of the snowy mountain, the giant door controlling these flying swords actually opened its mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood!

"Very well, you sure are strong!"

Then, the Giant Gate spoke in horror.

Being able to injure several other Star Monarchs, he already had a guess about Yang Qing's strength.

But now that he had experienced it himself, he felt even more horrified, Yang Qing's strength was far beyond what an ordinary martial artist should be!

And he saw that there was already a faint purple glow mixed in with the red on Yang Qing's body!

"Spiritual Martial Realm! You've actually broken through to the Spiritual Martial Realm!"

This discovery, moreover, directly alarmed the giant door!

Spiritual Martial Realm, a realm that was almost impossible to appear in the Heavenly Martial Continent.

But now, Yang Qing was clearly the Spiritual Martial Realm.

Although Giant Gate was a lineage of immortal cultivators, he also knew the ancient legends, and as a cultivator guarding the Tianwu Continent, he knew even more about the information about martial artists.

At the Spiritual Martial Realm, one had to complete ten quenches at the Yuan Martial Realm before they could break through!

In other words, Yang Qing had now begun at least the eleventh quenching!

"Okay, okay! Worthy of being a proud son of the heavens, worthy of the blessing of the Martial Ancestor, able to do what is impossible for normal people, my sword formation used to kill you is not an insult!"

While the Giant Gate opened its mouth, Yang Qing was raising his eyebrows, "Nonsense, I'm asking you, manipulating so many long swords, how did you do it?"

This question Yang Qing was really curious.

But the obvious giant door wouldn't tell him!

In the next second, the giant door waved its hand again, and the long swords that had been disrupted by Yang Qing's formation shook together!

"Kid, it's called a flying sword, not a longsword! Although limited by materials too low grade to be a spirit weapon yet, but I've joined the Golden Essence and I'm not far from a spirit weapon! Prepare to die!"

The Giant Gate's voice trailed off, and his fingers extended a bit again: "Condensation!"

In the next second, a bizarre scene appeared, and up came the flying swords that actually began to combine!

Like the parts of Yang Qing's longsword, in the blink of an eye thousands of flying swords had actually formed into one, incomparably huge longsword!

"Extinguish!"

Then, the giant door spoke again.

The long sword trembled violently and instantly turned into a stream of light, stabbing directly at Yang Qing!

"The monk's methods are truly bizarre and unpredictable!"

Yang Qing grinned as his long knife was once again copied in his hand and slashed down again!

Dang!

A loud bang was heard, but the giant sword only trembled, but it wasn't broken!

Yang Qing's eyebrows furrowed, bringing up his blade between them and cutting down again!

With this slash, the giant sword finally showed some cracks and showed signs of disintegrating!

"It works!"

Yang Qing's face was pleased, and then his hands kept on cutting down, slash after slash after slash!

In the distance, at the top of the snowy mountain, the giant door, however, kept spitting out blood, his face already difficult to see to the extreme: "Impossible! How strong are you?"

His sword formation was his strongest attack, he was good at refining weapons, his mental strength was stronger than other cultivators of the same realm, and with the fact that he had been feeding these flying swords with his essence blood, he was able to manipulate thousands of flying swords at the same time to form this terrifying sword formation!