However, these are not what Jun Chen feared.

He felt a terrifying saint's power.

Although there was only one strand, it made him unable to be irritated, suppressed, and his inner demons were ready to move.

In the past few days, the continuous breakthroughs have made the inner demons become stronger and stronger.

This is also one of the reasons he warned Yang Luan before. He was afraid that he would be angry and could not control himself and killed everyone in the Yang family.

The power of the saint comes from one and three blood cliffs in the sky.

The three mountains were extremely tall, but they were all stained with blood.

That is not bad since ancient times, and only the blood of the saints can be preserved for so long.

Jun Chen asked, "Did your saints of the Yang family fall here?"

Yang Luan said in awe: "Yes, ancient books record that ten thousand years ago, our Yang family was besieged by ghosts and gods in Santu Mountain, and fought a decisive battle with a demon saint, sprinkling blood from Santu Mountain."

Jun Chen asked, "Where is the sage of the sage?"

Yang Luan said: "Just suppress the foot of Santu Mountain."

"But because of the infinite great disasters, the saints are also inevitable. There are not many traces left by my saint Yang family. Only he stayed on the holy cliff before he fell."

Jun Chen nodded.

Jun Chen, Yang Luan, the Great Elder, and Yang Yan set out on the road and approached the Holy Cliff.

This place is very terrifying. As we keep approaching the Holy Cliff, there are many corpses, immortal corpses, divine bones, and broken body. Although the pressure is almost dissipating, the body is not damaged and looks terrifying.

These are all the immortals and gods of all races, boundless, and they probably fell by besieging the saints of the Yang family.

Then, the four of them bypassed the sea of ​​fire transformed by the sun fragments and finally arrived near the Holy Cliff.

Here, the Holy Power is dozens of times more terrifying.

Yang Luan, the Great Elder, and Yang Yan have the bloodline of descendants of the saints, and this kind of pressure did not attack them.

But Jun Chen is not the case.

He could only resist, extremely terrifying, and his soul was about to split, and his cosmic sea suddenly opened up, but it didn't have much effect.

He had the urge to kneel down.

"This distance is enough, you can't bear it if you get closer."

Yang Luan stopped.

Yang Yan questioned: "Saint, when you see him, you are seriously oppressed, and you are almost unable to stand firm. How can you help us understand the holy art?"

Yang Luan said: "Let's try it."

As he said that, Yang Luan separated his palms and a blood line rushed towards the Holy Cliff, using his own Saint's Blood to sacrifice to the Holy Cliff.

Boom! The Holy Cliff immediately responded, and the sky and earth shook, and then countless golden and fluid words appeared on it.

Yang Luan said: "This is the second volume of the eight or nine mysterious skills left by our saints of the Yang family."

"But we don't recognize these words at all."

"Secondly, the text of the Holy Cliff was eroded by the Holy Blood and was missing a little."

Jun Chen sat down cross-legged and said, "Of course you don't recognize it, this is the holy text."

The three people around him were stunned: "Do you recognize it?"

Jun Chen said: "The saints have been able to comprehend the power of the way of heaven, so the saints are also called the saints. Only the saints can write these profound words, which contain the rules of the way of heaven."

Upon hearing this, Yang Luan looked pale: "You can understand the words that only saints who master the great way can understand?"

Jun Chen said: "I don't know, give it a try."

Yang Luan nodded.

Yang Yan said: "Saint, this kid is in a broken realm. How can he understand the holy text?

I'm sure that in his eyes, the Holy Word is like reading the heavenly books, pretending to understand if you don't know."

A truly strong man in the Broken Realm is indeed not qualified to understand the holy text.

Even under the saints, no one can understand the holy text.

But Jun Chen is an exception.

He was once a state above a saint.

He has read countless Shengwen. Even if he can't understand it, he can use his vast experience to comprehend it, and then through reasoning, he can forcefully complete the things he can't understand.

This is the deduction ability possessed by the powerful man in the Destiny Emperor.

Although Jun Chen's deduction power is not one ten thousandth at its peak, there are still some left.

It is not too difficult to deduce the content of these holy texts.

"A waste of time, pretending to understand if you don't know, Saint, why don't we go first, he wants to comprehend and let him stay by himself."

Yang Yan said unhappyly, this place is too terrible, she doesn't want to stay in this place.

Yang Luan didn't say anything.

Jun Chen said: "I don't recognize them, but they just recognize me."

Yang Luan, Yang Yan, and the Great Elder were all dumbfounded.

This kid can brag too.

Yang Yan sneered: "You just wait for a slap in the face."

Jun Chen said: "Quiet."

The three of them were quiet, waiting to watch jokes.

Jun Chen has two ways: using a lot of experience to deduce the content of the holy text.

Another type is to let those holy texts know him.

Jun Chen decided to use the former.

After all, once the latter is used, it will alarm the Canglong Continent.

Jun Chen began to observe the changes in the holy text.

Reading the holy text is very consuming.

His soul's power continues to evaporate.

In less than ten minutes, his vast spiritual consciousness consumed nine layers, looking tired.

Fortunately, Jun Chen had already made preparations, took out a treasure vase, took out a divine pill with one, and ate it as candy, and ate it while comprehending it.

This is the elixir called Shenyuan Pill, which is used to supplement the power of the soul without sequelae.

"Divine Pill!"

"It's really a magic pill!"

"Those alchemy tribulations...we have any guesses. This kid is really a god-level alchemist!"

Seeing Jun Chen taking the pill, Yang Yan and the elder were jealous and saliva was flowing.

Yang Luan was also excited, and her chest was fluctuating violently and her heart was swaying.

Incredible, a god-level alchemist in his twenties.

And, the number is scary.

Is this man going to be against the will of heaven?

Jun Chen sat for a day and ate ten earth-grade divine essence pills.

The next day, Jun Chen ate twelve pills.

On the third day, she ate fifteen.

On the fourth day, he did not continue to comprehend, but made a breakthrough.

The second level of Zifu has been upgraded from the early stage to the late stage.

Jun Chen continued to eat the divine pill for three days.

Yang Yan watched Jun Chen keep taking pills and knelt on the side and worshiped him.

Eating the magic pill as candy is a model for us.

Day 8.

Jun Chen finished his understanding and closed his eyes.

He sat for three days.

When he opened his eyes again, he couldn't help but sigh: "Shengwen, it's really a headache."

Yang Luan was not surprised by this result and said, "This is normal. It must be a holy text. Our cultivation level is too low. We should not try it in the Dragon Realm in the future."
To be continued...