Chapter 162 The Heavenly Saint of Creation

Under Xiao Yan's order, the puppet nodded as if enlightened, took the ribs full of scratches, and pressed it on his chest. As invisible flames surged, a layer of solid crystals adhered to it.

In an instant, the defects on the puppet's chest were made up for, and all the bones were intact and crystal clear.

"..."

Xiao Yan looked at the puppet that showed a sense of pride and felt speechless for a while, but he was not sure whether this thing had learned the Great Fortune Palm.

So, Xiao Yan took the puppet and left Xiao Xuan's tomb, came to an open space, and directed it to use the Heaven's Fortune Palm.

After telling the puppet four or five times, a soul flame suddenly appeared on the head, and then its crystal-covered palm slowly raised, and a soul voice sounded:

"Big Sky, Palm of Creation..."

The palm fell suddenly, and a burst of energy burst out from the palm, and then tore the space, forming a small dark hole.

Under the continuous output of the puppet, the hole spread at a turtle crawling speed, and because the hole was connected to the void, there was a faint hint of suction.

"..."

Xiao Yan tightened and loosened his fists, until he couldn't help but punch the puppet.

No need to think too much, this thing definitely hasn’t learned the Great Fortune Palm!

Xiao Yan spent a lot of effort to pull out the three ribs that were fused together by the crystal layer.

The puppet felt a little aggrieved, its jaws kept opening and closing, and it made bursts of soul sounds, trying to get Xiao Yan to put the ribs back on it.

But Xiao Yan remained unmoved. Instead, he summoned the Emperor's Fire and began to burn the three ribs, breaking the seal on the ribs.

After calcining for half an hour, the three ribs finally underwent some changes. The original jade-white color gradually faded away, replaced by a deep dark golden color, and a strange wave spread out from them.

After another ten minutes, the ribs were completely shattered. There was no trace of any bones in the flames, only a pool of dark golden liquid.

The quality of the liquid is quite extraordinary. Even in the Imperial Fire, it is not completely suppressed, but ripples slightly, and even condenses into some strange shapes from time to time, as if it is demonstrating a certain move.

Xiao Yan looked at the strange liquid and knew in his heart that it contained the inheritance of the Great Fortune Palm. Then with an order, the puppet gently stretched out the bone palm covered with crystal layers and inserted it into the pool of dark gold. in liquid.

"Zizzizi..."

There were bursts of barbecue sounds, and the liquid squirmed violently in an instant, and then corroded all the crystal layers, wrapping directly around the puppet's metacarpal bones.

This is the transformation and tempering of the palm. After it is completely completed, even the one-star Dou Zun can use the Great Fortune Palm. However, this is the skeleton of the Saint of Creation. Naturally, it does not need to be modified. It can easily drain the pool of dark golden liquid. absorb.

Xiao Yan saw it clearly. Just after the liquids were completely fused, the soul fire full of spirituality dimmed suddenly in the empty eye sockets of the puppet. He immediately understood that the puppet's weak spiritual intelligence had entered the palm of heaven. In the inheritance space.

There are some memory fragments of the Saint of Creation left in the inheritance space, which may be able to have some connection with the puppets and integrate into them.

As a one-star fighting saint, the Saint of Creation is able to combine the strengths of hundreds of schools of thought and rely on his own understanding of countless fighting skills to create a heaven-level fighting skill. It must have gone through countless days and nights of deduction and training to perform the great heaven-level fighting skills. The instinct of the Creation Palm has been deeply engraved in its body.

Although he has been refined into a puppet, his unforgettable instinct will not disappear. Instead, it will become stronger due to his abundant spirituality and the special environment of the Sky Tomb.

As expected, not long after, the puppet suddenly burst out with a faint fluorescence. Through the transparent crystal layer, Xiao Yan could clearly see that streaks of milky white energy shuttled rapidly through it, outlining a rather strange meridian route.

Obviously, this is the meridian route for performing the Great Heaven's Fortune Palm.

As the rounds continued, the aura emanating from the skeleton puppet became stronger and stronger, until at a certain moment, the puppet's soul flame suddenly lit up, and then the light on the body slowly dissipated, but there was dark gold on the palm of the hand. The light shines brightly.

The puppet kept moving, and waved out a palm lightly, landing in the void.

"Big Sky, Palm of Creation..."

Xiao Yan dodged, flew through space and retreated a hundred miles away, and then looked at the skeleton puppet, whose whole body was exuding doubts with a speechless face, and stretched out his hand to scratch the skull.

"First turn the energy in a circle along that route, and then concentrate it into the palm of your hand. The movements must be consistent!"

The sound was mixed with soul power and shot into his head. His eyes lit up a little at this reminder, and then streams of milky white energy started to circulate again, and finally poured into his right palm.

When the last ray of energy was gathered, a black spot the size of a thumb suddenly appeared in the palm of the puppet. Then it trembled suddenly, and a black halo quietly emerged and spread around.

Wherever the black circle affected, all objects disappeared in an instant - not thrown into the void, but disappeared in the true sense, completely annihilated by the power of the palm of heaven, without any residue.

However, with one palm strike, a radius of dozens of miles was swallowed up and destroyed by the black circle. Xiao Yan, who was a hundred miles away, was slightly affected and almost lost his balance, being pulled by the terrifying suction force.

"It's done."

Although he was almost affected, Xiao Yan's face was still full of excitement. A puppet comparable to a four-star fighting saint is nothing, but if it has some intelligence and can perform heaven-level fighting skills, then even a five-star fighting saint can Be frightened too!

This puppet is enough to fight against the master of the Soul Palace, Hun Deisheng!

"The Saint of Creation seems to have left a message in the inheritance of the Great Heaven's Creation Palm, asking those who come after him to remember his name. In that case, let's call you the Saint of Creation over there..."

"I believe that the Soul Clan people will definitely remember your name."

The corners of Xiao Yan's mouth kept rising, and then he saw Xiao Xuan suddenly appearing next to him.

At this time, Xiao Xuan's body revealed an indescribable aura. It seemed that refining the Yin and Yang flames had given him some kind of benefit. At this time, Xiao Yan could actually feel the life energy from Xiao Xuan!

"Teacher, are you out of seclusion?"

"Hmm." Xiao Xuan first looked at the dull-witted Heavenly Saint of Creation, then stretched out his hand and took out the ancient insect-eating queen from Xiao Yan's ring.

"In my perception, you seem to have put it away on purpose?" Xiao Xuan asked.

"Yes, my Emperor Fire is fused with a Ten Thousand Beast Spirit Fire, which swallows the essence and blood of the Insect Queen. In the future, I may be able to cultivate the Ancient Insect Devourer myself." Xiao Yan replied.

Without asking Xiao Yan why he cultivated the ancient eating insect, Xiao Xuan tapped his fingers, and the insect queen turned into a pool of snow-white essence and blood.

"Come with me, there are still some secrets about the yin and yang twin flames and the seal within them."