"If you want to refine the Ten Thousand Immortals, you not only have to overcome the 'Tian Ling', but also face the pursuit of all creatures in the mysterious realm!

He is not the way of heaven, but to Yulei, whose spiritual wisdom has not been opened, he is the way of heaven, and you are the devil of disaster!"

Shen Tu's expression was a bit ferocious, looking at Yang Yu who was suppressing the white tiger:

"No one can kill Yu Lei!"

Feeling the violent malice around him, Yang Yu was thinking:

"It's almost like the spirit of the 'Heavenly Way'? It's a very appropriate statement..."

"What do you mean?"

Shen Tu lowered his voice, and the white tiger that Yang Yu stroked was already drowsy and said hurriedly:

"The Ten Thousand Immortals Map is impossible to refine. Leave it quickly, otherwise you will have a dead end!"

"As far as I know, the Ten Thousand Immortals Map has been refined many times..."

Yang Yu caressed the white tiger calmly.

This is a ever-changing practice.

"How can you do with..."

Shen Tu suddenly said something, because he remembered that before the golden tower was broken, the person in front of him had reached the peak!

In other words, in the past 100,000 years since the Longquan Tianhuan changed, only in terms of the Nine-Battle rank, no one can beat the person in front of you.

He is indeed as an emperor!

"Anyway, you go, hurry up!"

Shentu pretended to be tough, but his heart felt a little weak.

The realm of mysterious skills is ultimately a shadow printed by the world, rather than a fragment of time taken by the ancient powers. Even if you awaken your life memories, you will never have the means of your life.

"No hurry, no hurry."

Yang Yu seemed really calm, even if he could feel the malice of Shen Tu and even this mysterious realm.

Even if his will that remain here at this time can only barely activate the ever-changing changes, and his body is just a drop of blood...

"you……"

Shen Tu was speechless. He was very alert and suspected that the person in front of him was just showing his weakness because his breath was not as weak as that of a mortal.

But he was trying his best to restrain himself and suppress the urging and persecution from the "Ten Thousand Immortals and Heavenly Spirits".

He is still there, but he dies at the hands of outsiders...

"By the way, I'm idle, I'm still idle. Why not talk about Zhou Jueyin Tiangong?"

Yang Yu's hand was not separated from the white tiger, and he did not waste time, and he was talking to Shentu.

The Ten Thousand Immortals Catalogue is the most important treasure of Longquan since ancient times, and there is no one to compare.

The same is true for him.

One place contains the most treasure that integrates the mysterious realm of ancient and modern realms. How many things can be transformed in it?

This is unparalleled for him to gain a glimpse of the top of the human immortals and to temper his own "body of gods and demons".

The only disadvantage is that he has extremely high will for ever-changing changes. With his current practice, he can only maintain dozens or dozens at the same time...

"Zhou Jueyin Tiangong..."

Shentu hesitated for a long time, but gritted his teeth and took a few steps back, and was far away, sucking a speech that could be said.

He was very afraid of the "Tian Ling" who controlled all kinds of mysterious realms.

Almost at the same time, the same thing is happening everywhere in the mysterious realm.

The difference is that the killing in the rest is extremely fierce, with blood and roaring endlessly.

As time goes by, there are more ingredients and even recipes in the gluttony cauldron that no one knows where it is.

Ancient secrets from the mysterious realm of Fangfang's mysterious skills, mysterious formations, understanding of magical powers, secrets of martial arts, and true form diagrams of magic weapons...
Chapter completed!