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Chapter two hundred and thirty-eight won the hemp

Rumble!

The golden green light sea was boiling, and the will of the ghost world was furious. This thief refined his Pure Yang Secret Realm and wanted to seize the seeds of the laurel tree. What do you think of him as?

A sucker!

The mysterious land is like it is divided into two halves, with their respective fields facing each other, and a large amount of chaotic energy on the edge is derived from collisions, and huge pressure is permeating, which is suffocating.

The war is about to break out.

After a long time, the will of the ghost world fell silent and slowly retreated. The seeds of the world tree are not so easy to break through, and development also consumes a lot of resources, which is very burdened on itself.

Moreover, He was severely damaged, and the destructive power of the laurel tree to explode in the inner part of the world was amazing. If he did not repair the origin of the entire world quickly, he would gradually pass away and eventually die.

Wu Ming has never experienced the end of a world, but we can learn from the words and phrases of the Daluo Palace Forum and have also seen several videos of the Destruction Plane of the Heavens.

That was the deepest despair.

So Wu Ming couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that the will of heaven had retreated. He really wanted to fight. He was not sure whether he could destroy the will of heaven, but he was likely to lose money.

As the will of the ghost world fell silent, a strong repulsive force emerged in the mysterious land. He disliked the Taoist and refused to continue to stay here.

Seeing this, Wu Ming followed the repulsion and his figure disappeared on the inside of the plane.

The next moment, when he appeared again, the world in front of him was gray, the sky was dim, the earth was pitch black, strands of evil spirits rose, and a turbid river in the distance was surging, flowing through the devastated land.

"This is the underworld." Wu Mingran couldn't help but shake his head when he saw a few ghosts scattered in all directions and a little illusory black soil.

When I came in, my methods were a little more rude, almost overturning the entire Netherworld. It took me some time to repeat the old view.

"Forget it, this time I've gained a lot."

He looked inside at the Yuanshi Xiaodongtian at the Danzhong point, a silver moon-like laurel seed, and a ball of golden and green colloids, and was delighted.

In addition, there are also the fragmented insights of the great way in my mind, which can be called the three wins. He won three sides once each.

Moreover, the ghost world and the immortal world are silent for various reasons. He can expand widely, lay out mountains and sea formations, and subtly occupy them. He can become a local immortal, and use his own heart to replace the will of heaven like the old demon of the Black Mountain, and the stars are the base, which is somewhat feasible.

Thinking about it, Wu Ming's divine thoughts revealed, and his great power opened the underworld, revealing the birds singing and flowers outside, and his body turned into light and fell into it.

Buzzing!

Above the Jinmen of Jiang Palace, an illusory fairyland slowly fell down and reapplyed to the basin. The Taoist inside was shocked and the surging spiritual energy was restored again, much higher than that of the outside world.

They immediately knew that it was Wu Zhenren who had returned and won the key battle, and they were all happy.

As the laurel tree was destroyed, the situation where the Yinsha of heaven and earth occupied the majority gradually reversed, and many Yinsha of the Great Wilderness outside the Qing Kingdom also became ordinary.

Except for instructing several real people to continue to encapsulate the mountains and sea formations, Wu Ming no longer paid attention to the external troubles, immersed in cultivation, and sorted out his feelings.

In the small cave heaven of Yuanshi, Taiyi Palace, Health Earth, Yuhua Pool, and the four pure yang treasures in Buzhou Mountain roared and vibrated, and the whole body was bright, and a large amount of purple pure yang energy was derived, and the entire secret realm was filled with purple mist.

In the crystal wall dome, a gate of heaven appears and falls, and the waterfall is flowing.

Not long after, Wu Ming's aura surged, and his sea of ​​consciousness thoughts diverged, and he derived to 2,400 pieces. The same was true for the pure Yang Immortal Yuan, and two,400 pieces of black and white Qi sea gushed out.

The powerful power baptized the soul and body, reached eight kalpas, and also mastered a kind of merit, called [Ba Suan Wentian] (on a whim).

His cultivation level increased, and he found that the soul and Qi Refining Taoism were blending more and more closely, almost integrated into one, and the merits he mastered gradually became synchronized.

In the eight tribulations of Pure Yang, the soul and body are developed to a certain extent, and the sixth sense is so strong that it is perverted. In the moment of heart movement, you can get fragmentary answers from the world.

The former is specifically Bu Suan Wentian, while the latter is on a whim, which is almost the same.

"After refining the Feixian Sect, the cultivation level will increase again, and there will be four Pure Yang treasures gains. It won't take long to reach the Nine Tribulations. It's time to consider the fifth level path at the true fourth level peak."

Wu Ming, who slowly ended his skills, pondered. He probably had a way of thinking. The essence of the path of the strange immortal was to increase the small source, and it was what the True Lord of the Desolate Nuclear said, "It was contaminated with a trace of the power of the root."

[Root] is a concept of high latitude, deeper than the origin of the way of heaven. It is one of the evolution of all things. Every world is destroyed. Once the origin passes away, that wisp of root will not disappear.

He will exist in another way, such as an indescribable thing born on the remains of the dead world, or fall to the abyss to form a dark plane.

The essence of the heavens and all realms is composed of roots.

"If you guess correctly, those seventh-level supreme people standing at the top of the heavens must refine a little root, and they will never die forever. Even if the true spirit, body, soul and soul are destroyed, the laws of the great Tao will be banned. As long as someone remembers Him, they can still return after countless years."

He had some clarity that the essence of the path to the strange immortal is a shortcut to the seventh level.

The process of collecting concepts and refining secret medicines is to gradually get your true spirit body and even the derived aura of the aura of roots, so it is much easier to take the last step to accommodate the roots.

Of course, if you are contaminated with the root aura, you will also undergo some changes in all aspects, namely alchemy, sacrificial methods, talismans and other abilities.

"From the way, there is no difference between the three paths and they are integrated."

Wu Ming said to himself that there is actually a general trend, simplifying the complex and learning from other aspects. The major systems before the third level are colorful. After entering the middle level from the fourth level to the sixth level, the Pure Yang Realm, the cultivation of the Blessed Land Force, and the Dao of the Cave Heaven have all in common.

He pondered that if he wanted to become a fifth level, the original resources of heaven and earth were essential, which was equivalent to getting closer to the root, and needed a large number of conceptual spiritual objects to experiment and combine perfect secret medicines.

Therefore, the next world must be the manifestation of various concepts and spiritual objects, and the principles of heaven and earth are more explicit, so that we can find a way forward smoothly.

After setting the goal, Wu Ming turned his thoughts to a bright moon in the small cave heaven of Yuanshi. The laurel tree seeds looked like a silver jade plate, crystal clear and natural texture was revealed.

He sneered, and he poked out his thoughts and wrapped the Qi refining method to forcefully wrap the seed. A primordial furnace emerged in the void, igniting the fire of concepts and burning it quickly.

The silver jade plate was burning more and more transparent.

After a moment, a trace of black fog rose on the surface, and a scream of resentment came out.

"Ahhh, damn human, I'm going to destroy the seeds and leave you with nothing."

After saying that, the black fog twisted and drooped the great power on the laurel seeds, and the silver plate trembled, as if it was about to collapse.

Wu Ming had no expression on his face. He had long guessed that the old demon in Black Mountain might have a backup plan, so he put it in Yuanshi's small cave heaven.

This is his realm. A kind of imprisonment fell, freezing the black fog in an instant, and disappeared with a puff, and the laurel seeds were intact.

During this period, Wu Mingbu's ability to ask about heaven was unintentionally touched and captured some memories of the old monster in Black Mountain. He suddenly realized that the world tree was born with spirituality and backfired the cause and effect of the world.

It turned out that when the laurel tree was initially sprouted, it was found by a demonic ghost and god. It had aroused the intention and transferred it to the world tree by grafting. As a result, it failed and only a large amount of knowledge was left to be spiritually integrated by the laurel tree.

Knowledge changed the three views of the laurel tree and also prompted him to have consciousness and become a biased side toward evil.

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