Qingsheng Mountain.

Baili Lonely did not want to break the mirror and damage the Qingsheng Mountain and the world, the sword escaped, and Yuan Ying followed, with the power of the town, flew into the sky, and went towards the land of immortal punishment.

Half an hour later, the land of immortal punishment achieved the sand dunes of the Yuan Infant.

With the continuous improvement of Baili Lone's cultivation path, the tombstone is not to cover up the breath, there is no other reason, just because of the achievement of the Yuan Infant, it can also transform thousands of spiritual qi and cover its heels.

An hour later ...

A cloud of chaotic clouds and mist is suspended in the air, and there are thunder explosions and lightning flashes in it, as if returning to the time when the earth opened the sky and all things were born.

As the infinite spiritual opportunities of heaven and earth surged from all directions, its momentum spread wider and wider, and spread wider, gradually covering tens of thousands of miles, reaching an astonishing radius of 100,000 li.

At this time, Baili Silence was immersed in a mysterious realm, not knowing where he was, as if he was awake but not awake, as if he was asleep, but every time his mind turned, a thunderbolt jumped in the fog and clouds, and between the swallowing and spitting of the spiritual machine, there was a turbulent rolling.

Yuan Ying was in the air current, the throughput was infinite, and the Yuan Ying body gradually grew, and finally turned into a thousand zhang body.

For a full three hundred and sixty-five days, after turning the number of Zhou Tian, this chaotic Xuan Qi was absorbed by the Yuan Infant before it slowly converged and returned to the body.

Baili Huo Ran opened his eyes, and at this moment, there seemed to be a flashing of purple-gray lightning, and the heaven and earth seemed to flicker.

He stood with his sleeves in his arms, looking at the rolling sea of sand in front of him, the vast heaven and earth, feeling the surging sword yuan mana in his body that seemed to be able to stir the universe, and couldn't help but secretly say, "There was a saying in the narrative that if you become a void, you can 'make thunder with a thought and breathe the wind and clouds', but at the moment, it is not a deliberate exaggeration." ”

In his heart, he was full of emotion, no wonder people in the world, less than one of the thousands of Yuan Infant Monks has achieved the photogenic, it is really one in ten thousand, and it is difficult to achieve the Refining Void Dao King, such as ascending to the sky.

As he stepped into the upper realm, he naturally gained all kinds of wonderful understandings, and many things that were unknown in the past were also cheerful.

Since the ancient times of the cultivation realm, there have been three realms, the twelve orders, the lower realm, the Dao Ji, the dragon and tiger, the golden pill, the Yuan Baby, this realm, the root bone Qinglian grade, the most important, without the best Qinglian grade, you can't practice, it is the fundamental, the natural Tao is also indispensable, there is no root, just like the fire has no material, there is a law without roots, hating the sky is unfair.

And every realm is to lay a solid foundation, one step to go wrong, no return, don't want to enter the photogenic, and to the photogenic, has already taken off the mortal womb, the root bone is dispensable, this realm values everyone's perception, Taoism and so on...

Seven hundred years, not to mention the hardships of climbing before, that is, when you become a refining void, the spiritual opportunity is not obtained out of thin air, but you need to ask outside the body to ask for it.

Do not enter into the void. But he didn't know the strength of the Refining Void Dao King.

All of these generations have the ability to shatter the heavens and the earth, and they raise their hands. It is supernatural power, and it is within the reach of mana, at least it is a thousand miles away, which is not at all comparable to the Yuanying Monk.

It can be said that a cultivator under the refining void, no matter how much you come, you can be killed with a palm of your hand, like an ant.

It is because he never takes easy action against the monks of the lower realm, and first, he takes care of himself. I don't want to lose the fruits of my own hard work, and then this will damage my face, and more importantly, there are countless monks in the world, if there is no monk in the lower realm who is bullied by others, and his parents come forward, then there are still low-level monks in the world who can survive, wouldn't the world be in chaos, you must know that the photogenic monks are also from mortals, and the low-level cultivators have cultivated step by step.

A long time ago, if it weren't for the unwillingness of the photogenic monk to put down his body, and only a wisp of incarnation was dispatched, at this moment, I am afraid that he has died many times。。。

When you reach this realm, you can carry a magic weapon, and many of them are useless.

He's turning his mind to this. But suddenly I heard a clear sound, but it was the sword of life that flew out.

When you look up, the whole body is clear, pure as glass, as if you have wiped away a layer of mortal dust, and you can see its truth.

This sword is in touch with him, and when he swallows the qi of heaven and earth and evolves the primordial infant with him, it absorbs the spiritual opportunity together. I don't know how much benefit I have gained, that ray of truth. It has become extremely lively and agile.

It's just a pity that that's the case. To transform into a real sword spirit, it seems that it is still a little close,

Baili Lonely knows that the opportunity has not come, and he does not force it, after entering the refining void, he has a lifespan of more than 9,000, and it is a big deal to warm up and refine it in the future.

Baili Lonely's mind turned, and in the consciousness of the sea god, an old man with white hair appeared in the old Longzhong, and this figure was a thought from the Qingsheng Mountain that remained in Baili Lonely.

Baili Lin couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the sword escape has been thousands of miles away, refining the Void True Monarch, all kinds of miracles, and the momentum of fortune and heaven is just one of them.

Qingsheng Mountain, outside the solemnity, a white-haired old man with deep eye sockets was meditating on himself, his face was pale and wrinkled, but he was holding a blood jade tightly in his hand.

Since 700 years ago, the teaching of the prince, the martial arts are becoming more and more profound, the prince has traveled far away, more than 100 years of cultivation is to break through to the dragon and tiger realm equivalent to the monk, I wanted to trace the footprints of the prince, it is the land of immortal punishment, but it is difficult to move an inch, there is an invisible prohibition to block, I can't help but sigh at the sand, and then travel to various countries to study martial arts, luck, in a rare trace of the deep mountains and old forests found an ancient cave, never thought that there are all kinds of wonderful martial arts in the walls of the cave, great joy, then practice day and night, the sky lives up to the heart, but a hundred years to cultivate into the realm of blood pills。

Although Xu Kong cultivated to the realm of blood pills, but what he learned was not orthodox martial arts, there was a lot of luck, seeing that there was no hope of breakthrough, he turned back to the palace of the capital, lived in seclusion, hundreds of years passed in a hurry, the age of eight hundred, although the blood pill was achieved, it has reached the end of life, the only regret is that I can't wait for the prince to return.

I don't want to be a year ago, suddenly the juniors bowed, saying that the Qingsheng Mountain, there was a person who claimed to be the Holy Lord, and he hurried overjoyed, but unfortunately there was no one, Xu Yuan saw this and decided that the other party was fake, but Xu Kong didn't think so, now there are only a handful of people in the world who have seen the prince, how to pretend to say, so he waited here, and this wait is a year.

At this moment, Xu Kong has already run out of oil.

Xu Kong in meditation suddenly felt something, his eyes slowly opened, and a young man in a gray shirt appeared in front of him, his face was like a knife, his eyes were like cold stars, and he was looking at himself with a smile at the moment.

Xu Kong was stunned, as if he was in a dream, "Bang." "A slap, the pain came, and the shock was not in a dream.

"Lord Wang!" Xu Kong was so excited that he knelt down and kowtowed.

Baili Lin stretched out his hand to a tower to prevent him from kneeling, and said with a smile. "I haven't seen you for a long time. ”

。。。。。。

Three days later, at the foot of Qingsheng Mountain.

Xu Yuan took Xu Rui and Zhao Kuo to climb the stairs, blaming in his heart, it's been a year, and the person who claims to be the Holy Lord hasn't appeared yet, obviously a liar, and he is stupid, so he actually believed his nonsense and told the ancestor.

"Hey, the life of the ancestor is coming to an end, how is it good now, it's been a year, no matter what today, I must welcome the ancestor home. ”

I made up my mind and unconsciously quickened my pace.

When they reached the top of the mountain, they didn't see the figure of the old ancestor, the three of them were shocked, and hurriedly searched, but there was no trace, and they were about to enter the Holy Lord Manor to look for it, and they didn't want the gate to be slowly opened, and a tall and powerful middle-aged man walked out of it.

"Dare thief, dare to trespass on the royal forbidden land Holy Lord Manor. Xu Yuan scolded loudly.

"You little king and eight calves, you don't even know your ancestors, bastard. Xu Kongdao.

The three of them were frightened, Xu Yuan looked carefully, and found that the middle-aged man in front of him was not the same ancestor he had seen when he was a child.

"Ancestor, how can you ?!!!," Xu Yuan stammered.

"It's just rejuvenation, what's all the fuss. Xu Kong touched his smooth face and said.

"Old Ancestor, is that person really the Holy Lord?!"

"Not bad. ”。。。。。。