Sure enough, there were three soft swishing sounds, and as Wang Ming approached, the three-headed thunder spirit turned into a body, all of which were more than a foot long, and the cold light shining all over his body appeared in front of Wang Ming. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"You three, the benefits are really not small. Wang Ming sighed, in just thirty years, Lei Ling has grown up a bit, and he has really been created.

"If you really want to fight to the death, I can pinch them to death with one hand!" said the red dragon.

"If you are higher than them, you can naturally do it. Wang Ming knocked on his head.

"It can be stronger in the future, two years ago, the three-headed thunder spirit ate a thunder pool. Mu Qing said, he was a little envious, who got the most benefits here, of course it was Lei Ling!

The thunder pool was picked up from nearby, and it was left behind by some unknown age, not the one that rose and fell in the lightning.

At the bottom of the Thunder Abyss, lightning fluid can occasionally be found in low-lying areas.

They devour thunder and lightning, and they dare to eat thunder pools!

After tasting the sweetness, they attacked other thunder pools, some of which were extremely extraordinary, with immortal energy, and some of them were sprinkled with immortal light and rain, and they made rash moves, causing catastrophes!

That time, everyone caught a thunder pool, and it actually came out of the immortal qi, and it was almost completely wiped out here.

Not far away, butterflies flutter their wings, golden wings fan, thunder and lightning are boundless, and the scene is terrifying!

This flame insect is now amazingly powerful, although it looks beautiful and weak, but when it really flutters its wings, it is devastated, and after the baptism of the abyss of thunder, it becomes more and more terrifying.

On the other side, the golden armor divine power ant sat cross-legged, swallowed some thunder tribulation liquid, bathed in the thunder sea, motionless, was enlightening, and let the thunder slash his body.

A lot of lightning light sank into his body, absorbing it along with the Thunder Tribulation Liquid.

What is the situation? Wang Ming was surprised.

"Like me, I was born with a deficiency, and now I am here to make up for it!" said the red dragon.

The offspring of the ten divine beasts, such as the Golden Armor Divine Power Ant and the Red Dragon, were almost unable to hatch back then, and they were almost stillborn, because they were harmed when they were in the egg.

It can be said that they were lucky, they were replenished by their fathers with great mana, survived, and were born smoothly.

Although it seems to be unharmed, it is actually still a little congenital.

Now in this place, they have found an opportunity to replenish their innate origin.

This sea of thunder is very special, it has a violent and destructive aura, but it also contains the primordial vitality, which can repair their innate death.

On the other side, Zhang Bairen was demented for a while, and he looked crazy for a while, sitting next to the thunder and lightning abyss, holding a broken fragment of the thunder pool.

It was the bottom of the thunder pool, and he grasped it in his hand and studied it, his eyes were sometimes crazy, sometimes sluggish, and his emotions fluctuated violently.

"This thunder pool is born with a magic circle, if you really want to understand it, most of you will understand the secret of life and death, the mystery of immortality!" he screamed.

Wang Ming was surprised, it was the fragment left over from Lei Ling's eating, and he also leaned over to look at it again, it really had a great avenue texture, and it was a natural magic array rune.

"Gather vitality, in the midst of destruction, in the thunder tribulation, refine the mystery of life and death, accumulate the essence, and boil out the thunder tribulation liquid. Zhang Bairen muttered.

Wang Ming entered the abyss of thunder and lightning, experienced it with practical actions, and finally accepted the lightning split, bathed in infinite thunder, and grabbed a thunder pool.

This is a practice, although it is painful, but it has many benefits, he is refining his body!

In the end, Wang Ming drank some Thunder Tribulation Liquid, gave the Thunder Pool to the three-headed Thunder Spirit, and left again to practice alone.

The three-headed thunder spirits were overjoyed and swam in the thunder and lightning, and submerged in the thunder pool that Wang Ming had given them.

They don't really eat the thunder pool, but they are absorbing the mysterious substance contained in the thunder pool, which is the highest essence of the thunder path!

"When we are stronger, let's go and get the thunder pool ourselves to try, so many thunder pools are rising and falling, and they are our ultimate creation ground!"

However, they didn't dare to act rashly to touch the thunder pool, it was too dangerous and terrifying, and it might attract the Immortal Slashing Knife to descend!

Mu Qing, Zhu Lin, Ji Zhong, and the Golden Armor Divine Power Ants were all practicing to obtain their own creation in the abyss of thunder and lightning, and they found that there was a big secret here, and there were scripture symbols in the thunder.

It is not a real ancient scripture, but the embodiment of the mystery of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.

"For example, there is no thunder tribulation in the world, but in other eras, when the strong break through, they will cross the thunder tribulation, now it seems that this place is really weird, could it be that the living beings of the past have crossed the tribulation, and their enlightenment and achievements have been engraved in the thunder light and stayed?"

They come to their senses and discover the secrets of the abyss of thunder and lightning.

Wang Ming returned to the embankment and baptized his true body with the "water vapor" of the boundary sea, so as to temper himself.

And so it went on for another twenty years, and he had been here for decades.

According to the Lord of the Forbidden Zone, it will take a hundred years to return.

Wang Ming began to walk along the embankment, he made a move on the corpse of the Immortal Dao, picked an ancient beast, I don't know what era it died, and tried to refine it.

If other people come here, don't say that they can't get close, such as Chilong, Zhu Lin and others, even if they are very strong, it is impossible to get close.

Because, the negative aura of the true immortals is permeated, and the violent side is fully revealed, if they force themselves forward, their bodies will explode.

At first, Wang Ming was also extremely cautious. This kind of creature is too strong, so he is awe-inspiring, afraid that something will happen.

However, as he dragged an ancient beast down the embankment and carefully refined his true blood, he unexpectedly discovered that this immortal creature was strong on the outside.

"It's a pity, the essence of immortal blood has passed, and there are problems with flesh and bones. Wang Ming sighed.

The remains looked horrible, but the interior was decaying, and compared to its heyday, it was nothing to worry about.

It was the Sea of Bounds that corroded it!

However, he still refined some immortal substances from this ancient beast, which can be regarded as the most precious "human medicine".

All things have spirits, and they can be medicines.

The great medicine of life is naturally extraordinary.

According to legend, if it is a true immortal, if its essence and blood are refined, it is not weaker than the elixir of immortality!

"It's a pity!" Wang Ming shook his head.

Suddenly, there was a beast roar, and the sea under the shaking embankment was churning violently.

The corpse of the ancient beast actually shook. Then a phantom rushed out and killed Wang Ming.

"This is ......" he was startled and passively faced the battle.

"Immortal Divine Soul Imprint?" Wang Ming sensed what it was, and instead of fear, he was overjoyed.

He fought and fought fiercely against this ancient beast phantom.

It is not a real immortal creature, but it contains part of the Great Dao of his life. Its imprint is indestructible, and it is still terrifying.

This is too precious for Wang Ming, he is fighting against the broken brand of immortal beings, and it is a rare experience to be able to watch their avenue, fight with them, and learn from each other's strengths.

After the First World War, the imprint finally turned into nothingness and was worn away here.

It can't last long, it's just what remains and will eventually dissipate.

Wang Ming closed his eyes, sat cross-legged in front of the corpse of the giant beast, and began to comprehend like this, motionless.

It wasn't until years later that Wang Ming opened his eyes, and he walked along the embankment to the next creature.

His cultivation years are too short to become an immortal, and he can't seize the opportunity to break through the great realm, but he has a feeling that this enlightenment is the most precious accumulation!

Now, the conditions are here, he is only more than three hundred years old, and he is still too far from the age of the immortal in the history books, but this silent accumulation will one day explode directly.

Once immortal, it may be different, as violent as a flash flood and tsunami.

Another small jar of liquid was collected, which contained immortal blood and immortal matter, Wang Ming put it away, and then triggered the remaining battle imprint in the body.

Rumble!

A big war broke out again.

In this way, Wang Ming started this cultivation method, collecting the great medicine of the living soul, then fighting, then enlightening, and then starting again...... And so on and so forth.

Decades have passed, and in the blink of an eye, it has been almost 100 years since they came here.

Now Wang Ming is nearly 400 years old, but unfortunately, he can't find the opportunity to become an immortal, just some kind of "avenue precipitation", which is accumulating invisibly and unconsciously.

Wang Ming summoned Mu Qing and the others, and they gathered together and waited for their return.

There is no doubt that the three-headed thunder spirit has gained the most, and its strength has skyrocketed!

The Golden Armor Divine Power Ant and the Red Dragon also have a great opportunity to make up for the congenital lack.

On the bones in the red dragon's body, dragon patterns began to gradually emerge, and it was overjoyed, could it be that the inheritance within the clan was about to appear?

For so many years, it has been cultivating the treasure technique of the True Dragon Bloodline, which was passed on to him by Wang Ming, because it is congenitally insufficient, and the supreme meaning of the True Dragon Pulse has not manifested in the body.

"How are you, have you ever found an opportunity?" Wang Ming looked at Mu Qing.

Mu Qing shook his head, he had already reached the peak of retreat, but he still couldn't grasp the dawn of the breakthrough, and there was no way to go to the next level.

Not only him, but also the Golden Armor Divine Power Ant, Red Dragon, etc., which is not the case, from birth to the present, he has been cultivating for hundreds of years, although he has already set foot in the realm of retreat, but there is no way to become a supreme.

Several people smiled bitterly, five hundred years, this is really a taboo line, difficult to break through.

"This place is blessed, I can't find a way out, there is no way to become the Supreme, it seems that there is a long way to go. "The Golden Armor Divine Power Ant regrets.

However, he was quickly relieved again, back then, in the last era, among the thirty-three days of true immortals, which one of them had become a supreme before the age of five hundred?

Wang Ming, after all, there is only one!

"Not this time, next time I will come back for another hundred years, and I will take you to the embankment and wait for you to protect the Dharma. Wang Ming said.

Everyone was silent, it shouldn't be a problem to become a supreme, mainly because the five-hundred-year-old curse that has existed since ancient times is difficult to unravel.

A hundred years later, the void cracked, and the formation patterns flowed like molten iron, intertwining in the void, wrapping them, and speeding away, taking them away.

A group of people appear at the Lord of the Forbidden Zone.

The Lord of the Forbidden Zone nodded, and without further ado, let them go.

Huacun, still the same, a hundred years have passed, the aura here is far better than other places, because there is a magic medicine planting, there is a magic circle to guard, and there are nine dragons to pull the coffin to suppress.

"Uncle Ming is back!" someone shouted.

A hundred years have passed, and several generations have been born in Huacun, and the population has become more and more prosperous.

Inevitably, birth, old age, sickness and death, and some people have also passed away.

The patriarch is very old, and now he is almost five hundred years old, with snow-white hair and dense wrinkles.

"Patriarch!" Wang Ming's eyes were sour, he hadn't seen him for a hundred years, and the patriarch was old.

This is still the result of him cutting hair and washing the marrow of the old patriarch in the past, after all, the old man is not high, and he has not embarked on the road of the avenue.

In this era of the end of the Dharma, even if the cultivation is profound, it is far from being comparable to the longevity of the monks of the past.

"It's good to be back, it's good to be safe. The old patriarch's hand trembled slightly, and he grabbed Wang Ming's hand, he knew that he was old and didn't have many years to live.

His generation, now only himself, has long since been buried under the grave in the mountains, and he has been lonely all these years, often missing his old friends.

The Huacun people of that generation did not have a high level of cultivation, and even many of them did not embark on the path of cultivation, and after the advent of the end of the Dharma era, the effectiveness of various medicinal materials decreased, and it was difficult to live for a long time.

Yu Meng supported the old patriarch.

Wang Ming stepped forward and also supported the patriarch, feeling that time is ruthless, the years are fleeting, and there is only one patriarch left in the old generation of the old man back then.

Wang Ming felt a pain in his heart, this life, old age, sickness and death are unstoppable, after all, there will be a parting day, which makes him difficult to give up, difficult for him to separate, and his heart is sour.

There is no doubt that the later generations of Huacun are stronger than the earlier generations, because the conditions are different, and they have laid a good foundation since childhood!

"I don't want to see you grow old!" Wang Ming was really touched in his heart and shouted in his heart.

When he returned from this day, he felt an unprecedented sense of urgency, his nose was sour, he wanted to change, and he didn't want to watch the people around him leave one by one, dying of old age.

However, what can he do, how many people can be saved with miracle medicine?

This touched Wang Ming very much, he was already very strong, but there was a lot of helplessness, birth, old age, sickness and death could not be reversed, and there was no way to change it if he was as strong as the Supreme.

Wang Ming supported him, the old patriarch was really old, with gray hair, dry blood, and weak body.

"I'm not going to let you keep getting old. Wang Ming said, he took out a jar of liquid, and wanted the old patriarch to drink it, it was the immortal blood he collected from the world, which he refined and obtained some immortal substance.

When the jar was opened, everyone was moved, and there was a fragrance wafting out of it, and there were bright red dots, like chalcedony.

After refining in every way, the murderous aura and harmful substances in it have been melted away, and it has been turned into a great medicine.

Wang Ming has been there for a hundred years, and he has only refined a few jars, which are invaluable, and they are more precious than the magic medicine after the heaven and earth have entered the era of the end of the law.

Today, only he dares to refine immortal blood!

Even if the essence of this thing passes, it is only a remnant, and others cannot extract it, and it has to explode itself before it gets close to the immortal corpse, and the power of the immortal path is incomparable.

When the patriarch asked what this was, there was a look of relief on his face, and he was satisfied and peaceful, and said: "Silly boy, can you prolong my life for a while, can you prolong my life for one, two, and three lifetimes? In this life, I have no regrets, I can watch you grow up, and now I see you looking down on the world, what am I not satisfied with? I can't be with you for a lifetime, I can't live forever with the world, I am immortal in the world, I am just an ordinary old man." The most worthy thing for people in this life is happiness and peace, and I have all of them, and I have had them all these years, and I am content. ”