This is an evolution, not a natural metamorphosis of life, but a forced exercise, all the blood is ignited, and even the body is burned in the light of the Great Dao Fire. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The true phoenix roared and resounded through the sky.

He has mastered the True Phoenix Treasure Technique, and the inheritance of the clan is the Nirvana Technique, he has been enlightened for 40,000 years, and now he has only one chance to survive with this.

Bathed in the flames, when the old blood was exhausted, a fierce fairy bird roared, accompanied by a roar of the avenue, Wang Ming's body shook violently, in the bone marrow, in the body, new blood reconstruction!

He succeeded and lived out his fourth life.

In this life, he has a very long lifespan, and he can live for 56,000 years!

Coupled with the years of the first three lives, when the fourth life ended, Wang Ming had lived for more than 126,000 years.

In this fourth life, during the long life of more than 50,000 years, Wang Ming not only cultivated asceticly, tried to impact the battle immortal fruit position, but also participated in various magic circles.

In the era of the emperor's fall, the war was over, and naturally there were various relics, lost inheritance, and Wang Ming collected the treasure book of the world's array Dao.

In the end, he spent more than 50,000 years studying it carefully, which was enough to be called the supreme grandmaster of the formation.

Before the end of the Fourth Generation, Wang Ming laid down an earth-shattering array, connecting the nine Creation Places of the vast territory, even if they were hundreds of millions of miles apart, they were all connected by him using the magic array.

He constructed a supreme array, burying himself in the eyes of the array, absorbing the essence of the nine great creation lands.

He is like a divine egg, conceived and baptized, this is the source of many creations, although it is not the whole of the entire world, but it is enough to defy the sky.

Wang Ming took this opportunity to live out the fifth life, like the transformation of a god's womb, he took off a whole piece of human skin, forced out one old bone after another from his flesh and blood, and regenerated it.

The ultimate mystery of heaven and earth, with the magic circle to gather the innate essence, give birth to the opportunity of regeneration.

Then, the sixth and seventh generations......

Wang Ming tried his best to survive, and recovered from his old age again and again, which was very difficult, but it was achieved.

Every life, his longevity has increased substantially, which makes him see hope and direction.

It is difficult to become an immortal, the world is blocked, and it is as strong as Wang Ming, and now there is no way to really go against the sky.

However, his survival after life may be the biggest rebellion, which is even more terrifying than becoming an immortal!

In the past, who did it? In an era, the number of living beings who could live out the second life was as rare as a few and far between, and those who could live out the third life were not even known, but they were only legends and could not be verified.

Wang Ming has lived out seven lives, which has never been seen in ancient times.

Such a powerful creature is generally in an environment where it can become an immortal, and it has long been an immortal, so where is the use of being exhausted.

When Wang Ming was 400,000 years old, he finally lived out of the eighth life, full of blood and masculine, returned to his youth, and stood at the highest peak of his life.

"I don't need the so-called heaven and earth recognition, if I live like this, will I be weaker than the immortal Dao beings?!" Wang Ming shouted at the sky.

Eight generations of accumulation, his Taoism has reached an incredibly high level, unrivaled in the humanitarian field, perhaps this is already another level.

There is a true immortal in front of him, if he starts a fight, he will dare to kill him.

Already standing at the pinnacle of the humanitarian field, the eighth generation of accumulation, it is unimaginable, his Taoism is still improving, which is beyond imagination.

If you still interpret Wang Ming's realm with the Supreme, it is no longer enough!

Even if you describe him with the emperor's demeanor that the true immortal said, it is not enough.

Especially in this eighth life, his longevity is amazing, in this life, when he lived for 90,000 years, he was still at his peak and did not show his old age, and at this time, his eighth life has been baptized by the years for 490,000 years.

Moreover, in this eighth life, his divine sense became more and more acute, and he caught some amazing information.

More than once he had seen the passage of time and watched it rise and fall.

Moreover, he also saw one strong man after another, who had looked at the long river from afar, or traced the past, or looked down on the eternals.

"It's him!" One day, he saw a golden-armored divine ant covered in blood, and he glanced at him in the long river of those years.

Wang Ming was stunned, that was the father of the little golden armor divine power ant, and he was one of the ten great divine beasts.

I still remember that when he opened the underground palace under the Heavenly God Academy, when he first saw the imprint left by the father of the little golden armor divine power ant, he said that he had seen Wang Ming hundreds of millions of years ago.

At this time, Wang Ming sighed slightly, and it was already clear.

In the eighth life, Wang Ming climbed to the highest peak he could stand, and he could push the world horizontally.

At this time, he felt that even if he went retrograde to kill immortals, there would be no problem, this was not only a strong self-confidence, but also an unfathomable strength!

"I want to go back, to my time......" Wang Ming said to himself.

He has found his own way, he doesn't need the fruit position recognized by this heaven and earth, just live against the world like this, he will be an immortal sooner or later!

He was worried, wondering if the Great Reckoning had begun, if the people he knew had died of old age.

Different eras, different worlds, involving years, who can tell what is going on.

"Great Freedom in Reincarnation Heavenly Gong ......"

Wang Ming once again operated, deducing this Dafa, and being able to come here back then had something to do with this Fa and that stone room, and he often speculated over the years.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, he sensed something unusual!

"It's going to change, can I go back?"

Inexplicably, Wang Ming is standing here, living in seclusion in this place for hundreds of thousands of years, can he really leave?

The void was blurred, distorted, and he saw a stone chamber, not far away, a little blurry, and he could see that it should be the stone chamber he had walked into back then.

There was a drop of blood slipping from the rough stone wall, it was the mysterious ancient blood.

The great freedom of reincarnation is really mysterious, is this his transformation through the ages, or is it a big dream?

Wang Ming couldn't tell the difference, and he didn't know why.

He walked forward, but as he approached, he saw the stone chamber twisted again, and there was a path that led to a mound!

What is that place?

Wang Ming was surprised, adjacent to the stone room, there was a dark red cemetery, one after another, buried with creatures who didn't know what their identities were.

"He's free, I'll come back eventually......"

Faintly out of nowhere, Wang Ming heard this voice, echoing in the heaven and earth of the Emperor's Fall Era, echoing in the vague stone chamber not far away, and spreading in the same hazy cemetery.

Wang Ming stepped forward, and when he stepped on the way home, he felt a feeling in his heart, and he moved inexplicably, and he walked towards the cemetery.

Fragments of time are flying, time is like water, the glow here is gorgeous, the light and rain are dense, very mysterious, and envelop the entire cemetery.

"It's like the burial man's dwelling, and it looks familiar. Wang Ming whispered to himself as he walked forward.

Rumble!

Suddenly, he saw a box, not gold, not stone, not wood, special material, shining with nine colors of brilliance, so brilliant that the heavens were discolored.

"Origin Ancient Artifact!"

Wang Ming's pupils contracted, he had seen it before, he had gone to a dark abyss in the burial ground with Sanzang and Shen Ming, and had seen this box.

It blooms in nine colors and shines brightly!

Wang Ming walked forward, and when he really stepped out, everything disappeared.

Heaven and earth are silent, and there is no sound here.

The ancient burial mound is gone, and the origin artifact has long been lost.

Where is this? Wang Ming looked at it and felt very familiar.

Then, his body shook, his pupils widened, it was unbelievable, he actually arrived at this place, wasn't he in the fairy realm?

He has been here, on the side is Wang Mingwai, a branch of the burial area, when a female undertaker accompanied him here, next door is the place where the rotten wooden box was unearthed.

And here, it is one of the three sacred places of sacrifice for the undertaker!

Wang Ming walked out and felt the breath of the border wilderness, yes, he returned from the fairy realm inexplicably, and went straight to the border wilderness for thirty-three days.

"Huh?"

In an instant, he felt that there were the bones of the strongest man underground, and at the same time, there was also a sense that made his heart tremble slightly.

"My bones!"

He thought it was incredible, hard to believe.

Bang!

The earth and stones were splashed everywhere, and he saw some remnant bones, and then he understood, he lived eight lives, once Nirvana, and the divine fetus transformed......

Among them, several times he had cut off old bones and waste bones and buried them by his own hands.

He returned, but the bones were sleeping underground, and here they were, in this great underground.

I still remember that when the female undertaker brought him here, he also had a strange dream, and for a while, his soul was out of his body, like a butterfly.

At that time, the female undertaker once said that he was dead, and his bones might be buried here, and he might be an immortal obsession turned into a primordial butterfly and wandered in the world.

Fairyland, in the ancient cave, outside the stone room.

The Lord of the Forbidden Zone, the Crystal Skull, etc., were looking at the rough stone wall, and when they saw the end, they were stunned, the picture ended, and the final guide was a burial area.

"That's outside the wilderness!"

"How could it be?" Even the golden bone palm sent out a divine sense fluctuation, and with questions, Wang Ming finally left, not to return to the stone room, the target was the border wasteland.

The rough stone wall only records that Wang Ming went in that direction, and the rest does not belong to that era, so there is no record.

"It's weird, it's weird!" the bloodshot eyeballs let out a flutter.

It's weird indeed, and some things are too demonic.

Together, they looked at the drop of blood, clinging to the rough stone wall.

"There's no doubt that all of this must have something to do with it!" said the Lord of the Forbidden Zone.

The stone chamber fell silent, all crude records vanished, completely gone, and finally the blood was absorbed by the stone wall.

"Wow!" the puppy growled.

However, no matter what they did, the stone chamber was quiet, there was no abnormality, and even the surging chaotic qi was gone, and it was about to dry up.

On the edge of the wilderness, Wang Ming walked forward, disillusioned step by step, his magic power was shocking, and his Taoism was unfathomable, so he left directly.

However, after leaving this area, he saw a vast magic circle, covering the sky and the sun, cutting off the connection between the foreign land and the emperor pass, and blocking the creatures there from crossing the border.

It was this area that was also affected, and the magic circle cut them off, and they looked at the emperor from afar, but it was difficult to return.

In the past, in the last battle, the abyss was turbulent, the infinite path fell, and the supreme Dharma Dao great array fell, forever sealing the road outside the border wilderness, so that the foreign land could not be invaded.

It could have been blocked for 500 years, but it has been blessed with infinite years.

Unless there is an accident, not a single epoch may be able to break the seal here.

Of course, that's ideal.

Since the invasion of dark creatures, Wang Ming has felt that most of this area will not be able to become an eternal seal, and the Jews, the Blood King, Brahma, and the Immortal will be killed one day.

Wang Ming's eyes were uncertain, and he was observing the area, looking for a way back.

Fortunately, the Supreme Circle was cutting off the road between the Exotic Land and the Imperial Pass.

This area is only affected, and although it is also covered, it is not a dead end.

In that world, he had practiced penance for hundreds of thousands of years, intensively studying the Great Array, and now his attainments in the Dharma Circle had reached the peak, and his Dao deeds had increased even more rapidly than his Dao deeds.

In the past hundreds of thousands of years, Wang Ming has deduced the magic circle to the supreme realm!

Dozens of days later, he stopped deducing and found a difficult way to live, and then stopped step by step, gradually walking out of the Jedi and stepping towards the Emperor Pass.

"Fortunately, this is not the sealed main road!" Wang Ming sighed lightly, otherwise, he probably wouldn't be able to come back!

"Wang Ming, when did he get out of the customs?" When he came to the emperor's pass, Wang Ming shouted that he wanted to pass by, and the creatures guarding this giant city were surprised.

This is really a lot of trouble, they are enough to verify it repeatedly by dozens of means, and they are sure that it is really Wang Minghou, so they let him enter the city.

"What year is it now?" After coming back, Wang Ming asked this question as soon as possible.

The strong man in the city was suddenly a little surprised, what happened to Wang Ming?

When he learned that the years had not changed and he had not missed this life, Wang Ming breathed a sigh of relief and was completely relieved.

These people have an illusion that Wang Ming is not angry but mighty, more amazing than the immortal beings back then, what happened to him?

The next moment, Wang Ming disappeared from here, and truly returned for thirty-three days.

"Master!?" the red dragon shouted, and was the first to spot him.

Wang Ming's return to the Creation Gate caused a great chaos.

"You...... How has it changed?" these people all felt it, Wang Ming's eyes were full of vicissitudes, and there was a kind of tiredness, which was clearly the baptism of the years.

What has he experienced, has he encountered setbacks in the Immortal Realm?

"Are you okay?" Yu Meng worried, she had been looking over for dozens of days, worried that he would not be able to return safely, and she felt tormented in her heart.

"I'm fine!"

Wang Ming is in retreat, and he needs to be quiet.

Because, he's been through hundreds of thousands of years, is that true? In retrospect, it was too real to be unreal. Moreover, the growth of his strength is obvious, which cannot be faked.

Then, Wang Mingyuanshen shone brightly, and a snow-bright long knife came out of his body and slashed at himself.

What he wants to cut is distracting thoughts, trivial matters for hundreds of thousands of years, he must maintain a clear heart, ethereal and clear, otherwise, hundreds of thousands of years of memory will be too vicissitudes.

In the end, Wang Ming's primordial spirit is like crystal, still like the past.

Cultivators, many of them can still maintain their pure hearts when they are quite old, and such self-baptism is inevitable.

Wang Ming recovered, and he was full of vigor again.

After hundreds of thousands of years of experience, what he retained was the perception of cultivation, etc., and for some inconsequential things, he cut them all off.