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When they saw the colorful fairy gold man, everyone was even more shocked.

Wang Ming promised to arrange the next peerless array, collect heaven and earth, and conceive a colorful immortal golden man, so that he could complete the final transformation.

Then, Wang Ming traveled again and went on the road alone.

Back then, he took the path of being a species, and the Great Elder asked him to baptize his body, forge the Yuan Shen, and make a lot of preparations.

Among them, there is a place where there is a bamboo and a yellow spring fruit to ward off evil spirits, and after taking it, it can temper its tenacious and incorruptible original spirit, and today he revisits his hometown.

A majestic mountain, hidden in the void, difficult to find, and even more difficult to climb, Wang Ming needed to hold the Great Elder's jade block to get close.

But now, he climbed to the top of the mountain in one step and saw the golden temple built by the law, the Hanging Temple.

He walked straight over, stepped into the Void Divine Bridge, and stepped onto the "Immortal Hill".

In this secret world, there is the Divine Bamboo to ward off evil spirits, as well as the Huangquan Fruit, and it was rumored that these two things can be cracked after they are ripe to the extreme.

However, no one has ever succeeded.

Wang Ming came here not for those two divine objects, he had already taken them, and he was ready to let the people of the Creation Gate come here to sharpen and gain opportunities in the future.

He's here for the Heroic Spirit!

The place where Huangquan fruit grows is the land of extreme yin, and there are countless war spirits buried in this place, Wang Ming has seen with his own eyes, the horror of those heroic spirits.

Among them, the light of the primordial gods emitted by several heroic spirits in the darkness was extraordinarily bright, and they all turned masculine, no longer cold, with the breath of immortals.

This is the heroic spirit of the past thirty-three days, after being killed in battle, he was buried in Xianqiu, which became their resting place.

Wang Ming is here and wants to invite them to fight again!

The dim fairy hill is filled with black mist, but if you open the eyes of the sky, you can see that one after another clouds of Yuan Shen light are rising and falling, sleeping, and there are too many heroic spirits.

Among them, there were several heroic spirits, exceptionally powerful, and the king was convinced that after they had been killed in battle, they had evolved here, and their spirits had become unrivaled again.

There are a few heroic spirits who are almost close to the fairy road, golden yellow, masculine and blazing!

"Seniors, although I don't want to wake you up, I still came, I'm ashamed, some words are difficult to say, but I have to say, I want you to go out of the mountain and continue to fight. ”

Wang Ming lowered his head, he was really uncomfortable and uncomfortable, because this was a heroic spirit who died in battle, and he had done his best to protect this world in the past, and now he had to invite them out of the mountain.

This is the embodiment of obsession, and it is the breeding of fragments of the soul.

If you die in battle, the last mark will be gone.

Therefore, Wang Ming felt guilty in his heart and it was difficult to speak, but he had to come, and the thirty-third day of today was the most critical moment, and he was powerless to return to heaven alone.

Then he came to a boulder, where a yellowed piece of paper sealed the place.

An old farmer manifested and sighed, "I didn't expect you to really come." ”

This old peasant is a painting on the stone wall, he has been psychic, incarnated, knows everything here, and once pointed out Wang Ming.

He once said that if you open the seal, you can take away the heroic spirit here and participate in the big war, but it may also be a double-edged sword, what if the heroic spirit is not convinced?

"Senior, come with me!" Wang Ming said to the old farmer.

Then, he uncovered the old yellowed rune paper, and with a bang, the place shook violently, and dozens of millions of heroic spirits howled, shaking the heavens and the earth.

The immortal mound cracked, the earth and stones splashed, the whole earth was sinking, collapsing, and millions of heroic spirits were born, all of them were light clusters, and finally they either turned into human forms, or turned into giant beasts, or turned into divine birds, all races.

Back then, many immortal beings were buried here after they died in battle, so the heroic spirits born here are extremely powerful!

Sure enough, those golden heroic spirits, when they rushed together, they brought a terrifying wind, accompanied by a blazing aura, and they were really close to the immortal path.

Of course, the most powerful man is exactly what the old peasant told him back then, buried deep underground, and has been sleeping.

There are actually three statues, soaring into the sky, turning into human form, all of which are real immortal figures.

It can be imagined how terrifying it is that they were powerful in life and turned into heroic spirits after death.

"You woke us up?" said an immortal spirit, purple and golden, with no flesh and blood, just a soul body.

"Yes, the younger generation is ashamed to disturb the sleep of the seniors. Wang Ming was really guilty.

"Don't blame yourself, the reason why we exist is to wait for this day to fight on the battlefield again!"

"It is precisely because we have an obsession in our hearts that we are willing to fight again that we can turn into heroic spirits, and the ultimate meaning of our life is to return to the battlefield again, to fight the enemy, and to fight the last strength!"

Some of the Heroic Spirits are from the previous era, and some of the Heroic Spirits are even older and cannot be verified, otherwise there would be no immortal beings!

Wang Ming didn't expect that they were so simple, which made his eyes slightly sour, and he didn't need to explain anything, this group of heroic spirits was going to follow him.

"Go out with you, I probably won't be able to survive for long. A Heroic Reminder.

"It doesn't matter, after you go out, your predecessors will have a creation, and you can be sheltered and nourished by heaven and earth. Wang Ming said.

He told him that now there is a huge amount of wish power in the Creation Gate, which can help all the heroic spirits to give birth to yang energy, get rid of dead energy, and become more and more powerful.

Soon after, when the wind was blowing, Wang Ming brought back an army of millions and arranged them in the huge palaces all over the Creation Gate, standing there like his statues.

From then on, these heroic spirits will be baptized by the power of will, and they will become stronger and stronger.

After Wang Ming's arrangement, he went on the road alone again and traveled again.

He went to the immeasurable heavens, and then he went all the way north, into the ocean.

With a sigh, in this North Sea, he had fallen into the time vortex with the golden armor divine power ants, and saw the empress in white, the woman crossed time and space, and talked to him.

It's a pity that this heavenly machine has worn everything out, and he can't remember the news that the Empress in White told him.

looks close, but as the empress in white said, they are separated by time, one step at a time, one era at a time, too far apart, and some things cannot be reversed.

The Empress in White once went back in the lower reaches of the long river of time to repel the Immortal King, and also folded blood-stained paper boats on the bank of Kunpeng's nest, and also manifested here.

Wang Ming was silent for a long time and finally left.

He went to a stone forest, a stone forest located in the middle of the sea, in fact, one peak after another, and the Immortal Sutra was found in the ultimate depths of this place.

He once fought Jin Wuji there, encountered the Immortal Refining Pot, and obtained the Immortal Sutra with difficulty.

This time, he wasn't going to the Ultimate Place, but to get close to the giant mountains there.

"This is it!"

Wang Ming looked up, on the several huge mountains that no one had climbed in the history of this era, there were strange and indescribable things.

On one of the huge mountains, there is an ancient coffin, and a human skin fell back then, which was terrifying and boundless, and it was suspected that the ghost had become a fairy.

On another huge mountain, there used to be a creature sitting cross-legged, looking down down.

Now he's here again, and he's seen again.

Rumble!

This time, Wang Ming did not hesitate, jumped up, and rushed to the peak, this is a forbidden place, outsiders are not allowed to board.

However, now Wang Ming's cultivation is not the same, and the forbidden land that was once untreadable is now like walking on the ground, and he has come up.

An ancient coffin hangs on the cliff.

At this time, the ancient coffin was closed, and there was a terrifying humanoid creature next to it, covered with red hair, half a foot long, with black nails, like an iron hook, it closed its eyes, guarding the ancient coffin.

Roar......

Feeling something, the creature covered in blood-colored hair opened its eyes, and with a loud cry, the mountains and ravines trembled, and the distant ocean rolled up monstrous waves, scattering the clouds in the sky.

It was a ghostly creature, so hideous, with red hair on its face, and when it opened its mouth, it was extremely scarlet, with only its fangs snow-white.

Its eyes are also red, and they are terrifying.

"Supreme Realm. Wang Ming saw through its cultivation, and then nodded, looking forward to the creatures in this ancient coffin.

Bang!

When this supreme-level vicious creature came to kill, Wang Ming dropped his finger and suppressed him, unable to move.

"Fellow Daoist, please come out and see you. ”

Bang dang!

The lid of the coffin flipped off, and a human skin floated out of it, then swelled, and finally floated in mid-air, with a cold glow shining in the hollow eye sockets.

Then, in the ancient coffin, another person sat up, covered in blood, without skin, extremely terrifying and bloody, and the skin belonged to him.

"Fellow Daoist, let's put on fairy skin. Wang Ming said flatly.

"It was skinned in the past, but it is difficult to heal when it is clothed today. The voice was cold.

However, in the end, the skin still fused with the flesh and blood blurred body, this is an old man, the pores are bleeding all over his body, it is conceivable that he died a miserable death back then.

"There are really ghosts and fairies in this world. Wang Ming sighed lightly.

"Yes!" replied someone on another peak, a creature with long gray hair and dead gray eyes, sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain.

Wang Ming had seen him early in the morning, but ignored it.

In the past, when he passed by here, he saw the person sitting cross-legged, and this ancient coffin floating off the skin of a person, suspecting that the ghost had become an immortal.

"We don't want to step into the red dust, what are you waiting for me?"

At this moment, on a huge mountain in the distance, a woman also spoke, her face was as pale as snow, and she was a ghost fairy.

"There are some doorways, how did you become an immortal?" Wang Ming asked.

"Is it necessary to tell you?" the gray-haired man spoke, and with a thud, he shot at Wang Ming.

Bang!

Wang Ming grabbed his wrist and said coldly: "I have killed a true immortal, the three immortals, do you want to try?"

As soon as these words came out, the place fell silent, and the three ghosts and immortals were silent for a long time.

"Fellow Daoist, why are you here?" said the old man in the ancient coffin, who looked the oldest.

He looked at Wang Ming's indifferent face, and said: "We are immortal corpses born from psychic psychics, and have produced consciousness, which is not a real immortal, but due to the special nature of this place, the corpse retains its activity, and the mana is still there before death, so it can exert the power of the immortal path." ”

He was also honest and told the origin.

They are all new primordial gods born from immortal corpses, and their physical bodies are incomparably powerful, equivalent to true immortals, but the primordial gods are not so strong, and they don't even know any methods.

"You have true immortal-level mana, but you lack immortal means, I want to ask you to go out of the mountain, and then give you the immortal path scriptures, and even the immortal king scriptures!" Wang Ming said.

The three ghost immortals, after hearing this, suddenly breathed quickly and were tempted.

In the end, after some secret talks, they agreed to leave with Wang Ming.

For these three people, Wang Ming knew that only when he was alive would they be obedient and could deter them, and once he left, it might be a disaster.

However, he is not afraid, he is confident that he can be suppressed forever!

Fifteen hundred years, the years have passed, and so on.

The Creation Gate is at its peak, and most of the people in the world have worshiped the Creation Gate, and now they have grown up and guarded the Quartet.

In particular, the Colorful Immortal Golden Man came out of the customs, and after the Great Perfection, he was comparable to the master of the Immortal Dao, sitting in the dark universe to guard against the invasion of dark creatures, and at the same time, he absorbed the essence of the sun, moon and stars here to further cultivate.

There is also that group of heroic spirits, under the nourishment of the power of willingness, the three immortal Dao heroic spirit masters stabilized the Dao fruit, and a few are close to the true immortal realm and guard the Creation Gate.

The three ghosts and immortals are also very responsible, guarding the border passages.

Of course, from beginning to end, Wang Ming's incarnation of wish power followed and guarded together.

In fact, these years have not been peaceful, whether it is the passage in the deserted and uninhabited area, or the dark passage in the depths of the universe, cracks will appear every once in a while, rushing over the creatures.

It can be said that the monks of the Creation Gate have been fighting for so many years, and they have spent their time in fierce battles.

The only fortunate thing is that this side is the era of the end of the law, which makes the creatures over there very jealous, and they dare not really penetrate the two worlds, and they are restraining anything.

At the same time, Wang Ming invited the Lord of the Forbidden Zone, the Crystal Skull and a few other old monsters to arrange them together, and he was a little relieved that the Immortal King could not cross the border.

"The boundary sea is in chaos, there are creatures about to land on the shore, the foreign land is preparing for war, and the immortal king is like a great enemy!" said the lord of the forbidden area.

Hundreds of years ago, Wang Ming finally went to the world, and never went again, because there were creatures beginning to approach and were about to climb the dike!

There will definitely be a battle there, and it is destined to be extremely fierce, and the creatures who land first will stop the enemy!

"Have you researched anything about that rotten wooden box?" Wang Ming asked the master of the forbidden area.

Since returning from the Emperor's Fall Era, Wang Ming handed over the rotten wooden box to the lord of the forbidden area and trusted him completely.

"No, it still won't be opened. ”

Although this thing is very important, it just can't be opened, and even the master of the forbidden area has a headache and can't do anything, and it can't unite a few old monsters such as the crystal skull.

They admit that this thing is very important, it is a mysterious artifact of the Emperor's Fall Era, perhaps more mysterious than the origin artifact of the foreign land and the burial area!

"Here we go again!"

Suddenly, Wang Ming got up, he got the news that he had to quickly rush to the depths of the dark universe, and the black ** lotus appeared again, and to open the passage, it was necessary to use the fire in Wang Ming's body to burn it.

Oh......

This time, it was a little different, in the dark universe, a group of dark creatures rushed over, with a tragic evil aura and a thick black fog.