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Even Gan Luosheng frowned, just now with the strength of all the families, he had already sensed that the misty miasma beast that was wandering nearby had been frightened away. But in less than a breath, thousands of troops and horses were killed, this is to move the rescuers?

Of course, the misty miasma wouldn't tell them that someone had exploded their chrysanthemums in the back, otherwise how could they summon the entire clan to dispatch.

Originally, it was enough to scare away the five-headed demon to scare away the peak mist beasts, anyway, as spirits, they had extremely high cultivation talents, but it was difficult to derive spiritual intelligence. Even the peak of the demon general is just a vague understanding of things, and he can't make any judgment at all.

The consequence of the mist miasma beast pouring out of the nest is to draw out a mist miasma beast whose strength is comparable to that of the celestials. When they first saw the Heavenly and Human Mist Miasma Beast, many disciples were intimidated by that fierce momentum, and there were flaws in their Dao hearts. Gan Luosheng, Ding Mo, Li Yan and others also silently recited the secret of purifying their hearts and forcibly calmed their minds after a short period of distraction.

"Don't panic, everyone, but there is a spirit comparable to the power of heaven and man, just deal with it carefully. The senior brothers of each family spoke out to convince them, at this moment it is really a matter of life and death, and the slightest carelessness is death.

The tide of misty beasts is surging with the miasma. Gan Luosheng had seen the venom sprayed by the Mist Miasma Beast, and reminded, "Be careful of those Mist Miasma Venom, which is ten thousand times more toxic than ordinary Mist Miasma. ”

The surging mist miasma has swept in, although many mist miasma beasts have been killed on the periphery of the valley, but only now have these disciples seen the true face of the misty miasma beasts, the body is like a dog, with long teeth and short tails, and a single horn in front of the forehead, is this a hybrid of grassland hyenas?

Although he scolded thousands of times in his heart, when the angry mist miasma beast stabbed out its horn, it was still necessary to avoid it carefully. I didn't see the disciples of the War King Sect thinking that they were not afraid of close combat, and they were pierced through the heart by a single horn, and their whole body was poisoned and corrupted into blood.

This fight is destined to be bloody. If it is said that in front of the boundary gate, the disciples of the various avenues, sects, and families are reserved and have not caused too many casualties, then now the **** duel of life and death is destined to have me without you.

The sword in Zuo Simu's hand glowed, slashing left and right in the misty beast tide, killing happily.

"I didn't find this guy so murderous before. "Zuo Ye attached his mind to several disciples of the Zuo clan of Southern Chu, and the rest of the people were not important, but the Zuo clan's own family still had to be preserved.

Seeing that they were fighting in the past, Zuo Ye was also ready to set off to collect the dead wood and vermilion fruit.

Relieved of the spirit spirit, Zuo Ye looked a little tired, but time was pressing, he converged his breath and turned it into a line, and drilled into the core area where the dead wood and vermilion fruit grow.

When Zuo Ye entered the core area, Gan Luosheng, who was struggling to support him in the distance, seemed to be aware of it, but here his consciousness could not reach out five steps away from the deity, and he was able to perceive it thanks to his powerful spiritual sense.

Besides, Zuo Yefei descended on the core area and found that the mist miasma here had been compressed to the limit, and it had to fight with the venom spewed out by the misty miasma. As soon as he touched Zuo Ye's entire left arm, he was contaminated with a miasma, his true qi was instantly corroded and conquered, and his skin aged rapidly like the withered bark of an old tree, followed by the meridians in his body, and finally the bone and blood marrow.

"It is said that things must be opposed, and no one said that the place where the root of all spirits exists is where the great poison is. Zuo Ye muttered, but the speed was not slow at all. Fortunately, not only is the mist miasma highly poisonous, but the aura is also the strongest. The aura of the outside world can liquefy into rain, and here it will completely solidify into ice.

Walking through the 'glacier', the virtual image of the two-winged golden dragon behind the left night became more and more condensed, especially the eyes seemed to be shining with a brilliant divine light.

To solve the bell, you need to tie the bell, and the only thing that can solve this fog miasma is the dead wood and vermilion that grows in the deepest part. In the constant consumption and absorption, the stakes in this tug-of-war are the lives of the left night.

"Tell me the fuck, there are people who fall off a cliff and can pick up the peerless Dao Method, the blessed land and the heavens. No one asked if it hurt when the air carrier fell?"

He found that he was a sage, not a Daoist immortal who had cultivated to become a transcendent saint, but a kind of moral Confucianism whose ideological realm had broken away from vulgarity and reached the pinnacle. And just when he lamented the ignorance of the world, through the 'glacier', he saw a touch of light, and the breath full of vitality made the sea of qi that had not yet been unsealed have a sense of rebirth.

"Millennial Zhuguo?"

It is rumored that the root of all spirits, which blooms once in 500 years and bears fruit once in 500 years, ordinary people can cut down the hair and wash the marrow, give birth to the best spiritual root, and achieve god-level root bones. However, since the Great Wilderness, no one has achieved the best spiritual root and god-level root bone because of a vermilion fruit. I only heard that in the mythological era, there was a peerless emperor who had dull qualifications when he was young, mixed spiritual roots, and the root bones were empty, and then he got a vermilion fruit in a certain experience, and then cut the hair and wash the marrow, and was reborn to stand out in the immortal competition, preach the Dao Emperor, and even finally become an immortal.

In Zuo Ye's opinion, this kind of almost nonsense myths and legends have made countless people tout superstitions, and even Zhu Guo has another name - "Ascension Immortal Fruit".

"If you can prove that the emperor becomes an immortal by relying on Zhu Guo, Lao Tzu will eat him as food. Zuo Ye could only pout his lips to express his envy and jealousy. It's not really envious that you can become an immortal by eating Zhu Guo, the immortal cultivation world calls Zhu Guo the holy fruit of cultivating immortals, it can indeed improve the quality of spiritual roots and root bones, but more importantly, Zhu Guo is known as the root of all souls, and after taking it, it can enhance the perception and affinity of the aura of heaven and earth, and build a perfect foundation.

It is similar to the wonderful spirit god of the great heavenly gods who open the eyes of Hongmeng, but Zhu Guo's affinity is that he can better integrate into heaven and earth and fit the way of heaven. And the spirit god is the lord of all spirits, the existence above all spirits. If Zuo Ye wanted to fully control this divine spirit, he would have to let his spirit be promoted, and he would also transcend all spirits and become a realm equivalent to the spirit god.

In the more ancient times, there was a spiritual Taoism, similar to the way of cultivating heaven, in which spiritual cultivation constantly improved its spiritual power to break through the limits of heaven and earth and become a Taoist. Back then, Zuo Ye had seen records about ancient spiritual cultivation on the seventh floor of the Tibetan Star, and thought that the spiritual cultivation path was similar to the current Divine Soul Dao, but it was just the manifestation of the hidden power in the body, but the performance was different.

Hongmeng Pupil is a gift, and if you want to master it thoroughly, you also need a cultivation strength that matches it.

Zhu Guo, the left night is bound to win.

Thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant, but Zuo Ye's movements became more and more agile.

"It can't be helped. "Tired by the toxicity of the fog miasma, Zuo Ye has changed from a hairy child to a withered old man in dozens of breaths, and his body is decayed to the point of almost being destroyed, even if it is a special physique, before awakening, it is only stronger than the physique of ordinary monks.

Zhu Guo is close at hand, and Zuo Ye will certainly not give up easily.

Cloud dust step, cloud scroll floating in the world

Zuo Ye ran the small amount of true qi in his body, turned into a wind and clouds, and spun up to the Nine Heavens. The miasma, thick as gray smoke, is attracted by the vortex and quickly solidifies into ice. Disperse all the essence of Ying Long and attach it to the whole body, and the mind will return to the sea of knowledge frantically, and consolidate the barrier of sea knowledge. With a two-pronged approach, the Ten Thousand Dao Rivers of the Sea of Knowledge twisted into a formation, releasing a powerful void soul, and Ying Long reappeared.

Take essence as the bone, and deify the soul

The combination of Ying Long's essence and void soul and Ying Long's chaos is the technique of Zuo Ye's Ying Long Jue and the Ten Realms of the Ancient Immortal Dao - the soul path.

Ying Dragon Fighting Alchemy

Unlike in the past, when only the essence of Ying Long could be carried to manifest the dragon-shaped wall, Ying Long's essence and void soul were both created by Zuo Ye by refining the soul, which can be said to come from the same source. When he was in retreat in the Chu Palace, he sensed that the simultaneous operation of two forces would resonate, but he had never been able to break through the mystery. At this moment, the situation is forced, and I don't want to make it happen, so I have practiced a spell.

Summoning the blessing of the ancient dragon divine power with the void soul and essence. The dragon behind Zuo Ye was like a resurrection, and his divine eyes burst out with brilliant blue light, like a divine sword that ran through the nine heavens. The wings shook Xuanhuang, the wind and thunder were unforgivable, and the 'reborn' Ying Long coiled around the left night, and Hehe Longwei instantly exploded and emptied the breath of a hundred steps in a radius. The dragon roared in the sky, the sound waves were like a tide, and the rolling sound waves almost shattered the 'glacier'.

The spell is just beginning, and Zuo Ye is not yet handy. But he knew that the limits of this spell didn't stop there.

After the Ying Long divine power he summoned almost devoured himself, he had to disperse the magic blessing, but the collapse of his physical body had also reached its limit.

At this time, Zuo Ye finally believed that 'all those who are lucky should have heaven's help'. After performing the last mastery, Zuo Ye's soul power and true qi have been exhausted, and when the mist swells back, he will no longer be able to resist. At the moment of life and death, Zuo Ye slammed into the last glacier, and the glacier was already extremely vulnerable under the continuous attacks of Dragon Shadow, Dragon Might, and Sound Attack. Left Night crashed into it and pressed it over the other side. And that's where the dead wood and vermilion are.

Zuo Ye's consciousness gradually collapsed, and his withered hand fell on a handful of wasteland, and nearly half of the withered rhizome was exposed, as if twitching, and the withered hand hooked the root of the tree and there was no movement.

Surrounded by glaciers, there is a pure land. A half-man-tall dead dwarf tree took root in the pure land, and three or five vermilion fruits bore on the shriveled branches, hanging low like wind chimes. There was no wind, but there seemed to be the sound of the wind flowing, the fruit swaying with the wind, sprinkling a little spiritual light, and under the roots of the tree fell an 'old man', with a withered body, crane hair and goosebumps, and a strong dead air under the cover of the miasma of fog.

The aura fell on the withered hand, and it didn't change at first, but when the aura continued to spill out, the withered hand flicked slightly.

The fruit swayed softly, as if to summon it.

Zuo Ye's consciousness was still sleeping, and his mind had been wandering towards the Heavenly Emperors of the Golden Realm. However, the hand that hooked the dead wood became conscious, and when he slowly withdrew his strength, there was an extra fruit in his hand that was as fresh as a flame and as red as gold.

"There is a legend in the world, the millennium Zhuguo blooms in 500 years, bears fruit in 500 years, and people can live forever if they obey it, Xiuxian asked; 100,000 years Zhuguo blooms in 50,000 years, and bears fruit in 50,000 years, and the heaven and earth of immortal food live together, and it is not destroyed or destroyed. ”

"There Are Immortals"