Chapter 320: Artifacts Gather

Time flies, more than a month has passed in a blink of an eye

During this time, the whole world was in chaos, many righteous leaders were slaughtered, and Chen Xiaoming was already listed as a heinous demon.

The original Five Shang Immortals, because of Zixun, Bai Zihua died, and he also returned again.

The leaderless people of the righteous path, under the leadership of the three great immortals of Donghua, Wuji, and Tanfan, gathered together and wanted to kill Chen Xiaoming.

In the Seven Killings Palace, Shan Chunqiu wanted to take advantage of the rout of the decency to make a move, but because of the existence of the three great immortals, he could only continue to stay in the Seven Killings Palace.

The Seven Killing Demon Monarch Killing Qianmo was in retreat, no longer paying attention to foreign affairs, and wanted to break through the Ten Heavens and fight Chen Xiaoming again.

And during this period of time, Chen Xiaoming has taken Hua Qiangu, Shuo Feng and others to collect the remaining ten artifacts on the one hand, and let Hua Qiangu scatter his heart on the other.

The coast of the East China Sea

"Master, look, there's a flying fish over there!"

For more than a month, Hua Qiangu's spirit has improved a lot, and with the company and lobbying of Chen Xiaoming and Shuo Feng, he has gradually let go of the matter of staying in the mountain.

At this moment, barefoot, placed on the beach, smiling and pointing to the flying fish jumping up in the distance, I couldn't help cheering.

"Be careful, little bones!"

Looking at Hua Qiangu, who ran quickly, Chen Xiaoming stood on the rocks on the shore and reminded with a chuckle.

"When are you ready to be one."

Shuo Feng's figure came from behind, stood beside Chen Xiaoming, looked at Chen Xiaoming, and asked.

The Ten Directions Artifact had already been gathered a week ago, but Chen Xiaoming had not done it for a long time.

"Well, are you ready?"

Sighing lightly, looking at the frolicking flowers in the distance, Chen Xiaoming is not a ruthless person.

Hua Qiangu was able to come out like this, thanks to Shuofeng's lobbying.

Under this kindness, if it weren't for the fact that he had to obtain the power of the desolation, he wouldn't mind, and he would never let the ten artifacts be unified.

"I have never known the purpose of my existence, I have been lonely for too long, maybe it is really like the future I see, my existence is just to fulfill her."

Shuo Feng looked at Hua Qiangu from afar, lonely for too long, the only friend, just this simple-minded girl.

"Don't tell her the truth, leave her a memory, to be able to know her as a friend, it is not in vain that I came to this world."

Shuo Feng's body flickered with light, and he looked at Hua Qiangu with a commemorative gaze, and then merged into the Yanshui Jade of the body without hesitation.

"Buzz!"

The Yanshui jade in Chen Xiaoming's hand flashed and shook slightly, but it was intact again.

"Ugh."

With a complicated expression, Chen Xiaoming glanced at it, and when he turned his right hand, he saw that in the palm of his hand, a red light flickered, but the light was very weak, like a candle flame, as if it would be blown out by the wind at any time.

"Go."

With a flick of his fingers, the red light disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye, and Chen Xiaoming looked up at the vast void in front of him.

The divine light burst out, opening the path of reincarnation, protecting the red light and leaving.

After a long time, Chen Xiaoming retracted his gaze and breathed a sigh of relief.

The other party was a part of Yanshui Jade, and even if he used all his strength, he could only intercept a small part and keep it.

The mutilated soul body does not know how many lifetimes it will take to be reincarnated before it can be awakened.

"See you soon!"

With a light word, Chen Xiaoming's figure moved, but a spiritual power clone appeared, and then he glanced at him, nodded, and turned directly into a streamer.

galloped all the way, until it came to the western border of Shu, and then stopped.

"This is it."

With his previous experience, Chen Xiaoming was not ready to let Hua Qiangu participate again this time.

The spiritual power in the body gathered, and the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth surged, and with a wave of Chen Xiaoming's right hand, all the artifacts of the ten directions flew upward.

"Hey!"

Without hesitation, as soon as his mind moved, he saw the rotation of the ten directions artifact, and then the light shone brightly, slowly merging into one.

"Go."

A drop of blood flew out, and on top of the ten party artifacts, there was a blood seal, but some of the blood of a thousand bones could naturally be easily broken.

"Boom ............"

In an instant, thunderclouds were all over the sky, and in the middle of the thunderclouds, a huge whirlpool was formed, and within the whirlpool, there was a huge ruin island.

Chen Xiaoming only glanced at it, stepped out directly, and flew into the whirlpool.

Within the whirlpool, as soon as Chen Xiaoming stepped in, he entered the illusory space, above the sky, a blood moon hanged, emitting a little fluorescence around it, and the space was intertwined.

The power of the spirit swept across, a little under his feet, and went straight to one place.

But in the blink of an eye, I came to an ancient tree, and there seemed to be a figure on the tree, wrapped in strange plants.

"This is it."

Chen Xiaoming glanced at it, and his right hand reached directly at the wrapped young man.

I don't know each other, Chen Xiaoming won't save him, what he wants is just the power of the wilderness.

"Boom!"

The majestic power of the desolation poured into his body, and Chen Xiaoming's spiritual power was fully controlled, instilling towards the faint silver light.

"Be useful!"

It took him a lot of hard work to collect the Ten Directions Artifact, just for this moment.

"Boom!"

The power of the desolation poured into the silver light, and the light exploded instantly, and the originally weak power became majestic again in the blink of an eye.

Chen Xiaoming's spiritual body was shrouded in silver light, and above the void behind him, a huge phantom of an ancient tree slowly emerged.

"Whew, it's good to be useful!"

Seeing that the power of the Spatial Origin Dao had recovered again, Chen Xiaoming breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but secretly marvel.

This thing that I gave to myself in the past is awesome, but it is not the power of the spatial origin, and it can also be supplemented.

The silver light shone brightly, absorbing the power of the desolation and replenishing itself.

It takes seven days of hard work for the island to be formed, and it takes seven days for Chen Xiaoming to absorb the complete power of the desolation.

These seven days are full of uncertainties, if it was before, Chen Xiaoming would probably be a little worried, but now he doesn't have to worry.

Glancing around, the silver light directly enveloped the ruin island, and the illusion of disillusionment had disappeared into the vast world.

The power of the Spatial Origin Dao is not something that the people of this world can resist at all.

Sitting cross-legged, Chen Xiaoming calmed down, absorbed the power of the wilderness with all his attention, and didn't care about everything in the outside world.

Time passed little by little, and seven days later, the silver light in Chen Xiaoming's body gradually dimmed, condensing into a mark imprinted on Chen Xiaoming's spiritual body.

Chen Xiaoming, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes, and two silver rays burst out, and an astonishing momentum erupted from his body.

"Huh, the power of the wilderness, it really didn't disappoint me!"

(End of chapter)