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This ball of light, with a diameter of one zhang, is like a small world where the world is not divided, with a primordial aura.

"This is, the Power of the Origin!"

Qinglin was moved, and recognized at a glance that the so-called luck of the eight states was actually a kind of source power.

It's just that in addition to the power of the origin, the huge ball of light also has a strange aura, which seems to be the power of creation and the power of the Great Dao.

The power of the origin is a kind of power that is majored in the third-level territory.

"Yes, the second-level territory is to the third-level territory, just as the first-level territory is to the second-level territory. The stars of the first-level territory contain star power, which involves the second-level territory. The second-level territory contains the power of the origin and involves the third-level territory. It's a relationship that rises sequentially. ”

"When it comes to the second-level territory, a star crystal, a supreme has star power in his body, which is a very ordinary thing. However, in the first-level territory, only one star has star power, and monks are very rare for star power. ”

"In the final analysis, it is a relationship of vision, looking at adults from the eyes of children, and always feeling that everything is new. ”

Qinglin suddenly smiled, and had a further understanding of the power of the origin.

In this way, the so-called one-state luck can make a god emperor, and it can be explained.

"Qinglin, you are wrong, Governor Ben will let you know now how wrong you are!"

Zhao Mu roared, holding the luck of the eighth state in one hand, and carefully attracting a trace of origin power with the other hand, quickly descending into his own power, and then turning into a palm, volleying towards Qinglin.

The huge palm shadow, the outer contour is inlaid with a layer of misty mist, and the strength has more than doubled.

"Whether it's Qing's fault or your fault, you'll know next. ”

Qing Lin sneered, without the slightest nervousness, his big hand stretched out, and a fist slammed into the huge palm shadow.

The colorful gods circulate, and what Qinglin uses is the law of the five elements.

The power of the law versus the power of the origin, the reason why Qing Lin dared to do this was because he decided that Zhao Mu had not touched the power of the origin and did not dare to attract too much of the power of the origin.

The power of the five elements is excite, so that the power of this punch is constantly enhanced.

The shadow of the fist was also sharply enlarged, and then collided with the palm shadow.

Qinglin stood in the void and did not move, while Zhao Mu was shocked back for thousands of miles. In between, the superior judgment is made.

However, Zhao Mu was not injured, but he became even worse.

This time, he directly induced a wisp of Eighth State Qi Luck the thickness of his little finger, and then refined it.

After a few breaths, a piece of aqua blue light diffused from Zhao Mu's body.

It was a vast sea, with big waves rushing in, threatening to sweep the world.

The law of Hanhai is a law of only rank.

Although it is only a law of the only level, at this time, it exerts a power that surpasses the law of the only level.

Zhao Mu has practiced this law for thousands of years, so that the power of this law has been sublimated.

This is true of any law, as long as it is practiced constantly, even ordinary laws can burst out with extraordinary power.

Coupled with Zhao Mu's blessing with the power of the origin, the power that burst out of the law of Hanhai suddenly became even more powerful.

The Hanhai rushed by, enveloping the green forest in an instant.

A heavy wave, just like Zhao Mu's anger, slapped towards Qinglin with an overbearing momentum.

Qinglin was silent, but with a wave of his hand, it instantly skyrocketed to millions of zhang long, from the bottom up, towards the sea of Hanhai.

The power of the flesh, the power of the law.

Qinglin's move was shocking, and when Zhao Mu saw it, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Just like the mainstay of the middle, Qinglin's palm stood still, dividing Hanhai into two halves.

Qinglin showed his movement method and rushed through the void.

After only a few breaths, Qinglin appeared in front of Zhao Mu.

"It's a shame that you are still the governor of the eighth state, and you guard Baoshan but don't know how to use it, so let Qing teach you how to use the power of luck!"

Qing Lin drank vigorously, stretched out his big hand, and directly in that misty mist, he grabbed a basin-sized mass, and then ran the Great Emperor Lu to devour it.

A pure source power entered Qing Lin's body, causing his entire body to swell up instantly.

Next, Qinglin slapped out with a palm, and the power of the origin in his body suddenly found an outlet and poured out.

The palm of the power of the origin is simply incomparable to the power of the law.

That palm was not large, but it was extremely powerful, and it directly penetrated Zhao Mu's chest.

A huge palm hole, the front and back are translucent, the blood flows for a long time, and the power of the origin at the wound is endless.

Zhao Mu's face changed greatly, he looked at Qinglin with his eyes open, and then looked at the void space behind him, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble.

"You...... You're from the Ninth State, and you're ...... Able to take advantage of the Eighth State ......"

Zhao Mu retreated, and pointed to Qinglin with an incredible face, as if he had seen the devil.

Qinglin laughed, until now, this Zhao Mu has not woken up, and he is really not an ordinary dull.

"Looking at the entire second-level territory, there is no power that Qing can't use!"

Qinglin sneered, and his big hand reached for the ball of light in Zhao Mu's hand, and the Great Emperor Lu moved, and the terrifying devouring power suddenly attacked.

The misty mist of the Dao Dao suddenly entered Qinglin's body like ten thousand flowing into the sea, and disappeared.

This is the power of the origin, and the green forest is directly devoured, not refined temporarily.

In an instant, a massive amount of origin power rushed into Qinglin's body, causing his body to instantly bulge into a round ball.

But Qinglin still didn't stop, and he couldn't bear to get involved in the luck of the ninth state. When dealing with the luck of the eighth state, there is no such scruples.

Zhao Mu thought that Qinglin couldn't use the luck of the eighth state, but he didn't want to, his understanding of the power of luck was just a scratch of the surface, and he couldn't compare with Qinglin at all.

The devouring speed of the Great Emperor Lu is extremely terrifying.

In just a few minutes, nearly one-third of the ball of light with a diameter of about one zhang was swallowed by Qinglin, and this devouring continued, as if it would never stop.

Zhao Mu's face changed wildly, he had the heart to stop Qinglin, but he was powerless at all.

He even has a crazy idea now, "Kill you bastard!"

After all, there is a limit to what a person can bear. Qinglin's body was already bulging like a ball, and if he swallowed it again, he might really be blown up and die.

Zhao Mu was looking forward to that moment.

But Zhao Mu didn't know that Qinglin dared to do this, which proved that he had his own reason.

At a certain moment, I saw behind Qinglin, a sea of purple moons flowing out.

In that vast ocean, there were as many as 900,000 purple moons.

As the green forest continued to devour, the number of purple moons gradually increased.

950,000 rounds, 960,000 rounds......