Chapter 470: How Many Years!

The altar is huge, and it is only when you enter this place that you realize that the space here is indeed very large, because you can't see the edges. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The surrounding misty road shrouded and obscured the field of vision, and the vision within ten zhang was limited, while the bright light in front of it was always there, not far or near, but it felt as if it was out of reach.

Mu Ming stood beside the two monks who were unconscious, his eyes calm, while Wang Yuan collected a large pile of hedrons and some divine treasures, and even carefully flipped through an ancient book, but then shook his head, as if dissatisfied, so he put the book back into the arms of one of them.

Closing his eyes and feeling the movement of the leather scroll and the giant egg in his body, Mu Ming sighed lightly, there were more and more cracks on the surface of the giant egg, and the leather scroll also fluctuated significantly.

Dozens of jade bottles were opened one after another, and there were all kinds of pills in them, at least more than sixty percent of the medicinal power, and they all surrounded the giant egg, which was naturally a harvest, and some of the wooden names were left, and the others were given to the giant egg, and above the leather scroll were strange stones, exuding a faint blood light, and some remnant treasures, all of which were left by the Divine Realm monks, and there were also some ancient book totems that were ingested.

There are also some mysterious powers floating around the body of the undead, emanating from a piece of jet-black jade, with the power of the curse, and Kikina feels terrified!

"It's the ninth wave, junior brother, do you want to stop!" Wang Yuan asked.

Mu Ming said: "Senior brother's divine treasure materials have been collected?"

Wang Yuan knew it in his heart, and blurted out: "Seven distraction realms, sixteen transformation god realms, their treasures are enough for me to refine three divine treasures of the divine realm! Moreover, there are so many high-grade spars, and there are tens of thousands of medium-grade crystals, even if the junior brother only takes two percent, it is enough for me to cultivate to the peak of distraction." ”

Mu Ming's head, in fact, he also knew it in his heart, but it was all divided by the existence in his body, but he himself only left some herbs and a few pills.

"If Senior Brother leaves here, can Senior Brother be sure that he will be able to collect so many things in a short period of time?"

Mu Ming did not answer Wang Yuan's question, but continued to ask rhetorically.

Wang Yuan hesitated, and finally shook his head: "I'm afraid I won't be able to do it for ten years, and even lose my life!"

This is also his helplessness, he is a concubine, his status in the clan is not high, and the cultivation resources he has obtained since he was a child are very few, this is still his continuous efforts to break through himself in order to make himself attract the attention of the people in the clan, otherwise he can only be an unknown child.

Thinking of this, he nodded vigorously.

Seeing this, Mu Ming chuckled and said, "Senior brother, don't worry, let's stop after we get enough spirits, otherwise I'm afraid we will attract the attention of some old monsters!"

But at this moment, the two suddenly felt that their breath was locked, but a tall figure appeared from a haze in the distance, and the two took a deep breath and couldn't help but lift their spirits.

After waiting for so long, I finally saw a spirit take the initiative to appear, and the breath was huge!

Wang Yuan's hand shook, a spear appeared in his hand, Mu Ming pinched the seal with both hands, and a yin and yang fish appeared.

"Kill!" The two of them had already cooperated, directly changed their body methods, and fought towards the haze, and for a while the runes flew around, and their spirits became furious.

At the moment when the two of them were fighting, far away from the two of them, a Distraction Realm monk woke up, he only felt a blur in his mind, but suddenly he touched his waist, but it was empty!

"Who the hell is it! Snatching people's money is like killing parents! This hatred is not shared with the sky!" After a long time, this person looked up to the sky and roared, his voice full of anger, unwillingness, and despair!

How many years of accumulation, hundreds of high-grade spars have disappeared like this, how many pills have disappeared, how many treasures, I am usually reluctant to use them, but at this time there is no trace.

After the anger, the man tried to recall the previous thoughts, and finally his eyes were gloomy, and faintly he also heard what seemed to be an angry roar, and after a moment of silence, he finally got up.

Naturally, the two of them didn't know all this, but even if they knew, they expected it, and they were naturally fearless.

Cultivation is originally a struggle against the sky, with the sky, with the earth, and with people, and most people struggle with people at the beginning, so cultivation is a process of cultivation by people at the beginning.

That's why there are so many retributions, so many causes and effects, including Zang Mou, who have produced so many causes and effects, and most of them have received karma with others, and this is probably the true meaning of cultivation.

Candle Jiuyin also came to the altar, but he was exuding his thoughts to check around, but after a while, he said softly: "Lost it! Find them as soon as possible, this is the only chance!"

Closing his eyes for a moment, he walked towards a certain place, there was the existence of Mu Ming in that direction, and there was a strange connection between the two, even if it blocked the five senses of many people here, but the slightest connection could not be cut off.

Feng Su appeared from the flash portal, and at this time, her cultivation had already broken through the Yuan Spirit, but she was alone, and Ye Xiaofeng and Mo Hurt were nowhere to be found.

She looked at the scenes here curiously, and finally entered the altar, Long Tian also appeared, appearing from a portal, but at this time he was scarred all over his body, and there were blood stains on the corners of his mouth, but he had reached the peak of the Yuan Spirit Realm, and he didn't know how to practice, and the speed of cultivation was absolutely amazing if Mu Ming saw it, the key was that his breath was extremely calm, as if he had been polished for many years.

Dao Tian rode a white unicorn from the void, exuding terrifying coercion, and there was a group of followers behind him, after glancing at the giants, he shook his head, and finally entered the altar as well.

Jin Liang was carrying a long sword, and there was a woman beside him, who was holding a broken sword in both hands, and looked at Jin Liang with special emotions in her eyes.

The golden scales seem to turn a blind eye, but somehow the roots of the ears have always been red, if Mu Ming sees it, he will definitely be suspicious, and the people who are so flat in the golden scales have not been at peace.

"Idiot, what are you looking at, don't enter that altar yet!" The woman beside her was naturally Qiu Jian, and she couldn't help but remind at this time.

Jin Liang glanced at it inadvertently, and then said softly: "You'll follow me later!" The voice was very low, if it wasn't close, it couldn't be heard, Qiu Jian was very close, so he naturally heard it clearly.

It's just that when Qiu Jian heard this, he didn't care: "Cultivation is not as high as me!" Having said that, he got closer to the golden scales.

Wang Yuan's old opponent, Li Yun also appeared, he still looked like a scholar, but there was a little more evil between his eyebrows, and his cuffs were tattered, but Xiuwei broke through the gods, and he didn't fall Wang Yuan at all, no wonder they were a pair of opponents, and Xiuwei was also chasing me.

After Eleven Lang saw the candle nine yin disappear, he hesitated for a moment and entered the altar, but his breath was extremely faint, like a yin wind, without a trace.

The door was wide open, and one after another of the high and low level monks gathered, for a while, the altar seemed to be overcrowded, but the fact was otherwise, many people only realized the unfathomable depth of the altar after entering it.

And the puppy in the mysterious space said to the boy: "It's almost!"

The boy slowly opened his eyes, and then slowly got up, as if he had a weight of thousands of pounds, so it was very slow.

The young man's face was indifferent, but a flame burned in the depths of his eyes.

"How many years!" the boy straightened up, standing straight from the way he got up, it was only two breaths, but it made the boy feel that the process was extremely slow, and then spit out those words.

Yes, how many years, how many years he has been silently calculating and deducing here, and then resuming his cultivation, until now, he has not relaxed.

How many years have passed, he can't remember clearly, but he really can't remember clearly, so it seems to be a sigh, but it is a question.

It's just that it doesn't matter anymore, everything is going to be turned over, and then a new life, but everyone understands that this process is bound to be vigorous, just because he is Zang Mou, one of the ten murderers in the past!

And on the peaks around the palace in the center, those Zang Mu, who had been transformed by their minds, suddenly fell silent at this time, even if they were communicating with others or fighting, their eyes were glowing a moment ago, or they were running their magical powers to the key points, but at this moment they were quiet, the seals in their palms were glowing, but their eyes were calm, regardless of the stunned monks around them, they immediately shut up.

After a moment of silence, a Zang Mushun moved first and said, "Fellow Daoist, farewell!"

I don't know how to say this to the monks around me or to those Zang Mu's thoughts, but there is a determination in his tone.

Another Zang Mu flew away, he didn't speak, just clenched his fists, and disappeared in an instant, and the speed was extremely fast.

After that, the third, the fourth, the fifth, then a thousand, ten thousand, a hundred thousand, a million, Zang Mu's thoughts were so many, almost endless, but at this time, they all appeared from the caves of the various mountain peaks, and then flew somewhere.

Some people saw this scene from a distance, they were first shocked, and then they thought of something, but they all remained silent, and they also felt a depression coming, about those Zang Mou's thoughts, and about what was about to happen, so it was inevitable that there was depression in their hearts.

In the end, there were only a few Zang Mu on the peaks of several peaks, and on the peaks where Ki Ming had stayed before, the old man who communicated with Mu Ming quietly watched this scene, and beside him was the little monk.

"Seniors can not go!, right?" The little monk did not have the hippie smile he used to have, and at this time his eyes were full of compassion, showing unbearability, and his hands were folded, as if he was saying goodbye.

The old man didn't respond to the little monk's question, but said, "You should go and find your friend!"

The little monk wanted to speak and stopped, and finally nodded and turned around, without looking back, and came to the foot of the mountain with a lot of heart.

It's just that when he walked under the mountain peak, he looked up, because there seemed to be something familiar in the rainbow in the sky.

"The fallen leaves return to the roots, may Zang Mu not forget the first thought!" sighed lightly, the little monk unfolded his body and flew towards the portal in the distance.

"Your Buddha grandfather is here!" After shouting, the little monk disappeared into the portal without a trace.

In the end, the monks on the ten peaks also disappeared, and the last Zang Mu also flew away, leaving only one sentence that echoed: "It's over!

With helplessness, with reluctance, or relief.

In the end, all the figures disappeared, like his vanished figures, heralding an end.

The ten peaks suddenly trembled, and then burst out with a strong light, and at the same time, except for the palace at the top, the rest of the palaces were also glowing, and countless chaos sprung up, submerging this place, and it was hazy! )