The level that has not been touched, no matter how shocking it sounds, is not understood after all, the magnificent concept that it represents. Mahal's cold heart was shocked. Through the ancient things contained in Uncle Qi's short nine characters, in the legend of human territory, the ten-year Snow Emperor who was one hundred and nine years old finally had a new understanding, and he unconsciously had respect from his heart.

This is a strong man who is unbeatable in ancient and modern times!

At the same time, McHal had a guess in his keen mind. Uncle Qi admonished him and told him about the ancient things of Dumping Xueyi, and it was obvious that there was some kind of unknown involvement in it, and further speculation was that perhaps Uncle Qi, the great power of the ages, had an old relationship with that legend. I'm afraid it's the tilt in the name of the god tilting tribe, which is taken from the tilt in the name of the dumping snow.

Thinking back to Dump Xueyi, McHal couldn't help but think of Lord Truman.

Endless years ago, when the snow was sitting for eternity, he used great magical means to uproot the immortal mist array of the entire empire, and since then the major territories in the world have been connected, and there is no barrier to resting on his laurels, laying an epoch-making significance. And in the distant Truman Lordship, there are still remnants of the Immortal Mist Array, which have not been pulled out together, full of strangeness and strangeness.

And according to the ancient legends of the territory, this is by no means rearranged by later generations.

Obviously, it is impossible for Dump Xueyi, a strong man who has reached the sky, to make such a low-level mistake, but to keep it intentionally. However, this strong man who reaches the sky has reached a vast realm, and his words and deeds follow the law of heaven and earth. The reason for leaving the Truman Lordship behind cannot be known to outsiders, or even guessed. But there is no doubt that Mehal, who rushed out of the territory, had some kind of cause to do with the snowfall.

As to what fruit will be produced, Mahal does not know.

However, McHal didn't ask Uncle Qi about his bold guess, so he hid it in his heart. As Uncle Qi said, Mahal doesn't care if there are thousands of gods at all, the reason is simple, he can't come into contact with this kind of existence now. Applied to the current Mahal, it is also suitable, and I don't want to delve into it at all.

Mahal, who was in a complicated mood, had no interest in continuing to ask.

If the gods have not manifested in the human realm, what are they afraid of? Or is there some ancient secret in the human realm? Or is there a peerless powerhouse in the human realm? The reincarnation secret of the reincarnation demon god? What is the involvement between the Truman Lordship's realm and Dumping Xueyi, a powerful figure in the eternal crown, who has never taken action to erase it and leave it to fend for itself?

There were many, many doubts, and all of a sudden they sprung up.

A chaotic and clueless confusion came to mind, among which there were things that Mehal thought of, and what Mahal did not think of.

"Boom!"

The sword qi of the blazing Xinghua in his body shook slightly, the sharp and violent aura flowed, his eyes suddenly became bright and bright, revealing a cold star's edge, the void shattered, and the sword marks flashed. In the blink of an eye, the heart is clear and clear, and the world in the eyes has returned to its original track again, with no traces, and the strong momentum is rolling the wind and clouds.

I don't know when, Uncle Qi has quietly left and disappeared.

On the small round stone table, there is also a jar of unopened wine, standing quietly. When I look at it, I don't know if it's an illusion or what, Mehal catches a certain hidden luster on this little gray altar, which is fleeting, and when you look closely, you can't feel anything. Knowing a smile, Mehal summoned the wine jar, patted the mud, and drank it with his head up.

On the heavenly dome, Gu Zuhu led the three Golden Core Realm kings of the Tooth Sacrifice Tribe to return again, this time the body of the demon beast carried was huge and ferocious, not to mention, an invisible coercion was scattered, faintly making Mehal's face red. Obviously, as he said, he captured the Demon Emperor of the Golden Core Realm, and there were four heads at a time, and there was no doubt about the realm of the Ancient Ancestral Tiger.

When Mehal got up and swept over the four demon beasts, he was slightly stunned, and then showed a wry smile. It turned out that the place where the four-headed demon emperor was covered in blood was mutilated everywhere, and there was even a scaly demon emperor who had half of his body scaled off in blood, leaving only a body of residual scales, tattered and dripping with blood. This time, Gu Zuhu has learned wisely, the skin, bones, blood, and armor of the demon beast are not treasures all over the body, and it is better to scrape a little and keep it for backup than to let Mehal squander it and turn it into dust particles.

Mahal didn't say much, the silver soft long sword was out of the body, and the star-killing sword qi in his whole body was sharp and sharp, and along with the blurred injuries of the flesh and blood, the sharp sword intent pierced into the body of the demon body, and directly took the core lifeline. The four-headed demon emperor was killed one after another in an instant, the demonic power was eliminated, and the huge body disappeared between heaven and earth, without bringing half an obstacle to Mehal.

Gu Zuhu nodded, didn't say much, and took the three fanatical tooth worshippers to the king, and turned back again.

Four drops of Demon Emperor Thermal Energy Essence Blood flowed into the body and entered the dantian, and the red blood light made Mehal's body slightly unstable. However, after all, he stepped into the Nine Heavens, and after a little luck, the star killing sword qi flowed all over the body, and he recovered. Immediately sitting down cross-legged, Mehal picked out the weakest of the four drops, ran directly, and suddenly dissolved, turning into a vast scorching heat energy that filled his body, and began to refine and improve.

Mid-Nine Heavens!

Late Nine Heavens!

Nine Heavenly Perfections!

All the way boiling and rolling, as if there was endless ascension, the moment the foundation of Mehal was firmly laid, the realm was broken through again and again, unimpeded. The seven star veins in the body, running with the twenty-eight great acupoints and the Great Zhou Tian, swept out a terrifying and monstrous airflow, faintly becoming viscous, and rumbling towards the lower abdomen of the dantian, faintly as if there was a solid barrier, looming.

Gold core!

Maihal's pupils shrank, and the swift wind hand shadow pressed lightly towards the dantian, and the Xinghua that had been gathered in the body suddenly slammed, as if it was blocked by some kind of terrifying attack, and the violent Xinghua fell back against the current, causing the meridians to be shocked and injured, so that the body couldn't help shaking. However, this press finally shook the star killing sword qi gathered by the Great Zhou Tian into pieces, shook out of the state just now, and the boiling starry light calmed down.

"The Nine Heavens are consummated, and it is already the limit. Mahal muttered, tilted his head and poured a sip of light wine, washing away the dirt of his body and mind, and making it much easier. The sword that learned from the inheritance of Baishi pointed to the seven stars, opened up the seven star veins, and the twenty-eight great acupoints, and the follow-up divine law was not known, and the future of Mehal was cut off. If there was no follow-up divine law, he would have to find a divine method that could be cultivated to the Golden Core Realm to renovate.

Otherwise, it will be difficult to gain half an inch for the rest of your life, and even if you forcibly break through the Golden Core Realm, it will eventually cause a backlash.

But glancing at Mehal, who was also sitting next to him, the two of them smiled.

In this way, Maihar retreated on the mountain peak to lay a solid foundation, quietly waiting for Gu Zuhu to send the Demon Emperor and store the essence blood of the Golden Core Realm.