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The silver-haired figure that sat cross-legged, emitting immeasurable starlight around him, turned into a star, suddenly stood up, and stood up without any warning from the eternal millennium.

Cracking sound!

The pure star figure, the moment it stood up, sounded a dense crackling sound, like a burst of beans, and the bones of the whole body roared, like a dense thunder fall, resounding throughout the dark void.

"Boom!"

Day trembling.

From the silver-haired figure, a monstrous coercion was suddenly set off, like a crashing wave that slapped the sea dark. Roaring and slapping down in all directions, the terrifying and peerless coercion shook the heavens and the earth, distorting every inch of space in the dark void, and the sound of the explosion was endless, and for a while, even this side of the world trembled and turbulent.

The coercion is staggering and unprecedented.

When the gaze of the silver-haired figure fell on the dark void, the earth-shattering coercion, the dense crackling of bones, and the immeasurable light of the stars dissipated silently, restrained on the figure of the silver-haired shawl.

"More than 1,400 years?"

The murmur was a little hoarse, and Maihal, who woke up from retreat, immediately noticed the passage of time, and as the controller of the Demon God Ancient Tower, he could easily grasp this point.

Fourteen hundred years...

For Maihal, who has gone from the spirit refining level to the peak of the golden core, it is also a long time of dozens of times. I can't imagine that just like yesterday's retreat, thousands of years have passed.

This was something that Mahal had never anticipated.

At the beginning, Kings's breakthrough came naturally, and it didn't take much time to break through, and it was quickly consolidated, so that compared to Mehal, it was really a little unreasonable to be slower, which made Mehal wonder.

"Whew!"

The fingertip sword light burst out, and a starlight rushed into the sky, visible to the naked eye, the dark void faintly revealed a torn crack after this fingertip sword light swept through, as if it was an unformed spatial crack.

Mahal's eyes fluttered as he withdrew his palm.

In a way that didn't make sense, he was shocked to find that the turbulent Star Source Sword Qi in his body had already reached the terrifying Divine Source Six Heavens realm, and he was only one step into the Seven Heavens as long as the Source Divine Dao was opened.

Open the combat power level of Genshindo!

But looking at the cracks faintly torn out in the void, Mehal's heart fluctuated, even a terrifying powerhouse like the Twin Torch City Lord of the Nine Heavens couldn't tear the space, but he Maihar did it in the Divine Source Six Heavens, it can be imagined that at this moment, how terrifying and powerful his Mahal's combat power was.

"The Star Killing Sword Qi after the transformation in the body should be called the Star Source Sword Qi!"

Mehal muttered, feeling the horror of the endless star source sword qi in his body, and suddenly felt that the passage of 1,400 years, although it was beyond expectations, but at this moment, it was still extremely worthwhile, and it was not so unacceptable, from beginning to end, his purpose was only to kill the White Dragon Daojun! Even if it was a god conference that could only be attended by a thousand years old, he didn't care much about the secret of achieving the Duke!

"It's an accident that there are still 100 drops of earl essence blood in the body!"

Mahal, who came to his senses, felt over and over again that he was familiar with his own growth in Shinto cultivation, and found that the essence blood had not been consumed, but he was a little surprised, and he was just surprised, and he didn't care too much.

After truly embracing the Shinto practice of mastering growth, Mahal looked to the outside world and walked one step at a time.

After washing, Mahal's silver hair was as bright as stars, his face was white and beardless, and his face was not handsome, and after fading away from the cold indifference of eternity, he also looked a little warm and peaceful at this time.

Even the body has become majestic and broad!

Although he was still indifferent, at this moment, Mahal, the majestic figure of this silver-haired shawl, after washing away all the mortal and evil qi, became indifferent, warm, and had a transcendent immortal aura.

After detachment, Mehal entered the world of the third ancient tower, and his mind extended infinitely.

Incarnated as a flower, a grass, and a tree in heaven and earth, I felt the changes that have taken place in 1,400 years on hundreds of millions of miles of mountains and rivers, as well as humanistic legends, and countless messages, like sea water, poured into Mehal's mind in an instant.

With just a thought, useless refuge dissipates, and useful information remains.

And in it, a simple message made Mehal, who was walking in the world of the ancient tower, tremble slightly, pause, and involuntarily reveal a rare feeling of guilt in his indifferent eyes.

Yes, it's guilt, it's the only guilt in Mehal's life, apart from the Mehal family!

The white palm poked out, causing a slight shock of hundreds of millions of mountains and rivers, and then, a cold figure of a negative sword dressed like snow, just like that, appeared in front of Mehal without warning, appeared in the void.

"Who?"

Icy and cold, a pair of eyes as quiet as ice, a terrifying and sharp edge, suddenly appeared in the void, and the hole penetrated the terrifying murderous aura that rushed into the sky. The white palm, as soon as he grasped the sword behind him, the sword body roared softly, and with just one thought, he could unsheath and kill, as if he had practiced tens of millions of times.

It's just that when you see the majestic figure of the silver star in front of you, everything is calm.

With the power of hundreds of millions of mountains and rivers, this figure summoned from nothingness made the indifferent Maihal have a faint wry smile, and it seems that for countless years, the indifferent state of mind has been shaken.

"Rainbow..."

...

"Master!"

The figure with a negative sword dressed in white like snow, after hesitating, knelt down in the void.

Then, a sharp coercion that made Mehal suffocate faintly spread from the white-clothed figure of the negative sword, permeating this void, like a towering peerless sword.

"Get up!"

Mehal let out a low snort, and with a wave of his big sleeves, an invisible aura rose vigorously, holding up the white-clothed figure in front of him, which was so powerful that it surpassed Mehal, out of thin air, that it did not have any power to resist.

"I have been negligent to you for more than fifteen hundred years," said Mehal softly, "what is the reason for this named master in your childhood, to bear the bowing of your present almost the Grand Earl!"

The figure in white as snow is the only named disciple of Mahal, Bai Hong, Tulip!

More than fifteen years in the outside world, and 1,450 years in the inside, made the first time we met, the dirty, wrapped in animal skin, like a teenager, the spirit refining girl had already undergone a transformation from the abyss.

The white clothes are better than the snow, the skin is like a congealed sheep jade, and it can be broken by blowing. The beautiful and refined face is dreamy, with the cold of the world's independence, the green silk hair is like a waterfall, and the face is like a sword rainbow, which has its own unique beauty.

If you look at it from ordinary people, the woman in white in front of her is a goddess who is as cold as frost.

. (To be continued.) )