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Sitting in such a world and cultivating, as a result, you get twice the result with half the effort. The origin of Mehal's fusion, in this environment, is also fused at a hundredfold speed, and progress can be regarded as leaps and bounds.

Start by fusing into the First Origin!

The second fusion, the third fusion, and the fourth fusion were all successful without exception, and during this time, there were only a few fusion explosions, and the power that spread out was also several times stronger.

However, the more integrated he became, the more comfortable he became.

After first fusing the one hundred and eight origins into fifty-four in groups, Mahal fused the fifty-four origins one by one in order, and after a few times, there were finally four huge and numerical origins left.

The other people merge with the origin, which is to merge the origin into the first one one by one, and finally into the one.

But Mehal is fused one by one in groups, and the result is that when fused, the difficulty is increasing layer by layer, and each time it is fused, the difficulty rises several times, and the sound of explosions is endless, but it is finally successfully fused.

"Boom!"

When the last origin merges, the brilliant brilliance is released from it, and it swept and shines on the mountains and rivers, the starry sky, like the flame and moon rising in the world, and the bright light cannot be seen directly.

Finally, a clear light from the Source shines, and it is starlight...

And the star source sword qi in Maihal's body, and the top of the sky galaxy, ten thousand stars, exactly the same starlight, silver light sprinkled, flowing with dreamy color, beautiful, like being above the starry sky.

This is the one and the one that he has merged, one hundred and eight origins, and finally the only one that merges.

The starlight is like a waterfall, infinitely magnified in front of you, just like the stars in the galaxy, dazzling so that people can't look at it directly. As long as Mahal finds his own idea of the source god, he can resonate with the world through spiritual integration, open up his own way of the source god, fit himself, and achieve the top of the count.

"But what is the way of the source god that fits you?"

Mahal remembered the Holy Lord Sharp, who had been in the way of the source god, and his eyes fell into confusion again, hatred, can be used as the way of the source god, is it, the way of the source god is the spirit that he adheres to?

A thought is lost.

Sharp Holy Lord, although he is one of the pinnacle of the line master under the Great Duke, he can't point his finger at a peerless powerhouse who is about to open up the Source Divine Dao, for no other reason, because the Source Divine Dao belongs to him alone.

If it is disturbed, the final achievement is not suitable for oneself, and the result is self-evident.

This is exactly the reason why the Holy Lord Sharp sent him to this wasteland, and it is precisely because of the fit that the current Jins is also stuck in the realm of the Divine Source Six Heavens, thinking about his own Source Divine Dao, and he cannot advance an inch.

Mahal thought of the wasteland again, what was the reason why Master Sharp sent him?

This wasteland outside the Empire, or is it the Holy See here? It's just that what is the meaning of this, what inspiration can be drawn from it, what can be learned? Mehal had a flash of thought, and he didn't understand it at all.

"What could it be?" said McHal softly.

"Boom!"

The loud sound of a landslide trembling in the ground.

With a wave of his palm, the brilliant light belonging to the origin of the stars flowed like water waves in the heavens and the earth. As the light passed, the mountains, rivers, earth, plants and trees were like a piece of white paper, destroying and decaying, and shattering.

The light of the origin of the stars is like the sharpest sword light in the world, and all things are destroyed.

After the brilliance, the earth that was full of holes was cut off like a thick layer, dented and collapsed, no less than the sword light after Mehal came out of the sheath, and the powerful origin power seemed to be a blow from the strong.

"Not disappointing!" said McHal retracted his palm.

The immeasurable origin brilliance of the stars then retreated, hidden in the void, for a blow, can cause such a scene, not surprised, but also a little surprised, the strength of the origin rise, completely in the superposition of the momentum.

"Very strong!"

A hoarse, cold voice complimented.

Mahal's surprised look, after praising this cold voice, paused slightly, his eyes swept over the empty mountains and rivers around him, with a hint of strangeness, and he involuntarily nodded.

"Ghost Valley!" Maihal couldn't help asking, "Out of customs?"

The hoarse voice that spoke just now was Guiguzi, who had been in retreat in the Demon God Ancient Pagoda for a long time, and this breakthrough was only long and not short compared to Mehal's more than 1,400 years of retreat, and the progress may be even more remarkable.

"It's going to take some time... It's almost ......"

The hoarse voice replied, a little colder than before.

"If you want to open up the most suitable source Shinto, you need to follow your heart..."

Hoarse mixed with a cold voice, faintly narrated, the voice became smaller and smaller, until the mosquitoes and flies were faint, and they could not be heard.

On the spot, Mehal's eyes burst with monstrous essence, if it was said that the Holy Lord of Sharp pointed out the direction for him, then Guiguzi's words just now were like opening a door for him, and he unconsciously had a strong feeling.

"Whew!"

A mouthful of turbid air is exhaled.

Mahal suppressed the strong ups and downs in his heart, and the words of the Ghost Valley were like a signpost on the way to the lost, which made people's eyes suddenly brighten, and also made him open up the way of the source god, only the last step was missing, search!

"It seems that the Ghost Valley is far superior to me!" said McHal shook his head slightly.

Taking a deep look at the nameless void, Maihar's silver-haired figure stepped out in one step, leaving the third-layer Demon God Ancient Tower World directly, and returning to the palace of the God-Tilting Empire in the wasteland.

"It's the powerhouse of the Lusa Holy See!"

"These people are really haunted!"

"Kill on a killing spree to avenge your blood!"

Just as Mehal's figure returned, outside the palace, there was a buzzing noise, and as soon as it entered his ears, Mehal's face immediately became indifferent, and a cold light appeared in his eyes.

The powerhouse of the Holy See of Lusa is here again?

Mahal stepped out, following the senses, and walked towards the nearest palace outside the palace complex. On top of it, Kings, Bai Hong, the Zodiac Lord, Yarog, and the four of them were already waiting here, and when they saw Mehal coming, they just nodded lightly.

Didn't dwell too much on Mehal!

Following the gaze of the four people, when they landed on the black ground outside the God Tilt Barrier, their faces couldn't help but appear violently vibrating, and they felt a momentary shock for the scene they saw in front of them.

The Swift Wind Knights, densely covered with white feather light armor, lined up neatly in front of them, staring at the Divine Fall Oasis.

Behind the Swift Wind Knights, there were huge humanoid phalanxes, and the neat ranks of the war legions stood like silent beasts, with bright armor and brilliant banners waving in the wind.

Row by row on the black ground to the end of the eye!

There, there is also a torrent of punishment knight Xuanjin blood armor spreading, the team of the strong is dense, completely surrounding the entire God-Tilting Oasis, it is a big scene that cannot be in a big place, and the strong are like clouds.

And all from the Holy See of Lusala!

Fourth Update!(To be continued.) )