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"What's more than powerful?"

The voice of the Gong Ancestor was full of horror, and after a long time, he said slowly. "It is rumored that the exercises performed by the Devouring True Demon can cut off the monk's reincarnation! Moreover, it is very consistent with the appearance of the predecessor you just performed. ”

"Seniors, the gong cultivates for a lifetime, it's really not easy, I don't want to fall, the gong is here, for the disrespectful act just now, make a deep reflection, the gong is willing to follow the predecessors from now on, in order to follow the work of dogs and horses!"

"Begging the seniors to accept the gong!" What Xin Ming didn't expect was that the gong ancestor actually knelt down, and the phantom's face turned pale for a while, forcing out a drop of soul blood.

As soon as this soul blood appeared, it was dark purple and floated in front of Xin Ming.

"Oh?"

Xin Ming was stunned for a moment and said after a while. "Your soul attack is interesting......

The Ancestor of the Gong was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted, and said with joy on his face. "As long as the seniors like this, just take it, everything about the little gong, including the life of the little gong, as long as the seniors like it, just take it!"

Saying this, the Gong Ancestor waved his hand and shot out a spiritual light, which floated in front of Xin Ming at the moment when it approached Xin Ming.

The Gong Ancestor lowered his head, but his mind was observing Xin Ming's changes.

"Well, you're good. ”

Xin Ming took the spiritual light, his divine sense swept it in, and after a while, his heart was happy, and he included the soul blood of the Gong Ancestor into the Bangwen space.

Hearing Xin Ming's words, the Gong Ancestor breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Mom, my life has finally been saved.

He was ninety percent sure that he was no match for the young man.

He was convinced in his heart that there was a great possibility that the exercises performed by this young man were the secret of soul snatching and creation!

"What about you?"

Xin Ming's heart moved, turned his head, and looked at the silver fox, this silver fox already knew a lot of things about him, at this moment, if he didn't express his attitude to send soul blood, Xin Ming decided to eliminate this hidden danger.

"Former ...... Seniors, juniors are the same as them, they admire their predecessors very much, and please don't dislike them. The silver fox hurriedly sent out his soul blood.

Putting away the soul blood of the silver fox, Xin Ming's heart moved, there are so many primordial gods in this god battlefield, and they are all primordial gods from ancient times, and their strength and knowledge are extremely powerful.

Why don't you take all these primordial gods under your command and establish an artifact alliance when the time comes?

"Come with me and sweep this northern battlefield!"

Thinking of this, Xin Ming's heart moved, and he glanced at a few people beside him, and Bangwen flew up and galloped forward.

"Tongluo, you should be the most familiar with this place, you now, take me to some primordial god territories with lower strength than you, I want to subdue all the primordial gods here and take them out of this god battlefield!"

Xin Ming said in a deep voice.

Xin Ming felt that his strength still needed to be improved, according to the description of the Gong Ancestor and others, I am afraid that the strength of the Blue Dream Daozun is even more terrifying, Xin Ming is worried that even if he has the Soul Snatching Creation Technique, I am afraid that he is not the opponent of the Blue Dream Daozun.

Therefore, he wants to urgently improve his strength.

"Little Gong obeys!" The Gong Ancestor was overjoyed in his heart, if he had more companions, it would be great.

......

Five thousand miles away from the Ancestor of the Gong, Xin Ming's figure floated in the air.

"Bold thief, you actually dare to trespass on Lao Tzu's territory!" A burly phantom shadow floated in the air, this person's Yuan Shen strength was not weaker than that of the Gushan Soul King, and as soon as he came up, he slashed out a sword light.

However, after encountering Xin Ming's devouring vortex, the sword light seemed to be dissipating, and even the aura in the sword light was absorbed by the vortex.

In less than a moment, this person's primordial spirit was absorbed by Xin Ming's example.

"It's so cool!"

At this moment, Xin Ming is like a June day, drinking a bowl of cold sour plum soup, which is extremely refreshing.

Just now, after devouring this burly primordial god, Xin Ming's divine sense strength actually increased slightly.

Could it be that the power of the ancient primordial gods is more pure?

Does it help with the condensation of my consciousness and consciousness?

"If I devour all the primordial spirits here, will my divine consciousness strength break through to the Peak Realm, and will my consciousness body become more condensed?"

"Will the more condensation of my consciousness help my physical cohesion?"

Xin Ming said secretly in his heart.

Of course, the answer is yes.

At this moment, the Gong Ancestor and the others had been included in the Bangwen space by Xin Ming.

Xin Ming's figure shuttled through the endless world of the battlefield of the gods.

Puff~!

Xin Ming felt a soft sound in his head, as if something had cracked.

"Do you have the divine consciousness in the middle of the Heavenly Immortal Realm?"

Xin Ming was a little surprised, the improvement of his divine sense strength showed that he was one step closer to the condensation of his physical body.

It's been a month.

Xin Ming swept across a territory of 100,000 miles and subdued ten Heavenly Immortal Realm-level primordial gods, and the rest who were unwilling to surrender, regardless of their strength, Xin Ming devoured them.

After all, mosquitoes are small and they are meat.

At this moment, following behind Xin Ming were more than a dozen primordial gods led by the Bronze Gong Ancestor.

"Surrender or die!"

Everywhere he went, the roar of the Gong Ancestor burst out, echoing through the heavens and the earth!

With the shouting of more than ten strong people, it was breathtaking.

Leaning on the tired wood, Xin Ming has obtained one hundred and thirty-eight, but they are all used, Xin Ming looked ahead, and that direction was where the Blue Dream Daozun was entrenched.

"My strength still needs to be improved!"

Xin Ming felt a powerful divine sense, but according to the surrendered Yuan Shen's description of the strength of the Blue Dream Dao Venerable, Xin Ming felt that he was still very weak.

If you go to face Lan Mengdao Venerable now, I'm afraid you will be sent to death.

In the past month, Xin Ming has cultivated the Soul Secret Technique of the Gong Ancestor, and has condensed the Soul Forging Blade, this person, with his thoughts, an invisible blade appeared in the sky.

"Gong, do you know where there is something or a way to improve your divine sense?"

Xin Ming thought for a moment and looked at the dozen or so powerful Yuan Shen Dao behind him.

"Master Qiqi, if you want to improve the strength of the Yuan Shen, there are no more than two possibilities, first, find the Nourishing God Fruit that nourishes the Yuan Shen, this fruit has a God Nourishing Fruit Tree on the top of the Nine Peerless Mountains in the True Heaven Realm, after so many years, I don't know if it is still growing?"

"There is another kind, that is, to find this Timo Ancestor of the Northern Battlefield, this person is very weird, tens of thousands of years have passed, his Yuan Shen strength has not only not decreased, but is getting higher and higher!"

"Oh, is there such a thing?" Xin Ming looked at the Gong Ancestor.

"There is such a ......"

Behind the Causeway Ancestor, there was a Yuan Shendao whose strength was not less than that of the Causeway Ancestor. "This person may have exercises to improve his divine consciousness, or a strange treasure, because, in this battlefield of the gods, if the primordial god does not have a physical body, or does not rely on the parasitic wood, it will gradually dissipate with the passage of time. (To be continued.) )