readx;? The patchwork monster let out a burst of contemplative purring, and the monster made of countless immortal corpse stumps couldn't help but think that Long Beiming's method really didn't want to be a face, and being an immortal could be shameless and filthy to this extent It can be regarded as a person who has no Gu Immortal before and no one after him. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The suction of the source viscera will become stronger and stronger as more and more immortal corpses and lake water are inhaled, and letting him talk about the origin here is clearly no different from waiting to kill him.

But piecing together the monster, he can only endure it, he can't scold if he wants to, he can't escape but can't break out of the range of suction, so he can only do this and wait, waiting for death to slowly approach him.

"Shangxian, why don't you release me out of your devouring range first, and I'm slowly telling the upper limit about my origin?"

It's not okay to be obedient, and it's not good to be dark, that is, you can play brightly, and see if Long Beiming will tear his face.

"No, I can't stop with Ben, this source of dirt is not something I can control. ”

“...... It is not easy for the immortal villain to cultivate, if you insist on it, the villain can only break through by force, offending ......"

The patchwork monster felt that the suction force was getting bigger and bigger, and there was something faintly trying to pull him away from the range where he was staying, and the fish-like patchwork monster immediately turned around and began to flee, and the colorful energy of his whole body flickered one after another, obviously piecing together his immortal corpse stump belonging to the immortals of various different Yuan Force systems.

"Actually, you know what? The intruder is still ......."

The patchwork monster desperately rushed out of the suction range, and even had a little bit of a detachment, and didn't listen to Long Beiming's words at all, or what if he heard it, the intruder had nothing to do with him, a patchwork monster, but when he heard the second sentence, he almost blew up his lungs, if he could have lungs......

"You were a patchwork of immortal corpses when you were alive, you should let me devour it for the righteousness of the immortal court, and for revenge, you should sacrifice your life......"

If the previous sentence was a patchwork monster that understood that this Long Beiming was deliberately delaying time, now this sentence is **naked to kill him.

"Shangxian...... You are unjust! You destroy my foundation! Xianting has a affair with me!"

Long Beiming began to fully cooperate with the crazy absorption of the origin dirty.

"Knock knock...... Knock Knock...... Knock knock ......"

In order to break free from the resistance, the patchwork monster is like a fish that has lost its scales, and countless limbs on its body are still falling off, so as to reduce the suction of the source of the horror.

As the severed limbs were sucked in, the bones on Long Beiming's body began to grow slowly and rapidly, and the originally slender bones continued to thicken, getting closer and closer to the thickness of normal bones.

In the end, the patchwork monster still took a wrong step, and his faded stump quickly strengthened the source viscera, and under the elimination, he still couldn't get out of the range of the source viscera, and was pulled in little by little......

"I forgot to tell you, patchwork monsters, I'm not an immortal, I'm a descendant of Virgil. ”

The patchwork monster that was swimming desperately, and even used the whole body of Yuan Force, was stunned when he heard the three words of Virgil, and it was this pause that was instantly devoured by the source viscera......

At the moment of swallowing the patchwork monster, Long Beiming felt the unprecedented fear of this patchwork monster......

"Knock knock...... Knock Knock...... Knock knock ......"

With the sound of a bang, the patchwork monster had already been refined into a pale golden Yuan Force Crystal by the Source Dirt, and the properties of the crystal had not changed, except for the color, everything remained the same.

Could this be Da Luo Jin Xian?

Bones, after the end of growth, begin to slowly cling to blood vessels, tendons, but the slow growth can be compared to that of a snail, and the chest cavity is still wide open, after all, more lake water and fairy corpses have to be extracted to nourish the body.

Long Beiming gradually got used to the powerful thumping sound of the source viscera, but judging from the surface of the lake, the Huaxian Pool at this moment had already churned up with monstrous waves, as if an ancient fierce beast was about to break through the water.

"Alert, find intruders...... Alert...... Destroy the invaders. ”

"I don't die...... Don't you want to come closer to my lord...... Ahem......"

The Destruction Dragon once again stood in front of the Immortal Refining Puppet, and the huge Immortal Refining Puppet slowly let go of the broken dragon horn in his hand, which was the dragon horn of the Destruction Heavenly Horse, and the puppet itself only broke some of its body, and the injuries were much lighter than that of the Destruction Heavenly Horse.

At this moment, Long Beiming has reached the most critical point of growth, skin, hair, and at this moment, the huge immortal pool is about to be sucked dry, and even the field of vision can see that two or three meters above the water surface.

Except for the "open" ribcage, all the remaining bodily functions have reached a sufficient level of perfection, and the repair and evolution at this moment are not over.

This is also Long Beiming's only most bizarre promotion, he can walk around at will at the bottom of the lake of Huaxian Pond, and all the Yuan Force crystals are taught to the source to compress and refine instinctively.

"Master, your body is recovering...... Da Luo Jin Xian... Even in the heyday of the Immortal Court, only twelve people had reached this strange realm. ”

"The Twelve Golden Immortals, are the legendary Twelve Golden Immortals real?"

The spirit of the sword armor has now begun to heal on its own, and pieces of iron filings have begun to combine, like ants fighting with the army began to cover Long Beiming's whole body, and at this moment, the chest cavity still does not look like it is about to be closed.

"It's true, master, the level of the Golden Immortal is a small level between the Heavenly Immortal and the Zhanzun, but countless people have crossed the step of the Great Luo Golden Immortal and jumped directly into the Zhanzun, and the twelve immortals who entered the Great Luo Golden Immortal Immortal at that time have long been ancient, no one knows what kind of ability the Great Luo Golden Immortal is, how it is different from the Heavenly Immortal, and even ......"

"Or even what?"

Long Beiming asked directly, after all, the spirit of the sword armor knew a lot.

"Even the Second Heavenly Venerable Virgil didn't touch the threshold of the Great Luo Golden Immortal at the beginning, since the fall of the Twelve Golden Immortals, there is no immortal who has been promoted to the weird and useless rank of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, and the master ...... The glory of the ancients shines on you again......"

Long Beiming could feel that as he talked to the Spirit of Sword and Armor, the level above his head was getting lower and lower, and even Long Beiming could hear the terrible roar above the water, as well as the angry clicking sound of the Immortal Refining Puppet......