Emperor Taishang preached for nine days and nine nights

Ninety percent of the living beings in the Taishang Mountain Range fell into a stupor, because they couldn't understand it at all.

The Emperor of Heaven, with a crane-haired and childish face, sat cross-legged on the nine-colored altar, and his divine voice gradually disappeared.

Taishang said leisurely: "The footprints left by the great god of Pangu are the Great Dao of the Flood Wilderness. All the attempts made by the Flood Wilderness Wanling to become a new Pangu are the path of cultivation. The avenue is fifty, the sky is forty-nine, and you don't have to worry about your cultivation...... When the calamity comes, he will inevitably turn into ashes! ”

The void smallpox descended, the earth sprung with golden lotus, and the phantom of gods and demons appeared beside the Emperor Taishang.

This is the vision of the innate true god preaching, causing the resonance of the laws of the Heavenly Dao, and the favor of the Heavenly Dao of the Innate God Clan.

In Fenghu's mind, the inheritance of the White Tiger clan is constantly emerging.

In the Mythological Era, there was only one innate divine path in the wilderness, which was conceived in the body of the innate gods.

The divine body, the divine soul, and the laws of the gods are natural.

The god emperor, the god king, the god of heaven, the god of the earth, the true god, and the five kinds of gods are born in five ranks.

The flood breeds endless years, and the level of birth is accompanied by eternity.

There was a conflict within the Protoss, one side believed that the fate could not be changed, and the other side believed that the innate destiny could be broken.

After ruling the endless years of the wilderness, the Protoss began a civil war, and the Divine and Demon Tribulation ended the Mythological Era at its peak.

The wind tiger harnessed the wind and found a mountain cliff to digest the gains of a few days.

"Innate Shinto is difficult to walk...... I can't walk either...... The White Tiger Clan's treasure art is lacking! ”

"The number of ways to become stronger, it seems that there is only [Qi Practice]"

"The blood quenching system can reach the top, and the human race needs talent to practice qi...... It is comparable to the White Tiger Emperor and the Princess, and it is the Year of the Monkey. ”

The tiger lies on a side of the mountains and rivers, and the breath of the divine beast disperses countless living beings, even the supreme-level innate beings have to retreat.

The Dragon and Phoenix Era, the innate divine beast, is the most noble origin.

Almost every divine beast can be called a true god when it becomes an adult, and its longevity is almost unlimited.

The black and white divine tiger was majestic, and the wind tiger practiced qi refining techniques, and then opened his eyes.

"What the hell...... Why can't you practice...... There is a conflict between Qi Alchemy and Blood Quenching Cultivation Path! ”

Soon after

The wind tiger opened up a cave in the Taishang Mountains, and it was rare to have some freedom.

The golden divine sword, the silver-white divine armor, and the bronze divine pot are suspended.

In the White Tiger Emperor Cave, the three artifacts picked up were left behind after the fall of the Protoss.

The main cultivator and innate treasure of the Divine Beast clan have always been very disgusted with the use of tools.

"Old Monster...... It's time to come out...... Who are you? ”

Holding down the bronze god pot with both claws, the wind tiger's voice was low, and all the variables were on this god pot.

In this life, sixteen years of stable life, he was suddenly arrested.

When he was dying, he picked up three artifacts and turned into a subordinate divine beast, which is too ridiculous!

According to the inheritance of the White Tiger Clan, only innate realm creatures can bear the blood of divine beasts.

Ninety out of nine, there is no way to withstand the transformation, and it is even more impossible for the acquired soul to refine the blood of the divine beast.

"Hahaha...... Who wakes up first in the big dream...... I know it all my life...... The boy of the human race, the god of dreams of this seat, Meng Mo. ”

The bronze god pot was covered with cracks, and a divine light erupted from the mouth of the pot, condensing into a figure.

Heroic, with long hair flying, and a demeanor like a god.

The existence of male and female is indistinguishable, and the body is transparent, and the sunlight penetrates the body.

Fenghu squinted and said, "I don't care who you are...... Get out of my way...... I am the grandson of the Emperor Suiren...... If you dare to murder me, even if you are a god, you will fall. ”

"Huh...... I'm so scared to scare me with flint...... You are just Hua Xu's adopted son, and the ancestor Sui people don't know that there is a grandson like you. ”

cough cough cough ......

Wind Tiger closed his eyes when he heard this: "......"

Half an hour later

The bronze god pot still did not disappear, and the green-robed god stood with his hands tied, standing outside the cave and watching the mountains and rivers.

From time to time, he made an exclamation sound, like a heavenly sound.

"Senior...... Who are you...... I haven't heard of it at all! ”

"I am a creature who rebelled against the Innate Protoss...... The body was destroyed in the flames of war...... Soul dreams as strength and food. ”

Dream for food?

It is clearly a sacrificial stream, and the wind tiger has a black line on his face, and it takes a price to realize his dreams!

Three days of light, three days of hearing, or a life.

Obviously claiming to be the god of dreams, but rebelling against the innate gods, he is clearly a traitor to the gods.

"The predecessor turned out to be a hero of all races like the Emperor of Man...... The junior wishes the seniors a speedy recovery...... I won't send it to you. ”

said

The wind tiger and tiger claws slapped the flying god pot, like a meteor, crossing the sky.

Soon after

The divine pot automatically flew back, and the figure who claimed to be Meng Mo said angrily: "Boy...... You're pretty good at playing...... Countless beings in the mythological era bow and worship, I don't want to take care of it, you don't want to realize your dreams? ”

"Alas...... For the sake of the living beings of all races...... I decided to sacrifice my chances to benefit the whole desolation. ”

Meng Mo said: "......"

The two sides pulled and tested each other for a day and a night.

Fenghu can be sure that this god of dreams does not have a word of truth in his mouth.

It's not so much a god of dreams as a monster who bewitches creatures to sacrifice everything.

"Senior...... The Great ...... of the Flood It doesn't have to be me. ”

"Hey...... If it can be any living being, then why can't it be you......"

"Me...... Is it a person who has no dreams...... Can't help seniors. ”

"Oh, do you want to get back to life...... I can help you. ”

Wind Tiger squinted: "......"

The two sides confronted each other for a long time, and finally opened up and were honest.

"To be honest, the younger generation is very afraid of death...... I can't believe that my predecessors are too dangerous! ”

"Seriously, most of the creatures in the flood wilderness today have no dreams...... There are even fewer people who believe in this god, and I can't give up when I finally meet a creature like you. ”

Thinking of the first two experiences, Fenghu was speechless for a long time, and could only accept reality.

The god of dreams sighed, the entire Taishang Mountain Range is a serious creature!

Sacrificing the Golden Divine Sword, Wind Tiger Receives the Divine Power of Temporarily Transforming into a Human Body [Technique of Change]

The figure was a little more solid, and the God of Dreams looked into the distance and sighed: "I really didn't expect that we would win the battle against the Innate God Clan...... This great river and mountain is really the master of all races, and there is no oppression by the gods! ”

suddenly

The vitality of heaven and earth within a hundred miles, like a whirlpool, shrouded the cave.

The wind tiger meditated cross-legged, his abdomen was shining brightly, and the three-inch dantian qi sea under the umbilicus was boiling.

Between swallowing and spitting, endless vitality enters the body, refining the body and polishing the soul.

Grunt......

The gaseous Yuan Qi condensed into a liquid state, and a drop of Yuan Force liquid appeared.

The aura skyrocketed tenfold, ushering in the second great transformation of qi refining, and the acquired physique moved towards the innate one.

Bang......

A thunderbolt the size of a bucket split the mountains and covered the wind tiger.

moment

The whole body was scorched black, like a snake, and it was transformed into an old skin.

The God of Dreams frowned and said in a complicated manner: "The Qi Alchemy of the Suiren is really more suitable for the acquired soul!" The ancestral dragon's blood quenching system needs to start from the innate realm, and once the qi refining technique perfects the major realms, it will inevitably replace the cultivation path of the divine beast. Unexpectedly, the path of the divine beast will also have the same fate as the Shinto. ”

Croak......

In the woods of Tiger Mountain, a group of crows were frightened by the thunderstorm and spread their wings for fear of being affected.

A three-legged crow, pitch black as ink, chirped in the mountains and forests, risking being hacked to death.

"Let's go...... There are creatures in the cross...... It's a subordinate divine beast......"

The wind tiger's human body disappeared in time, and once again turned into a black and white divine tiger, feeling the majestic power.

The vitality of alchemy is completely integrated into flesh and blood, and soul.

The blood of the white tiger boiled, devouring the refining vitality of the human race, and began to transform.

Bang......

The thunder tribulation, which was more than a hundred times stronger, once again descended on Tiger Mountain, attracting the attention of many divine beasts.

The god of dreams was speechless, I didn't expect such a change.

The wind tiger bared its teeth and roared, and the human race's qi refining technique actually had a mysterious fit with the blood quenching cultivation method!

In Qinglongtan, a green snake probed, saw a three-legged crow and said curiously: "Taiyi...... What kind of beast cub is this, stepping into the innate realm? ”

Volcano Phoenix Nest, a little red red bird, envied: "When can we step into the innate ...... Phoenix Nirvana is so difficult...... It's still easy for the subordinate divine beast to break through. ”

The acquired soul Taiyi, the congenital peak realm, the crow clan's alien voice: "Qinglong, Vermilion Bird...... It's a tiger cub from the White Tiger Cave...... It was strange that he had crossed the robbery twice...... I didn't hear that the White Tiger Emperor Concubine gave birth to a subordinate divine beast! ”

The little green snake looked at the three-legged black crow whose true name was given by the Emperor Taishang, and chuckled: "Taiyi, you must have seen it wrong...... The White Tiger Emperor Concubine of the White Tiger Cave cannot give birth to the heirs of the lower divine beasts, at least the upper divine beast tiger clan. ”

Suzaku spread his wings and smiled, "Hahaha...... Taiyi, your bloodline is not good...... I don't know the situation of the divine beast, looking at the scale of the tribulation, it is indeed a lower-level divine beast, and it must have nothing to do with the White Tiger Cave. ”

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