Chapter 42: White eyebrows who can't wait
Now Zhang Chen feels that his strength has changed qualitatively.
Cultivation has been promoted from the Divine Pill Realm to the peak of the Divine Pill Realm, and this improvement is not insignificant.
Not to mention anything else, the divine souls have been enhanced a lot because of the improvement of cultivation.
Now if you subdivide it, the strength of his divine soul should be comparable to the peak of the princely realm now.
The Hongmeng Forging Soul Sutra has reached the peak of the sixth layer, and like cultivation, it only needs to break through with one kick.
Standing up, Zhang Chen exhaled a breath of turbidity.
If you want to break through the real human realm, you have to survive the forty-nine heavenly tribulations.
Let's make a breakthrough when we return to the family.
After making up his mind, Zhang Chen walked outside the Taichu Cave.
The empowerment lasted for a few hours, and I don't know how the lineage of the White Wood Book was received.
The difficulty of the Fantasy Ancient Realm has been reduced, and the White Wood Book should be able to obtain the inheritance as he wishes this time.
By this time, it was getting late, and red fiery clouds appeared on the sky.
But at the bottom of the Primal Holy Mountain, all the disciples of the Primal Sacred Land were full of spirits, staring at the entrance of the Inheritance Forbidden Land without blinking.
Bai Mei's expression was more bland than that of the disciples, but his expectations could still be seen between his eyebrows.
At this moment, bursts of ghostly light bloomed from the black passage of the Inheritance Forbidden Land, and a figure walked out of it.
Seeing this, many monks from the Primal Holy Land had their expressions condensed.
Because the figure that appeared was the white wooden book!
Bai Mei disappeared in place, came to Bai Mushu, and asked.
"Little book, has it been inherited?"
Bai Mushu glanced at all the Primal Holy Land cultivators around him, and a bright smile bloomed on his face that had never been seen before.
"This time I have obtained the ancestral inheritance, the superb supernatural power, and a sword is separated from the world!"
As he spoke, the primordial sword came out of its sheath.
"Zheng!"
With the sound of the sword, Bai Mushu pinched the Taichu Sword and slashed at the space in front of him.
In an instant, small sword qi condensed, and each sword qi seemed to shatter the space.
Countless sword qi with a terrifying aura gathered together and fell towards the space in front of them.
"Boom!"
With a roar, a large hole opened in the space, revealing the void behind it.
Seeing this, the expressions of many monks in the Primal Holy Land froze suddenly.
Break through the space!
This is the power of the Manifestation Realm!
It was only the white wood book at the sixfold peak of the princely realm, and he actually relied on this sword to break through the space!
Raise your strength to the pinnacle of humanity!
Bai Mei looked at the broken space and couldn't calm down for a long time.
Superb supernatural powers!
Bai Mushu put his sword into the sheath, and his expression could not hide his excitement.
The inheritance obtained this time is beyond his imagination.
The ancestor seems to be making up for the fact that no one has obtained the inheritance for 10,000 years, and he actually let him obtain a superb supernatural power!
With this superb supernatural power, he is confident that he will be able to win the battle in the face of Zhang Chen again!
"Good! Good! Good! ”
Bai Mei suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, tears welling up in his pupils.
Following the Thirteen Swords of the Holy Spirit, he obtained another superb supernatural power in the Primordial Holy Land!
The disciples of the Primal Holy Land around them came back to their senses and couldn't help but burst into tears.
They are primordial holy places, and there is hope!
At the top of the Taichu Holy Mountain, Zhang Chen heard the voice below and smiled slightly.
He had already explored the enveloping range of his divine thoughts, and now the limit distance could reach a radius of a hundred miles.
That is, within a radius of fifty miles, no wind or grass can hide from his divine perception.
And it seems that the white wooden book should have been inherited.
Shaking his head, he entered the main hall and began to prepare for breaking through the real human realm.
At night, in the primordial holy land, singing and dancing were held to celebrate the restoration of the forbidden land of the inheritance and the successful inheritance of the white wood book.
The top of the Primordial Holy Mountain.
Bai Mei appeared in the main hall and bowed his hand slightly to Zhang Chen, who was cultivating.
"I don't know when Xiaoyou plans to return to the Huanggu Zhang family? When the time comes, I will go to visit with my friends. ”
"Speaking of which, I haven't been there for tens of thousands of years."
Zhang Chen opened his eyes and showed a hint of truth.
Can't wait?