"Strong. ”

"It's so strong. ”

"It's really strong!"

Wei Long felt that he could shatter a mountain with one punch.

He knew it was probably a hallucination, but as his body continued to grow stronger, he was intoxicated.

"This is the path I am chasing! What power, what maid, everything, on the road to self-strengthening, vulnerable!"

Wei Long's self-control ability has improved, and it is invisibly in line with his heart.

In a trance, he touched the true meaning of Linglong again, and this time it was more accessible.

There is no trace of the true meaning of exquisiteness, and its beauty cannot be made up. Like the sound in the air, the color in the picture, the shadow in the water, the image in the mirror, the words are endless and the meaning is endless.

It was a self-perception that was enough to control the gods and demons.

And at this moment, in Wei Long's heart, he seemed to clear the fog and see a more real world, which was the origin world of power.

Conscience.

The heart is majestic.

The heart is still the same.

But in the end, the door of Linglong's true intention is not easy to open, Wei Long feels that if he forcibly makes a wave, he should be able to push it open, and open it in five or five.

But after pushing it away, the thunder tribulation will increase, and there may not even be a chance to open five or five.

I'm scared, I'm afraid.

Wouldn't it be a loss if it was cool?

"Forget it, forget it, why bother to force it, how good it is. Wei Long quietly figured out the true meaning in his heart and no longer forced it.

The first time I felt that my mood was improved, it was when the Guhua Chamber of Commerce was initially established, and he pointed out the country at the gathering of true disciples, and a word could determine the rise and fall of a city.

After that, he was entangled in mundane affairs, which gave him a sense of detachment.

"Exquisite true meaning is a kind of wonder, if you want to surpass the gods and demons, you must have the idea of being as strong as gods and demons. ”

This is also because with the improvement of the bone inscription, Wei Long's body has transformed, and his spiritual perception has increased, just as if he has strengthened his cultivation method, his true comprehension will also rise.

Wei Long once again realized the difference between the way of cultivation of the human race and the way of cultivation of the Pantheon.

One is the power of my lord, and the other is the power of the lord of me.

Aside from the path of the sustenance mode that the Pantheon needs the superior god to give the blood of the gods for cultivation.

As a matter of fact.

The path of the Pantheon is not necessarily without merit.

For example, if a person's heart is towards the light and he walks the path of the Bright God Clan, then his own perception and the source of power are constantly compatible, and there is no distinction between the power of the self and the power of my master.

Rather, I am one with the Transcendent Origin.

"Yuan Thirteen should be the strong man in this situation. Thinking of this, Wei Long's heart moved.

He suddenly understood.

There should be such people in the pantheon, because when the base number reaches a certain level, there must be someone who fits the origin.

"The Pantheon is digging into the corners of the human race. ”

Wei Long's mood was a little heavy, the most important thing that restricted the development of the Pantheon now was the limited divine blood of the upper gods.

One day, the blood of the gods is infinite, and everyone can choose the path of origin that suits them.

When the time comes, who is the evil path?

A barren mountain, this is the edge of the great wilderness, completely uninhabited.

A tall figure, a tall treasure book in front of him was suspended, only to see that person continue to inject 'one yuan heavy water', behind him, the shadow of a prison beast's true meaning incarnation appeared, and the black hellfire was also injected into the treasure book, and the purple Danyun swirled around the treasure book, an incomparably terrifying power brewed in it.

That figure is naturally Wei Long.

Wei Long injected the 'One Yuan Heavy Water' and the 'Prison Beast Flame' into the 'Book of Black Iron', which is also an extra part of the Book of Black Iron to reach the level of the best gods and demons, which can absorb the power of flames, and the combination of water and fire, and faintly repel, forming a powerful force, and the Book of Black Iron has risen to a huge size of ten zhang.

Wei Long's figure flickered, came to the sky, and slammed out with a punch.

Rumble!!!

Great earthquake tremors.

The tremors were felt in a radius of 100 miles.

The almost indescribable ferocity of power seems to have touched the root of power.

It was an extreme amount of violent force, and the Book of Black Iron, which was superimposed on the solid attributes, brought out the power of rage heartily.

The mountains roared, and the heavens and the earth cracked.

The mountain turned into rubble, like a pebble, from which it was shattered, and then rolled and fell around, from the mountain to the basin sinkhole.

"I can really smash mountains. Wei Long looked at the messy land.

The wild beasts living on the edge of the great wilderness are like frightened rabbits, constantly running.

The shadow of ruins shrouded the world for more than ten miles, and Wei Long's figure moved, refining the stream of beast tides into precious blood.

These beasts were not enough for him to stuff his teeth.

But Wei Long, who was born in a deserted village, knew that his sound had formed a small tide of beasts, and he came to erase it just by raising his hands, but if the deserted village that survived here was encountered, I am afraid that he would be dead.

You can't forget your roots.

After Wei Long demonstrated his ability, he didn't know how to describe his strength.

If the Jindan realm really had a forbidden level, he should have reached it now.

Probably.

It's really hard to judge whether it has arrived or not.

But no matter whether he arrives or not, the power is his own after all, and Wei Long knows that the realm of gods and demons is getting closer and closer to him. 1234

And his heart is strong enough to harness the power of gods and demons.

Outside the Treasure City.

"The auction is over?" Wei Long came to Baibao City and found that compared to the crowd of more than half a month, there were still many people on the street now, but there were many fewer than before.

"It's over. Seeing that Wei Long came back safely, Zeng Qingru was in a good mood, but he still instructed: "I have already learned about the death of Snake Six, Snake Seven and Yuan Thirteen, don't be so rash next time." ”

As he spoke, he handed a porcelain vase to Wei Long.

Zeng Qingru already had some regrets in his heart, and blamed the damn Chen Ming who pretended to be green onions, and recruited Wei Long in advance without saying hello to him.

Wei Long hadn't grown up yet, he was so greedy for divine blood, Zeng Qingru was afraid that something would happen to him.

Wei Long opened the mouth of the bottle and found that it was a drop of blood as bright as a star, and the silver-blue aura was amazing.

This is not only a drop of divine blood, but it is also likely to be condensed by the blood of a superior divine god.

"This is the blood of the true god that I once sleashed from a silver-horned god race, so use it if you need it. Zeng Qingru said.

The elder's tone didn't care, but Wei Long knew that this drop of true god's blood was no less than a treasure of the Fire Golden Vine.

Wei Long was inexplicably moved in his heart, obviously this elder was afraid that he would rashly kill the Divine Son and attract danger.

The organization of the Gods and Demons Society, it is impossible for the Pantheon not to be aware of it, but the members of the Gods and Demons Association are loose, and the tasks are also passed in one direction, even if they lay traps, they don't know who is carrying out the tasks.

The Gods and Demons Society is a small circle of like-minded people, and it is more out of a sense of responsibility to prevent the expansion of the Pantheon.

The more such people, the more difficult it is for the Pantheon to target.

And a fledgling like Wei Long, who covets the blood of the gods, is more likely to be targeted.

"I said I didn't take a risk, I took a risk. When Wei Long thought about it, he also woke up.

He had always sworn that he would not take risks lightly, but after killing Ming Ba, the divine blood was so fragrant that he was 'smart' enough to ask for some information from Wan Renzhu.

It's not that Wei Long can't be killed, but he is a little anxious.

Killing Snake Six, Snake Seven and Killing Yuan Thirteen are too close to each other, I am afraid that now some of the young geniuses of the Pantheon will have some high-ranking gods secretly guarding and waiting for him.

Wei Long thought that he was very calm and low-key.

But deep down in his heart, Sun Fenghan, a disciple of the old true lineage, closed his retreat and apologized, and Liu Wufeng, the captain of the law enforcement team, resigned and retreated.

Ay.

People are like this, if they are not careful, they will slap themselves.

Moreover, I don't know it yet.

In the end, you can't escape a real fragrance.

"The pantheon asked us to negotiate with us in advance. Zeng Qingru saw that Wei Long had realized something, and nodded with relief.

......

"I'm not leaving. ”

Zeng Qingru asked people to take good care of Wang Duoduo, and now that the auction in Baibao City is over, Wang Duoduo has been taken care of well.

All the way to the mountains and rivers, to the town hundreds of miles away from the giant crocodile mountain.

Zeng Qingru and Wei Long came to pick him up, and the little guy was awkward.

"Aunt Pingping, I'm not leaving. Wang Duoduo grabbed a woman's hand, he was raised white and chubby, and his little hands were chubby, "I want to follow Aunt Pingping." ”

The woman was a disciple of Lingxu Dongtian, named Zhen Pingping, who was sweet and cute, and coaxed at this moment: "Didn't Duoduo say that he wanted his parents?"

"I want Aunt Pingping, I want Aunt Pingping. ”

Wang Duoduo almost forgot about his parents.

Wei Long and Zeng Qingru looked at each other.

Ekou City is a city that has gradually flourished due to the development of the jade deposits of the giant crocodile mountain.

Some people say that there was once a pure-blooded desolate beast ancestral crocodile in the Giant Crocodile Mountain, and the blood was scattered on the earth, forming a jade deposit. It's just legend.

The largest family in Ekou City is the Wang family.

The Wang family made a fortune from mining, and in the hands of Wang Chuanping, the head of the previous generation, it really became bigger, and even established a city, which became bigger and bigger.

"Hey. ”

In the courtyard of the Wang family, Wang Jiadong walked out of the inner house, and he was in a bad mood when he had a big quarrel with his wife, "Duoduo hasn't heard from you yet, what is the attitude of the Pantheon, and you don't care about Ming Ba?"

"Family master, Ming Ba has not heard from him for more than half a month, and we can't investigate the Liyu Building, and the God and Demon Zhou family didn't let the news leak. ”

A scribe dressed as a staff member beside him said, "Our plan should be done." ”

"I hope so. Wang Jiadong sighed, his father was a strong man who led the Wang family to prosperity.

But in the current Wang Jiadong's view, his father's vision back then was still too short-sighted.

Back then, after discovering the Xiayu deposit, Wang Chuanping knew that he could not monopolize it, and their Wang family had no strength to monopolize it at all.

also cooperated with the Zhou family of gods and demons, and before he could decide how to develop it, he was informed by the Pantheon and intervened.

A hundred years ago, the Pantheon had just established a branch in Tiesha City, and it was in urgent need of funds, so it got the news from nowhere and wanted to forcibly seize the mineral deposits discovered by the Wang family.

Wang Chuanping's clever means directly attracted Lingxu Cave Heaven, and used the mine to develop two percent of the jade, so that Zeng Qingru, who was still the true legend, intervened.

At that time, Zeng Qingru, who was about to abdicate, was already on the edge of the realm of gods and demons and needed resources.

Equally.

I also deeply realized the threat of the Pantheon's opening of a branch hall in the Southern Wilderness to the Lingxu Cave Heaven and the human race.

Pushing the boat down the river exerted the influence of the cave sky, and did not let the Pantheon succeed, so that the Wang family could take charge of the mineral deposits.

"But success also benefits, and defeat also benefits. Wang Jiadong sighed and said to the scribes beside him: "You said, if my father had completely voted for Zeng Qingru and Lingxu Cave, he probably wouldn't have suffered misery in his later years." ”

The scribe persuaded: "The master of the family, the top priority is to keep the royal family." ”

"As a son, I am a son of man in vain! As a father, I am even more unqualified!" Wang Jiadong clenched his fists fiercely.

Wang Chuanping died a year ago in the mine beast crisis, but this is the northern land of Xing'an County, not the edge of the great wilderness, and the sudden appearance of the relict seed reveals the atmosphere of conspiracy everywhere. And a month ago, a pantheon madman named Ming Ba robbed his young son, just like the Pantheon back then, and insisted on getting a piece of the pie from the mine.