Tianzong Yiya and Liu Chongming each figured out the mystery of the so-called "Tianwu Shenxing Ji" on the Qiankun Tablet, and the four strange pictures and texts here were not in the cognition of the three of them, and they didn't know where to start for a while.

Among the three of them, the Tianzong who refined the two primordial gods of yin and yang has the highest talent, but it is a pity that the text on this strange Qiankun tablet is too different, the first text is as thin as a fly's head and scattered and distributed, and each text is as cumbersome as a loom track. The second one is all circles, it's child's play. The third painting is not like words and scenery, but the mountains, lakes and seas are all there. The fourth piece is densely packed with upright small characters, and the words are exactly the same distance from each other, which is extremely old-fashioned. Tianzong thought about it, but still had no clue.

had to follow behind Yi Liyi and observe the past with him.

When I turned around by chance, I saw Liu Chongming's eyebrows frowning, and he was concentrating on remembering the first star chart inherited from the divine realm. Looking at his sad face, he must not have benefited much from his unforgettable skills.

When Tianzong was gloating and deducing the way to crack the Qiankun Monument, he suddenly found that he had already opened a hundred feet distance from Yi Yayi, and he had already reached the last giant monument. Tianzong gave up the third weather map of mountains and rivers and rushed to Yi Yayi. At this time, Yi Yayi actually realized that he had become convinced, and his divine will and breath turned into heavenly water, feeding back the flesh, and it was indeed the brutal cultivation method of the human race forged by the first heavy body and body.

Tianzong tried to decipher the meaning of the words with divine will, but it didn't work, but his heart palpitated terribly. Every time I read a word, my heart is like a wrestler beating a drum, and my heart is about to break, and it seems that this method has nothing to do with me.

Liu Chongming found that this starry divine map was really like a vast sea of stars, and just took out a fly-headed star character, and there was an infinite vast galaxy stardust in it. The divine mind swims in it, and becomes more and more aware of its vast and infinite space.

No matter how much Liu Chongming never forgets, once he tries to sketch this boundless world of stars, he is asking for his own suffering. What's more, there are hundreds of millions of large and small stars in this divine map, and it may be difficult to explore it in ten lifetimes. Inevitably trapped in it and unable to extricate himself, Liu Chongming lost his way back.

Divide the torrent of a great river of qi veins to make up for the lack of Shenhai, and the feeling of malaise can be regarded as a few points better. Tianzong returned to this place and stood side by side with him.

Liu Chongming originally wanted to state the sinister benefits, but when he turned around and saw Tianzong's solemn and happy expression, he knew it in his heart, so he explained more without drawing a snake.

Tianzong has selfish intentions, in fact, he has already coveted this divine map that is most suitable for his martial arts cultivation, but he is too greedy, and he always wants to take the other three techniques into his pocket, so he wastes a lot of time.

I only listened to the edict of Tianzong: "Let's go!"

The female Yang God was the first to break away from the sea of gods and rushed out of the hole. Without the leisure to hold the Heavenly Sect accountable for the heinous crimes that imprisoned him without authorization, he immediately threw himself into the Star Atlas Ocean, like a fish in water.

The other Yin God was much more subtle, and after his burly body fell to the ground, he first bowed to his master on his knees, and then took the iron spear and threw himself into the star map.

Tianzong looked at the divine map that might have become his own burial ground, and grinned: "One yin and one yang, plus one's own natal primordial god, the soldiers are divided into three ways. If you can find the location of this body and this world in the vast divine map, you will be able to respond to the heavens and reach the mysterious realm of wandering freely and soaring over the void. If none of the three gods can return to their bodies...... There is no need to take the soulless body out, just talk to my sister's ward and say that her eldest brother will stay here as a god. ”

After a pause, Tianzong turned his head, his expression was gloomy and decisive, and he instructed Liu Chongming: "Once you find the slightest trace of spiders, it is the female Yang God who is the first to return to the body, remember a word." Kill!"

Liu Chongming's heart was terrified, and he was surprised that a person could actually say a killing word to himself mercilessly. That female Yang God was really so terrifying that Tianzong would rather give up the chance to survive than swear to stop her?

After Tianzong finished speaking, Liu Chongming nodded and promised.

Step on the starry step, and the spirit condenses into light.

This body is still alive, and the soul has traveled far away.

Sending Tianzong away, Liu Chongming introspected himself. I found that after suffering a loss on this divine map, the realm of transforming gods actually plummeted, and at this moment, the waves of the divine sea were already difficult to turn, and Yuan Ying was even more dying. It seems that the more advanced these four techniques are, the more they are enemies of each other, and water and fire are incompatible. However, it was also a blessing in disguise, and two great rivers of qi veins were added to the body, and these two great rivers became more turbulent and turbulent than the previous two.

Liu Chongming lowered his hand and patted the black knife hanging from his waist, his face full of bitterness. Although it is a blessing in disguise and it is worth celebrating, but looking at the situation at this moment, among the four people, he is the only one who cannot comprehend the Tianwu Ginseng Star Age, and the joy disappears.

Picking up his footsteps again, I plan to start with the weather map of mountains and rivers that seems to be the easiest to crack.

Passing by where Sikong Shen was sitting cross-legged, he saw that the small handful of snowdrifts had condensed into a ball, the size of a melon and fruit, and hung in the air.

It is said that Sikong God relied on the magic weapon passed down from his ancestors for generations, and was able to avoid the mirage illusion, pass by the blind old dragon who had not woken up from deep sleep, and arrive here first.

Since the beginning of his determination to break into the Star Feather Immortal Tomb, Sikong Shenzai changed his name to Langye as Shenzai. Consciously cultivating a single technique can never surpass the tomb master who claims to be an immortal, and the way to enter the four techniques must be the astral divine map.

However, the innate advantage of bloodline is missing, and the cultivation in the realm of transforming gods is greatly reduced, and the divine sea in the hole of Sikong God is more than twice as deep and wide as that of Tianzong, but God is unfair, and the bloodline of the Snow God Clan in the body is not obvious. Today's Sikong God can't travel far away, not to mention that the Yuan God can't travel far, and even the Yin God can't go out of the body.

If you want to be complete, you will be ruined, so you have to retreat to the next best thing and study the fairy art that is like a picture circle. This immortal picture is not a text, and the inside is the same as the divine picture, which has the magical effect of connecting the other worlds. This is different from the mustard seed Na Sumeru, the so-called mustard seed Na Sumeru, no matter how big Sumeru is, there is always a boundary, and the way of the rune is often the other world.

Sikong Shen is using the sea of gods in the hole as ink, his eyes as the pen, and writing with divine will. As far as the tip of the pen of the gaze can reach, the circle slowly rotates, like a gear. When the sea of gods was exhausted, the last circle could be outlined.

So the colored light paved the glow, and a lotus pond descended from the world. Each of the huge black lotuses is as grand as a city, and the whole plant is covered with light frost flowers, and the black pressed giant lotus seems to be boundless. There are three lotus ponds in the fairy world, in addition to this cold ink lotus pond, there are two Zijin and Yuqing, each lotus pond was planted with 126,381 immortal lotuses at the beginning of construction. Now there are more withering than new ones, like this cold ink lotus pond, there are no more than 100,000 ink lotuses. The other two lotus ponds are also not optimistic, and the scene is less vigorous and more bleak.

This body is here and there. The two worlds of immortals and humans are connected and separated, with the immortal map as the gateway and the Sikong God as the bridge.

Sikong God is sitting cross-legged, not only sitting in the heart of Molian Lotus, but also sitting in front of the Qiankun Monument. The martial arts cultivation of a body is completely dispersed, and it is turned into the fertility of the lotus pond, except for a pale blue snowflake, which is left as an ice seed.

Open all the acupoints and try your best to absorb the power of the Ink Lotus Immortal Flower.

The light blue snowflakes are divided into two, two into four, and four into sixteen, stretching endlessly, endlessly.

When it was time to succeed, Sikong Shen expected to be able to devour at least one petal, but he only fused a thin frost flower the size of an inch.

Sikong Shen opened his eyes, and his pupils were each printed with a complete immortal map, and a woman with a long and graceful figure standing in the air beside him sneered: "Congratulations to the prince for entering the Huaxu Fairyland, and the Cold Ink Lotus Pond swears to be in the same breath as the master!"

Sikong God knew that this woman was actually incarnated by the remnants of the Yin God, and lived in the "snow body". And the snow body is actually in the hands of Sikong God, and she can make her soul fly away just by moving her thoughts. The only reason why Sikong God is not rushing to kill them is not that she is soft-hearted and remembers her kindness, but just wants to see how she can become a climate in the future. If he is still mediocre under the continuous supply of the immortal spring of the snow body, the Sikong God will kill him ruthlessly without any suspense.

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Liu Chongming found that the meteorological map of the mountains and rivers that had become a small world was actually a glazed true qi armor, ironed and attached to the smooth red jade, and there was a faint thing swimming behind this glazed true qi armor, which seemed to have a hidden scene.

With a slight press of the scabbard, the black knife flicked out of the sheath, piercing through the green mountains.

The closer to this Qiankun monument, the more the black knife engraved with the two ancient characters "Yan Jue" on the surface of the knife will not dare to make a mistake, just like at this time, Liu Chongming manipulated the black knife like an arm and fingers, and he didn't feel the slightest hostility against him.

The aura contained in the black knife burst out, and the thin air flow pushed the blade again, and the power was even more fierce and swift, and the hilt of the knife slammed into the mountain and river weather armor.

It's a pity that the black knife returned in vain and was reclassified into the Jiaofu scabbard. A whole piece of glazed true qi armor with mountain and river meteorology remained immovable, and there was no half of it damaged and lost.

Liu Chongming became angry, and the hundred-zhang dragon violently slammed into the solid glazed true qi armor of the heavenly gate. As soon as the tail was scattered, another tail was added, relying on the support of the four successive qi veins in his body, Liu Chongming wantonly consumed the qi in his body.

The four great rivers of qi veins are magnificent, the qi is endless, the hundred zhang dragon holds its head high and twists its long body, and the mighty posture disappears after crashing into the wall of the qi armor, and the body of the hundred zhang jiao collapses, and the surging qi scrapes the face and hurts.

Liu Chongming's left hand naturally drooped and rested on the end of the handle of the black knife hanging on the left side, and his fingers tapped the handle briskly and continuously. The black knife forged from the handle to the tip of the knife roars in the sheath of the skin, and its sound is subtle and long-lasting. Like a dragon......

No longer breathe into a dragon, breathe deeply, and return to the river to replenish the river!

The four great rivers of qi veins in the body were slightly compensated, but one of the great rivers suddenly dried up to the bottom, and the breath was not left behind, as if the surging river that stretched for thousands of miles was drained in an instant.

There was a faint golden light at the interface of the black knife skin scabbard on his waist, and the black knife was slightly pushed away from the scabbard by an inch. A pair of golden claws poked out of the sheath, and a golden-scaled dragon as small as an earthworm swam out. It grew into a golden-bodied dragon with a body of only three or four feet. The golden-bodied real dragon swings its tail and dances its beard, and every movement reveals a divine coercion that compels people's minds.

Long Chongxiao!

Liu Chongming has the ability to never forget, although he can't compete with a talented and talented son of heaven like Tianzong, but he does have extraordinary talent at the level of comprehending certain martial arts.

At the peak of the power of this type, there were twelve dragons superimposed on Long Chongxiao, Liu Chongming was already able to perceive the true meaning, and the Yin God Blood Jiao, which had no essence and blood to feed, was replaced by a whole river of qi veins, squeezing out the qi machine to the point where there was no trickle left.

The golden-body true dragon fit and collided, and the glazed true qi armor that had become a mountain and river weather shook slightly, and the dragon groaned and thundered.

The sound of the grinding of the minions and the armor wall was like the crying of a mountain ghost, and its sound was like a knife stirring the cochlea, and the sound scratched the ears and scratched the heart, and it was difficult to resist.

After persisting for a long time, a golden-bodied true dragon was still unable to support it alone, so Liu Chongming was ruthless, and dumped the remaining three qi vein rivers together, and rushed to the glazed armor wall with four dragons.

Under the joint efforts of the four dragons to grind, the glazed true qi armor with the meteorology of mountains and rivers can be regarded as breaking a subtle opening. Liu Chongming imitated the method of Liulongchi, pinched and molded a wisp of greedy and devouring Jiaoqi, and injected it into the gap.

As soon as this Jiaoqi entered this heaven and earth, it was like a fish in water, frantically devouring the surrounding breath and turning into its own body. This kind of forcible and reckless cultivation of qi is the most shameful for the righteous people of the martial arts, but it is this kind of arrogant method that is most in line with the orthodox cultivation method of the ancient demon world. After Liu Chongming understood personnel and forgave his father's original choice, he also agreed with his cultivation method, whether it was orthodox exercises or evil external techniques, he always only looked at how the practitioner used it.

Jiaoqi was unimpeded at first, and he was happy to eat. When the gradually growing Jiaoqi reached the core of this heaven and earth, there were nine distinct dragon qi interceptions in the air. These nine dragon breaths are not pure, less but mighty, and a little more ferocious and furious. It turned out that the dragon gave birth to nine sons, and the likes of the scumbags and the eyes. This kind of ancient beast has long been extinct in the earth, but I didn't expect to gather and hide in this realm. Although it is all a wisp of dragon breath, it is enough to take shape in the future.

When Ye Jiao encountered the descendants of the true dragon, not only was he not cowardly and avoided the battle, but on the contrary, he was eager to try and excited. So the two are entangled in one place, and it is difficult to separate.

When the victory and defeat are clear, there is a scene of Jiao swallowing the dragon.

After the big Jiao devoured the nine dragon breaths hidden in this breath heaven and earth, he took the place of the master here, using a dragon pool as a shelter, and waited for the transformation with a big grin.

The whole mountain and river meteorological glazed armor is detached from the stele and peels off, building a round world, and gradually blending with Liu Chongming.

The twelve great rivers of qi veins have all been developed, and each one is stronger and stronger than the other.