Qiao Chen'an found a room at random, set up a few magic circles around him for vigilance, and then meditated cross-legged, contemplated the heavenly heart, and entered the cultivation.

He hugged Yuan Shouyi, his mind sank into the heart of heaven, and he saw the Yang God villain who radiated endless light and was almost as bright as the sun.

This Yang God is the fruit of his divine soul, the source spirit of the Great Dao, and every inch is filled with masculine and blazing pure yang energy. If you look closely, you will find that the appearance of this Yang God villain is exactly the same, it is simply a shrunken "Qiao Chen'an".

As long as the cultivation reaches in the future, this yang god will completely transform into a primordial god, and at that time, Qiao Chenan can already be regarded as the lowest level of immortals.

He quietly savored the various changes that had taken place in his soul, felt the power he had never had before, and as soon as his mind moved, the yang god escaped from the top, broke through the barrier of the house, and turned into a blazing white streamer and soared straight into the sky.

The wind was blowing, carrying the breath of midsummer, and passed through his yang god, and in the depths of the firmament, a round of scorching sun released a thousand golden rays, sprinkling into all corners of the earthly world, dispelling the deep darkness.

Qiao Chen'an's Yang God statue was draped in a layer of glow feathers, radiant and colorful, almost like a god descending to the earth, he only felt a feeling of comfort and warmth, and he was no longer like a yin god when he was only burned in the skylight.

Not far away, Bai Suzhen seemed to feel something, and when she raised her head, she just saw Qiao Chen Anyang God rushing into the sky, bathing in the skylight, and she was sincerely happy for him, and a shallow smile bloomed on the corner of her mouth.

It's still the same as when we first met, but it's not what it used to be.

Xiaoqing was lying on the bed, covered with embroidered futon, her face was still a little pale, and a few strands of hair fell mischievously to her cheeks, but she was even more enchanting.

A pair of clear eyes said Bai Suzhen's gaze, and she also saw this scene, her eyes contained a trace of strange brilliance, and she suddenly felt that she would probably never forget this scene in front of her in her life.

He whispered, "You're really good!" but I don't know who I'm talking to.

Bai Suzhen looked back and saw Xiaoqing's unyielding look, and she was even more sure of the guess in her heart, it seems that the naughty and reckless Qing'er has also grown up!

It's no wonder that she is like this, in the face of such a man, even if she has a thousand-year-old Dao heart, she is a little moved, not to mention this little girl who seems to be vicious on her face, but is actually simple-minded.

secretly said in his heart: "Chen'an, why do you have such charm?" Thinking of all the things I met and knew him, I couldn't help but lose my mind for a while.

Qiao Chen'an naturally didn't know what Qing Yibai was thinking in his heart, he was busy savoring the various changes in his Yang God, and as soon as his mind moved, the Yang God turned into a streamer of light, and instantly flew away hundreds of meters away, which was several times faster than when he usually flew.

He suddenly felt something in his heart, and the inside of the Yang God lit up with complicated veins, and blue wings loomed in the void, and the next moment they disappeared in place.

Three thousand meters away, Qiao Chen'an's Yang God showed his body, and there was still a little shock on his face, and he said, "It's so fast!"

When he first cultivated the Garuda Wings, he carved the mana true pattern in his body, as the origin power of this divine power, and after he cultivated the Yang God, these true patterns were automatically mapped into the divine soul.

Therefore, although Qiao Chen'an is now in the state of the Yang God, he can still operate this divine power, and because of the characteristics of the Yang God, the speed is several minutes faster than before, and the mind is three thousand meters away, and he has a faint bit of the demeanor of the ancient god bird Garuda.

When he condenses all the 36,000 mana true patterns, he can fully exert the power of this magical power, and a single thought is 3,000 miles, which can be called the fastest in the world.

Qiao Chen'an tasted the power of this magic power for the first time, and just condensed the yang god, there was endless curiosity in his heart, and after identifying a direction, he used his magic power one after another, turning into a colorful streamer and submerging into the green underworld.

The mountains and rivers are rapidly receding, and the scenery under the feet is gradually changing, the jungle is becoming more and more lush, the ancient trees are towering, the large lakes are dotted like pearls, and the miasma is like smoke.

I don't know how long it took, Qiao Chen'an felt tired for a while, and then stopped, the scenery in front of him had changed greatly, surrounded by low peaks and strange stones, hanging springs and strange cypresses, and many plants that had never been seen before.

"Where is this?"

Qiao Chen thought in peace of mind, he had just fled all the way to the south, and at this moment he had probably arrived at the south of Yunzhou and the north of Leizhou, the junction of these two states.

While thinking to himself, he suddenly heard a noisy voice coming from the front of him, so he fled all the way, only to see a group of strange people dressed in simple animal skins and carved with strange art patterns around a circular altar.

At a cursory glance, the crowd numbered in the hundreds, men, women, and children, all gathered around the altar at this moment, with reverent expressions and strange notes in their mouths.

Near the altar was an old man with pale hair and bark, wearing a colorful birdtail hat and holding a staff-like thing in his hand, and dancing around the altar with words in his mouth.

The words spoken by these people seemed to be a local indigenous dialect, but Qiao Chenan couldn't understand a word, and said secretly in his heart: "The Great Xia Dynasty is divided into Kyushu, with the Central Three Continents being the most prosperous, looking at these people in front of them, I am afraid that they are the indigenous barbarians of the Southern Three Continents, and they look like sacrifices at the moment." ”

The old man chanted for a long time, and finally stopped moving, a pair of deep-set small eyes showed a fine light, and a few strange words suddenly came out of his mouth, and the people around the altar all knelt on the ground in horror.

Dozens of young men and women suddenly walked out of the crowd and came to the altar, the dozens of young women stood on the whirlpool-like veins, and the rest of the men rushed up, tearing off the animal skin from the woman's body, revealing a large area of snow-white skin, and actually intersected with each other directly on the spot.

Yin sheng lang constantly, the scene is not obscene!

Qiao Chenan wanted to leave, but in his heart, he felt that this matter was very strange, so he chose to stay, wanting to see what this group of people wanted to do.

He was surprised to find that these women were all virgins, and little by little red dripped onto the veins of the altar, which seemed to be nourished by something, and the blood was quickly absorbed.

Soon the group went down, and dozens of young men and women were replaced, and then they had intercourse, and it was not surprising that these women were all virgins, and the blood of the virgins fell on the altar and soon disappeared.

Qiao Chen's peace of mind gave birth to a bit of a bad premonition, strange tribes, strange altars, strange behaviors, and a sense of weirdness everywhere.

"What the hell are these people trying to do?!"

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