The fantasy silk thread turned into a net, this is the simplest rule, it landed on the 'boulder' in the pool, its light dimmed a lot, only a very small amount of source qi can overflow from it, put the 'boulder' into the storage bag, the corner of the mouth showed a satisfied smile, the body flew up in the air, directly submerged into the pool, the rich source qi from the surface of the body into the inside, so that he was refreshed.

On the outside, eleven people are still looking for traces of the Dream Source Flower, however, how can an 'old monster' who has lived for nearly 10,000 years be so easy to find, can only be searched carefully inch by inch, if there is no first opportunity, it can only be one day in the half moon, at that time, the Dream Source Flower will automatically appear and accept a wisp of growth rules descended from the heavens.

It is like a monk, and when it reaches a certain time limit, it will also be calamitized, and there is no danger in accepting the rules, but it must remain immobile for a period of time, and if there is no accident, it will be promoted if it intercepts a wisp of rules and ascends for a hundred years. But how can it be so easy, such a dream source flower at this time, that time is the most dangerous, because you have to survive the human calamity, heaven and earth, and human calamity are the most troublesome.

Cultivation is to ask for something from the heavens, and there is no unwarranted love in the world, and punishment will be sent down in order to maintain a certain balance in the world.

On the outside of the mountain range, Feng Xingyun looked at the verdant in front of him, dressed in white, spotless, with an ancient sword hanging from his waist, like a person in a painting.

"Feng Xingyun, is it not unruly?" an old man (Tian Luan, the guardian of Li Shendan before) frowned, his slender white beard hung down to his chest, his half-white hair was meticulous, his eyes flashed sharply, and he looked at the person in front of him.

Around the old man, six figures suddenly flashed, one of which was a middle-aged reckless man (Leopard Biao) standing behind Feng Xingyun, his huge body was extremely oppressive, his body was draped in cyan short sleeves, and he was holding a mace more than one person high in his hand, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and a strong aura emanated from his body.

The other four people appeared behind the old man before, none of them were dressed like the old man before, a dream source flower was already worth their fight, after all, borrowing the dream source flower, supplemented by various high-grade spiritual materials, will be able to refine a furnace of elixir, let alone three or four, more than seven or eight, this is a heaven-level elixir, they can't help but deal with it carefully.

And the demon clan and the human race monks have been fighting since ancient times, the battle has never stopped, and the victory and defeat have been circulating, if it is not for the change of the general environment, otherwise, it is still the demon clan to dominate this land, even now, the strength of the demon clan is not weak, dating back to tens of thousands of years ago, the demon clan has carried out a vigorous war, regardless of victory or defeat, or both are defeated.

"Don't worry, I can't pull the skin to compete with the juniors, it's just that one person killed my Demon Emperor bloodline before, and this matter really can't be done. His meaning is self-evident, he is just looking for someone to go up, if he is hindered again, then let's do it.

Under the precedence of Feng Xingyun, the remaining five old men exchanged with each other, and then flew towards the mountain range, since they couldn't stop it, then they went together, as for the rules agreed in the past, they couldn't be counted, perhaps, the rules appeared to break it.

Seven people gathered in one place, their divine consciousness dispersed, sweeping this mountain range, did not alarm the participating monks, walked around here twice, but found the traces of the dream source flower, but the seven people are not easy to do, otherwise they really have to sword each other, as for the message out, it is not necessary, the dream source flower escape method really has a set, unless you can set up a formation here, and then invite you into the urn, otherwise their cultivation can only be seen.

The middle-aged reckless man before the "Third Prince" spoke, and after wandering around twice, it was not that he had gained nothing, at least there was no one in the Heavenly Demon Valley, even if he hadn't even seen him, it was very suspicious. And the other party will definitely not let go of such an opportunity, after all, there is a strong man who is close to a catastrophe by his side, if he can't come in, then the other party is not enough for him to pay attention to.

"Come back then. A cold voice sounded, and a few green and yellow leaves fell. Bao Biao didn't speak again, and stood in one place directly with the person in front of him, his divine sense scanned, the wind and rain did not move, and the water and fire did not invade, so wait for the flowers to bloom, and people will always appear.

A black hair fluttered from the source liquid pool, revealing a handsome face, looking at the source liquid pool that was gradually revealing the bottom, as well as the insect emperor who was cultivating on the side, his heart moved slightly, and he directly collected the remaining source liquid into the slashing space, and he also teleported in together, the surroundings were still gray, the source liquid floated in the air, and continued to disperse, and the space here did not change.

He closed his eyes, and with the help of the connection with the slash, he carefully felt the change of the slash at this time, and time slowly slipped by, and suddenly his eyes opened, and he flew towards a place at a high speed.

In a moment, a gray barrier appeared in front of him, if he didn't look carefully, he wouldn't find it if he wanted to come to the robbery, his eyes flashed brightly, he stretched out his right hand, and stroked it gently, a wave of water passed through the barrier, and a round gate stood quietly in front of him, stepping lightly, and floating in.

A bright white light cluster the size of a baby's fist is suspended in the air, dotted with essence, surrounding the light cluster, extremely beautiful, like a sweet dream, making people warm.

He flew up and approached the light, which did not reject him, or rather, it was a part of him, but it did not have a sapient mind yet, only a hazy sense, knowing that the person in front of him would not harm it.

"Machine Spirit?" he muttered, no longer doubting the level of the Slash, it must be a superb spirit weapon, and it is pregnant with an initial machine spirit, or the machine spirit is a part of himself, perhaps, when the Slash Spirit saved himself, he was generated, but he did not cultivate himself, and he did not have so many resources to cultivate, and at this time, he only realized.

Appearing in the outside world, the Insect Emperor looked at him, and after nearly ten days of cultivation, it has returned to its earliest appearance, but this initially formed body can only be temporarily used as a container for the primordial gods, avoiding the rules of destruction from the outside world, and it has an empty appearance.

Suddenly, the Worm Emperor looked up at the top, his eyes showed a look of surprise, and he said, "It seems that we are the luckiest. ”

As soon as the words fell, he flew out, followed by Kang Ziqing.

A half-opened pink flower appeared in the sight of the two, and they could clearly see that there were several psychedelic dewdrops on the crystal green leaves, shining with colorful light, it had no roots, standing above a superb source crystal, slowly approaching a young grass, and then, the figure flickered, floating beside the grass, a hazy water vapor rose, and the grass quickly withered.

Kang Ziqing frowned slightly, he had always heard that the spirit grasses devoured each other, and he didn't expect to see them in front of him.

The Insect Emperor's eyes emit two beams of transparent light, when he is about to shoot at the opponent. The previous mist surrounded it, and it was ethereal, leaving only a phantom.

The Insect Emperor let out a soft sigh, he couldn't imagine that this spirit grass had such ability.

"River of Blood"

A blood-colored river floated around the perimeter of the source crystal ore, enveloping it, and patches of smoke rose in the corner of the blood river.