"Boom—"

"Boom—"

A deafening loud sound was like the sound of ten thousand drums in unison, and the black waves rushed towards Zhitian one after another, like the glow of Kuafu chasing the sun trying to blast down the sky.

In the midst of this black ocean of spiritual spirits, there is a majestic mountain range crawling on the surface of the sea like an angry dragon, rumbling and stretching and expanding.

This is the Gangshan Mountain in Ji Cheng's clear little Qiankun, and its majesty is no less than that of the Metaverse powerhouse in the Tianyuan Aurora Realm, and it is even more refined and condensed.

It also grows endlessly day and night, as if it will never reach its limit.

At the top of Gangshan Mountain is a Purple Mansion forged by Yuan Qi, and every trace and wisp of Metaverse tire qi absorbed into it is finally introduced into it after being refined layer by layer.

At this moment, in the deepest part of the Purple Mansion, there is a dazzling sun slowly giving birth.

It swelled and grew again and again, and was condensed and compressed again and again, constantly refining and refining the turnips, and the amount of vitality consumed in the process was jaw-dropping, and fortunately, it could barely support it in the Tongyuan Tower.

I don't know how long it took, but a faint shadow slowly emerged from the depths of the placenta-like sun, like the embryonic shape of a baby, the size of an adult's thumb, and it was difficult to find it unless you looked closely.

This is what the fairy family said about the Yuan Baby, once the great achievement is like a pregnancy in October, once delivered, breaking the cage and stepping into the realm of Tianyuan Aurora.

But obviously, now this primordial infant in Ji Chengqing's Purple Mansion is far from taking shape, and he still needs to cultivate day after day, patiently waiting for the day when the water will fall to the ground.

After all, he is only sixteen years old and has enough opportunity and capital to accomplish this leap feat in the foreseeable years ahead. Therefore, Ji Chengqing was not in a hurry at all, and he didn't think it was a big deal, just a scenery he had seen on the journey to the peak of the avenue. Although it is beautiful, it is unbearable to be nostalgic, and it cannot be stopped because of this. Ahead, there must be more majestic mountains and oceans beckoning you to climb and conquer.

His state of mind did not fluctuate at all times, and he still maintained his initial peace and patience. And the surface of the skin slowly glows with a layer of dragon scales, like a cold star flashing, exuding a rich brilliance.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

The Heart of the Ten Thousand Year Frost Holy Dragon gradually awakened under the stimulation of the mellow Metaverse fetal qi, emitting a powerful trembling roar, and the golden fresh dragon blood kept being squeezed out of the heart, pouring into the blood, quietly transforming his body between cycles.

As the concentration of dragon blood in his body increased, the fusion of Ji Chengqing and the heart of the Ten Thousand Years Frost Holy Dragon was gradually strengthened. The brilliance of the dragon scales on his skin began to slowly melt, as if he were draped in real dragon scales, and their strength was enough to withstand the full force of a powerhouse in the same realm without being completely unguarded.

If the leaders of the Heavenly Dao Sect saw the reborn changes that Ji Chengche had produced at this moment, I don't know if they would regret agreeing to let Ji Chengche enter the tower to cultivate, but what made them regret even more was still to come.

When Ji Chengche felt that there were faint signs of saturation in Xiao Qiankun, and he couldn't refine more of the Metaverse fetal qi that had been accumulated in the intervening period, he immediately made a decision and slowly stopped cultivating.

After about a stick of incense, Ji Chengche opened his eyes and found that the concentration of vitality in the stone room had dropped by seventy percent, and the remaining three achievements were a pity to give up, but this is like eating, even if the table is full of delicacies from the mountains and seas, after all, a person only has one stomach, and he must digest it before he can continue to eat, otherwise it will be more than a joke to starve the bold and starve to death.

Suddenly, he muttered in surprise, and realized that he was already above the eye of the heavenly array, and when he raised his eyes to look at the hourglass set up in the stone room, three full days and three nights had passed.

He raised his palm, and saw that a layer of black dragon scales was fading into his skin. Compared to when he first came in, his skin was more radiant and plump, like a flawless jade.

His divine sense is also rising, and the sky is full of brilliance like a morning glow, and he can clearly sense the fluctuations of the Metaverse tire gas in the entire stone room with a slight movement of his mind.

The tide in the small Qiankun gradually subsided, and the black Gangshan Mountain slowly stopped this round of growth, but it was much stronger than before.

A soft and brilliant cloud of light shrouded the peak of Gang Mountain, which was the brilliance of the condensed True Yuan.

In the depths of the Purple Mansion, the prototype of the Yuan Infant was like a peaceful fetus, curled up in the big day, as if asleep.

Ji Chengqing spent half an hour checking the condition of his body, and couldn't help but sigh that the Heavenly Dao Sect had such a unique feng shui treasure, which was enough to make the cultivation of his disciples twice as effective with half the effort. However, if the heart is not right, the higher the cultivation, the more the disaster, such as the generation of Amaterasu.

He looked at the hourglass in the stone chamber again, and his heart was filled with hesitation.

The opportunity is rare, not to mention that there are still seven days left, and he should have time to complete the second round of cultivation, and then go to the abyss at the bottom of the tower to find the legendary Heavenly Yuan Treasure Mirror.

But the abyss is unfathomable, and the Heavenly Yuan Treasure Mirror has been lost for many years, and it may be more difficult to find it than to ascend to the sky. So from this point of view, even ten days of full use is not enough at all.

Fortunately, he has the anti-heaven destiny plate borrowed by Tang Xue, relying on the guidance of this treasure, and if he is lucky, he may have a glimmer of hope for success.

Cultivation can be done at any time, but the opportunity to find the Heavenly Yuan Treasure Mirror is only once.

The opportunity must not be missed and never come again, Ji Chengche finally made up his mind to give up the remaining seven days of cultivation and go to the abyss to venture out to hunt for treasures.

He took out the witch pen and dipped it in invisible sand, and drew a witch spell on the back of his left hand.

Although this invisible witch spell has been recorded in the 100,000 witch classics, Ji Chengche is not familiar with it, and this time he is able to catch it, and it is thanks to Tang Xue who has fallen on his words and teachings before he comes.

After drawing the invisibility spell, Ji Chengqing condensed his divine consciousness and recited the incantation, the pattern on the back of his hand lit up slightly, and the whole person disappeared into the air.

He continued to stretch his senses to make sure that there was nothing unusual outside the stone room, and then he carefully opened the stone door.

"Huh-" The stone gate rose, and a strong Metaverse fetal gas poured in from outside.

Ji Chengqing contracted his pores and held his breath, and instead used the fetal breath in his body to keep out the surging vitality.

He walked out of the stone room, the tower was silent and empty, and there was no one in sight, and the milky white Metaverse fetal qi was rolling like a cloud, making people not know where they were.

Walking to the railing and looking down, the feet are like a sea of clouds falling bottomlessly, and the rolling white vitality is spurting up, just like white clouds coming out.

Ji Chengche jumped out of the corridor without hesitation, and his body was like a tern flying in the wind and slowly sinking, falling into the abyss at the bottom of the tower.

"Whew-" The wind in his ears roared, and the violent vitality turmoil deduced and transformed in front of him, and the floating light flew by like a flash.

Ji Chengqing stretched his limbs and let his body keep falling in the abyss, quite a bit of a feeling of drifting with the tide.

Soon he lost his sense of direction, and the white mist was surging from front to back, to the left and right, and it was getting thicker and thicker, pressing down on his body as if it were substance.

His body continued to sink, as if he would never see the bottom, the pressure of the vitality around him gradually increased, coupled with the violent friction caused by the fall, Ji Chengche gradually felt pain in his body, as if he had been stuffed into the grinding disc by someone.

Although the body of the holy dragon could barely withstand such a crush, Ji Chengche still felt that his chest was stuffy and his bones were about to crack, and he couldn't help but secretly panic and began to consciously control the sinking speed.

In this way, I don't know how many zhang it fell, and suddenly the sky swirled suddenly, and without any warning, the whole person seemed to cease to exist, giving birth to a strange illusion of being out of the body.

Fortunately, this situation only lasted for a few seconds, and Ji Cheng's mind "boomed" like an explosion, and then slowly regained his sanity and consciousness.

He was shocked to see that he was standing in an endless sea of white clouds, and his feet were obviously rolling clouds, but the feeling of stepping on them was no different from the ground.

Surrounded by the surging Metaverse fetal gas, some go straight, some hover in place, some keep bursting, and some have paradoxical shapes that keep shrinking, making it difficult to walk like a minefield.

What kind of place is this, could it be the rumored fetal heart of the Metaverse?

Thinking of this, Ji Chengche immediately shook his head and denied this speculation. If this is the case, the secret of the Metaverse is too simple, not to mention that it is as close as the witch saint Tang Yu has already explored it.

Therefore, he should still be in the abyss, but he can't reach the world or the ground.

"Keng!" Suddenly there was a sound, and the Fetal Yuan Divine Knife automatically popped out of the sheath in half, trembling violently as if it would take off at any time and fly for nine days.

Ji Chengche was taken aback, and immediately realized that this was the Fetal Yuan Divine Knife, which sensed the strong fetal qi of the Metaverse around it and sent out a strong resonance.

You must know that the Fetal Yuan Divine Knife is superior to the Metaverse Fetal Qi in front of you in terms of purity and texture, and it can be said to be the king of the ancestral knives of the Yuan Qi.

Almost at the same time, a hurricane pavement dozens of zhang long swept in, and at first glance it looked like a white and flawless jade dragon.

Ji Chengqing's heart is not good, this jade dragon is not an ordinary hurricane, but a terrifying storm condensed by the fetal qi of the Metaverse. For now, you must dodge its sharpness as quickly as possible. It's just that this jade dragon came too fast, and in a blink of an eye, it was already within a few feet of Ji Chengqing.

Hide, obviously it's too late, Ji Chengche didn't want to pull out the Fetal Yuan Divine Knife from behind and slash out against the wind.

"Woo-" As soon as the hurricane touched the blade of the Fetal Yuan Divine Knife, it quickly separated to the sides like a mouse seeing a cat, and there was a thrilling passing from Ji Cheng's side.

Ji Chengche put away the Fetal Yuan Divine Knife and took out the Destiny Plate against Heaven, while condensing the divine consciousness gurgling into it, slowly turning the Destiny Disk, deducing and calculating the next direction.

After a moment, he walked forward if he felt something, and one person, one knife and one plate walked deep in this turbulent vitality. (83 Chinese Net.)