The Immortal King Pill melted in her mouth, and Han Long sighed, which was worse than she expected. Although the elixir she expected before www.biquge.info "Fun" Pavilion could not increase the chances of advancing to the Immortal King, it could also increase some immortal aura for her to cultivate. So while swallowing the elixir, she also began to run her own exercises. It's not to impact the Immortal King Thunder Tribulation, but I don't want the elixir that Mo Wuji has worked so hard to refine to be wasted.

But in fact, this elixir is useless except for melting in the mouth, not even the slightest fairy breath and medicinal properties. In other words, the pill refined by Mo Wuji is usually similar to a flour dough coated with a little red, oh, it is a flour dough with a Immortal King Dandao Fruit added, it is really too ordinary.

Han Long was about to stand up, when suddenly a thought suddenly appeared in her cultivation perception. At this moment, she actually felt the wonder and surprise that she had just begun to cultivate and absorbed the first wisp of aura. How many years ago was this?

Then Han Long's body actually began to simulate the situation when she opened the first spiritual network, followed by the situation of opening the second spiritual network, and the third ......

After that, she is out of the ordinary, she is Yuandan......

Soon, she once again realized the feeling that she had just stepped into the realm of human immortals, earth immortals, heavenly immortals, and golden immortals......

Han Long obviously had this strength, but when she was now impacting the Immortal King realm, she actually depicted the feeling of every time she cultivated and advanced in the deepest part of her heart. It was as if she had re-evolved from an ordinary mortal to the immortal path step by step.

She finally advanced to the Great Luo Immortal, Han Long had not been promoted to the Great Luo Immortal for a long time, and the familiar feeling before had not completely disappeared, and she had relived it again at this moment.

Then, she realized the Dao Yun of the Immortal King, which is a kind of heaven and earth breath, a new world that breaks the shackles of her own immortal cultivation, as long as she advances to the Immortal King, she can be regarded as a real powerhouse, and only then can she have a chance to control her own destiny.

How could there be such a coincidence in the world? Han Long didn't have time to think about whether it was this kind of realization that this Immortal King Pill brought her. At this moment, her perception of the Immortal King Realm was getting deeper and deeper, so deep that Han Long never thought that she would one day have such a clear understanding of her Dao.

Even if she stepped into the realm of the Immortal King, she didn't expect that she could have such a deep understanding of her Dao, this realization seemed to be engraved in her mind, so that she could cross it with a single move.

The surrounding Spirit Gathering Array played a role at this moment, because at this moment, the endless immortal aura was swept away by Han Long. The sky was overcast, and it seemed that a powerful thunderstorm was brewing.

Han Long closed her eyes, her hands were constantly playing the mysterious law, and the momentum on her body was also rising at this moment.

Mo Wuji, who was protecting the Dharma on the side, breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand and grabbed millions of immortal crystals and threw them into the Spirit Gathering Array.

Before, Han Long said that there was a problem with the Immortal King Pill he had refined, and he was also taken aback. Now it seems that there should be no problem with his Immortal King Pill, otherwise Han Long would not have been able to usher in the Immortal King Thunder Tribulation.

Mo Wuji's refining of the Immortal Pill was not only no problem, if Han Long was able to speak at this time, she would definitely say without hesitation, this was the first-class Immortal Pill in the entire Immortal Realm. No, this can't be regarded as the Lixian Wang Dan, the Lixian Wang Dan doesn't have this powerful Dandao aura.

"Boom, boom!" Several thick thunder arcs thundered down, and Mo Wuji knew that this was nothing to do with him.

Han Long didn't know how long it had been since she had been preparing to advance to the Immortal King, and when the thunder arc came down, she even more unhurriedly sacrificed her defensive magic weapon, and then continued to condense her Immortal Yuan.

Mo Wuji looked at this thunder arc from the side, and felt like that. Han Long's Immortal King Thunder Tribulation asked him to cross it now, and he could also get through it, and it was even easier than Han Long.

Han Long's perception of the Immortal Wang Dan was refined by him, and that kind of Heaven and Earth Dao aura Mo Wuji had no interest in comprehending, this thing seemed to be fried leftovers to him.

He simply sacrificed the fairy puppet and placed a cyan spar in the puppet's slot at the same time. The spar was put into the fairy golem, and the fairy golem didn't look the same, it was still as ugly. But as soon as this spar was put into the immortal puppet, Mo Wuji immediately felt the change of this immortal puppet.

It seemed that there was an aura of destruction that filled his divine thoughts, and at this time, Mo Wuji had such a feeling, as long as he wanted, he could order the immortal puppet to tear apart the heaven and earth here at any time. This may be an illusion, but it also shows that this fairy puppet is really powerful.

If it weren't for Mo Wuji's fear that this immortal puppet would be too terrible to consume spars, he would even want to let his immortal puppet try it out and see how powerful it was.

Mo Wuji reached out and touched the fairy puppet's head, thinking in his heart that he didn't know if this fairy puppet could stop Lun Cai's bastard.

"Shake the pot, you can come out too. Mo Wuji saw that there was still some time left for Han Long's catastrophe, so he simply threw the pot out.

He just glanced at Han Long, who had crossed the catastrophe, and he was not interested in continuing to wait and see. In his eyes, Uncle Mo's tribulation is more exciting.

"Uncle, this ugly pimple looks very stupid, can ......," said the puppet who threw the pot on the shoulder of the fairy puppet.

But before it could finish saying this, the fairy puppet snorted, "You are the ugly pimple, your whole family is the ugly pimple." ”

Not only was he stunned, but Mo Wuji was also a little stunned. He never knew that this fairy golem could still speak, which was simply too intelligent. It's just a matter of being able to speak, but the key thing is that what this guy said sounds familiar?

"Can you speak, why didn't I notice it when I was refining you?" Mo Wuji asked in surprise.

Mo Wuji was asking in his mouth, and he was already vigilant in his heart. To be able to speak means to have intelligence, and to have intelligence means to have your own thoughts. An immortal puppet with his own ideas is not scary, but the scary thing is that he doesn't seem to have complete control over this fairy golem. Unless the intelligent part that can speak is the technology chip part, he will be reassured.

The immortal puppet said angrily, "I could have spoken, this thing was sealed by Han Yi's guy, only after the spar is put in, can I spit it it out and you continue refining." ”

After speaking, the immortal puppet opened his mouth and spit out a slap-sized thing engraved with a formation pattern to Mo Wuji.

As soon as Mo Wuji took over this thing engraved with formation patterns, he knew that what this immortal puppet could speak was not the technological part, but the real simulator spirit.

I don't know what material this simulator spirit is refining, but it actually contains vitality. In other words, if this immortal puppet has been washed by the Dao rhyme of heaven and earth, it is very likely that one day this simulator spirit will become a real machine spirit, but this immortal puppet has life intelligence, and it is not impossible to even cultivate into life.

What a powerful refining method, Mo Wuji sighed in his heart, and at the same time began to refine this simulator spirit. In just one pillar of incense, Mo Wuji refined this simulator spirit. At this time, he completely relieved his heart.

He now knew that it was impossible for this immortal puppet to attack his master against the water, and secondly, this simulator spirit was where the immortal puppet's life was, and now as long as he had a thought, this immortal puppet would completely collapse.

Mo Wuji also understood why Han Yi wanted to seal this simulator spirit, and he needed Qingjing to open it. As long as someone from the Han family goes to that relic cave, even if they get the immortal puppet, there is no way to use it, because there is no Qingjing. Without the essence blood of the Han family, the ring would not recognize the owner, and forcibly opening it would only cause the space of the ring to collapse, and all the things inside would be destroyed.

Knowing this truth, Mo Wuji was in a good mood, he sent the simulator spirit into the mouth of the immortal puppet and said, "You take this back, and I offended an immortal emperor in the late stage, can you beat it?"

The immortal puppet said disdainfully, "The Immortal Emperor is a fart in the later stage. ”

Mo Wuji didn't think much about the fairy puppet's words, he heard this, and immediately patted the fairy puppet's head happily, "Not bad, not bad, I'll call you ...... in the future"

Mo Wuji began to think of names for the Immortal Puppet, if he knew what the Immortal Puppet meant by that it had seen too many strong people who were stronger than the late Immortal Emperor, it was not that the strength of the Immortal Emperor in the late stage was a fart in its eyes, maybe he wouldn't have the mood to think about the name.

"Uncle, it's better to call it a throwing bowl, I call it a throwing pot, he calls it a throwing bowl. Throwing the pot on the side, he saw Mo Wuji thinking of a name for the pimple, and hurriedly came up with a bad idea. In its eyes, the pot is more important than the bowl.

"Uncle, then I also call it dumping. The fairy puppet put away the machine spirit and said unceremoniously. Even the salutation began to learn to shake the pot.

"No, Shake the pot is my name, you can only call it Shake the bowl. And the uncle is my name, you are just a puppet, you want to call the master. When the big mosquito saw a pimple, he dared to compete with it for a name, and he was immediately furious.

"I just call it uncle, uncle, uncle, uncle......" The fairy puppet didn't shake the pot at all, and looked like you could help me.

The anger of the pot was like thunder, but it was a pity that although it had been cultivating with Mo Wuji for a while, it was only a seventh-level demon beast now. Compared to the immortal puppet, 108,000 miles is just the beginning.

Mo Wuji waved his hand and said, "Let's call it the Great Wilderness, anyway, I met you in the Great Wilderness, this name is good." ”

"Thank you, uncle, in the future, I will call this great wilderness slightly better than throwing the pot. "The immortal puppet didn't dare to be rude to Mo Wuji.

"Brother Dahuang, although I came to the uncle one step earlier than you, and I also know that I respect the old and love the young, you just came here, and you want to stand on my head and? Believe it or not, I will eat you in a few bites?"

The Immortal Puppet Great Wilderness was about to refute, but Mo Wuji hurriedly said, "Don't fight, everyone has to help each other together." ”

He knows very well the heels of the pot, maybe Dahuang doesn't take the words of the pot to heart, but when Mo Wuji knew that the pot was a descendant of the bloodthirsty black ant mosquito, he knew that what the pot said was true. This big mosquito really has the ability to eat the wilderness.

If one day this mosquito takes advantage of the great wilderness to have no spars, and he eats the great wilderness during retreat, the loss will be great.

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