"The dragon swims in the shallows, the tiger falls in Pingyang, how can I also be a holy weapon made by the dignified dream saint himself, how can I fall into the hands of a small founder?" Bei Qi's eyebrows had a lotus-shaped colored light the size of a thumb print rolling uncertainly, but this colored light was sending out a resentful cry like a resentful girl in the deep palace: "It's even the founder who has just received the holy power, and the little bird chick that has just hatched out of the eggshell!"

The Holy Realm was shattered, and the Gathering Spirit was also greatly damaged, and the Blue Lynx Palace was almost destroyed. Rao is spirit gathering has the ability to gather the aura of heaven and earth, but after the destruction of the holy realm, he can't refine much holy power from the chaotic aura. He didn't even have the holy power needed to maintain his own routine, let alone recover from his injuries while maintaining the stability of the Blue Lynx Palace.

It's not that Beg met him this time, and after a while, Juling is afraid that he will really die with the Blue Lynx Palace.

That is, Beg touched him and gave him a holy power to enter. Ju Ling, who was so hungry that his eyes were green, hesitated for a long time between the dignity of the holy weapon and the life of the holy weapon, and finally chose his small life as important. He absorbed Beggar's holy power, integrated it into his natal core, and transformed it into the original holy power he needed to repair his injuries and maintain his survival, and Bebeg became his master from then on.

After all, the holy weapon is no different from ordinary creatures, that is, the appearance is a little different, but in fact, the gathering spirit is a living thing. Since it is a living creature, what is particular is that there is a set of nǎi is a mother, now don't beg to have holy power, he is the nǎi mother of Juling, and Juling can only listen to him obediently!

Hearing the ghostly and mournful complaints, Don Beg scolded impatiently: "So much nonsense, why don't you spit out all the holy power I gave you, and then find a dung pit to throw you in?"

Ju Ling immediately closed his mouth, and he shouted in the most enthusiastic and flattering voice, "Master, your light is enough to illuminate the whole chaos. You are the Lord of Destiny, you will definitely be able to restore the glory of the Holy Realm!Ah, give me another piece of holy power, these things taste too bad!"

Don't beg all kinds of Hongmeng treasures that were scavenged from Dao Ancestor and Buddha, except for a few talismans for each of them who were given to Princess Yanle, all the others gathered near the gathering spirit. The Gathering Spirit is devouring the origin of these Hongmeng Treasures, extracting all kinds of aura and substances from them.

After all, the Hongmeng Treasure is all transformed by the projections left by those holy weapons when the Holy Realm is destroyed, and the Gathering Spirit can also get a lot of benefits from it. It's just that this hard-earned self-refining thing, where is there to eat white food? In addition to complaining that he has followed a master who is not very strong, Ju Ling has been begging not to beg to give him a little more jīng, which does not require him to spend his strength on the holy power.

Ju Ling croaked so loudly, Bei Qi was really a headache by him, he had no choice but to mobilize a holy power and lose to Ju Ling, and immediately exchanged for Ju Ling's gushing sycophants. I have to say that the 'sycophant' thing is also very popular in the Holy Realm, and those disciples of the Blue Lynx Palace are even more so for their own ancestors, and Ju Ling doesn't know how many years he has been in the Blue Lynx Palace, and he has learned countless things from various sycophants.

After all, it is a product of the deep and unfathomable Sacred Realm of Boda Jīng, and the sycophants of Juling are already close to the realm of the Dao, which is much more sophisticated than those sycophants in the Pangu world. Even if Beg knew that he was patting his ass, he was actually slapped flutteringly, and his bones were several pounds lighter. He couldn't help but lose a few more holy powers to the Gathering Spirit, and this Gathering Spirit spoke really well.

Ju Ling happily patted the horse with Beggar, and at the same time released his divine sense to constantly curry favor with the two main mothers, Princess Yanle and Qixia. Qixia is just that, although her strength is extremely strong in the Pangu world, Juling doesn't think she is very powerful. On the contrary, Princess Yanle's magical powers are vast, and she has faintly come into contact with the edge of the 'Holy Dao', and Ju Ling knows what kind of attitude she should have towards a strong person in the future.

Especially Princess Yanle and Qixia are the wives of their current masters, even if they are weaker, Juling has to do everything they can to please them.

Noisy all the way, it has been more than half a year since Beg and his party left the ruins of the Blue Lynx Palace. Following the vague memories of Beqi's previous life, the group trudged through the chaos, looking for traces of the Ancient Holy Palace. Since the Blue Lynx Palace could have such a large relic left, how could the seven strongest supreme beings in the Holy Realm not leave any powerful arrangements in the chaos?

Perhaps, they also left a groundwork that could be earth-shattering?

This Ancient Sacred Palace should be the place where the Seven Strongest Beings and the other saints retain certain information and certain items. Pangu also said that this ancient holy palace is extraordinary, everything in it is incredible, Pangu has got a lot of benefits from it, although Beg has already gotten a lot of information from Juling, but the ancient holy palace is a must go to a trip.

With Juling by his side, many of Beggar's questions have been answered. The process of the destruction of the Holy Realm back then, the methods of the thirteen Boundary Breakers, and all kinds of information gathering spirits knew a lot. In particular, the main cultivation method of the Blue Lynx Palace is even more pleasing to Beggar, and a complete set of 1,800 runes were taught to Beg by Ju Ling, and these rì Beqi are contemplating these complex runes under the guidance of Ju Ling.

Runes from the Sacred Realm, which are at the heart of all the power of the Sacred Realm.

To be precise, from another point of view, these runes of the Holy Realm are the 'genomes' of all living beings in the Holy Realm, and all living beings in the Holy Realm are composed of body and soul by communicating natural matter and energy with these runes. The combination of different runes formed countless races with very different appearances, strengths, and even races. Therefore, these runes are equivalent to the genomes of the beings in the Holy Realm, it is nothing more than the different strengths of the runes, and the different combinations of changes in the runes.

If Beg can organically combine 1,800 runes together and add enough holy power, he can create the most powerful race in the Blue Lynx Palace, the 'Blue Lynx'. It is a powerful creature that resembles a giant lizard, but has huge wings on its back and is covered with beautiful blue feathers, and is good at driving the power of light.

But in Juling's words, with the current strength of Bebeg, even if he understood all the mysteries of these 1,800 runes and was able to organically integrate them into one, he could at most create a single hair of a blue lynx. After all, the blue lynx race is extremely strong, and the newborn young son has the pinnacle strength of 'Fan', and with a little effort, he can break through to the realm of Initiation, so don't beg for the strength that has just climbed the threshold of Initiation, where is he qualified to create such a powerful creature?

Listening to Juling's grumbling all the way - maybe it was so many years of loneliness that Juling was a little divided, but in short, he had become a complete chatter - all the way through the chaos and searched hard, Beqi and his party finally came to the vicinity of a miserable green star in the chaos.

This miserable green star was deeply impressed in the memory of the old man Yuan Ling, the inside of this star was a giant emerald with a diameter of hundreds of millions of miles, and the outer part was a layer of highly poisonous juice as thick as 30 million miles. The high-temperature poisonous juice continued to erupt in all directions, forming this highly toxic star that even the Chaos Demon God did not dare to approach easily.

Don't beg vaguely remembered that it was near this miserable green star that the old man of Yuan Ling was tracking the Seven Buddhas and Nine Paths and other people, bypassing a few hidden energy cháo tides, and then suddenly he was teleported to the front of the Ancient Holy Palace.

But the memory came to an abrupt end here, because as soon as the old man of Yuan Ling appeared, he was beaten to pieces by hundreds of demon gods.

Glancing around with emotion, Bei Qi said in a deep voice: "It should be around here! With our current strength, it is certain that we want to return the whole body after entering the Ancient Saint Palace! Gather spirits, gather spirits, don't be lazy, help me according to your knowledge!"

A clear cloud of light appeared in the heart of Bei Qi's eyebrows, and the spirit gathering ghost looked around in the cloud light, and sighed: "There seems to be some shadow of prohibition." But it's plausible! You know, master, you're probably tracking down the palace left by the strongest. If it is really the means of the strongest one, with your and my vision and strength, it is impossible to find any clues. ”

Beg sneered: "But you have to think about it, after the Holy Realm is shattered, who can still have the strength of the strongest people? If those seven saints use all their means to cover the Ancient Holy Palace, wouldn't their act of leaving the Ancient Holy Palace be a joke? A pure tomb? Or is it a memorial? Or is it reserved for those who break the boundary?"

Ju Ling suddenly laughed in realization, and he flattered: "Wise but master, how about giving another holy power?" Ouch, thank you, master, your generosity is enough to compare with the Sacred Realm's largest light source, the 'Holy Source Light'. Well, in that case, they will definitely leave a trace behind, and if there is a dangerous ban, it will only be against the boundary breakers and those who do not stray into it. ”

Beggar's divine consciousness and the divine consciousness of the Gathering Spirit fused into one, turning into invisible ripples and sweeping around.

On the side of the green star, a shadow similar to the archway faintly flashed, Beqi immediately took out a bottle of anti-poison elixir and distributed it to everyone, and the group took the elixir one after another, and then rushed into the thick venom juice of the poisonous star, rushing in the direction where the phantom was located.

Unlike back then, when you had to follow a group of people from the Seven Buddhas and Nine Realms to find the traces of the Ancient Holy Palace, Beqi came here this time and directly discovered the existence of the entrance. Compared with his previous life, his strength is really far from it, far more powerful than his previous life.

After struggling forward for several days in the viscous and extremely stressful green sè poisonous juice, relying on the effectiveness of the elixir to expel the terrible poison, the group finally came to the entrance sensed by the Beg Divine Sense in front of them, panting.

But as soon as he got there, Beggar's face couldn't help but change. What appeared in front of everyone was not a torii, but nine identical torii. Nine quaint archways floated in front of him like mist, like an entrance to the Netherworld.

Before Beg could decide which entrance to enter, they heard a long roar in the distance, and everyone hurriedly looked at it, and saw a giant 'centipede' shaped like a dragon for several miles was driving countless poisonous smoke and poisonous fires, and rushed towards this side angrily.

This centipede, which had a dragon head and scorpion tail and more than 100 sharp poisonous claws around its body, was still hundreds of miles away from Beqi and his party, and everyone had already smelled a pungent fishy smell.