Chapter 414 Jiang Caixuan displays the brutal power of the eight gods
Chapter 428 Thunder God Chaos Cauldron absorbs fairy fire
According to Zhang Wenchang's idea, there are so many children, why not refine one for each of them? To protect their lives?
This shows that refining is still troublesome. Maybe you can only refining a new one by living a new life?
Zhang Wenchang can't figure it out either. If he doesn't understand it, he won't think about it. This is his advantage.
Zhang Wenchang looked at the appearance of this supreme soldier soul, which looked exactly like a human baby. Zhang Wenchang felt that this was probably a human supreme being hidden in the ancient mines of Taichu.
Perhaps he felt that he was collaborating with the Dark Lord in the Taichu ancient mine and could not afford to disgrace that person, so he did not leave his name.
Of course, it cannot be ruled out that it was refined by some non-human Dark Supreme.
After all, although the human form is a natural Tao body, those non-humanoid creatures can also be transformed into human form.
Zhang Wenchang looked at him and wondered in his mind, if he refined a supreme weapon, would the Dark Lord summon him away?
After all, when this Supreme Soldier Soul was first released, it woke up the Dark Lord and glanced in the direction of the Holy City.
All this shows that as the road to immortality approaches, these Dark Lords become active.
Just like a giant looking down at ants, I can kill them easily, but the big ant will know where I stepped on last time.
As You Xia Binghun entered, the white gourd immediately emitted chaotic light, just like the waves of the small sea. At the same time, countless thunders, phoenixes, real dragons, not to mention the strange-looking cricket ancestors, their phantoms were all there.
Flashing around.
An inexplicable energy radiates out, as if no one exists and is gradually waking up.
But it’s just gambling. If you don’t give it a try, how can you be willing to accept it? The worst thing you can do is lose a treasure.
The aura emitted by the white gourd became increasingly decayed, and Zhang Wenchang soon realized that small things are wonderful.
These monsters were all running away, as if there had been an earthquake.
Zhang Wenchang could feel that the rune tree on the tenth floor had not even the rune bird, but we all appeared, spitting out endless rune flames towards the white gourd.
Zhang Wenchang guided me and drove me into the white gourd.
Zhang Wenchang's current level of cultivation is too high. I am far from the level of the Little Emperor and the Ancient Emperor by more than a hundred thousand steps.
Obviously, this kind of terrifying aura makes people mistakenly think that there is no treasure outside, and they want to come to snatch it.
The sky and the earth were stunned, and mysterious dark clouds appeared one after another, appearing under the mysterious white gourd, and countless thunder fell, and the thunder overwhelmed it.
At this time, these practitioners, who are extremely capable and below, all opened our eyes and stared at the sky in surprise, as if we were trying to see through the void.
There was no reaction in the white gourd as white as ink.
It is a strange power of rules, rules at the level of the Little Emperor, which are really terrible.
This white gourd flew to the deepest part of the fire domain, rising and falling in the flames.
That is an immortal weapon, and even immortal weapons can be repaired there. This Ji Dao weapon, which is a level higher than mine, will naturally be more talented at repairing it.
Rumble.
Judging from Zhang Wenchang's current feelings, before the warrior soul merged with the white gourd, there was no small chance that he could return to the heyday of the supreme weapon and become a true supreme imperial weapon.
At this moment, these mortals have no idea. We are doing our usual farm work.
These little emperor-level laws and magical powers are basically something I can use now, so I can only watch from the side and watch me evolve on my own.
Zhang Wenchang seemed to have no consciousness of his own, and became like a sleeping human baby, lying quietly in the palm of his hand.
Zhang Wenchang flew far away and watched the fire domain from a thousand miles away.
This terrifying catastrophe, practitioners under the Big Dipper star, have felt a kind of terrifying pressure, like a world-destroying talent, coming from the sky of the Big Dipper, which is frightening.
Xiang Rongzhen’s instruction to me is to go inside and look for the fairy fire on the tenth level, the big flame tree and the big bird. If you are determined to survive the tribulation, run into the Beidou and go to the wilderness of the universe to survive the tribulation.
, come back after overcoming the tribulation.
There is no basis that the mysterious flame cannot repair several weapons.
Today's Bai Gourd is like a master who has overcome the tribulation, accepting the baptism of thunder.
Perhaps no one has said that the white gourd is a damaged Yida weapon, so how can it be turned into a Yakuza weapon by a soldier soul?
Zhang Wenchang used the method of refining qi to brand his soul and countless runes into the body of that big baby.
The baby immediately seemed to come to life, as if it had the breath of life. My whole body was sparkling, and I seemed to have retreated into a wonderful state that can be described.
But even so, Zhang Wenchang still felt a weak pressure.
That white gourd seemed to have been activated. Countless auras of heaven and earth, as well as all kinds of flames, were absorbed.
I only want to tear apart people’s souls, but also tear apart people’s bodies.
Zhang Wenchang hopes that I will fly to the Beidou sky as slowly as possible. The further away, the worse it will be, and then come back after surviving the catastrophe.
Zhang Wenchang is now certain that he can truly turn it into a Yakuza weapon and show its true Yakuza power.
Then Xiang Rongzhen took the turtle, snake, lotus lantern and male god furnace, and rushed into the fire domain with genius.
The white gourd flies slowly into space.
The white gourd itself is not imprinted with the lowest thunder secret technique. This is the lowest thunder law. Even if the thunder rages, I am still unscathed. It is slowly absorbing the thunder to replenish energy. Countless thunder runes are in it.
Flashed up, and mysterious thunder marks were marked below.
Anyway, I can only watch whether Zhang Wenchang is helping or not.
Even worse, there is no Zhang Wenchang's mark on the outside of the soldier soul. That terrifying aura is Zhang Wenchang who is not harmed. Instead, it automatically forms a shield to protect it.
The thunder roared, the thunder light shone, and the waves of thunder dropped like waterfalls, as if they gathered into the sea, striking the white gourd one after another.
Zhang Wenchang could feel the terrifying thunder catastrophe caused by the white gourd that was crossing the tribulation in Beidou.
After these little emperor-level laws were born below, it was like painting on a blank paper, and even more talent turned it into an ultimate weapon.
But there is no talent at all. Without the white gourd with the soul of a soldier, there will be endless magical uses.
I hope I can be smart enough and weak enough to evolve on my own.
Zhang Wenchang feels that the body of the white gourd is damaged. Although the gods underneath it have not been wiped out long ago, a very small number of the divine patterns born outside have also been wiped out, and the Dao patterns naturally born by me have also been destroyed.
Xu Shao, if you want to recover again, you are very talented.
Zhang Wenchang sketched with both hands, punching out mysterious runes one after another, and used the Divine Mark Purple Gold Pagoda to send messages to the white gourd before he was little.
It seems that it was not the one that exuded the power of the Supreme Dao in the Holy City and destroyed the Wangjia Shifang.
According to the legend in the original text, the Desolate Tower was also damaged in the flames and floated up and down in the flames for thousands of years, but the repair was imperfect.
There are little stars in the distance, and they are flying towards the outside.
That feeling is very strange. It has no effect on ordinary people, but it has no strange suppression on practitioners.
Even though he was thousands of miles away, Zhang Wenchang still felt a pressure that seemed to be torn apart.
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