It takes millions of years for the Holy Spirit to be born. Once born, their cultivation basically stops growing.
But there are also special circumstances. Here there is the Stone Emperor, the Spirit Emperor, and these two top-level Holy Spirit Supremes. By giving guidance to this Immortal Tears Green Gold Holy Spirit, it is obvious that he can continue to improve in practice.
Therefore, this Holy Spirit can prove the Tao and become an emperor in later generations.
Everyone continued walking towards the depths of the Immortal Mountain, and saw the blue Long Live Immortal Medicine on the road.
He looks like a blue turtle. When it is swimming in the mountains, all formations will not kill it or hinder its progress.
Soon everyone also saw the strange headless horseman.
The thumping sound of his heartbeat made everyone feel heart pain and blood flow accelerated. People like Bandit and Li Heishui with weaker cultivation had their skin oozing blood.
This powerful heartbeat easily reminds Zhang Wenchang of Qing Emperor.
When Qingdi's heart was born, it also had this amazing heartbeat sound.
Soon everyone arrived at the central area of the Immortal Mountain.
The Little Emperor of the Void left a formation disk outside, but the little white dog found it early and snatched it away.
Although it is not close to the strength, the weak murderous intention it exudes is like a surge of tide, which is frightening.
Maybe we can degrade the Great Void Mirror to the point where it can teleport tens of millions of distances in an instant.
For example, "Rune Sutra", "Linghuang Sutra", "Xuanwu Ancient Emperor Sutra".
Zhang Wenchang's mobile phone magic weapon flew out, and I became extremely gorgeous, shining with silver light.
There is a mistake. Apart from Rune and Spirit Emperor, there is no old Supreme Being who is dying of death. I have no Long Live the Death Medicine, and Long Live the Death Medicine does not look like a blue Xuanwu. In the original text, there is no Old Supreme Being.
Let’s call him the Ancient Emperor Xuanwu for the time being.
That time, there were no transmissions one by one. Zhang Wenchang directly took out the turtle, snake and lotus lantern to protect Xiaojia.
"You are still in the central area of the Eastern Wasteland, so Xiaojia has nothing to worry about." Zhang Wenchang quickly corrected the direction. I took out the large void mirror and led Xiaojia to teleport again.
My mount is a stone horse, which is obviously also a weak Holy Spirit.
Small pieces of mysterious stone emperors and Dao patterns are emitted, just like the silver sun, which is a broken copy of the Dao patterns outside.
The coldness released by the blazing desert made the outside feel like a furnace, burning blazingly without even a hint of breeze.
Zhang Wenchang thought for a moment and found out that eight thousand years later, the two Yin gods in the Ancestral Temple of the Yucheng God Dynasty were awakened at the same time.
Almost at the same time, Zhang Wenchang felt that Tianxuan Holy Land suddenly went crazy and attacked the ancient forbidden land. Is it possible that the person who awakened the two Yin gods in the Ancestral Temple of Yuhua Shen Chao Temple was the same person?
The specific circumstances are lost in history.
"I'm wrong. I really came for you. You didn't have a strong premonition."
We are all remnants of the Yuhua Divine Dynasty, and our purpose is not to test the ruthless little emperor in the ancient forbidden land?
Zhang Wenchang certainly knows how far away the Feng family is, or that it is within the Feng family's sphere of influence and is our martial arts ground.
"If the emperor takes action, please worry about it. Let him understand that he won't be able to do it at first, but it is yours, so don't try to take it away."
Before retreating into the mountain of death, Zhang Wenchang discovered that my Divine Mark Purple Gold Pagoda had been collecting the mysterious Stone Emperor and Taoist patterns, which obviously should be the White and Dark Supreme Scriptures outside.
Along the way, the leaves of the ancient tea tree of Enlightenment were equally divided among the small family, and Zhang Wenchang received fourteen pieces.
After teleporting several times, Xiaojia arrived at the Tianxuan Holy Land ruins in the central region.
At the front, Xiang Lanli's men flashed two mysterious Stone Emperors and pressed them heavily to the ground.
Zhang Wenchang opened his spiritual eyes, carefully comprehended the formation patterns, and at the same time copied the outer formation patterns in fragments.
Without Zhang Wenchang's cell phone, and without Xiang Lanli and Little White Dog joining forces to deduce it, they quickly figured out how to activate the chessboard teleportation array.
As for the chopped ancient tea branch of Enlightenment, Zhang Wenchang planted it in the Sunflower World.
It can be inferred from this that the old madman should be a little saint at this time.
Calculating time, the old madman at this time should be a little saint, because according to the development in the original text, more than ten years ago on Ziwei Planet, I killed more than 70 ancient ancestor kings with residual blood. That ancient ancestor king
There are not eight little saints among them.
"You don't have a big void mirror. Look, it's his treasure." Zhang Wenchang curled his lips.
Every time my hoof touches down, a white hole appears, as if it is crushing the void.
Xiang Lanli just slept with Fenghuang, the jewel of the Feng family. I want to meet the Holy Master of the Feng family.
Anyway, today's old madman is equivalent to half of Ye Fan's bodyguard. Although he goes crazy from time to time, in the original article, he helped Ye Fan a few times.
"This monster actually has no head. The aura and energy fluctuations it emits are really terrifying."
The phone was slowly cracked outside, trying to use the formation there.
That time I went to Shengya to look for the Four Secrets, I was definitely missing some old lunatic.
Naturally, I came to Tianxuan Holy Land to look for the old madman.
"Where are you?"
There are twenty-seven tall peaks in the east, west, north and south. They are as black as ink. There is a thick black mist wrapping the mountain tops, exuding a suffocating atmosphere.
Zhang Wenchang's sloppy copying outside.
"Am I coming over then?"
"Bai Huang, is he really good or not? He will take out the chessboard, and you will understand it together. When you leave there, you will rely on that chessboard." Zhang Wenchang said.
Eight thousand years later, the Holy Land of Tianxuan used its own strength to crazily attack the ancient forbidden land, hoping to teach people to become immortals. As a result, the entire sect was wiped out.
Its speed is very slow, and the difference in copying is very small.
Confirming it with the secret combinations he learned, Zhang Wenchang felt that I could copy some of the formation patterns outside under the Great Void Mirror.
After everyone entered the chessboard, they found that it was full of criss-crossing avenue patterns, which looked very mysterious.
The small golden desert stretches as far as the eye can see, and the sun is so hot that it seems to burn your body.
Under the chessboard outside, mysterious stone kings appeared one after another. They kept flashing, obviously being transmitted.
"He was transported to the Western Desert, right? There's no one there but a bunch of bald lads."
"Look at this, there is no living thing alive deep in the dead mountain."
When Zhang Wenchang and his party reappeared from the void, they had not yet reached a golden desert.
Following the instructions of the little girl, everyone finally found the chessboard filled with golden light, which was the door of life left by the Void Emperor.
Zhang Wenchang's fingers are used to outline the mysterious stone emperors. They are used to adjust the subtleties of the formations and adjust the direction of the transmission.
Zhang Wenchang could see from a distance that this was a small headed knight with blood flowing from his neck, wearing a white battle suit and holding a white spear.
The densely packed path divine patterns were activated, countless stone emperors were flying, and with a flash of light, Xiaojia disappeared into the void.
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