This dragon soars into the clouds and rides on the mist, vividly appearing as if it is about to come to life.
"Brother Xu, this is exactly the Yinglong Pill I'm looking for," Hao Chen said from the side.
"This elixir is made from ambergris saliva. Brother Xu also knows that now that the dragon clan is extinct, this elixir is almost every bit less.
My cultivation has reached a bottleneck now, and I need to use it to try to go further."
Xu Zimo took a look at the elixir. It was indeed a good elixir for others, but it was a pity that he was now useless at the Divine Vein Realm.
Besides, dragons were never scarce for him.
"Take it," Xu Zimo threw the elixir over.
"Brother Xu, if you have any missions in the future, please feel free to come to the Vast Immortal Sect to find me," Hao Chen bowed slightly and bowed before finally turning around and leaving.
Then Xu Zimo picked up the third light group and found that it turned out to be a book.
The light blue cover has five large characters written on it: "Three Thousand Years of Dreams".
"Is this true?" Xu Zimo was stunned for a moment, then slowly opened the book.
Xu Zimo read it for a while and realized that this was a book that could create dreams.
This pulse technique has two functions. The first is to create dreams for yourself and temper your Taoist heart.
To put it simply, the Taoist heart is your own heart for seeking the Tao. This cannot be cultivated. The strength of the Taoist heart depends on the things you have experienced and your own growth.
And dreams can do just that.
The second function is to create dreams for others. This kind of dream creation is not to help others refine their Taoist hearts.
If you practice this skill to the extreme, you can change the flow of time in dreams at will.
When the opponent was obsessed with the dream for three thousand years, his body was already dead in reality. His longevity had come to an end and he was gradually dying.
Death without knowing it is a very scary secret book.
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Xu Zimo put away the secret book. This secret book would be of great use in the future. He also had to spend some time to perfect the pulse skills he had learned.
After he finished his work, he looked at the bloody corpse directly in front of him.
That corpse has been dead for an unknown number of years.
"Come out, I've been sensing you for a long time," Xu Zimo said lightly.
"I've given you everything I have, so why be so aggressive," a voice sounded from mid-air.
Immediately afterwards, a man's shadow appeared in mid-air.
The male protagonist is wearing a blood-colored robe, has long hair that can be considered blood-red, has eagle eyes and a hooked nose, and has a slender and thin face.
Especially those eyes, which were very cold and terrifying, staring as if they were about to fall into a sea of blood.
"Bai Changfeng?" Xu Zimo asked curiously.
"Bai Changfeng is dead, just call me the God of Killing," the man said calmly.
"How did you die?" Xu Zimo asked doubtfully.
Logically speaking, given his existence in the Immortal Realm, his longevity should not have disappeared so quickly.
Moreover, Xu Zimo could also see that the man in front of him was a spirit body. His body had been corrupted, and only the spirit body was left hiding in the Palace of the Killing God.
Without **, in fact the spirit body cannot survive.
Although Xu Zimo didn't know what method the other party used to preserve his spirit body, this state was indeed not easy to last for a long time.
It cannot be cultivated and will dissipate one day.
"I understand," Xu Zimo said with a smile: "You are not looking for your own successor at all, but you are looking for someone who can carry your spirit body."
"Yes," the man didn't deny it, and said frankly: "But you ruined it."
"Even if I don't destroy it, you may not be able to find it," Xu Zimo shook his head and said.
"This kind of condition is too harsh. A small mistake will cause you to die together."
Xu Zimo could also guess that the man originally wanted to find a woman, but was later forced by Chaos to break the rules he set, and then sensed the existence of Baimeng.
He simply didn't show up again, thinking not to deal with Xu Zimo.
"Do I have any other choice?" Bai Changfeng asked calmly.
"Instead of taking the risk and fighting for it, it is better than waiting here for the day when the spirit body is destroyed."
"I have a suggestion, do you want to listen to it," Xu Zimo said.
"What suggestions?" Bai Changfeng asked doubtfully.
"I said it first and I won't force you. Once you listen to my suggestion, you won't have a choice.
Either agree or be killed by me, do you still want to listen now?" Xu Zimo asked.
Bai Changfeng thought for a while in silence, and finally nodded and said, "Okay, you tell me, I'll listen."
Xu Zimo waved his right hand and saw a blue planet rising slowly behind him.
Before Bai Changfeng could react, his spirit body had been sucked into the planet.
The next moment, Bai Changfeng's figure appeared in the mainland of China.
"Where is this?" Bai Changfeng looked at the space around him and asked with some confusion.
"The world I created, China Continent," Xu Zimo said flatly.
"Create your own world, do you know what you are talking about? Are you kidding me?" Bai Changfeng said with some disbelief.
"I said, just listen, you don't need to know anything else," Xu Zimo said lightly.
"My world has the cycle of life and death, and I am going to build a hell in the netherworld.
I want Bai Changfeng, the God of Killing, to become the first generation lord of hell. After all living beings die, good people can go to Meng Po's place to drink the water of Wangchuan and undergo reincarnation.
Evil people need to go to hell. Depending on the degree of evil, they need to be punished differently.
Only after the punishment is fulfilled can reincarnation be reincarnated."
"Are you serious?" Bai Changfeng looked at Xu Zimo and said solemnly.
"I am new to the world now, and there are many things that need to be improved," Xu Zimo said with a nod.
"You become the Lord of Hell. After my world is completed, I can help you reincarnate and reincarnate again.
If possible, I can even help you retain your past life memories."
After hearing Xu Zimo's words, Bai Changfeng fell silent.
His heart moved, and there was no doubt that this was the best way.
Not only can he retain his spirit body, but he can also be given supreme rights and even be reincarnated to retain his memory.
"Why me?" Bai Changfeng asked in disbelief.
"Because you are the God of Killing," Xu Zimo replied.
"I have encountered the most suitable candidate for the Lord of Hell so far."
Hearing Xu Zimo's words, Bai Changfeng was silent for a long time, and finally raised his head and said: "If you didn't lie to me, then it's a deal."
"Let me make it clear in advance that I will leave hell to you. I don't care what you do within the rules I set, but if you violate my rules and disrupt the development of my world.
Don't blame me for not thinking about love," Xu Zimo said.
"Don't worry, I know which one is more important," Xu Zimo said.
Then he was seen rising into the air, connecting the rules of the avenue and beginning to build hell.
