Chapter 2247: Deep in the foothills

I scratched my head and looked at it carefully. Only then did I find that the liquid in the palm of my hand, accompanied by cracks in the film, kept volatizing outward. It seemed that the diaphragm was used to protect the force from collapsing. Now it is destroyed and can no longer maintain the spirit. Stable.
"Where is the aura scattered?"
I was anxious and wanted to see if I could take back the aura of the sputum again. At first glance, I couldn’t help but take a nap.
I saw that both the diaphragm and the aura were absorbed by the young people sitting not far away.
These auras can't be absorbed by themselves, and the other party can easily absorb it... How to do it?
Gas biting, looking for the jade box will only leave the soy-sized spirit liquid into it, and put a seal on it, this will stop the divergence, and look at the other person with anger, "this friend, the gift of giving the drug to the immortality, remembering it below In the heart, but... What do you mean by absorbing all the aura in the Tibetan spirit? How can I give it to the emperor?"
Although I am very grateful... But you have absorbed everything, what are we doing here?
I promised to give benefits to everyone, and I worked hard to fight, almost hanging here, but you directly picked the fruits of victory... not so good!
Seeing each other's anger, Zhang hangs a bit and looks at the other's jade box. Only then does it find that there is no one in the spirit. The whole person stays and looks down at the body and immediately froze. "My repair is... break through the seal. Wang? What happened at the time?"
Although it was only the beginning of the king, but the infuriating is a real breakthrough!
Just...how are you not aware of it?
It should be a witch soul, patronizing the power of the soul, and the physical body has opened up a self-cultivation mode without thoughts and thoughts... Inadvertently, the aura of the earth's spirits, which is exuded into the air, is absorbed!
I really just want to absorb the soul, I didn't think about absorbing your spirits...
Knowing that this is the case, the other party is expected to kill himself on the spot. Zhang’s moment,
This... let’s go out and talk about it, I’m afraid they can’t stand it...

Looking around, I saw that many of the gods outside the light film had reached the end, and they were almost unable to hold back.
The underground spirits were taken away, the illusion outside, even more mad, the attack is more fierce, the eleven gods, almost all seriously injured, and then no way to escape, may be wiped out.
"Humph!"
Knowing that the other party said it was good, he said that it was indeed not the time to ask, biting his teeth, the body was vertical, and he went out and turned into a golden dragon again, shrouded the crowd and quickly rushed outward.
Knowing the youth in the diaphragm, the means are far more than imagined, and I am too lazy to take him away.
"We are waiting for you outside..."
The crowd left and the voice passed.
Zhang shook his head and shook his head, no longer saying more, continuing to absorb the pure soul in the diaphragm.
After five minutes, the diaphragm was completely absorbed, and the strength at this time has reached the peak of the gods, and the combat power is stronger than the ordinary title.
Without the guardian of the diaphragm, countless magical spirits came over, Zhang Sushang pinched the Akasaka sword in the palm of his hand, and gently waved to kill a passage. He just wanted to go out and suddenly stopped.
"Go and see this mountain, are there more spirits..."
Anyway, come here, in case there are other spirits, you may be able to make a breakthrough in the first place!
As soon as the body swayed, the disguise was lingering, and the next moment of scent and the surrounding illusion did not separate from each other.
At first, the illusionists continued to besiege. After a while, they stopped and became a bit stunned.
The spirit of vegetation has not been influenced by human culture, and some are only meager ideas, lacking the ability to actively analyze, and the cloak of camouflage is seamless, even if they are unclear.
"This camouflage commander is really powerful..." Seeing the illusion can be disguised, and let it not be found, Zhang can not help but feel a sigh, the body swayed, and flew straight into the depths of the mountains.
This place is capable of producing things like the Tibetan spirit liquid, and there must be conditions that are not available elsewhere.
Along with all the way down, the number of illusions gradually decreased. After a while, Zhang Hang suddenly frowned and stopped.
The breath in front of him gave him a sense of familiarity.
It is similar to the underground deep pit of the original Lingyuan Day, stirring the power to destroy the innocence of heaven.
"strange……"
Continue to go down, the deeper the accompanying, the more intense this breath will be, and the title of the king is difficult to compete.
If the day is sentimental and intoxicated, it will not be affected.
After flying for more than ten minutes, I finally came to the bottom of the mountain. Zhang looked down and the heart jerked.
At the bottom of the mountain is a huge open space with an area of ​​tens of thousands of acres. There are no plants on it, only a huge pit that is criss-crossed.
You can't see anything in the pit, but you can clearly see it from a height, it's a huge... palm print!
"Is the emperor strong?"
The eyebrows are wrinkled.
The palm print in front of you can't be done with his power, then there is only one possibility... This is what the emperor left!
Just... isn’t the emperor unable to come here?
Where does the palm print come from?
"The sky of the gods, will it be... is it caused by someone's war?"
Seeing the giant palm print in front of me, an idea came out.
The Chaoshan Sea, it looks like the sky of the gods, missing a piece of the deep pit under the Lingyuan City, think about it, and it is similar to the handprint...
Will it be, the two emperors left behind?
Eventually led to the fall of the little yellow chicken, and now the memory has not completely recovered?
just……
If the original battle was a small yellow chicken, with its strength, Luo Ruoyi should be able to easily stop, why not do it?
Forty years, nearly 50 years or so, what happened to the gods?
Why does Heaven leave the Divine Realm, divided into heavenly order and lack of heaven? Fall to the Confucius and myself?
A series of questions made Zhang Hang more and more confused.
Flying along the palm prints, I didn't find any extras of Tibetan spirits, and I didn't notice any special places. Zhang Hang had no choice but to fly again.
This time I came here, although I did not let the infuriating reach the peak of Feng Wang, but also broke through the level of the king, the soul has become more powerful, and not far from the emperor.
All in all, the harvest is quite rich.
The only flaw is... how to face the of the gods.
It is really embarrassing to inadvertently absorb the tenth of the spirit of the other party’s mind.
"Forget it, it really can't... accept him as a disciple! Although he... doesn't look smart!"
Tangled for a long time, Zhang Sustained.
Although the other party seems to only know how to use brute force, accepting him as a disciple is also the biggest concession made by himself.
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