Chapter 909: Traitor

Chapter 909
"Goooo!"
Zhao Mu tremblingly stretched out his hand, swallowing drool with a dull look.
As soon as he was about to touch the mysterious gene fragment, Zhao Mu's backhand punished God's Niblade pierced through the center of his eyebrows, and his eyes hurt himself.
And the whole process not only didn't weaken the pain, but enlarged his eyes and brain, the pain of being shattered by Zhu Shen's rebellious blade stimulated his consciousness.
That's it, Zhao Mucai tremblingly stored the mysterious gene fragments deep in the immortal dream world.
It was terrible just now, he almost couldn't control himself just a little bit.
He didn't feel the danger, but his body was out of the control of the super-dimensional soul just now. It was clear that his soul and consciousness were very clear, but his body was out of control and instinctively grabbed the mysterious gene fragments and wanted to integrate the mysterious gene fragments into the super-dimensional body. .
It might be good, but Zhao Mu didn't want to gamble.
Because the mysterious gene fragment is completely unknown to him, he will not allow unknown and dangerous things to fuse with the super-dimensional divine body.
Losing the mysterious gene fragment, the soul and body of the emperor suddenly began to transform.
At the physical level, the imperial flower body began to degenerate into the most primitive seed.
Plant spirit races, except for a few spirit races that do not grow from seeds, the remaining spirit races mainly evolve into seeds. Demigods transform into seeds from mythological rebellion, and seeds evolve into myths to re-grow special spirit race gods.
Finally, the soul transformed and successfully sublimated into a spiritual god.
Unless you change to the cultivation system of Immortal Dao or believe in Shinto, the plant spirit race does not have a godhead or divine fire, but the vitality of the plant spirit race is amazing. As long as the core seed is not harmed, the husk that grows from the seed can be discarded at any time.
The mastered rules can also be deeply integrated with growing plants to drive the shell.
Taken together, it does not lose to other mythological systems.
The accumulation and background of the emperor is too deep, and the whole breakthrough process is a matter of course.
Moreover, after the breakthrough, it is not the first level of mythology, but directly reaches the peak of the incredible mythology of the nineth level.
Zhao Mu was shocked, but it’s not surprising to think about the 900 million years of the Emperor’s accumulation. Although the Immortal Spiritual Venerable is under house arrest with good intentions, the rights, glory and resources that the Emperor should enjoy are all A lot.
According to the original plan, he planned to refine the emperor into a dark mountain and river map.
But now obviously it can't be wasted like this, because the emperor is fully qualified to go further. He knows the gene defect of the emperor flower, he has the technology of the human evolution school and the dream-eating mother tree, and he can completely make up for the gene defect of the emperor flower.
According to the strong accumulation of emperors, there is no possibility of further progress in the future.
The emperor may even become immortal before him.
"From today, I am your disciple Mu Shen."
Zhao Mu casually gave himself a name and said to the emperor.
The emperor smiled bitterly and nodded. His soul is still controlled by the parasite, which can take away the control of the spirit in minutes. Now it is not easy for him to regain control of the body. He stretched out his hand and moved his body into one in the palm of his hand. A natural high-level artifact.
He is no longer a baby at this time, but has become a young man with white beard and hair.
The emperor opened his mouth, spitting out the core seed of origin.
The original seed grows, and an imperial flower grows in a blink of an eye.
Of course, this is no more than the body that has grown for 900 million years, and at most it is an incarnation, but it is enough to sit in the pharmacy of the spirit race in the primitive spirit world, and now the immortal spirit master cannot control the spirit race, as the emperor of the immortal spirit master. The Venerable is fully qualified to control the spirit race.
This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and there are too many benefits that can be gained by controlling the spirit race.
In the deepest part of the endless forest, there is a majestic and crystal clear mountain of spirits.
The whole body is like crystal, in essence it is the purest spirit, which is highly compressed and merged with countless energies to form the Spirit Mountain. The mountain is planted with all the plants that the Spirit Race can find in the Dark Continent, and only one of each is best on the Spirit Mountain. Planting conditions.
The dignified souls, of course, cannot rely on the dark mountains and rivers to map the world to find new people.
A small number of spirit races can multiply their offspring. The main support for the remaining spirit races is to rely on Lingshen Mountain. Controlling Lingshen Mountain is equivalent to controlling the future of the Spirit Race, and the core part of Lingshen Mountain is to rely on the power of the emperor's flower.
Not the emperor, but the emperor flower.
Logically speaking, the emperor must be more than ten times better than ordinary emperor flowers.
The emperor personally cultivates the new born spirit race, and the new born spirit race qualifications will definitely be better and more numerous. However, this is intolerable by the immortal spirits, because the emperor's cultivation of the born spirit race will definitely be innate. The label of the emperor.
Therefore, I would rather use ordinary emperor flowers than better emperors.
The emperor looked at Lingshen Mountain with a complex expression.
He was parasitized by the Faceless Man, but that does not mean that he lost himself.
His spirit is still there, but is controlled by slavery.
At the very beginning, he created the Spirit Mountain and relied on his own strength to cultivate the first large-scale spirit races. However, these first spirit races have been sent to the battlefield of humans and demons by the immortal Lingzun. Nothing left.
"Dark mountains and rivers."
The emperor stretched out his hand at the mountain.
The dark mountains and rivers in the Spirit Temple on the top of Lingshen Mountain immediately flew out of the Spirit Temple uncontrollably and turned into a black light and fell into the hands of the emperor. This in itself is the ethnic luck that he refined from the birth of the spirit race The material of the divine object is refined from the petals of the imperial flower of his body.
Even if it was taken away by that rebel ~EbookFREE.me~, it could not erase his mark.
Just a little bit, he was refined into a dark landscape after his death by that rebel.
Now that he is alive, it is time for things to return to their original owners.
"Who dares to move the dark landscape?"
There was a roar of fright in the spirit temple, and the sound resounded through the mountain and the surrounding spirit mountain range.
All the high-level spiritual races were alarmed, and their own minds came to explore and immediately found the emperor.
Although the appearance has changed, the breath will not change.
"How dare to pretend to be the emperor..."
As the voice fell, an arrow from the void flashed behind the emperor's head.
Come up is a killer move, so as to kill with one blow.
The emperor grabbed his backhand, and there seemed to be countless superimposed worlds, births and deaths in his palm, enough to kill the arrows of other idle myths. The power of destruction was wiped out by the emperor, and the emperor would exhaust its power. The arrow was in his hand.
"Ming Seventeen, I didn't expect you to kill my old man."
The emperor sighed sadly.
"The Immortal Spiritual Venerable has an order to kill the emperor. Anyone who does not obey the order will be treated as a traitor."
In the Spirit Temple, Ming Shishi, who was responsible for guarding the Dark Mountains and Rivers Map, walked out of the Spirit Temple with a black token in his hands. All the thoughts descended on the higher level of the Spirit God Race nearby. Except for a few, they were not surprised at all, and the rest were shocked. .
Ming Seventeen is a disciple of the Immortal Lingzun, who is also the disciple of the Emperor.
In the end what happened?
Ming 17 will actually come up with a spiritual order that represents the presence of the immortal spirits, ordering all the spirits to kill the emperors, who should be sitting in the primitive spirit world, how can they suddenly become a myth and can easily catch them? The extinction of Ming Seventeen.
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