Chapter 1384: Late stage

After a reverent ceremony, I said, "I left the world of witchcraft and returned to the Taoist center of the universe for countless years. I realized that when the witches were forced out of the universe, they were premeditated. Things. They are jealous that my witches are intimidating, and this is the combination of conspiracy to squeeze my witches away."
Hung nodded, and he naturally knew what he said. It’s just that there are always other people’s plots, and there are also witches’ own considerations.
"When I arrived at Mount Gana, I was catching up with the opening of the gate of creation. I was very excited at that time, and I participated in the battle of the opening of the door of creation..."
"Wait..." An old man who looked extremely old called a strong man.
Qiangqiang stopped and went on, but said with respect, "Please ask Jizu for inquiries."
The old man nodded and said, "Strong, you said that you participated in the opening of the first door of creation. As far as I know, your strength is very strong, but you want to participate in the first creation. The opening of the door, I am afraid there is still a slight lack of..."
The strong face was slightly reddened, followed by saying, "In fact, I said that I participated in the opening of the door of the creation, it is a bit of a boast. I just saw the process of the war of creation, I am screaming at the witches. The flesh, saved a life in the battle of the times. I saw the mysterious descendant of Xuan Huang, and saw the rule of Xuan Huangzhu broken, the source overflowed, and then fell in front of me..."
"What?" Hearing this, not only was Ji Zu shocked, but Zu Dihong, whose expression was always dignified, stood up in amazement.
Almost everyone in the temple stared at the strong eager eyes, no one did not know the mysterious yellow beads. Not many people have been heard of Xuan Huang Shengzhu.
Hung quickly calmed down and stared at the strong voice. "Strong. What do you mean is the creation of the mysterious yellow beads at the beginning of our chaotic universe?"
Although he knows that this is what Qiang said. Still still asked, how important Xuan Huangzhu is in his heart.
Strongly nodded, said in a tone of dignity, "Yes, it is indeed the creation of Xuan Huangzhu. I also got the Xuan Huangzhu, which barely saved my life, and then escaped from the gate of the creation of the open Wangshan...

"Xuan Huangzhu is still on your body?" Although Hong knows that this is impossible, he still can't help but ask.
Strong shook his head. "No, I got Xuan Huangzhu, through the mysterious atmosphere of Xuan Huang, in which I explored the way the witches practiced the soul. Then my strength is great..."
"Have you found a way for my witches to cultivate their souls?" Hong is more excited, and Xuan Huangzhu is only a world of creation. However, the way the witches practiced the spirit of the gods, for the witches, it is a rebirth, a nirvana. The Wu people have great physical strength, even if they are supernatural powers, they are also powers. The only shortcoming is the inability to cultivate the soul. It is precisely because of this that the witches and the monks are fighting. Every time I suffer a big loss.
If you can solve countless ways to cultivate the soul, why should the Wu people hide in this corner for countless years?
Ji Zu was also very excited. He forced his voice to hold his voice. "Is your Xuan Huangzhu lost in the fall? If so, my Wu people will gather the power of the whole family and regain our belongings. The mysterious yellow beads of the witches."
Strongly took a breath and said again, "I underestimated the blackmail of those monks. I thought that such a person like Xuan Huang Shengzhu would fall down once and let me get mysterious yellow beads."
"Is it true that Xuan Huang Shengzhu is a fake? Or is Xuan Huangzhu a fake?" Knowing that he did not have the right to speak, the remarks that would be strongly invited could not help but ask.
Qiang Shen said, "Xuan Huangzhu is true. If it is fake, I can't understand the way the witches practice the spirit of the spirit, and can't make their strengths multiply. Xuan Huang Sheng's body is also true. However, his soul is hidden in the mysterious yellow beads. When I grew up, I warmed up his spirit. Xuan Huangzhu fell on my side, it was originally intended. Finally one day, he started to me...

"Xuan Huang Shengzhu killed you?" Hong slightly frowns, Xuan Huang Shengzhu is strong, but to really kill the strong, he is not a good talk.
Strong sighs said, "If you just kill me, it will be fine. He deprived me of all the luck and robbed me of all the vitality and prospects. At that time, I realized that he would throw Xuan Huangzhu out to me. What does it mean?"
Jizu frowned and asked, "So, Xuan Huangzhu is still in the hands of Xuan Huang Shengzhu?"
Strongly replied, "Xuan Huangzhu is still in the hands of Xuan Huang Shengzhu I don't know, but I guess he will not only use me alone. After he snatches my air transport, he may continue to other people's air, if so He will also throw the mysterious yellow beads to the next unlucky owner. Keep going..."
Hong shook his head. "No, Xuan Huang Shengzhu, this person, I know something about it. He can only grab a few people's air transport. Your air transport is sheltered by my witches, and it is an air transporter. In fact, you have Xuan Huangzhu, from which Gained the way of the witches to cultivate the soul. Even if the air transport is deprived, it is not a loss. If the Xuan Huang Shengzhu once again discards the Xuan Huangzhu, I am afraid it is not as simple as snatching the air."
After saying this, Hong was silent.
After a while, he suddenly said, "Strong, you will pass on the way the witches practiced the spirit of the witches, and then go back to the holy tree of the witches to get back the gas that belongs to you. Hey, my witchcraft is so good to Is it true that your Xuan Huang Lord will not do it?"
"Ah..." Looking at Zu Di with a strong surprise, he was taken away by qi, but the road ahead was already isolated. I did not expect that the Emperor would let him go under the holy tree of the Witch to his own air.
He knows that the Wushu holy tree is the qi of the Wu people, and he is not qualified to approach.
Hongjian’s powerful surprises and incomprehensibility, the tone eased some sayings,
Strong, your contribution to the witches is a milestone for my witches. Although Xuan Huangzhu has to be lost, you should take it back. Back to the things. Moreover, this mysterious yellow bead will still be snatched back and handed over to you. After you take back your luck from the holy tree of the Wu people, be prepared to participate in the opening of the second door of creation. war……"
"Zu Di..." Forcing this time is not only a surprise, but an ecstasy. "Is the Witch finally going to rush out and compete for the position of creation?"
Hung nodded, just want to talk, and saw a Wuzu disciple rushed to the door of the Wudi Palace.
"What's the matter?" Hong's smile converges. The Wushu Congress, the Wuyi Palace, is not allowed to be disturbed if there are no important things.
Since there are still disciples who dare to come in at this time, it means that there are important things.
"Zu Di is on the top, and two monks came outside. The black-faced monk said that my witches are about to die, and he came to assist." The disciple hurriedly answered the answer at the entrance of the main hall.
Hung snorted, "A monk also dared to be crazy here, to lock him up and then hold it up and say..."
"Ha ha ha..." A sneer came from the door of the Wudi Palace, followed by this sneer, a slightly sanded voice said loudly, "Zu Di, the second door of creation is about to open, I will help the rise of the witches." The witches are so against me, this is not the way to hospitality."
"Who are you, dare to speak out?" Hong’s voice has calmed down. This monk is very strong and he can feel it. The door to creation is about to open, and this kind of strong is still trying to offend as much as possible.

"I am the illusory Lord of the Leaf, if Hongzu is willing to pay me this friend, I will help the witches. If Hongzu looks down on me, I will leave immediately. There is absolutely nothing." After this sentence is finished, the leaves The peak has appeared at the door of the Wudi Palace.
Hung-woo said, "If that's the case, then Ye brother please come in."
The sound of the leaf peak is still not slow. "The Wudi Palace is the heavy place where the Wuzu clan will be. How can I dare to go outside? I will wait outside, wait for the completion of the ancestors, and come back to me."
Hung nodded, did not persuade, he knew that this is a very embarrassing person. The other party does not enter the Witch Palace, not because the Witch Palace is the sole place of the Witch. It is because the Wudi Palace is the Witch to the treasure. After entering, the fate is held in the hands of his witch.
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In the vast void of the original empty space, suddenly there was a huge stone like a planet. In the middle of the boulder, the rhythm of the roaring road roared, and a blue-shirt man stood between the roaring rhymes. This boulder appeared from the void, and it was also caused by the roar of the rhyme.
In the rhyming rhyme, various rules are also condensed.
A powerful and far-reaching force is centered on the blue-shirt man and spread out.
With a long shout, the roaring rhythm and rules are completely integrated.
This fusion of rhyme is the Ningcheng that has been practicing the sentiment on the Kunqu stone. After many years of repeated tempering and rhythm condensed sentiment, he finally entered the late stage of the road.
After Ning Cheng completely entered the late stage of the road, the rhyme of the Kunming Ningcheng City Week was still rolling, and there was no meaning of calming down. At this time, his cultivation is still rising madly ~EbookFREE.me~ the rules of the atmosphere blend in his rhyme, it seems that there is no end.
Not on the Kunshi, a little farther away from Ningcheng, the yellow man stood up again. He stared at Ning Cheng's position in a disgusting manner. He knew that Ning Cheng had completely entered the late stage of the road.
This kind of cultivation power, the majestic scene of this rhythm, is by no means a general practitioner can do. If Xuan Huangzhu is still on him, these advancement powers and sentiments are his.
Looking at Xiucheng, Ning Cheng, who is still rising madly, Huang Yi’s man took his eyes back. He reached out and carefully touched the vast untouched stone. He has made up his mind that he will take away the stone in any case. Will not turn Kunshi into his world, only the possession of the unconventional treasures, so that he has the opportunity to revenge.
(Updated here today, my friends are good night! In addition, at 9:30 tonight, the fifth will meet with you in the Wucheng tribe, and answer all the questions of the bookmates face to face. Let's see you in half an hour!)
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