Chapter 2679: The Eye of True Evolves

"Crack!"
With a blast, the seal burst directly. It was obvious that the seal and the altar of the holy land were not one. If not unexpected, it should be the so-called lord of the altar, added later.
It is precisely because of this that Zhao Wude's set of Saint Rune can be easily broken by killing it.
Feeling the ancient atmosphere coming from the pavement, Zhao Wude and Xi Chensheng looked down attentively, and the scenery under the seal was unobstructed.
I saw that in the huge hole, a perfectly round black ball occupies almost all of the space. Looking closer, countless strange patterns are also engraved on the black ball.
"What the is this?" Xi Chensheng swallowed and spit, and looked at Zhao Wude suspiciously.
"It seems like an egg..." Zhao Wude murmured after a long silence.
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One mile altar.
"I didn't even die..." Liu Lang in the void, looking down at the altar master holding the Heavenless Sacred Stele, couldn't believe it for a while, but soon Liu Lang realized what had happened.
Because, the same thing, a few months ago, he had experienced it once.
At that time, Liu Lang was slapped with a palm of his body during the battle with Demon Lord Ye, but within a few seconds, Liu Lang reshaped his body again. The process of reshaping his body was just too fast. Liu Lang didn't even know what happened.
Later, Liu Lang made a special trip to ask Zhao Wude for this matter.
According to Zhao Wude's analysis, Liu Lang is a person who has experienced the baptism of the supreme rules. He has detached himself from the starry sky and possesses an immortal body. However, Liu Lang's analysis of Zhao Wude is doubtful.
Now, it turns out that Zhao Wude’s analysis is right.
Liu Lang was very excited for a while. Really count it. His immortal body is much more than Zhao Wude. Zhao Wude has to take root and sprout, blossom and bear fruit. It takes seven days to complete a process, and after he is alive, he has to start from scratch. .
And he can be full of blood and blue and resurrect in situ in just a few seconds.
This is simply Xiaoqiang who can't die.
Liu Langlu rolled up his sleeves and was about to go down and work with the Lord of the Altar, but after a long time he found out that he had no arms, let alone arms, but there were no parts that could be imagined.
"Why is it different from last time?"
Liu Lang was stunned.
Trying to calm himself down and re-investigating, Liu Lang discovered that his soul was actually in an eyeball.
"True Eye!"
Liu Lang couldn't be more familiar with this eyeball.
Under Liu Lang's gaze, the meridians, bones, and flesh and blood around the real eye began to slowly appear.
"To reshape the body, it turned out to start with the real eye." Seeing this scene, Liu Lang finally had a clearer understanding of his rebirth process.
"But why is it the Eye of True?" After shock, the question followed. Moreover, the reshaping of the physical body this time is obviously much slower than the last time. Judging from the current evolution speed, it is impossible to fail without one or two hours.
"It doesn't matter how fast or slow, you can succeed in the end." Zhao Wude is reborn once, it takes seven days, and he only needs one or two hours, Liu Lang silently comforted himself.
Reshaping the flesh is obviously a spontaneous process, which is beyond Liu Lang's control. After realizing this, Liu Lang simply turned his attention to the Lord of the altar below.
At this time, the lord of the altar had already handed over the sacred monument to Zuo Qiuchan.
Zuo Qiuchan’s eyes had no sluggishness, and the coldness exuded between his brows made people shudder. At the moment when he held the Wutian sacred stele, the Wutian sacred stele trembled violently, as if to leave Zuoqiuchan’s. Control, but, no matter what the tremor, Zuo Qiuchan pinched the Wutian Sacred Stele to death.
And the next moment, a dazzling brilliance flashed on the Wutian Sacred Stele. The brilliance followed Zuoqiuchan's arm, entered Zuoqiuchan's body, and passed through Zuoqiuchan's body into the one-meter altar, and then scattered to the thousand-mile altar. , And, the world of monsters beyond the altar of thousands of miles.
"This is to up the Wutian Sacred Stele!"
There is no doubt that the Lord of the Altar is using Zuoqiuchan to refine the Heavenless Sacred Stele.
Liu Lang tried to get in touch with the Wutian Sacred Stele and Ai Chen inside the Wutian Sacred Stele, but sadly discovered that his soul was completely imprisoned in the eyes of truth, and he was unable to send messages to the outside world.
Of course, it is precisely because of the confinement of the real eye that Liu Lang can keep his soul immortal.
Seeing that the Wutian Sacred Stele gradually became the nourishment of the sacred artifacts, but powerless, Liu Lang's heart was as if he had been pierced by a knife.
But some are happy and some are sad.
The excitement of the Lord of the Altar was already on his face.
"800,000 years, I have waited for 800,000 years, and finally I can go back." The master of the altar, clenching his fist, said every word.
At this moment, the resentment accumulated for many years was wiped out.
However, there is an idiom called joy that produces sorrow. It says that sad things often happen when you are extremely happy. It is probably to prove the correctness of this idiom. At the moment when the Lord of the altar has begun to celebrate, Yili Outside the altar, there was a roar that resounded across the sky suddenly.
"Roar!"
With this voice, Zuo Qiuchan's movements stopped.
"This voice..." The owner of the altar was taken aback for a moment, his expression changed drastically.
In the void, Liu Lang, who had not yet completed his physical body reshaping, also heard this voice. Liu Lang immediately followed the voice and looked at it. Under the look, Liu Lang realized that his vision was getting farther and farther. Soon, he wore it. It penetrated the barrier of one mile altar, and the thousand mile altar outside the one mile altar was actually a huge illusion array of holy steps.
But now, under Liu Lang's gaze, the illusions of the holy ranks shattered one after another.
"The real eye, the real eye has evolved again!"
After receiving the baptism of the supreme rule, Liu Lang discovered that the real eye is very different from before. He can see many things that were not seen before. Now, even the illusion of the holy order There is nothing to hide in the real moment.
In addition, the reshaping of the physical body also starts with the real eye.
All of this raises the real eye to a new height.
"That's...Zhao Wude, Xi Chensheng!"
As Liu Lang was thinking, two figures suddenly appeared in his expanding field of vision. Upon closer inspection, it was actually Zhao Wude and Xi Chensheng who got together, which Liu Lang really didn't expect.
What surprised Liu Lang even more was the neat movements of Zhao Wude and Xi Chensheng, who were rushing towards the altar of Yili for their lives.
The reason why they ran so hard is because behind the two people’s buttocks, there is a huge black ball, and the black ball keeps rolling and rolling again. Wherever they pass, the mountains and rivers are all spared, only a deep one is left. The ravine runs across the altar.