Three days later, the eighty-one inscriptions were lifted, and the half of the black iron of the ink wheel knife attracted countless pieces of chill in all directions. They were attached and spliced to form an intact jet-black long knife. It was said that it was not long. Only three feet in the hand, it can be heavy or light. It changes with the owner's will, ranging from cicada wings to nothing, and heavy to pressing against the top of a mountain.
Not only that, but the sky's vision has shocked hundreds of millions of miles.
Not far away, Jian Jinghong, Qin Lang, Long Ling, three young supreme arrogances, arrogant, came one after another.
The divine refining artifact, the Molun Dao, was refinished.
It turned out that this mystery was revealed, so touching.
The first step is considered to be completely completed, the ink wheel knife is recast, and Zi Qingtian laughed: "Hahaha... good sword! The treasure sword is a gift to the hero. This ink wheel knife also has many changes. It can be regarded as a meeting gift for you! "
After that, he started the second step and completed this last step. The Tiangong Beast will see the light again.
The first step is to unseal the inscription, and the second step is to open the seal.
The palm of the hand pressed on the blade of the blade, and layers of god-level formation patterns emerged. The craftsman turned the decay into a miracle, the greatness of the creator.
No one can underestimate the ability of a refiner, and the scarcity of refiners in the spirit world, no matter where they go, they will be admired.
Taking great fortune, creating a brilliant future!
"Luo Xingchen, take the knife!"
Zi Qingtian was full of spirits, shouted violently, and threw the ink wheel knife into Luo Xingchen's hand.
Luo Xingchen suddenly thought about it, and the 18th-layer sword force of those crazy sword art was vivid!
"Hundreds of rivers! The rapids advance bravely! Rocks and powders, hundreds of battles and clouds, thousands of wolves break the army!"
All kinds of swords that dominate the world are unpredictable, and the two are born at a height of a million feet, so that they will not damage the plants and trees in the Tianhuang Temple.
Of course, this is just a small experiment, not a real gun. Luo Xingchen's control of the complete ink wheel knife at this moment, with his mind, has reached the strength that can only explode in the later stage of the domain master realm. This scene is shocking.
It is well known that, except for those who are born with swordsmanship, who can control the sword in the later stage and burst out with endless power, other people will not work without reaching that state.
Even if the Emperor Qiong relied on Zhanyuan's Crazy Sword to perfectly integrate, it could only kill all Ten Tribulations Realm in seconds, and hardly resist the late stage of the Domain Main Realm.
Just because Emperor Qiong is an out-and-out knife idiot.
But Luo Xingchen was not a sword idiot, nor a sword idiot.
It's just that the strength that bursts out at will has reached this point. It is conceivable that this must be based on his own strength.
In the whole world, in addition to Mo Xiaoxun's uniqueness, the most outstanding is Luo Xingchen.
At this moment, these evildoers are all witnesses.
Zi Qingtian retained several levels of strength, and Luo Xingchen's Qi burst light wave blasted in the sky, and they drew a tie, each stepping back.
Zi Qingtian still couldn't help but raised his head and laughed: "Hahaha, it's Luo Xingchen! I have been listening to your rumors, and my ears are so full of calluses! I saw it today, it was a well-deserved reputation!"
When they fell to the ground, Luo Xingchen wondered: "The sky light should have been unblocked, why hasn't it come out?"
Zi Qingtian hugged his arms, playing with the taste: "I have to ask it myself."
Luo Xingchen was taken aback, staring blankly at the pitch-black knife in his hand.
"Hey! Chen Ye, your strength, while I am asleep, progress is so fast! Tianmang is back! I can see the sky again, quack!"
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In an instant, a dazzling white light shone in all directions and filled the entire Tianhuang Temple.
This kind of light makes people feel warm, because they are not dark evil things.
If it is the Yingui tribe, the nether tribe, the evil tribe, and so on, the races that cannot be seen will be out of their souls, or may be wiped out.
But Tianmang's figure, shrouded in light, was still a little unclear.
They covered their eyes and waited for the light to dissipate before daring to open them.
But it was a handsome young man, fluttering in white, facing the wind and waves.
His aura, as if coming from chaos, is unpredictable.
Putting his hands behind him, he gradually fell to the ground, seeing everyone around him amazed.
They didn't dare to talk nonsense, even Zi Qingtian had a solemn expression. This person's strength, even if he used the Purple God Thunder to go all out, he might not win, let alone other people.
It seems that the rudimentary form of Tianmang’s Dao Wheel is an auspicious beast with auspicious clouds on its feet, clear and white, and shiny, just like the original Lan Yuan, a blue-eyed beast with blue eyes, a long neck, a fat body, and a beast. The dull appearance does not make people feel terrible, this is the spirit of sentient beings.
"This... mythical beast... I seem to have seen it somewhere."
Zi Qingtian's brows condensed, and he repeatedly sliced away the fragments of his memory.
The first history book that opened the world, the View of All Souls, seems to record that this beast does not belong to the spiritual world, but comes from one of the highest planes, and that plane is greater than the spiritual world.
Mythical beast-Bai Ze!
"That's it! No wonder..."
Zi Qingtian knew nothing but kept a sense of mystery for everyone to understand slowly.
In addition to the Dao Wheel, Tianmang's 30,000-mile Dao Realm seemed to have a divine soul, some incomplete, and it seemed to be close to perfection. This was a sign that the gods were about to break through.
Seeing the spirit of Bai Ze behind Tianmang, the young people opened their eyes and their hearts trembled.
"This is the strength of Tianmang! It's amazing!"
Luo Xingchen faced Tianmang, face to face, eyes facing each other, looking at each other.
They couldn't help smiling, making close contact and almost touching their noses.
"You still call me Chen Ye, and I call you uncle is almost the same."
Luo Xingchen bowed and almost knelt down.
Tianmang helped him up and said with a smile: "You are the person I admire most in the entire spiritual world, and there is no limit to your future achievements. I call you Chen Ye, which means that I will follow you and will never change in this life!"
"Don't dare to... I'm really ashamed—"
Luo Xingchen couldn't speculate that under the sky, who could be worthy of Tiangong, his own purity was 100%, and this auspicious aura had already enveloped the entire Baichuan Continent.
If the sky is here, from then on the Hundred Rivers Continent will continue to condense the luck of all directions and endure for a long time.
This is the number of days!
Luo Xingchen lowered his head and cried secretly: Heaven helps me too!
But he felt that in front of Tianmang, his insignificant benevolence seemed to become humble.
The sky has no grudges and hatreds, just for peace, to wipe out the darkness and let the light shine on the earth.
And he, there is always too much hatred, the way to go is very different from Tianmang.
Therefore, Tianmang wants to go and stay, it's all up to him, Luo Xingchen will not stop him.
When auspiciousness descended from the sky, Zi Qingtian immediately felt refreshed, and commented: "My dear, according to my guess, today's spiritual world, when turned over, only a few digits can fight you.
For example, the Demon Race Tianmogu, the Shadow King, and the Xuantian Patriarch.
As for... Feng Haoyu of Zhou Tian Pavilion is the one who makes me the most invisible. I don't know if he and you are stronger or weaker. "
"Come on! You don't need to compare me with them! Boy, I think you are not a human being in your previous life, and you should be blessed by the ninth thunder Emperor. You and Lei Dao are one body and cannot be parted.
Work hard, I hope you can prove it with thunder!
As for me, I want to become a god sooner and find that little bitch to settle the accounts! "
Tianmang gritted his teeth, with endless hatred in his heart.
If it hadn't been for the Han Ji of the Nether Clan, who had ruined him, he should now stand at the same height as the true gods of the realm masters like Jin Peng Tianzun, perhaps stronger than them, and comparable to the peerless figures in the two eras of Chaos.
Han Ji's conspiracy and tricks caused him to miss a good opportunity and hate him for 200,000 years!
Luo Xingchen knelt down with a puff, and now he slapped his face, he even forgot that Tianmang still had a knot in his heart that he couldn't untie.
However, Wutaiya, Xiangrui, was already facing the darkness.
Luo Xingchen, who was able to free Tianmang, was finally struck by his mind.
No matter how long Tianmang leaves, whether he goes or stays, he has no regrets.
"For 200,000 years, I have not done anything, so why don't I go and destroy the Nether Race first! Master Chen, clear an obstacle for you first!"
Tianmang made a fist and couldn't wait.
At this moment, a melodious and arrogant sip came from not far away: "Never, Bai Ze, Tianshu has nothing to do with you, don't reverse it. These things should be handled by these juniors, and you take action. It hurts heaven and peace. It goes against the rules of Tao!"
This more powerful aura came in a flash.
This person is eight feet tall and plain, but his eyes are like dragons.
"Uncle Li, you're such an old fellow, you can count on it."
Luo Xingchen smiled knowingly. At this time, Li Dong, Li Xuan, Li Jiuhuan, and Mo Xiaoxun were all following Uncle Li.
When Uncle Li faced Tianmang, Tianmang was particularly surprised, and sighed secretly that this person's strength seemed to be contrary to the rules of heaven.
At least it is the real god of the realm master, as for which step the real god of the realm master has reached, it is not known.
He maintained his respect and leaned over and bent over: "Senior's words are reasonable. Let the young people handle these nosy matters. I will only go for Han Ji."
Uncle Li nodded, contented: "Well, Ruzi can teach you."
Not to mention the others, Zi Qingtian was just shocked by Tianmang once, and now he heard the conversation between Tianmang and Uncle Li, Tianmang actually said to Uncle Li as senior, so respectful.
And Uncle Li's spiritual world is beyond his ability to see clearly, is it... a true god
Zi Qingtian has no waves, no matter how shocking, he can always be calm.
The water in the spirit world is really deep,
There are too many things, maybe no one can tell, there is a strong middle player in the strong, and there is a mountain high.
He didn't think much about things he couldn't judge.
"Uncle Li, where have you been these years? You don't even ask about your own son. Your grandson has grown up and you didn't accompany you.
Could it be that you have negotiated with Tiandao again? How is the result? "
Luo Xingchen conducted some reasoning and came to a conclusion.
Uncle Li sighed and looked helpless: "These two dogs are very scheming, they are haunting me.
He is working on a big plan and needs a lot of manpower. One day, I will accompany him to make soy sauce.
It will take at least ten thousand years before he is willing to let me go. So, Xiaochenzi, I can only accompany you..."
Uncle Li's words made Luo Xingchen's eyes shine brightly. Perhaps, the truth of the so-called Heavenly Dao in the spirit world is about to be revealed.
But he couldn't figure it out. If it was someone who was to be dealt with by the Dao of Heaven, and he recruited troops, then the combat power, perhaps the ordinary realm master, would not be enough to look at.
For ten thousand years, young people like them have worked hard, so what can they do
Perhaps, he can no longer control this matter.
Lan Yuan and the others can still understand, but Zi Qingtian is confused and horrified again...
In the coming days, Luo Xingchen doesn't care about the future, he has plans in his heart to deal with the grievances between the human and demons within these ten thousand years.
It is said that there are two races, but there are more races involved.
But for the last few hundred years, Luo Xingchen still does not plan to go out of the mountain, because he still has to accompany Yue Wushuang to be able to have peace for a day, a day...