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First, he was seriously injured by the strong of eternal realm, and then he met Luo Zhen.
Hong Ming is almost sure to die.
Fortunately, Hong Ming is bold enough. At the critical moment, he gives up everything and tries to survive in the death. He kills Luo Ying with the guise of stealing heaven for exchanging the sun, even if Hong Ming almost dies.
The ten origins are separated and integrated rapidly.
Hong Ming's spirit and body are recovering slowly.
"This adventure is worth it. It's worth abandoning an eternal treasure, but it's worth exchanging for the Black Lotus. The four lotus come together, and the road can be expected!" Hong Ming's heart is full of joy.
Hum!
On the dark lotus, the light shines.
At this moment, the four lotus flowers are slowly engulfed by Hongming. On Hongming's body, a pattern appears.
Cause and effect.
The devil.
Right.
Empty.
……
Among the four pieces of congenital treasures, the congenital Dao patterns are constantly integrated into Hong Ming's body. A variety of Dao patterns are rapidly melting and fusing.
A variety of avenues are understood by Hong Ming.
All these years.
For the first time, Hong Ming felt that there were too many troubles in understanding the road.
A variety of roads, rush into the spirit, Hong Ming did not even have time to understand, can only gobble up.
A variety of roads.
There are more and more lights on Hong Ming's body.
And then, the mysterious and yellow Qi on Hong Ming's body became more solid and mysterious.
……
Above the fairyland.
Countless immortal emperors and Taoist masters are still fighting.
This is a very fierce war.
Retreat is death, the fairyland is broken, can only enter chaos. So the monk of fairyland will fight like this. If he doesn't fight, there will be no chance in the future.
The sleeping old man and Taoist Yang Mei are standing in front of them, so many Taoist masters can't do much.
This war lasted ten thousand years.
Ten thousand years later, he finally retreated.
In the chaos, yuan, Zu, Ling and others left with a dim look, but when they left, they were not particularly sad.
"It's inevitable for all circles to merge. No one can stop it. You Taoist friends, you'd better think about it first."
Zu left a word before he left.
Taoist Yang Mei and sleeping old man didn't respond at all.
In chaos.
Sleepy old man's eyes narrowed slightly, and all kinds of roads around him met. After a long time of deduction, he stopped: "this Hongdao friend really has a chance. This fight not only didn't kill him, but also took the opportunity to get some chance. He is changing. When he comes back again, I'm afraid he'll be no less than you and me."
"If we can't envy this, it's right for Luo to die."
Taoist Yang Mei nodded.
They all know about Luo Zhen.
It's just that it's not so simple at this time. Luo's feet are special, even the eternal realm is difficult to calculate. In addition, the backward road is special, and there are countless separate bodies. Among many separate bodies, there are many Taoist masters, and the eternal realm is helpless.
"Come on, next time, it's none of your business."
The sleeping old man was laughing, his body slowly faded and disappeared in the same place.
When Taoist Yang Mei stepped forward, he disappeared.
Fairyland, soon entered a quiet period.
After the great war, the Taoist masters and masters of chaos who came in the chaos either died or left. Most of the fairyland was empty.
The whole fairyland is vast and sparsely populated.
Innumerable immortal veins, caves and blessed places are all occupied by nobody.
It can be said that there are many treasures in the fairyland.
The number of immortal emperors and Taoist masters who survived is even rarer.
For a moment, the whole fairyland is very harmonious.
At this time, the fairyland began to breed.
Monsters, human beings, inborn creatures, began to emerge slowly.
……
Abbot fairy mountain.
The tortoise grandfather sat on it, holding a mottled tortoise shell in his hand, playing with it slowly.
With the shaking of the turtle shell, the road of heaven and earth around also flows.
For a long time, the tortoise grandfather just stopped, the breath on the body one Xie thousand li.
"Tomorrow is fine. I'm just practicing in a certain place. And now he's making great progress. Even if it's my magic calculation, I can't deduce more information."
Grandfather turtle said.
A tired face.
It is basically impossible to deduce the message of the strong in the eternal realm.
Only when the relationship between heaven and earth is close, can the tortoise figure out a clue.
But this little message, let the tortoise grandfather tired.
"Well, it's over. Let's go down and wait for my husband to come back."
Zhuke's voice was still cold and the others answered.When the others left, Zhu Ke went back to the palace and sat down. There was a trace of melancholy in his eyes: "my husband doesn't know when he will come back. I'm afraid that the other world will come soon. What should I do then?"
……
There is no time for cultivation.
It's even more difficult for Hong Ming to swallow up the four innate treasures.
Four treasures, once swallowed, once fused.
Incomplete treasure of eternity, it's troublesome to merge.
It's hard to guess just the roads inside.
Hong Ming's little insight, little fusion, little refining, the chaos of the dark lotus on a chaotic Avenue, slowly emerged, from the previous ten, a little more perfect, a little bit more.
Slowly, 18th, 19th Twenty four Thirty
When the thirty-six roads were formed, a strange scene appeared.
At this moment, the thirty-six chaotic Taoist essays are integrated into the xuanhuang Qi, forming a unique xuanhuang Taoist essay.
As soon as this writing came into being, Hong Ming woke up from cultivation.
At this moment, Hong Ming felt different.
The way of xuanhuang!
Xuanhuang Qi!
"I see. I see. This is the eternal realm! Heaven and earth perish but I do not perish, all things perish but I do not perish, eternal existence, eternal
Hong Ming fully understood.
The eternal realm integrates many chaotic avenues to form its own.
This avenue does not exist.
But it is precisely because the eternal realm is strong enough that it can be created out of nothing and condensed.
It's something that's eternal.
Like, Zu, yuan, Kong, Ling, Xuan and so on.
Break the limitation of chaos and form one's own eternal way.
"However, my way is different. The way of xuanhuang is between existence and nonexistence. It's different from other strong people in the eternal world. What other people can't do, I can do it."
Hong Ming's heart is clear.
At this moment, Hong Ming understood more.
The remaining 13 kinds of chaotic Taoist texts are rapidly improved.
But the integration of the incomplete eternal treasure, still can not fully understand.
"Forty nine chaotic Taoist texts should be a limit. Those people didn't realize it. Even I doubt if they can't understand it."
Hong Ming stands in the void.
My heart is moving.
With the transformation of the surrounding space, Hong Ming came to chaos from a secret place under the fairyland.
And the chaos began to change.
Where Hong Ming is, the speed of time slows down abruptly.
Space transformation.
Time slows down.
This is the ability that the eternal realm can exert at hand.
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First, he was seriously injured by the strong of eternal realm, and then he met Luo Zhen.
Hong Ming is almost sure to die.
Fortunately, Hong Ming is bold enough. At the critical moment, he gives up everything and tries to survive in the death. He kills Luo Ying with the guise of stealing heaven for exchanging the sun, even if Hong Ming almost dies.
The ten origins are separated and integrated rapidly.
Hong Ming's spirit and body are recovering slowly.
"This adventure is worth it. It's worth abandoning an eternal treasure, but it's worth exchanging for the Black Lotus. The four lotus come together, and the road can be expected!" Hong Ming's heart is full of joy.
Hum!
On the dark lotus, the light shines.
At this moment, the four lotus flowers are slowly engulfed by Hongming. On Hongming's body, a pattern appears.
Cause and effect.
The devil.
Right.
Empty.
……
Among the four pieces of congenital treasures, the congenital Dao patterns are constantly integrated into Hong Ming's body. A variety of Dao patterns are rapidly melting and fusing.
A variety of avenues are understood by Hong Ming.
All these years.
For the first time, Hong Ming felt that there were too many troubles in understanding the road.
A variety of roads, rush into the spirit, Hong Ming did not even have time to understand, can only gobble up.
A variety of roads.
There are more and more lights on Hong Ming's body.
And then, the mysterious and yellow Qi on Hong Ming's body became more solid and mysterious.
……
Above the fairyland.
Countless immortal emperors and Taoist masters are still fighting.
This is a very fierce war.
Retreat is death, the fairyland is broken, can only enter chaos. So the monk of fairyland will fight like this. If he doesn't fight, there will be no chance in the future.
The sleeping old man and Taoist Yang Mei are standing in front of them, so many Taoist masters can't do much.
This war lasted ten thousand years.
Ten thousand years later, he finally retreated.
In the chaos, yuan, Zu, Ling and others left with a dim look, but when they left, they were not particularly sad.
"It's inevitable for all circles to merge. No one can stop it. You Taoist friends, you'd better think about it first."
Zu left a word before he left.
Taoist Yang Mei and sleeping old man didn't respond at all.
In chaos.
Sleepy old man's eyes narrowed slightly, and all kinds of roads around him met. After a long time of deduction, he stopped: "this Hongdao friend really has a chance. This fight not only didn't kill him, but also took the opportunity to get some chance. He is changing. When he comes back again, I'm afraid he'll be no less than you and me."
"If we can't envy this, it's right for Luo to die."
Taoist Yang Mei nodded.
They all know about Luo Zhen.
It's just that it's not so simple at this time. Luo's feet are special, even the eternal realm is difficult to calculate. In addition, the backward road is special, and there are countless separate bodies. Among many separate bodies, there are many Taoist masters, and the eternal realm is helpless.
"Come on, next time, it's none of your business."
The sleeping old man was laughing, his body slowly faded and disappeared in the same place.
When Taoist Yang Mei stepped forward, he disappeared.
Fairyland, soon entered a quiet period.
After the great war, the Taoist masters and masters of chaos who came in the chaos either died or left. Most of the fairyland was empty.
The whole fairyland is vast and sparsely populated.
Innumerable immortal veins, caves and blessed places are all occupied by nobody.
It can be said that there are many treasures in the fairyland.
The number of immortal emperors and Taoist masters who survived is even rarer.
For a moment, the whole fairyland is very harmonious.
At this time, the fairyland began to breed.
Monsters, human beings, inborn creatures, began to emerge slowly.
……
Abbot fairy mountain.
The tortoise grandfather sat on it, holding a mottled tortoise shell in his hand, playing with it slowly.
With the shaking of the turtle shell, the road of heaven and earth around also flows.
For a long time, the tortoise grandfather just stopped, the breath on the body one Xie thousand li.
"Tomorrow is fine. I'm just practicing in a certain place. And now he's making great progress. Even if it's my magic calculation, I can't deduce more information."
Grandfather turtle said.
A tired face.
It is basically impossible to deduce the message of the strong in the eternal realm.
Only when the relationship between heaven and earth is close, can the tortoise figure out a clue.
But this little message, let the tortoise grandfather tired.
"Well, it's over. Let's go down and wait for my husband to come back."
Zhuke's voice was still cold and the others answered.When the others left, Zhu Ke went back to the palace and sat down. There was a trace of melancholy in his eyes: "my husband doesn't know when he will come back. I'm afraid that the other world will come soon. What should I do then?"
……
There is no time for cultivation.
It's even more difficult for Hong Ming to swallow up the four innate treasures.
Four treasures, once swallowed, once fused.
Incomplete treasure of eternity, it's troublesome to merge.
It's hard to guess just the roads inside.
Hong Ming's little insight, little fusion, little refining, the chaos of the dark lotus on a chaotic Avenue, slowly emerged, from the previous ten, a little more perfect, a little bit more.
Slowly, 18th, 19th Twenty four Thirty
When the thirty-six roads were formed, a strange scene appeared.
At this moment, the thirty-six chaotic Taoist essays are integrated into the xuanhuang Qi, forming a unique xuanhuang Taoist essay.
As soon as this writing came into being, Hong Ming woke up from cultivation.
At this moment, Hong Ming felt different.
The way of xuanhuang!
Xuanhuang Qi!
"I see. I see. This is the eternal realm! Heaven and earth perish but I do not perish, all things perish but I do not perish, eternal existence, eternal
Hong Ming fully understood.
The eternal realm integrates many chaotic avenues to form its own.
This avenue does not exist.
But it is precisely because the eternal realm is strong enough that it can be created out of nothing and condensed.
It's something that's eternal.
Like, Zu, yuan, Kong, Ling, Xuan and so on.
Break the limitation of chaos and form one's own eternal way.
"However, my way is different. The way of xuanhuang is between existence and nonexistence. It's different from other strong people in the eternal world. What other people can't do, I can do it."
Hong Ming's heart is clear.
At this moment, Hong Ming understood more.
The remaining 13 kinds of chaotic Taoist texts are rapidly improved.
But the integration of the incomplete eternal treasure, still can not fully understand.
"Forty nine chaotic Taoist texts should be a limit. Those people didn't realize it. Even I doubt if they can't understand it."
Hong Ming stands in the void.
My heart is moving.
With the transformation of the surrounding space, Hong Ming came to chaos from a secret place under the fairyland.
And the chaos began to change.
Where Hong Ming is, the speed of time slows down abruptly.
Space transformation.
Time slows down.
This is the ability that the eternal realm can exert at hand.
First, he was seriously injured by the strong of eternal realm, and then he met Luo Zhen. Hong Ming is almost sure to die. Fortunately, Hong Ming is bold enough. At the critical moment, he gives up everything and tries to survive in the death. He kills Luo Ying with the guise of stealing heaven for exchanging the sun, even if Hong Ming almost dies. The ten origins are separated and integrated rapidly. Hong Ming's spirit and body are recovering slowly. "This adventure is worth it. It's worth abandoning an eternal treasure, but it's worth exchanging for the Black Lotus. The four lotus come together, and the road can be expected!" Hong Ming's heart is full of joy. Hum! On the dark lotus, the light shines. At this moment, the four lotus flowers are slowly engulfed by Hongming. On Hongming's body, a pattern appears. Cause and effect. The devil. Right. Empty. Among the four pieces of congenital treasures, the congenital Dao patterns are constantly integrated into Hong Ming's body. A variety of Dao patterns are rapidly melting and fusing. A variety of avenues are understood by Hong Ming. All these years. For the first time, Hong Ming felt that there were too many troubles in understanding the road. A variety of roads, rush into the spirit, Hong Ming did not even have time to understand, can only gobble up. A variety of roads. There are more and more lights on Hong Ming's body. And then, the mysterious and yellow Qi on Hong Ming's body became more solid and mysterious. Above the fairyland. Countless immortal emperors and Taoist masters are still fighting. This is a very fierce war. Retreat is death, the fairyland is broken, can only enter chaos. So the monk of fairyland will fight like this. If he doesn't fight, there will be no chance in the future. The sleeping old man and Taoist Yang Mei are standing in front of them, so many Taoist masters can't do much. This war lasted ten thousand years. Ten thousand years later, he finally retreated. In the chaos, yuan, Zu, Ling and others left with a dim look, but when they left, they were not particularly sad. "It's inevitable for all circles to merge. No one can stop it. You Taoist friends, you'd better think about it first." Zu left a word before he left. Taoist Yang Mei and sleeping old man didn't respond at all. In chaos. Sleepy old man's eyes narrowed slightly, and all kinds of roads around him met. After a long time of deduction, he stopped: "this Hongdao friend really has a chance. This fight not only didn't kill him, but also took the opportunity to get some chance. He is changing. When he comes back again, I'm afraid he'll be no less than you and me." "If we can't envy this, it's right for Luo to die." Taoist Yang Mei nodded. They all know about Luo Zhen. It's just that it's not so simple at this time. Luo's feet are special, even the eternal realm is difficult to calculate. In addition, the backward road is special, and there are countless separate bodies. Among many separate bodies, there are many Taoist masters, and the eternal realm is helpless. "Come on, next time, it's none of your business." The sleeping old man was laughing, his body slowly faded and disappeared in the same place. When Taoist Yang Mei stepped forward, he disappeared. Fairyland, soon entered a quiet period. After the great war, the Taoist masters and masters of chaos who came in the chaos either died or left. Most of the fairyland was empty. The whole fairyland is vast and sparsely populated. Innumerable immortal veins, caves and blessed places are all occupied by nobody. It can be said that there are many treasures in the fairyland. The number of immortal emperors and Taoist masters who survived is even rarer. For a moment, the whole fairyland is very harmonious. At this time, the fairyland began to breed. Monsters, human beings, inborn creatures, began to emerge slowly. Abbot fairy mountain. The tortoise grandfather sat on it, holding a mottled tortoise shell in his hand, playing with it slowly. With the shaking of the turtle shell, the road of heaven and earth around also flows. For a long time, the tortoise grandfather just stopped, the breath on the body one Xie thousand li. "Tomorrow is fine. I'm just practicing in a certain place. And now he's making great progress. Even if it's my magic calculation, I can't deduce more information." Grandfather turtle said. A tired face. It is basically impossible to deduce the message of the strong in the eternal realm. Only when the relationship between heaven and earth is close, can the tortoise figure out a clue. But this little message, let the tortoise grandfather tired. "Well, it's over. Let's go down and wait for my husband to come back." Zhuke's voice was still cold and the others answered.When the others left, Zhu Ke went back to the palace and sat down. There was a trace of melancholy in his eyes: "my husband doesn't know when he will come back. I'm afraid that the other world will come soon. What should I do then?" There is no time for cultivation. It's even more difficult for Hong Ming to swallow up the four innate treasures. Four treasures, once swallowed, once fused. Incomplete treasure of eternity, it's troublesome to merge. It's hard to guess just the roads inside. Hong Ming's little insight, little fusion, little refining, the chaos of the dark lotus on a chaotic Avenue, slowly emerged, from the previous ten, a little more perfect, a little bit more. Slowly, 18th, 19th Twenty four Thirty When the thirty-six roads were formed, a strange scene appeared. At this moment, the thirty-six chaotic Taoist essays are integrated into the xuanhuang Qi, forming a unique xuanhuang Taoist essay. As soon as this writing came into being, Hong Ming woke up from cultivation. At this moment, Hong Ming felt different. The way of xuanhuang! Xuanhuang Qi! "I see. I see. This is the eternal realm! Heaven and earth perish but I do not perish, all things perish but I do not perish, eternal existence, eternal Hong Ming fully understood. The eternal realm integrates many chaotic avenues to form its own. This avenue does not exist. But it is precisely because the eternal realm is strong enough that it can be created out of nothing and condensed. It's something that's eternal. Like, Zu, yuan, Kong, Ling, Xuan and so on. Break the limitation of chaos and form one's own eternal way. "However, my way is different. The way of xuanhuang is between existence and nonexistence. It's different from other strong people in the eternal world. What other people can't do, I can do it." Hong Ming's heart is clear. At this moment, Hong Ming understood more. The remaining 13 kinds of chaotic Taoist texts are rapidly improved. But the integration of the incomplete eternal treasure, still can not fully understand. "Forty nine chaotic Taoist texts should be a limit. Those people didn't realize it. Even I doubt if they can't understand it." Hong Ming stands in the void. My heart is moving. With the transformation of the surrounding space, Hong Ming came to chaos from a secret place under the fairyland. And the chaos began to change. Where Hong Ming is, the speed of time slows down abruptly. Space transformation. Time slows down. This is the ability that the eternal realm can exert at hand.
