Stealing The Heavens

Chapter 935 re-enters the Nether (third more)

Incomparably cautiously withdrew from the site of the Grand Duke of Junjun, do not dare to divulge the slightest breath, and cautiously followed the spirit of the back of Pangu mainland into the front edge of the Pangu continent, in a force filled with violent thunder just from In the chaos of the gas, the manifestation of the mountain next to the method of cracking open the void, stepped in.

Absolutely can't leave any clues to the princes and horns to track them, even if they have erased any traces of their existence with Hong Meng Zi, but they are not allowed to have an amazing presence in the 18th sacred day. trace. The safest way is to return to Da Wu by the Tao. This is the best in the world of the Nether.

Endless Nether World, endless Ning Huangquan, infinite ghosts struggling in Huangquan, those fierce Huangquan Yaksha screaming and driving all kinds of Nether Behemoths in Huangquan, picking the ghosts that look delicious. Grab the stuff into the abdomen.

A group of about 10,000 people, Huang Quan Yaksha, even opened a large net on the rolling waves of Huangquan, like a human fisherman fishing to capture a large number of ghosts with the net. When the six big bodhisattvas of Purdue were sitting in the quiet of the town, where did these Huangquan Yaksha have this courageous and unscrupulous hunting ghost? But now, the Ning of Huangquan has become their world, the Buddha and the Luohan, which have a quiet vein of Buddhism, have not appeared for a long time, and Huang Quan Yak is naturally happy to follow instinct.

Coldly screamed, don't smash a palm of your hand, and more than 10,000 people, Huang Quan's night fork was screamed by a palm of mine and smashed into a thick, stinky yellow juice mixed into Huang Quanzhong. Don't look around, seeing a lot of nightshas in the distance, he sullenly flies all the way, shaking hands to kill all these nightshades. Even the Yaksha, who had caught up with the opportunity to break into the depths of Huangquan, was chased and killed by his huge gods, and he did not leave any living.

Seeing these nightshade raging the ghosts, I don’t want to regret it. I knew that it was so different. I should leave a few Nether Bodhisattvas and Lohan here. This is like the relationship between wolves and sheep. Don't be as a buddy of the wolf's Buddha's door. These Huangquan Yaksha are like sheep, and they grow up unscrupulously.

The flocks are strong, and the undead ghosts who exist as grasses naturally fall into the blood. The souls of these people are swallowed up by the night fork, and there is a certain amount of money to be counted on the beggars. The sullen face of the slap in the face, and could not help but startled, his merits actually decreased a lot, the mistake is that he has accumulated too much merit in the past, afraid that it has long been karma.

Helplessly looked at the boundless Ning Huangquan, do not shout: "I don't kill Bo Ren, Buren died for me, hey, this cause and effect entanglement is really powerful. Just escorting Yu Ji, they reincarnate, actually provoked this The group of vultures, just to punish this group of vultures, the result is that so many undead ghosts have been destroyed. After doing things must be cautious, God knows how much will be involved?"

It is this sentiment that the state of mind is not clear, and the power and the gods that have been stolen from the Qing emperors in these days, the huge spirits stolen from the source of fire have been transformed into the body of Hongmeng purple. The shape of the body is not blurred, it seems that there is a void in his body, and the starry light that is entangled in the body turns into a myriad of nebulae in his body. Then a group of white Mingrun is like a flame of a bead in his body. Spread out, gradually integrated into his limbs.

Do not tremble slightly, he stood on top of the yellow spring, the body of mustard in the body is slowly disintegrating, gradually blending with him. From then on, there will be no more mustard world and no distinction. Once the integration is completed, he is a world. The refining of the Dafa law at full speed, the huge aura in the mustard world, countless spiritual peaks and so on have been absorbed and digested by the body.

A bright light in the palm of your hand shows that a small world is embedded in this light. Countless ghosts are living freely in this world, and they are not aware of any weird changes in the outside world. Don't smile, the light in the palm of the hand flashes, and Huang Quan, who is in the trillions of years, disappears instantly, and is inhaled into this small world together with countless Huangquan Yasha.

Give those ghosts a quenching object, and use these fierce and tyrannical nightshades to hone them in order to produce powerful enough ghosts.

The viscous yellow spring water around him filled it slowly, and did not spit out a white gas with a faint scent. He looked around and suddenly fell into the filthy yellow spring water. Huang Quanshui will completely engulf the traces of the traces that may be left behind, and no one can use the magical power to trace the whereabouts of the beggars.

The body is still rapidly transforming the benefits of these days.

The power of the emperor, the white emperor, and the black emperor, the gods and the gods that were stolen from the body, will be nothing more than the limit of the six products that have been lifted. However, the heavenly sentiments in the core of their souls gave the endless benefits. He lay in the Huangquan and drifted with the tide. The soul gradually absorbed and digested these sentiments. The surrounding springs were gradually transformed by his breath, actually in the boundless Huangquan. Derived into a clear water pond with a radius of 100 acres, a blossoming lotus flower was born.

This is a scent that is leaked when the road between the Qing Emperor and the Black Emperor is not merged. The spring water is also water. It is still controlled by the law of water. It is not necessary to integrate the feelings of the Black Emperor, and naturally transform the nature of water. As for those lotuses, it is the evolution of the Qing Emperor.

As Huang Quan gradually drifted, the divine power and the gods of the three emperors were completely digested, and his mana repair was also stabilized at the limit level of the six broken products. Then he began to fully integrate the huge and unparalleled powers stolen from the source of the fire. The huge amount of Hongmeng purple gas was continuously produced, and gradually compressed into the essence of his body.

Breaking the six products to break through, don't wander on Huangquan for a full month, with the help of the source of the fire source of the stolen, his mana repair has actually broken through to the four products. Don't help but blame, what a huge force in the source of the fire? If he can really condense the human form and cultivate his intelligence, fear that he will not be able to step into the realm of the road immediately?

It’s no wonder that Junjun’s big horn is so valued by the source of the fire. He cultivated next to the source of fire, day and night, and his own spirits and the source of the fire have resonated. If the source of fire is woodized, it’s the big brother of the prince. Sisters have a general relationship, and by then he has a big helper.

It is a pity that it was so ravaged that the time of the wood of the fire was delayed by at least several doses. It is his essential essence that can't be plundered, but it can be added in just a few days. But should this account be recorded on the head of the long eyebrows? Everyone is witnessing that he is using the magical power to smash the spirits on the wood of the fire, and the source of the fire has been pulled out of a large hole.

When you think of it, don't help but ‘嘿嘿’ laughed.

It took a month's effort, and all the stolen vitality in the body has been turned into its own. It has been maintained in a stable state and has been kept in the realm of the four products. The body is hardened by the power of Yuanling. The strength has increased by a hundred times than a month ago. It’s just that the sacred singularity stolen from the Qing emperor took a little time to absorb. After all, the power of the gods that are not smashed now is far less than the old monsters that existed since the three worlds, and want to absorb all their trajectories, at least It is also necessary to raise your own spirit to a level comparable to them.

There was a faint light coming from the front, and I was sent to the vicinity of the six-wheel reincarnation wheel as the Huangquan water floated freely.

Lazily stood up, not looking at the direction of the six reincarnations, this can not help but scare him a glimpse - the mountain that was completely destroyed by him again appeared in the yellow spring, the mountains are covered with strange flowers The grass is different from the grass, and the scent of the yellow spring water is washed away. On the mountain, there are countless exquisite and gorgeous palaces. The Bodhisattva and the Lohan, like the hustle and bustle of the mountains, are like the hard work of the street workers. They are pitifully carrying countless materials to build a new palace there.

Leading the construction of the building there, it is the six Bodhisattva of Purd who once led the Nether.

Today, Purdue Liu is bitterly facing a face, with a small piece of thin, like a flap, but the size of the fingernail-sized green jade piece carved into the tile, carefully attached to a delicate and exquisite palace. All the materials of this palace, whether it is bricks or beams, are made of this kind of extremely thin, very small, very delicate and compact materials. Therefore, the inside and outside of the palace are transparent, emitting colorful streamer and beautiful. It is like a dream.

"A big handwriting, using Bodhisattva to do the coolies?" Don't stay stunned. Who is this tossing people? The roof of the palace is hundreds of feet wide, and the entire roof is piled up with such fine and beautiful tiles. There are countless treasure beads and jade inlaid between the upper and lower layers of the tiles. All the pearls are beautiful. Carved into a specific shape, it needs to be inlaid together in a subtle way.

This work is not too tired for Purdue, but it is too tossing. It is obvious that no mana is allowed to be used in the construction process, and it can only be done completely by manpower! Don't look at the carefully-pushing tiles to the small piece of Pudu six on the roof. I can't help but feel a little embarrassed. If I didn't take them away, where would there be today?

I was wondering who was so tossing the six monks of Purdue, and the harsh screams suddenly came from a large hall on the top of the mountain.

"Waste, a group of waste, isn't it the tears that let you collect the blood of the 4,900-year-old virgins? Why haven't you been able to start doing it for so long? I still raise what you do? Say, I still raise What do you do? The dog can still slaughter the meat. You guys have slaughtered what you can eat? Ah? Your meat is stinky!"

A group of colorful light and shadows floated out, dozens of shapes and shapes like long whip volleys, dozens of Arhats were beaten **** and holding their heads rolling down the mountain from the top.

Don't be in a daze here, but the light and shadow don't know how to see it at a glance, and the screams of sharp and ugly sounds skyrocketing: "Who dares to glimpse here?"

A group of mung bean-sized colorful thunder whistling, direct shots don't frown.