I Can Upgrade Infinitely

The remaining power of time records the original image.

The ancient immortal gods are doing research here, and all the stone figures they saw were researched by the ancient immortal gods.

They finally did the research, but again unsuccessfully.

The created Pangu is not the real Pangu after all.

They let the created Pangu be submerged in the long river of time, and thus cut off all research.

The ancient gods hid some things here and left the heaven.

The primordial purple qi is also true, the endless primordial purple qi.

But they didn't use these majestic purple qi as the foundation of enlightenment, but chose to take them away.

With the majestic purple energy, it may not be able to prove the Tao.

God has to agree!

Back then, Zhen Yuanzi's friend, Daoist Hongyun, got the primordial purple energy, didn't he also end up dead in the end?

Heavenly saints have limitations after all, and only Hunyuan saints can be free and at ease.

"The saints back then, how did they leave?" Lu Gan wondered.

When the way of heaven collapses, saints will also fall. How do they pass through the endless chaos and stay away from the heaven?

Or do they break away from the way of heaven and become Hunyuan by themselves?

Jiang Changkong said indifferently: "You will know when you see it later."

Looking at the last palace, Jiang Changkong chose to push it away.

buzz

As the palace opened, an ancient aura escaped, and a figure sat cross-legged in the dark palace.

There is no vitality, only the smell of decay.

"Is this also the image of time?" Ao Qingyu asked with some uncertainty.

"I don't know." Jiang Changkong reached out and touched it, feeling substantial.

However, those who can be here must be immortals, why did they fall?

Immortal gods already have endless lifespans. To be able to appear here, they should be members of the ancient immortal gods, and there is a way to ensure that they will not be assimilated by chaos.

A flash of fairy light lit up, and a faint figure came out from the decayed body.

"It's him, Taibai Jinxing!" Lu Gan exclaimed.

The ancient fairy god, who was only known as the fairy god of the heavens in ancient times, is a minister who is highly valued by the Haotian God.

The beard is white, the hand is whisked, and the head is full of white hair.

"I've met fellow Taoist." The faint soul saluted slightly.

"I've seen you, senior." The three saluted at the same time.

Taibai Jinxing smiled slightly: "You must have watched everything. We are really ashamed to go to the other side and leave you fellow Taoists behind."

"The other shore?" Jiang Changkong frowned: "What is the other shore?"

"I don't know either. Maybe the main body knows it. I'm just a wisp of divine thought. I'll leave it here to explain something." Taibai Jinxing said.

Jiang Changkong and the others solemnly said, "Please give me your instructions, senior."

"Pangu Dao Fruit is a lie fabricated by the sage. There is no real Dao Fruit. If there is, the heavens, immortals, and endless mortal worlds are Dao Fruits."

Taibai Jinxing smiled and said: "You don't have to follow us, so you can grow and develop, and we will see each other again."

Listen, the three of you, don't need to search, let them manage the current heaven well?

"The decree of the sages of Houtu, you must guard the heavens well, and don't enter chaos and seek fairy spirits."

The faint soul slowly dissipated.

The three of Jiang Changkong were a little confused: "Can't enter the chaos to find fairy spirits? Isn't this for the growth of fairy spirits?"

Lu Gan frowned and said, "That's not right. Back then, the sages of Houtu let us and other ancient descendants fight against the fairy spirits."

If it wasn't for the fact that the fairy spirits were strengthened too much in the end, they would definitely kill the fairy spirits.

At that time, Houtu also slaughtered countless fairy spirits, why not let them find them now?

Taibai Jinxing had dissipated, and they couldn't find out even if they wanted to ask.

"Fairies are extremely harmful. If they are immortal, Hunyuan level will be born in the future. How can the heavens resist?" Jiang Changkong said in a deep voice.

"The fairy must be killed. Could this Taibaijinxing be a fake?" Ao Qingyu guessed.

"Xianling, probably can't come here yet."

Jiang Changkong shook his head, but he couldn't figure it out either.

Don't think about it anymore, take them away.

Since you can't figure it out, then don't think about it, and wait for yourself to prove the Hunyuan,

No matter what kind of fairy he is, just kill them all.

Leaving this chaotic space, Peng Wanli returned to the Golden Winged Peng Clan.

Jiang Changkong and Ao Qingyu returned to the Dragon Clan.

This time the harvest is great, Ao Qingyu needs to retreat to digest the power of the chaotic water essence.

Returning to the blood pool and continuing to bleed, Jiang Changkong felt the spar in his body.

Qingguang is digesting the power of the spar, and the innate divine pattern is also changing, and the special aura is getting stronger and stronger.

Lu Gan also benefited, and he also had a special aura, which was nourished by the innate divine pattern.

It's a pity that he is just a remnant now, and he can't sense this special breath.

Jiang Changkong tried to use this special breath, and a divine power that surpassed the immortal lord radiated out.

The samsara disk vibrated, arousing Shengwei and echoing it.

Jiang Changkong sensed it carefully. This breath is not weaker than Shengwei, but it is different from Shengwei.

It is still very weak now, but when he digests the spar, he will definitely become extremely strong!

Lu Gan was also taken aback, and said in shock, "What kind of power is this?"

"Pangu's power?" Jiang Changkong pondered.

This spar flew out from the Pangu created by the ancient gods.

Is it the power of Pangu?

He is not sure, the real Pangu has never been seen by the ancient gods, it is just a fake, not the real Pangu.

However, the same profound art, also bred by the chaotic green lotus, can also be said to be Pangu.

Jiang Changkong felt his own blue light, and thought of those blue lights in the Holy Land back then.

Is this a sign of Pangu?

clatter

The blood pool vibrated, and his blood also had a hint of blue.

The change of the blood pool speeded up by a point, and the three drops of blood also swelled up a circle.

It won't be long before he can completely change the blood pool and complete the task assigned by Hou Tu.

Lu Gan was enjoying the tempering with peace of mind. Although he didn't know what the change was, it was definitely a good thing.

Maybe, when he is resurrected, his strength can go one step further.

Jiang Changkong's bloodletting, the war in the heavens is still going on, and the power of the demon emperor is accumulating more and more.

When he changes the blood pool by himself, the Heavenly Power accumulated by the Demon Emperor will definitely allow him to achieve the limit of the Immortal Venerable!

And the mutant army in the heavenly court is getting stronger and stronger, and the heavenly realm is in chaos.

The way of heaven only rewarded the power of heaven and did not appear.

Time flies, and another ten days have passed, and the blood pool is finally about to be remodeled.

The spar was almost digested, the special breath in Jiang Changkong's body was also very strong, and the innate divine pattern became extremely terrifying.

Jiang Changkong is now arousing a special aura, faintly comparable to the holy power of the reincarnation disk.

Although it is still weaker, it is because of its lack of strength.

When I improve further, even if the other party has a holy weapon, it will not be a big threat to myself.

In the past ten days, Peng Wanli came here often, and then he was pressed and rubbed by Ao Qingyu, and his feathers were almost plucked again.

Fortunately, with previous experience, they can be regarded as friends, and the Dragon Clan did not go too far.

boom

The transformation of the last drop of blood in the blood pool was completed, and under the Twelve Ancestral Witch Tree, three drops of blood had turned into huge blood cells, as tall as a person.

The tyrannical vitality came from the blood cell, and low growls sounded in the blood cell.

The ancestral witch tree swayed, and a blurred phantom came out.

Houtu!

Jiang Changkong stopped bleeding, and the reincarnation disk returned to his side, and the chaotic airflow stopped coming.

Hou Tu's phantom manifested, and with a finger pointing between his brows, messages flooded into his mind one after another.

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