Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

The first thousand one hundred and ninety-one chapters

A ball of white fairy dust on Tian Jingzi's fingertips was bound by an invisible force, fluctuating and undulating. Lei Jinming's eyelids twitched and said, "It's terrible..."

The spiritual sense swept through this space, the least recent ancient immortal remains floating. Tian Jingzi sighed: "No wonder so many ancient immortals disappeared at the beginning, and they all came to the imperial cauldron..."

Mi Youran said: "It sounds like a **!"

Tixiang said: "I observed that every ancient immortal is in a defensive state and ** any signs of fighting, that is, they unknowingly...**. How did this be done?"

Qian Duqian rarely spoke, and at this time he couldn't help saying, "It's so scary. If they hadn't entered the Emperor's Cauldron, most of them should have been alive."

Once you reach the immortal class, you will basically be an immortal existence, but there is no such good thing in the world. Every immortal is brave and diligent. If this is not the case, the meaning of existence will be lost. Therefore, immortals are a group of people who are committed to death.

Mi Xiaojing was also a little confused and said, "What should I do next? So far, I have also found the hub to activate the Emperor's Ding."

For some reason, Mi Xiaojing felt anxious. This feeling had been around for a long time. He has practiced to this day, and his true joy, anger, sorrow and happiness are very few, and he cannot control him. But this time it was very special, and he actually reacted and was eager to find the next step.

Mi Youran looked at Mi Xiaojing and smiled and said, "Don't worry, even if you are trapped here for dozens or hundreds, it won't affect you, take your time."

Mi Xiaojing suddenly woke up and said, "But the problem is, this place is quite evil!" He is the peak golden immortal, and he was actually affected by some kind of influence. If the ** people reminded him, he would become more and more urgent. At that time, every choice would be dominated by emotions, which is really incredible.

Titian added: "This influence should only be directed at you, but we don't feel it."

Mi Youran said to Tixiang: "Why... let's set up a formation and make a calculation?"

Tixiang said: "Let's wait. The calculation may not be accurate at this time. It's too strange here..."

In fact, Mi Youran also had questions. There should be a force here that can disrupt the secrets of heaven. The reason why he proposed to set up a formation to calculate was because he realized the existence of this force.

OK! Then wait.

Mi Youran said again: "Sure enough, this power is very evil."

Mi Xiaojing finally calmed down and said, "Wait for me..." and sat cross-legged.

Others also followed suit, sat down one by one, and started practicing, because only by practicing can you not feel that time is too slow.

Immortals practice basically ignore the passage of time. Some immortals can spend hundreds of* of time in one practice. It is best to practice to wait.

After Mi Xiaojing sat down, the entire sword tower began to become huge. He needed to use the sword tower to investigate. The slender chains of fairy swords extended out. Mi Xiaojing was like a spider sitting on a spider web, and the spider web was the chain of fairy swords.

It is different from a spider web. The spider web is flat, while his fairy sword chains construct a three-dimensional network.

The chain of the fairy sword is getting thinner and thinner, and it extends further and further. Of course, the upper and lower layers are avoided, only in the middle layer, and the chain of the fairy sword is extending wildly.

With the extension of the chain of the fairy sword, everything where the fairy sword passes is reflected in Mi Xiaojing's mind, which is even clearer than seeing it with his own eyes.

The first thing that came into my mind was countless immortal remains, which had been discovered with my spiritual sense before, but Mi Xiaojing discovered that the information sent back through the Immortal Sword this time was clearer and the number was very clear.

Nine thousand six hundred and thirty-two ancient immortal molts!

As the number of immortal sword chains extends, it still rises rapidly, and soon exceeds one mark.

Even if Mi Xiaojing is knowledgeable, he is still stimulated. The ancient immortals who have reached the level of Golden Immortals have even reached the top! Among them, there are even ancient immortals who have reached the realm of Golden Immortals, which is simply incredible.

These ancient immortal relics are basically in a meditation state, similar to the first ancient immortal relics. Various immortal treasures protect the body. Each ancient immortal remains is a ball of light, and its colors are also varied. Many of the ancient immortal treasures carried by the remains are already dull, as if they are quietly passing away while meditating. Looking at Mi Xiaojing, my heart is furious.

The chain of the immortal sword continued to extend, and I don’t know how long it has passed, and finally no more ancient immortal remains appearing.

Mi Xiaojing fell into deep thought.

The chain of the immortal sword no longer extends and is gradually recovering. At this time, Mi Xiaojing's heart moved slightly. After all, he was the foundation laid in the Buddha Sect, and he always felt compassion in his heart. He thought of the ancient immortal's legacy before. He knew that these ancient immortals were trapped in the immortal body, and their souls were annihilated.

Then let them be saved!

Mi Xiaojing didn't care about the consequences of salvation, but he wanted to give these ancient immortals a last path, otherwise it would be too cruel.

In an instant, all the immortal swords turned into false mantras, and then gradually condensed, and Mi Xiaojing silently recited the sutra of salvation.

The momentum was so loud that everyone was awakened immediately. Looking at the golden mantra flying all over the sky, they were stunned.

With the cultivation of the peak Golden Immortal of Mi Xiaojing, once he recites the scriptures, his entire temperament will change.

The treasure is solemn!

One after another, the ancient immortal remains exploded, and phantoms appeared one by one. Each phantom saluted Mi Xiaojing and then gradually disappeared.

This is a great merit!

Mi Xiaojing's unintentional actions immediately made himself successful.

Purple lights rose from the body, and Mi Xiaojing had completely fallen into compassion.

The countless insights and countless experiences appeared in the spiritual consciousness of Mi Xiaojing, allowing him to grow stronger and his merits were added, just like the yellow robe of the human empire... In just a moment, Mi Xiaojing broke through to the realm and reached a true primary emperor, and his cultivation level continued to soar.

Qian Duqian, who was watching, said in horror: "My God..."

Mi Youran and ** showed extremely shocked expressions, and ** covered their mouths, and their eyes were filled with joy because she knew that Mi Xiaojing was advancing.

Tian Jingzi's spiritual sense swept around, and he was also shocked. He actually advanced in this way, which was beyond expectations.

He only saved hundreds of people, and his merits allowed Mi Xiaojing to directly advance, and the immortal sword turned into a mantra, and even the quality of the immortal sword was soaring wildly. What shocked everyone the most was that Mi Xiaojing's cultivation was still growing, and in just a moment, his cultivation was steadily consolidated, and then his cultivation was firmly improved little by little.

More and more ancient immortals are being saved. You should know that the merit of saving an ancient immortal is unparalleled, so the sudden compassionate thought of Mi Xiaojing has gained real benefits. Of course, Mi Xiaojing did not come deliberately to pursue it.
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next