In the cave in the bottom of the lake, Han Zepan was sitting on a flat ground. On the top of his head, a large black gold bell floated in the void.

Han Ze raised his hand and pointed to like a sword, and portrayed the runes inside the big clock.

108 runes are the crystallization of Han Ze's morality,

Each rune is complicated and obscure, and it is ever -changing. Although the 1008 runes are enlightened by Han Ze himself, at this time, it is still laborious.

Han Ze's strokes are very serious and hardworking. The fingertips seem to be pushing a world and slowly moving forward.

After seeing this scene, the shadow of the dragon was trembling, and his face was shaking, and his face was full of shock.

"Avenue marks, you are actually tracing the traces of the avenue." The man murmured: "It's just a small practitioner who can't return to the virtual realm.

The practitioner is also known as the monk, and the theory of the world's realization of the world is called Tao.

The road is the most basic rules of this universe, the survival and operation of all generations. It can be said that the entire universe is composed of avenue.

Of course, this is what the practitioner said.

According to the scientific theory on the source, the entire universe is composed of energy. Material is just a reflection of energy, because material can be converted into energy.

The so -called tunnel pattern is a bridge to transform material and energy.

Different paths are different for this transformation, and the most powerful naturally belongs to Supreme Essays.

This is the most powerful and mysterious "text" in the known universe.

Except for the Supreme, no one can understand the meaning of it.

The big clock of Black Gold was suspended on the top of Han Ze's head, indicating that there was a mysterious pattern. The chaos and the dragon gas were intertwined, and it fell down like a waterfall.

Although this is a new object, it has a vicissitudes and distant meaning, like an antique.

Oh!

When Han Ze took the last last stroke of the last Supreme text, the chaos clock shook slightly.

In the void, ripples appear. Whether it is stone clock or stalagmites in the cave, it is directly shocked as a pile of powder.

Han Ze's face with exhaustion, portrayed 108 supreme articles, consuming him too much mind, even the divine power of his ear in the sea of ​​God, almost all of them were exhausted, even more on his forehead.

A layer of fine sweat beads appeared.

For Han Ze, the degree of hard work of portraying this 108 texts is almost no less than the right -handed practitioners.

Oh!

On the chaos clock, Guanghua flashed, and the 108 runes were restrained.

Originally, it was a simple black gold chaotic clock. At this time, there was a simple and simple meaning.

Avenue to Jane, return to the truth!

And this chaotic clock is like the carrier of the avenue.

"Terrible, it's terrible." After seeing the chaos clock at this time, the man in Longqi turned in his heart.

This kind of strong device, even in his remaining memory, Zhenlong never owns.

He knew that this was still an unprecedented mold, but even so, the chaos clock gave him a feeling that could destroy the earth.

If this clock is completely formed, how terrible should it be?

"It's not bad!" Han Ze looked at the chaotic clock with half a meter high, and his eyes also had a light luster.

Subsequently, Han Ze communicated the world with the chaos bell, and began to supply the qi of the deficit in the body.

Oh!

On the ground, there is no purple dragon air, as if the Yangtze River is not entered into Han Ze body.

The Forbidden City, the dragon vein of Huaxia, now Han Ze is located under the "inverse scales", and the dragon is strong.

The essence of energy in the dragon gas is almost about to catch up with the ordinary spirit ore.

Among each pore of Han Ze, the purple dragon gas intertwined with the black gold chaotic gas, and it was split out, constantly imposing Han Ze's body.

Not only that, even Han Ze's bones, flesh and internal organs were baptized together.

The heavens and the earth are not open, it is chaotic.

Chaos gas can be found only where those who are about to be born or forming planets. It is very rare. This is one of the most powerful and sophisticated energy in the universe.

If the practitioner is practicing in the chaos, he will have more effective effects. If you cultivate for a year, you may be able to withstand more than ten years and hundreds of years.

However, chaos qi is too difficult to find. In the universe, a place where chaos is born can cause racial struggle.

Once a race discovered chaos, but was exposed to the wind. His enemy's family invited great power to wipe out the billions of life of the race overnight and disappear in the universe forever.

In the chaotic gas, the quality of the spiritualware will be greatly improved. Even the spiritual tools made of ordinary materials can have the power of top aura.

In short, there are too many benefits to chaos.

But chaos is also very scarce, and tens of thousands of years may not be seen once.

However, chaos fairy gold can be born of chaos!

At this moment, Han Ze called the chaos gas, regarded himself as a device, and kept tempering.

From the inside out, Han Ze has become black gold, whether it is bones or skin, like bronze, and raising his hands and feet is full of oppressive power.

But after the end, Han Ze changed his skin back to the original color.

After all, ice muscle jade bones are in line with the aesthetics of modern people.

At the point of Han Ze, it is not difficult to control the pigment and hair growth in the body, but it is just a lot of great power.

"It's time to leave." Han Ze stood up.

When Han Ze's mind moved, the chaos bell flew into the eyebrows and guarded the sea of ​​Shen.

"Adult, take me away! Adult!"

At this time, the man who turned the dragon suddenly ran past, kneeling on the ground, holding Han Ze's thighs, a snot and tears.

Fortunately, the nose and tears are all about the dragon gas, otherwise Han Ze will definitely kick him away.

"You are a dragon gas, and there is a remnant with a ray of real dragons. After practicing hundreds of thousands of years, he can also leave." Han Ze said lightly.

In a few days, the first batch of exogenous spirits will come, and Han Ze has many things to do.

"This, the villain knows." The man said: "But hundreds of thousands of years, the villain really can't stand it! I can't stand it!"

He said, a snot and a tears, and kept rubbing Hanze's legs.

"The cultivation person, not even this perseverance? Han Ze glanced at him lightly, and felt that this guy was quite interesting.

"Hengxin is not a problem." The man who turned out to the gas said: "This is hundreds of thousands of years, for villains, too lonely."

"The villain knows the outside world through the chain and knows that the outside world has changed over the past few hundred years. The outside world is too attractive ..."

"Adults, you can do it, the villain is willing to make a cow for adults ..."

"Okay." Han Ze said, hurriedly pulled his feet out of the other party's arms: "It can be taken out of you, but if you look out now, you will be onlookers immediately."

The man who turned the dragon gas was thin and dry, and it looked like a thin old man.

"This, the villain has its own way."

Oh!

When the words fell, his body shook, and the dragon gas spread, and his body slowly became bigger in the purple dragon gas.

After a while, he became able to have about one meter nine, his body muscles, like a dragon wrapped around his arms.

He kept a messy black hair, and the position of his eyebrows had a pattern shaped like a dragon scale.

Well!

Then, the black chain that grew out from his body was slowly becoming smaller, and eventually wrapped around him.

"Adult, how do you look like this?" He asked, although he looked like a person, he lacked a trace of spirit, and his eyes were godless.

"Homing and tiger." Han Ze replied, then bitten the tip of his tongue, flew out a drop of blood, and fell on the other side.

Alas ...

The man who turned into a dragon was a trace of smoke on his body.

Unlike before, at this moment, in his eyes, there were some spiritual charm, and even with a little bit of Han Ze.

"Thank you, Master." He worshiped Han Ze: "Since the adults have given the soul and blood, it is better to give a name together.

"You call Sanhei." Han Ze replied.

In the Han Ze ring, when the ninth ghost heard the name in the small bamboo basket, the corner of his mouth moved slightly, and he actually had a smile and sympathy.

"Three Black?" He asked puzzledly: "Why? Little people think that the villain is not black, it is obviously purple, or is it called San Zi?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Han Ze finished speaking, and when he waved his big hand, he rushed towards the cave with three blacks.

The outside world is just night, the lantern is on the beginning, and the stars are bright and beautiful.

On the lake of Taiye, the sparkling, the cool breeze.
To be continued...