Unlike Li Shenyu, who was the inheritor of the Soul-killing Demon Emperor, Shi Lingfang was a descendant of Emperor Longyang.

The Soul-Slaying Demon Emperor has left a mark on the history of the human race for his "heavy murderous nature", but Emperor Longyang has a reputation for being "generous and kind" in the history of the human race.

Li Shenyu didn't mind sacrificing herself to achieve her goals, but it was difficult for her, Shi Lingfang, to do so.

"Humph, Zhu Zi is not enough to make a plan!" Li Shenyu was not angry but was intimidating, and he waved his sleeves.

Suddenly, a sneer appeared on his face: "The war in the Eastern Wilderness Continent is not something you and I can activate just because we want to. Your ancestors may not have used the Great Xuan Dynasty to fight against the sect to temper a person in the world.

The idea of ​​humanity’s destiny emerging from the blood and fire.”

Teng——

Shi Lingfang's charming face turned pale, and she suddenly raised her head to look at Li Shenyu. But at this time, Li Shenyu had already lost her will and left Baohuangtian.

Shi Lingfang recalled the temperament of the emperor's son Dongzhi Sheng, and her heart suddenly wavered, "Emperor, you really agreed that a terrible war broke out in the Eastern Wilderness Divine Continent, and served as the background for the battle for destiny, so as to refine a person who can dominate the world.

Is it the fate of a lifetime..."

Inexplicably, Shi Lingfang was somewhat inclined to Li Shenyu's statement.

The demon clan's destiny, "Xuanguang Bridge", is really terrifying. It is the supreme genius who crosses the ranks to kill Yunyan Martial Saint!

…

Luo Ying City, Cai Butterfly Garden.

After Butterfly Sword Martial Saint received some obsequious flattery from Sword Body Hong Yuan, she held her head high, smiled broadly, and left with Hua Menghuang to practice.

At this moment, Jian Shen Hong Yuan was sitting on a bench in the stone pavilion, looking at the "Dream Frost" floating in the sky with interest.

Fantasy Frost is an extremely rare sacred material of the Dream Path, rich in the origins of the Ice Path and the Dream Path.

All things have animism, whether they are humans, monsters, or grass, trees, mountains and rivers.

This dreamy frost was obtained from the dream of the thousand-year-old glaciers and snowy peaks that opened up spiritual wisdom.

It is as high as the sixth level, and every time you get a copy, it proves that a being who has been sanctified by the alien spirit of the ten-thousand-year-old glacier snow peak who has opened up spiritual wisdom has died.

The value of Fantasy Frost is very, very high, even more valuable than the Dream Butterfly Flower in the Destiny Demon Realm.

Not to mention that saints would be tempted by such rare treasures, even great sages could not help but become greedy when they saw them.

At this moment, the fantasy frost is suspended in the air, emitting a dreamy sparkling blue light.

In the gleaming blue light, there seemed to be a lot of bubbles flickering. Hong Yuan knew that this was the strange dream of the Xuefeng who was sanctified by the alien spirit.

Looking at the hard-won fantasy frost, Hong Yuan couldn't help but shake his head gently, flapped the paper fan in his hand, and couldn't help but sigh: "This soft rice is really delicious. It really takes nearly a hundred years of travel."

.”

If he, Hong Yuan, wanted to redeem this Fantasy Frost, he didn't know how long he would have to accumulate merit points and how much contribution he would make to the human race.

The most important thing is that this Dream Frost will most likely be exchanged by other saints.

But now, with just some sweet words, some gestures, and a seemingly reasonable reason, he can induce the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint to work hard for him.

Don’t feel too good about this feeling!

"All the gifts of fate have a price secretly marked on them."

"But I, Bo Qing, can bear it——"

Hong Yuan smiled.

With a snap, he put away the paper fan and Fantasy Frost, took out the Babel Insect, and rushed to the treasure Yellow Sky.

Unknowingly, Huanmeng Hanshuang, who was in his paradise of Tianhe, was missing a small corner.

There is a small corner of Dream Frost in the realm of the Destiny Demon within the demon body.

…

Many times, Hongyuan just lacks an introduction to the lack of resources.

Hong Yuan, who has experienced the complete "Dream of Han Jiu Ming", is really equivalent to the rebirth of an alternative "Taiyin Saint". As long as Hong Yuan is willing to admit it, there is almost no pressure for his demon body to play Taiyin Saint Han Jiu Ming.

But Hong Yuan will definitely not be like this, he is who he is.

He can be Xuan Guangqiao, Bo Qing, or Han Jiuming, but his understanding of himself must be Hong Yuan!

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Every move you make is full of Han Jiuming's charm, but you just treat Han Jiuming's Taoism and magical powers as ordinary. Such behavior hurts the hearts of the Nine-tailed Crocodile Dragon and the others.

"The magical power of transformation - Zhulong Transformation!"

In the Purple Gold Palace of the Destiny Demon Realm, the demon body Hong Yuan was full of anticipation and activated his magical powers.

Boom, boom, boom!

Behind him, a blue fairy cave suddenly appeared, a faint fairy mist spread, and a purple-gold divine light exploded.

Gradually, a purple-gold true dragon with closed eyes emerged from the blue fairy cave—Zhulong!

Zhulong, also known as Zhuyin, Zhujiuyin, Qianlong, Fire Spirit, is a mythical beast that controls time in ancient mythology. When it opens its eyes, it is day, and when it is closed, it is night.

Under Hong Yuan's control, Zhulong Shenxiang rushed into this small piece of dreamy frost and burned himself.

Gradually, Fantasy Frost began to grow stronger, and the number of Immortal Essence Stones in the Destiny Demon Realm was also rapidly decreasing.

"One thousand yuan..."

"Two thousand yuan..."

After consuming nearly 10,000 Immortal Essence Stones, the size of this Fantasy Frost was the same as the original one.

Looking at the newly baked Fantasy Frost, Hong Yuan suddenly showed a smile on his face, felt so comfortable all over, and couldn't help but shake a little.

He hummed and said: "In the past, it was rumored that a certain time Taoist surnamed Han had a small green bottle that could copy all things. Now I, Hong Yuan, can't be that far away. It's just that the Immortal Essence Stone has been consumed a lot. If the holy weapon is not unique,

, that would be great."

Glancing at the decline of the Immortal Essence Stone reserve, Hong Yuan frowned slightly and then quickly unfurled his brows.

It doesn’t matter what the Immortal Essence Stone is, anyway, there are people who are willing to spend a lot of money to buy Han Jiuming’s Taoism and magical powers!

After taking stock of the materials in the treasure house, Hong Yuan sighed softly: "There are still a few Dream Dao materials missing."

But soon, Hong Yuan looked down at the world of the Destiny Demon Realm, and his eyes gradually brightened.

One year outside, three hundred years in the Destiny Demon Realm.

It’s time to pick the Dream Path Fruit produced by the Demonic Element.

"Tsk, tsk, I have really become a 'farmer'. Whatever I need, I am ready to pick it..."
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