Once upon a time, she heard a legend.

It seems to be spread from the primitive ethnic group. It is said that this ethnic group survives in the restricted area of ​​life. It is an extremely ancient race. They are born in the holy realm, but because of this, it is more difficult for them to practice, although they can be very fast.

Although one has cultivated to the ultimate saint level, it is still very difficult to step into the supreme realm and touch the threshold of the supreme being.

However, after a long period of reproduction, their clan has become full of people with outstanding talents. Finally, in a certain era, a dominant genius appeared. When he had been troubled at the extreme saint level for 30,000 years

Later, during a certain epiphany, I fell into a dream.

In the dream, he saw himself touching the threshold of the Supreme, and saw with his own eyes that he was undergoing the baptism of the Supreme Heavenly Tribulation.

When he woke up, he actually caused a catastrophe. The only thing that was regrettable was that he fell into a demonic barrier in the last catastrophe and eventually died.

This has also become the most regrettable thing for primitive ethnic groups.

Leng Xian thought of this legend. At that time, the incident of the primitive ethnic group attracted unprecedented attention. Even some old monsters who had not been exposed to the world came out one after another. After countless years of research, they classified it as the Supreme Projection.

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It seems that he is dreaming, but in fact it is the fallen Supreme who, across endless years, projects the Supreme Heavenly Tribulation into someone's dream, allowing him to quickly gain enlightenment and directly touch the threshold of the Supreme.

The supreme projection can be encountered but cannot be sought.

In the Age of Ending Dharma, the Supreme Being has never appeared. Those ancient Supreme Beings have long disappeared from people's sight, and the projection of the Supreme Being has gradually turned into a legend.

at this time.

There was a faint expression on Leng Xian's fair cheeks, her beautiful eyes flickered, and she looked at Fang Chen, "How do you feel?"

Fang Chen shook his head. He was a little uncomfortable being stared at by such a beautiful woman. He lowered his head and said, and checked his body. There were no other changes except that his soul became more solid.

"You have a good rest these days and take care of your body." Leng Xiandao, "If you have any questions, just ask me directly."

Leng Xian can be sure that what Fang Chen experienced should be the legendary projection of the Supreme, and he was baptized by the Supreme Heavenly Tribulation in his dream, so that he could quickly gain enlightenment.

Therefore, she did not dare to be careless and observed Fang Chen carefully.

A few days later.

Leng Xian shook his head, a look of disappointment appeared on his cheek. It seemed that it was not the projection of the Supreme.

"Come here."

Fang Chen was stunned, and immediately walked to Leng Xian's side, who said, "Continue to condense the soul."

Hearing this, Fang Chen smiled bitterly. He had only rested for a few days and was about to refine his soul again. He almost had the urge to die.

"Can……"

Before he finished speaking, he felt that his soul had suffered a heavy blow. He held his head in his hands and screamed miserably.

Obviously.

Leng Xian asked him to adjust his body these days, just in case.

After confirming that it was not a projection of the Supreme, Leng Xian could continue to boldly temper his soul with confidence.

Fang Chen's screams could be heard in the silent canyon. Fortunately, there was a seal blocking the sound. Otherwise, the monsters all over the place would have been alarmed.

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In Princess Huang's palm, there is a golden token, which was given to her by her master and can sense the approximate location of the ghost weapon.

Since entering the realm of death, she has used this golden token to successfully avoid most crises. Now she is moving forward, and suddenly the golden token emits a dazzling light, and there is a sound.

Princess Huang was shocked and looked down at the golden token.

The direction indicated by the golden token is northeast, which means the ghost weapon is in this direction.

"Walk."

Without any hesitation, she quickly headed northeast.

Not long after, she sensed an eerie force spreading towards her. She screamed something bad and wanted to run away, but it was too late. She felt that her body could no longer move.

"No."

She was very anxious. Her strength was not enough to survive on the edge of death. Once captured by an ancient strong man, it would probably be difficult to escape.

"Um?"

At this moment, she heard a miserable scream coming from beside her.

She turned around and looked around, and she suddenly discovered that there were two figures, resisting the invasion of dark power.

"Jie Jie...it is your honor to sacrifice your soul to me."

An eerie sound came from the void.

The sword madman and the ancestor of the monster clan felt that their soul was about to shatter. They roared in anger and wanted to escape, but the power in the darkness was too strong.

"Buzz!"

However, when the two of them were unable to stop it and were about to give up, suddenly a golden light shot out from the side, instantly defeating the dark power in the void, and their souls returned to their minds instantly.

"this?"

The two of them turned their heads and saw the golden token in Princess Huang's hand.

"He's afraid of the token." The ancestor of the monster clan roared loudly, and the sword madman also signaled to Princess Huang, "If you want to survive, continue to activate the golden token."

Princess Huang naturally felt that the token given by her master could actually restrain evil spirits and monsters.

The dark power in the void is obviously a little scary.

"This is... damn primitive ethnic group, you actually want to interfere in the matter of Death..."

In the darkness, angry roars came.

However, taking this opportunity, the ancestor of the monster clan and the sword madman fled in an instant.

However, when they left, they did not forget to take Princess Huang with them. The dark power in the void was too strong. If it were not for the golden token, they would definitely die.

Obviously, the golden token can restrain it.

Therefore, they had a countermeasure in mind.

In order to escape for her life, Princess Huang didn't think too much. She used the golden token to push back the dark power and at the same time fled quickly. The three of them soon took out the territory of the dark power.

The black mist receded, and one could vaguely hear the sound of angry howling in the void.

"Damn it, you can't escape."

In the darkness, the evil power roared, and the soul that was already destined to win actually escaped before his eyes, and he was furious.

"Damn primitive people, you have forced me again and again, you really think I am afraid of you." It roared, "One day, my believers will sacrifice their souls to me and let me be reborn. At that time, I will be reborn."

I have to go to the restricted area of ​​life once."

Unfortunately, it could not leave the dark territory and could only watch the three people flee.

call!

The sword madman breathed a sigh of relief, "It's so dangerous."

The ancestor of the monster clan stared at Princess Huang with an unkind expression, "May I ask the girl her surname?"
Chapter completed!