Zhang Chijing sat on the ancient meteorite and felt the operation of the six nebula maps. The soul seemed to be shocked with the sound.
At this moment, he seemed to feel that the stars were running to the reason. The heavens and the earth opened, and the truth of the universe was just a little bit.
Zhang Chipan was sitting on the ancient meteorite, as if in the ancient world of floods. The desolate and long breath rushed on the face. The six nebula maps came one after another, operating in the endless empty and dead world.
It seemed to be fantasy, as false and real. Zhang Chi was in a dream. The ancient nebula resonated with his soul. He seemed to collapse at any time, but there was also a strange feeling to rebirth.
The six nebula maps are like the source of the universe. Every time they rotate, they have a connection with the Nebula map in the world of Zhang Chi Dantian.
And Zhang Chi really felt that the six nebula maps and the seventh nebula in their body seemed to be the driving force generated by the universe. What power does the sun and the moon rely on? How is it born and die?
The seven nebula maps seem to be evolving from the beginning of the universe. It is hazy, but Zhang Chi can't see it clearly. Everything seems to be in front of you, the tentacles can be within reach, but it is far away ...
The world is turbulent, the universe is born, light, dark, wind, rain, rain, thunder, electricity, sound, energy ... Everything has evolved in the sutstom of knowing the sea.
On the sunset of the sun, Zhang Chi sat on the ancient meteorite for three days. When Chaoxia fell again, he turned from that strange artistic conception. The ancient nebula disappeared, as if everything had not happened.
The golden dragon fell on him, letting the relaxation of quietly sitting on the ancient meteorite flinched a little golden light, as if the thin gold water flowed on the body, the skin was crystal, and it looked holy.
The clown was yawning on an ancient locust beside him. He just woke up, and looked at Zhang Chi with a blinking eyes, jumped down with a snoring sound.
But strange things happened, and the ancient meteorite ripped out of a little fluctuations to block it.
"Oh ..." The little guy screamed in surprise. Since it can cross the space, no one can stop it. However, after many attempts, the little guy failed to succeed and was blocked.
Zhang Chi moved in his heart, reached out, and brought the clown to the ancient meteorite.
"Oh, ah ..." The little guy was even more curious. He touched the ancient meteorite and touched that, and finally dragged the alien battle sword, and gently scratched the meteorite a few times.
A little trace has never been left. The ancient meteorite seems to be potholes and inconspicuous, but it is extremely hard. Even if it is a sharp sword, it has not ruined it.
It seems that the ordinary ancient meteorite is by no means all things. Zhang Chi asked the clown to put away the sword of the war, and then looked at it again, but there was no more discovery.
"I actually sat quietly for three days?"
"Hey" the clown nodded.
The rising sun shines on a person's body. Zhang Chi feels that he seems to be a bit different. He can't say how to say it. The body seems to have undergone a baptism, lightweight, and a lot of comfort.
He returned home and met his parents. After eating some breakfast, he took a clown to the Yanhe River to take a walk. The little guy liked to swim and often went to the Yanhe River alone.
brush……
The sound of the broken air came, and the shadow of several cultivators landed down and stopped the way a village girl to go ...
"That's ... Xiao Fang?" In the memory of Zhang Chi, the figure of this village aunt appeared in an instant. She grew up with the young man in the memory of herself, the best relationship.
Zhang Chi looked clearly in the distant woods, and frowned at that time. It was a few cultivators. Why did they come again?
"The village next to it is the original pulse village?" A young practitioner asked Xiaofang.
"I can't think of such a beautiful woman." Another person's face was not good.
Xiaofang nodded and said: "There is the original pulse village there."
"I can't think of it! The so -called original pulse village turned out to be the ancient village of Honghuang." A woman who was a woman looked at the original pulse village: "I don’t know if we can gain here."
Another woman's voice was very cold: "It's easy to handle, and the people in that village can be concentrated. They must be able to ask what, especially those old antiques, who must know some legends left.
If you ca n’t remember, just grab them one by one and throw them into Yanhe to feed the fish.
"What do you want to do?" Xiao Fang was shocked.
"It's just an ant, do we get you to ask?" The cold -looking woman glanced at Xiaofang: "Go and find the old man in your village. I have something to ask."
Later, she ordered to the two men and a woman who followed: "Bring the elderly people from several nearby villages to the Yuanmai Village, and take a good question."
"You can't mess around." Xiao Fang was really afraid that the elderly in the nearby villages were thrown into the Yanhe River because they couldn't answer.
Pop ...
The palm shadow was pumped on Xiaofang's face instantly, and she flew out of her four or five meters away.
"A small mortal dare to speak like this in front of me?" The cold woman glanced at Xiao Fang, who fell in the dust with a contempt: "Let you go and hurry up."
The unsatisfactory man next to me said: "The beauty is going, my sister will not pity the fragrant and jade drip like me, do you have any pain, I will help you rub."
"It's not a time to make trouble." The cold woman glared at the man who wanted to go up.
The man stopped the footsteps: "I know my sister."
"Sister Tai Su, will Brother Taiping come?" Another man next to him asked.
The cold woman said: "My brother is a group of star monks in the Taihua Peak war.
"Brother Taiping is one of the top ten in the most young altar of the real world.
"Why don't you go?" Tai Susu swept coldly to Xiaofang who fell on the top.
Step ...
The sound of footsteps sounded, and the heavy pressure was shrouded from the woods.
Zhang Chi came step by step, dragged the Tomahawk, and left a deep gully marks on the engraving, and the murderous was not concealed.
Only the man who talked about Xiaofang turned around and said coldly: "Who are you?" At the same time, a silver flying fork was spit out by him and blocked in front of him.
"Kill you!" Zhang Chi's voice was indifferent, stepped firmly, and dragging the Tomahawk approaching.
"Find to death!" The man snorted angrily, the silver flying fork instantly enlarged to the size of the grinding plate, rushing towards Zhang, the thunderbolt roar, and a flash of lightning fell down like a spider.
Zhang Chi didn't even blink his eyes, and he was still approaching an unshakable. The Tomahawk waved slightly ...
"boom……"
The loud noise came, and the ground was shaking, and the sword mang suddenly defeated the light -connected light. At the same time, the sound of the "铿" sounded, and the flying fork with the size of the grinding plate was split for two halves.
At this moment, when Zhang Chi reached the man's closer, the great pressure suddenly made the man feel the fear, and never thought that the enemy's strength was beyond imagination.
Zhang Chi followed up. The man drank, and spit out a sword light to cut back. Zhang Chi didn't mean to avoid it at all.
"Click ..." With a sound, the flying sword turned into a scrap iron instantly, falling on it, and then the blood light collapsed.
Then, then
Not far away, the clown flew to Xiaofang's near, and the little guy supported her with colorful star light, and stroked the horrible palm print on her face with a furry little paw.
"Brother Zhang Chi ..." Xiao Fang hugged the fiery red beast who did not know what kind of animal, and when he looked at Zhang Chi, he suddenly burst into tears. She knew that Zhang Chi was the righteous brother of his eleven brother.
"Let you be wronged." He just nodded towards Xiaofang, and then he forced the three people with the bloody tomahawk, watching the woman named Tai Su ruthlessly: "Chop the right hand by chopped his right hand
I will give you a happy. "
Tai Su sneered: "Just a mortal, I killed him, and it wasn't an exaggeration. You killed me a younger brother and dared to talk to me like this. I want you to die."
Having said that, she was in trouble, shaking her arms, and a golden ring hit like a comet in the sky, and it made a long tail light, bright and eye -catching.
Zhang Chiqi ax slanted, a loud noise of "Dang", the golden ring turned to the sky, but hovering for a week and dive again, smashed it fiercely ...
The space collapsed, the big cracks, even with the sound of the wind and thunder roar, and the next purple light, the big one will make a big and unpredictable black hole.
Although Tai Su is a woman, there is indeed a arrogant capital. Such a cultivation is not much weaker than Zhang Chi.
Zhang Chi's eyes were shining cold, the space magical power opened, the blue light curtain was shrouded, and the golden ring was briefly set, and then the magical power of the eight squares emerged. He rushed forward like lightning, and the trappedness was too vegetarian.
Although Tai Su has long been in the sky, how can it be too fast? The Jinhuan Shi is indispensable to cultivate the artifact, but it is their ancestor Xifu Snake Jun who sacrifice it by himself.
The golden ring collapsed space, separated from the cyan light curtain, and returned to her, but at this time Zhang Chi had rushed, and the Bastern World covered it inside.
With the solid magical and monk, Zhang Chi has not only defeated the star monk who has been high, but he has absolutely grasped the mortal of this woman who is slightly weaker than him. He does not want to waste time and directly show the strongest strength.
The trapped is too vegetarian, Zhang Chi's left -hand Tomahawk slanted, the right hand was crystal, and the palm of the giant bombed directly.
This is forcing Tai Su to face up. The light drowned the sky, the Tomahawk was diagonally split, the golden ring was crushed, and the big hands were blasted one after another. All the real artifacts of Tai Su were turned into scrap iron. The true spirit was completely shattered.