"Don't scare me." The big man Xichuan was obviously the tallest and tallest, but he shuddered coldly. He quickly removed the body and hid behind Xiao Fengchen.
"Why do I feel like it's something from mythology? It's a bit similar to that!" Bai Meng murmured, looking for it in his memory and comparing it to Master Ye's life. It's a bit like...
"God's thoughts!" Bai Meng and Bu Liuqing said in unison, and after speaking, they looked at each other in surprise.
God's Nian is an illusory legend. There are not many records in ancient books because people seriously doubt its authenticity. However, Bai Meng is very clear. With the experience of the four God's Nian that Master Ye encountered, it exists.
Of! (ps: Holy Body of Mars, Taiyin Human Emperor, Sun Holy Emperor, Immortal Emperor)
"With a quick glance, how can you be sure?" Xiao Fengchen obviously knew something and asked slightly nervously.
Bai Meng shook his head, nodded again, and spoke softly with a hint of solemnity.
"We can't be sure whether he is a god or not. The ancient tree of gods and demons was formed too long ago. No one knows how many powerful people were buried here. Even the ancient emperors have set foot here.
That may be, or it may not be, that the evil aura on it is too strong, and at the very least it is at the level of the King of Corpses and the King of Ghosts."
"What on earth are divine thoughts? Why am I confused by what you are talking about?" Xi Chuan scratched his head and scratched his head, feeling a little crazy.
"God's thoughts are the immortal thoughts that were born after the death of the ancient gods..." Bu Liuqing said in a low voice.
"Is there really a god in this world?"
Xichuan was shocked. He was the northernmost tribe in Beiyuan. Beiyuan had been desolate and lonely since ancient times. Unless it was an ancient holy land that had been passed down for tens of thousands of years, it would be difficult to hear these ancient secrets.
"Nature exists. In mythology and even in ancient times, the supreme and powerful men can be revered as immortal gods. Just like the ancient legends, the Immortal Emperor is the king of the gods and can enthrone the nine gods. The lowest person who can be canonized as a god
He is also a great saint.
But if you want to form the idea of gods, you need to have great merits during your lifetime, and you need to be recognized by the world!"
Bai Meng took out an ancient artifact from the Demon Emperor Palace, like a spine chain. It was a white deer saint from the Demon Emperor Palace who removed his own animal bones before his death, leaving a legacy for the Demon Emperor Palace.
The runes on it are mottled and complex, but they exude an unusually sacred aura, and are unimaginably lethal to evil spirits.
Divine thoughts are a terrifying existence that evolved from the immortal thoughts after the death of gods. They look similar to humans and are unparalleled in strength.
However, the truly terrifying thing is that the God Mind is a demon that kills all living beings and destroys everything. It is so brutal and extreme that it is difficult to contend with it.
A few people were silent for a while, carefully avoiding the murderous intentions and killing formations that fell from the small world. Bai Meng and Xiao Fengchen were not sluggish in their spiritual power. They hung the two holy weapons in the air and tiptoed to the rock. Those people had turned into corpses.
, there were no scars on their bodies, their eyes were wide open, and they refused to rest in peace.
Xiao Fengchen's face became extremely ugly. He had seen all of these people. They were the geniuses of an ancient holy land in Central Continent. Everyone was a transformed dragon.
"All the flesh, flesh, and essence have been sucked dry!" Xi Chuan took a look, and his years of experience in touching corpses told him that these were skeletons wrapped in human skin.
They were even more careful. After withstanding three killing attempts and breaking through an incomplete formation, they finally passed the tomb of this powerful man and could already see the sky-supporting divine body of the ancient tree of gods and demons and the intertwined, horned dragon-like divine body.
Mogu Root is extremely shocking.
Now Bai Meng is also tired. He and Xiao Fengchen have put away the holy weapons. Running the holy weapons along the way consumes too much energy and spiritual power. He can't help but feel grateful that he saves a lot of time with this group of people, but he is a little worried about Tu.
Mountain.
Ahead, the sound of killing was loud, and another extremely ancient branch was discovered. That branch was like a living thing, it would uproot its roots and run away! The divine substance inside, once made into a great medicine in the world, would definitely make the king continue to live.
Thousands of years of life! Such a temptation, many people rushed over to fight for it and fought fiercely.
Suddenly, the branch rushed over and jumped directly into Bai Meng's arms. Bai Meng was a little confused, but he quickly realized that the free lunch was coming. He used several formations to seal the branch, and then threw it into the sea of suffering.
Guang looked forward and saw a group of prodigies with red eyes and greed following the branch.
"The sea laughs!" Before Bai Meng can take action, the fairy sword laughs at Fengchen and roars, and the seven-foot green sword behind him stretches across the sky and the earth. The sword's light is majestic, like brilliant thunder, and like the vast sun, the light is brilliant, and in a flash,
The sun and moon fall, and the boundless deep sea bursts into laughter.
"Bang!"
Drop! Someone's cold sweat dripped, and the silver sword energy passed by his ear. The several transformed dragons in front of him who had just used their divine power had a thin silver thread appear on their necks. Their souls were all destroyed, and the cold sword
Qi is constantly being tempered even before their eyes.
"Everyone, have you calmed down?" Xiao Fengchen smiled brightly, looking like a sunny boy no more than twelve or thirteen years old.
Seeing that everyone was silent, Xiao Fengchen scratched his head and said shyly:,
"This branch came here on its own. It seems that it is destined to be with us. You should have no objections, right?"
"Who do you think you are..." Before anyone could finish his words, he was pulled over by a monk on the side and cursed in a low voice, "He is an immortal sword. He even killed the legendary Beitu's younger brother. Can you afford to offend him?"
"No objection, no." Some apologized, some looked gloomy, and some looked at them with flickering eyes and fear, but in the end they didn't make a move and watched them prepare to leave.
"Bang!" Suddenly, a heavy seal penetrated the void, appeared suddenly, and hit the back of the taciturn Bu Liuqing hard, sending him flying three hundred feet away and hitting the cliff.
The dark rock wall cracked instantly, and a large human-shaped hole appeared. It was driven into the cliff and submerged deep inside. One can imagine how powerful it was.
"Bang" the stone wall cracked, Bu Liuqing rushed out, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, he was furious, someone unexpectedly attacked him with a force exceeding ten thousand pounds!
If he were not far away from the auras of Xiao Fengchen and Bai Meng's Holy Soldier, and if he had been replaced by another monk, the attack just now would have completely destroyed his body and mind, not even the bones and scum would be left. Even he would feel angry and blood surging, and he would spit out a mouthful of blood.
Not far away, a black stone seal was rising and falling. Apparently it hit Bu Liuqing on the back, causing him some minor injuries.
"Qiang" is a silver war spear, very small, but the length of the chopsticks still appears suddenly, but it is nailed to Xichuan's Tianling Gai, extremely vicious.
This time, Bai Meng and others were on guard. Xichuan's eyes were sharp, and he grabbed the war spear with his big hand and broke it into pieces.
"Xiao Fengchen, Bu Liuqing and Xichuan, you three actually dare to appear in front of me!" Like thunder and anger, the scolding resounded throughout the world. This person was Beitu Beiming Wangqing. His eyes were red and extremely angry.