Is this the central array map of Feixian Dongtian?
Yan Xing was wrapped in a colorful glory, crossed the space barrier, and entered the dimension of the dimension, looking down from top to bottom, as if the perspective of God, a glimpse of a glimpse of the moment, saw an endless array map.
Then, then
This array covers the entire Feixian continent, spanning two thousand light years, so magnificent creation, non -God and magic cannot do it.
Infinite Guanghui, condensed into countless runes. These runes gather into rivers and rivers. These Guanghe is the context of the array maps.
A large round of bright light group, this is countless eyes.
In the depths of the Guanghe, there is a slight mustard, which is flowing along the runes. Under the traction of the colorful light, Yan Xing fell into the mustard instantly.
Normally, spanning space, and it is still a fierce change in such a short time. The perception of ordinary people is chaotic and disorderly.
But Yan Xing was different. [Time Traveler] helped him offset all negative state, so he could see the magnificent things in the instant dimension transformation.
Alas!
Just like crossing a layer of bubbles, Yan Xing raised his eyes and found that he had landed in the square with a gray square.
At the end of the three directions of the square, the fog is permeated, and it cannot be passed. In front of it, there is a towering side of the wall that is extremely large and boundless until the wall of the dimension of the dimension is pale. I do n’t know what kind of substance.
Yan Xing settled the God, walked forward, and glanced around with the light of the corner of his eyes.
On the huge square, there were no time to stand up with the sculptures, vivid, wonderful, Yan Xing even had a feeling. These sculptures seemed to be staring at him.
After a while, Yan Xing stopped in front of a huge stone monument and looked up at the four characters of the "Daoyuan Cemetery".
"Why is this weird font?"
Yan Xing frowned. In the fear of the world, he once saw the "Hao Ran righteousness" summoned by Lin Yuzan's sacrifice life. The font was the same as the monument.
80 % of the shape of Xiaoyan, the shadow of Da Yong, and the body of the golden text.
If it wasn't for his previous life, he would really don't understand this weird thing.
Yan Xing pressed his thoughts and walked towards the stele, raised his eyes, and it was engraved with dense small characters. These fonts were much normal. They were familiar simplified square characters and the common text of this world.
"Flying Xianzhi, Yan Xing, thank you of the sages!"
Yan Xing bowed to worship, he remembered Sikong's entrustment, leaving these sages who left Taoism, the sages of the shelter, and had the highest respect and gratitude.
Anyone who leaves a road in the cemetery can be named on the stone monument, with Feixian Dongtian, and forever.
No name is left, but the name is left, which means that many sages are silently paid behind.
"After I grow up, if I hunt Daoyuan, I will use it to be useless, and you will put it in the cemetery."
"This is inheritance!"
After a little emotion, Yan Xing cleaned up his emotions, turned to the gray -white wall, and stopped in front of the dark portal with a rowed pattern.
The scene depicted on the door is a blurred figure after one face. In the depths of the fog, the bloody war various horrible and weird non -life forms, extremely difficult, hunt back to a precious Tao source.
Yan Xing looked at the token in his hand, and slowly pressed it in a groove on the entrance portal. At the moment of departure, the token was dispersed, and the veins were flowing into a stripe.
Then, then
Well! Boom--
Every figure on that door, holding it tightly in their hands, the "Dao Yuan" raised high, suddenly the colorful light broke out. These lights gathered together, and gradually formed a vortex channel.
The gray and white token fell off automatically from the portal, drifting back to Yan Xing's hands, Yan Xing no longer hesitated, stepped into the vortex step by step.
"This is Daoguan Cemetery?"
Yan Xing stepped on the soft sand soil and entered the eyes. It was an endless black desert. There was a round pillar that stood randomly. In the black sand grains, there were all kinds of strange shapes.
Things.
Thinking of the advice of Elder Sikong, Yan Xing was calm and concentrated, and his will, and choose a direction at will.
For a while, stopped in front of a scarlet rotten wood, bend over, and slowly reached out.
Um!
The wood was trembling, and then the red light broke out. The cut wood slowly became blurred and transparent. A group of scarlet light ball deep inside was clearly visible and slightly beating, as if there was life, it was cheering, jumping.
At this moment, Yan Xing's palm touched a layer of light film barrier. The next moment, a message emerged.
"The rules of blood, control the blood of all things, attack the physical body, increase the body, rare level, completeness: six rings."
"Little guy, do you want to go with me?"
"Thank you very much to detect my damn charm, but unfortunately, my brother doesn't care about you!"
After that, Yan Xing did not hesitate, got up and left, leaving the rules of blood to sorrow in place.
There are many Daoyuan in Daoyuan Cemetery, but they are all protected by the light film. Each person enters only one.
Don't think about playing tricks. There are counts of Daoyuan here. Every time you open it, you can only use token to take away one. If the number of Daoyuan is involved, the operation system of the entire cemetery will be chaotic, which will be easy to be easily.
Discover.
Yan Xing didn't think too much. Anyway, it was a reward for Bai gain. Just pick a powerful Taoist source as much as possible. He doesn't know what the source he needs.
In fact, he only needs to use a Daowen to break the country. There are many talents that exist and can continue to evolve. The desire for Daoyuan is not as strong as other monks.
But if you can choose well, Yan Xing naturally won't be polite. Let's try it as much as possible.
Broken sword, mysterious bone, a grass, a piece of crystal, or even a Wang never dried up ...
Along the way, Yan Xing's feet were manually, everything was touched by him.
Law of Taiyi Gold, the Law of Bone Bone, the Law of Aoki, the Rules of Revisive, the Law of Heavenly Water ...
It is full of rare levels, ranging from the five to eight rings, but they have a strong response to Yan Xing. If he is willing, he can take it away immediately.
"What's going on? Are I so popular?"
Yan Xing's figure was stagnant and realized the seriousness of the problem, which is completely different from the situation he learned in Sikongkou.
Sikong popularized many knowledge about Daoyuan.
Dao Yuan is the presentation of the rules fragments. They have countless types and have a large number of them. So far, the entire civilization has dare not say that all the types of laws are counted.
The affinity of the living of the law is affected by many aspects.
The most obvious one is the light of the origin, it is "the power of blood".
For example, Raymond, he awakened two blood veins of Lieyang Titan and Thunder Titan, then he has high affinity related laws related to flames and thunder -related laws. This type of law is more suitable for him.
The effect of one is greater than two.
Thinking of this, Yan Xing was a little puzzled, and he knew himself. He only had pure human blood veins in his body.
"Is it because of blood?"
Yan Xing was afraid to be sure that before there was no conclusive evidence, it was not easy to judge, because there were too many variables that could affect the law.
"Or, these rare levels of Taoist source, the horizon is too low, when you see a living person, he is wrapped in the face."
Yan Xing's eyes are looking at, he has confirmed that the source of the Taoism that is thrown in the sand grains is rare level. It may be rare to see in the outside world, but there are a lot of here.
And that tall pillar, don't think about it, must be carried a kind of peerless Tao source.
Yan Xing's foot stepped on his feet, and his figure jumped up like an electricity, floating lightly on a pillar, and looked at it. There was only a white feather on the top of the flat column.
Stretch out and touch, the information emerges.
"In the past 174.2 billion years of ancient calendar, Tai Shang elder Huoyunzi, Yu Dianqi, beheaded the energy -type heterogeneous immortal thirty -six wings to fall angels, hunting this source."
"The law of sacred light, the god of light that will never go out in the endless darkness, bright, brilliant, hot life, the nemesis of evil spirits. Peerless level, eight rings of completeness."
The peerless eight rings, Yan Xing's heart was moved. This thing seems to be very good. The most important thing is that the feathers also floated, fascinated with fascination and white light, and they were eager to try, as if seduce him.
"Little feathers, not that you are not good, but that Brother Yan wants to stroll around. If you do n’t meet better than you, come back and take you."
"Obediently, wait for me."
After that, Yan Xing turned ruthlessly, jumped off the cylinder one by one, and screwed it into another pillar.
This is a twisted and weird mask, Yan Xing frowned slightly, and reached out.
"In the past 189.2 billion years of ancient calendar, Taishang elder boiled a wild, and in the ashes abyss, killing the material physical category heterosexual ghost Shura, hunting this source."
"The laws of the ghosts of the ghost, the interweaving of the space and the darkness, the combination of death and killing, and fell in the purgatory in the same way, breeding the great power of destruction.
As in the past, these peerless Daoyuan not only describes its approximate bias, but also records when and where people are hunting. From this, it can be seen that the peerless Tao source is really precious and it seems difficult to pick naturally.
Behind the beauty, all represent the death of a powerful heterosexual.
"Seven ring, not as good as that cute little feathers, at least people look better than you."
Yan Xing's eyes moved slightly, and the disgusting mask actually called him. With a peristalsis, he had to climb the light -film barrier.
Now, the two consecutive peerless Daoyuan, both of which are very close to him and are willing to leave with him.
Could all the rules kiss him?
If so ...
You can try it!
Yan Xing's expression was solemn, his thoughts were moved, the skin on the wrist was automatically cracked, a blood vessel collapsed, and the hot blood sprayed out. Then he jumped off the cylinder and ran randomly in the dark desert.
With a glimpse of the blood of gold, sprinkle the earth, belongs to his breath, with blood as the medium, spreading crazy towards all directions.
‘Yan Xing, Daoyuan Cemetery has Wuduangdaoyuan, but no one knows where it is hidden. Only those who are qualified to have him will actively this world ...’
The words of Elder Sikong were still in his ears, and Yan Xing remembered it in his heart. Now that there is such a trace of possibility, he naturally wants to try it.
Walling, who doesn't want to have?
If you want to play, you can play a big one.
Yan Xingxin is like a mirror, exquisite, the small abacus is hit.