Chapter 440 Mountain and River Society Map

This devouring power is amazing. In the vast magma river, white golden magma flows are constantly shooting out, all of which converge in the void and instantly turn into a white golden magma dragon and rushing towards the distance. Moreover, as more and more magma flows merge, its momentum becomes more and more powerful, like a long rainbow through the sun and the sun.

"Woo-woo..."

The loud roar echoed, and finally, Moke kept following the white golden magma dragon, and a shocking scene appeared in front of him.

In front of Moke, there is a vast sea of white and golden fire. A white golden flame is swaying, and there is a terrible force that destroys the world. The white golden magma dragon is injected into it, which is immediately absorbed and resolved by the long whale, turning into the purest force, moistening its core of the earthquake. A shocking flame.

A basin-sized dream flame jumps and changes thousands of times, emitting the breath of a king of flames, and in its core, a little scarlet flame takes root in it, like a small flame, and the sound of gusts of wind is transmitted to it, crisp and mysterious.

"This! This! This! This is the divine fire born of the magic power of ten thousand fire alchemy. How can it become a nourishment and nourish that little scarlet flame!" Moke is shocked and unbelievable.

"Wow..."

seemed to feel something. Among the 12,600 acupuncture points in Moke's body, a wisps of hair-like fire swayed and automatically emerged, lingering around Moko's body, making an invisible and strange cry, as desolate as crying.

At the same time, in a mysterious place, a hazy red shadow trembled, banged, jumped and disappeared.

This mysterious place is a vast palace ruins, which looks extremely desolate and distant, like an abandoned world. In the eyes, it is desolate, full of rubble, and the once magnificent palaces and palaces have been destroyed, with a sense of vicissitudes and ancient atmosphere.

In the remnants of a huge palace that was cut off by the waist, an extremely long and ancient breath is flowing, full of benevolence, gratitude, warmth and purity. A huge cracked picture is suspended in the broken hall, like a landscape painting. The internal mountains and rivers are magnificent and change, which is very strange.

Just outside this mysterious place, there is a sea of terrible thunder. All kinds of thunder are brewing, and the sound of rumble is like collapsing the heavens. And in the depths of this sea of thunder, a powerful thunder creature is wandering, emitting a powerful breath.

A tall figure sitting in the sea of thunder is a man with thick eyebrows, wearing white clothes and empty hands. In the middle of his eyebrows, a silver lightning mark is ups and down, giving people a feeling of unparalleled domineering.

At a certain moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and muttered happily, "That horrible breath has disappeared!" Great!"

"Lord of Destiny, come out!"

did not act immediately. The man with thick eyebrows turned his hand, and a pure and transparent fairy light appeared like a beautiful jade. He was a white and fat little man, three feet and three inches tall, and his eyes were as vast as stars. He actually had 49 arms all over his body, which was extremely strange.

"Quickly figure out the best path and capture the spiritual treasure!" The man with thick eyebrows had hot eyes and issued an order.

Suddenly, the little man's forty-nine little hands moved together, giving people an upside-down illusion. The endless starlight shone in his eyes, and a faint blue light appeared in the void. This clear light had no color at all, flowing pure and flawless. Finally, a bang turned into a misty streamer, with a bang of excitement. Shoot out.

"Hahaha..... Avenue 50, the one who has gone appeared!" The man with thick eyebrows laughed and followed closely.

His speed is amazing, and he shuttles through the endless sea of thunder. It is strange to say that the deeper he is, the more thunder creatures there are, but he has never met one and safely reached the deepest part of the endless sea of thunder.

In front of him, a huge thunder portal appeared, and the atmosphere of terror and killing swept around, with horrible thunder dragons on it. The scene was amazing.

"Kill!"

The man with thick eyebrows shouted, and a silver lightning mark in the middle of his eyebrows shook, shooting a horrible silver thunder, and began to bombard the portal...

At the same time, Moke was uneasy, especially the divine fire that automatically appeared, which made him feel that he could not control himself perfectly. A little scarlet flame swayed, and a hazy shadow suddenly appeared, with hair raging, crying and frenzily dancing, and then suddenly turned around, revealing a sad and cold beauty face.

"Brother Tian! It's you! You are back! Are you here to take me away? The virtual shadow trembled all over and cried for Moke with joy.

"Amitabha, the benefactor, the little monk Moko, don't know you!" Moko put his hands together and explained in a hurry.

Although the woman in front of her is just a hazy figure, it gives people a feeling of peerless horror. Instead of facing it, it is almost like facing a fierce beast, which makes Moko's scalp tingle.

The virtual shadow didn't seem to hear Moko's answer, and became more and more excited and affirmed, "Yes! It must be you! Although the famine is big, you are the only one who can condense the divine fire! Yes! Brother Tian, you were not killed by Shanhe Shejitu in those years. Your soul has escaped. Now you have been reincarnated and come back to find Lianmei!"

Moke was sad and pitiful when he heard his words. He sighed slightly and could only say softly, "Amitabha, the female benefactor, the little monk Moke, is not the brother of heaven in your mouth."

The cold and beautiful face became more and more sad, and the woman cried faintly, "It's you!" It's you! How did you become a monk? Brother Tian, did you forget that you would fly with me and find a fairyland hidden on the 33rd floor? Well, it must be that you didn't restore your previous life memory. What should you do? What should you do?

"Amitabha, female benefactor, you and I have never been born, and the little monk is not the heavenly brother in your mouth." Moko smiled bitterly and continued to explain.

staring at Moke, the woman cried sadly and suddenly shouted, "Brother Tian, did you hook up with the little witch again and deliberately disowned me?"

"Amitabha, the female benefactor, the little monk is a ten thousand fire alchemy body learned from a strange jade piece, the condensed divine fire, not the heavenly brother in your mouth."

"What!"

Suddenly, the woman was struck by lightning, and a terrible breath permeated. Moke suddenly became inexplicably depressed and subconsciously wanted to retreat, but there seemed to be a terrorist force around her and vaguely imprisoned him on the spot.

Suddenly, the woman's tears fell like rain. Obviously, it was just a hazy shadow, but it was extremely real and sad.

"Brother Tian, you and I were suppressed by the damn Nuwa with mountains and rivers. You injected your own divine fire into my origin and fell by yourself. I hate it! Over the years, I have gradually restored a little bit of the origin of my phoenix fire, and began to refine the mountains and rivers. I hope that one day I can leave Yingzhou, find your inherited jade pieces, and resurrect you with a trace of soul. However, this little monk inherited your magical power and inherited the jade tablets completely. What's the point of my life!" Constantly sobbing, the woman muttered to herself, revealing the message that shocked Moke.

Nvwa is the rumored saint and the mother of the human race. As for the mountains and rivers, the rumor is also a great chaotic spiritual treasure, which has long disappeared for endless years.