Chapter 137 qu shan

The white fate, obviously, this is the fate of this detachment, which really transcends the level of Taoism and transcends everything.

The five ancestors sacrificed themselves, exerted the power of the seal to the greatest extent, and went against the sky. They wanted to leave the fate of this detachment, leaving a trace of detachment opportunity for the era world.

How to detach from the people of one world is a problem that cannot be explored. Even if it is combined with the power of the whole world, it will not necessarily be detached. The opportunity, luck, and strength are indispensable. Even if there is no one, it is difficult to detach. This is the reason why it is difficult for a detachment in countless era worlds.

However, this is the case. Once there is a detachment, the future of this person will be unlimited.

Boom!

The universe roars, the starry sky shakes, and the huge seal makes the head slowly run. It is an ancient and vast breath, which makes the universe shake, which is in line with the oldest way of the starry sky. At the beginning of birth and earth, the five ancestors walked against the sky, sacrificed the imprint of themselves, and deprived the white crystal from the body. And come out.

"You!"

At this moment, I finally know what to be afraid of. The people of the lower world have such a means to strip off their lives, which is unprecedented, and there are also strong royal families and subordinate races who secretly take action, which is beyond his imagination. He can only lament that his own luck is too bad.

"Although this body is only a split, it consumes a lot of blood power. Once it is blown up, it will have a great impact on the body and even leave trauma, but... Today, there is a royal family again, and it will definitely not let me leave safely. It seems that this body can't be left... However, even so, it can't make you stable!"

His body was sealed, and even the yuan god was locked. At this moment, he really showed a smile and made people feel cold. His body trembled, and his face was ferocious, showing a trace of pain.

"It's not good! Stop him!"

No one felt anything, but the thunder covered his chest and shouted. The blood in his body began to churt over again, and he could feel the vibration from the real body. This is a wonderful factor. A thunderous word suddenly woke up many people. Even the five ancestors on his deathbed also showed a trace of horror.

In suppressing the seal, they obviously noticed something, but the light on the true spirit is slowly dim, using the power of the seal and leaving the fate. They have consumed too much power, and it is too far-fetched to force it with a half-step detached body. At this time, there is no ability to stop this scene.

In the dark, the prince frowned slightly and was about to take action, but he was interrupted by the servant next to him. "Prince, this man is just going to break his life. It has nothing to do with us. Don't take action."

The prince stagnated slightly, and then nodded.

In the starry sky, no one stopped the real messenger. His power suddenly condensed, and a powerful golden light bloomed from his bloodline. It was the power of the essence of the bloodline, bathed in golden light. A mass of gold appeared in the air with a strong beating, and the veins beating on it was faintly visible, which was the heart of the real messenger.

The heart is the most strange place of the human body and the essence of the whole body. If the heart is lost, the body will decay. At this time, the heart flies out of the body, and a gray death suddenly appears in the body, and a lot of vitality is lost. Everyone looked at this scene in horror and didn't know what he was going to do.

The ancient life is too far away to help, so I can only watch the magic.

"Hey hey, if you want the fate of this seat, this is also what you can cove, give it to me!" With a smile, as if washing many strong men, he poured out.

Suddenly, there was a trace of fluctuation in the white crystal, and the strong energy surged. The detached air burst out of it, and the sound of cracking kept ringing, and the life began to break.

This scene was unexpected by everyone. He was forced out of his heart and still had such a strong performance. He even did not hesitate to explode his fate and ask for his own death.

The white detachment and golden blood power kept gushing in his heart. It seemed that a late old man had reached the end of the years, which really made a ferocious smile appear on his face. He seemed to be a high-ranking strong man, still playing with all sentient beings. "The death of this body should be able to eliminate the anger of the royal family... .. I hope this will not cause great trouble to the ontology.

The life grid keeps breaking, and the detachment gas gushes, and then falls into the air and disappears. This world can't retain the detachment.

"Without fate, the chance of detachment will be greatly reduced. Hey, I never thought that this person would be so determined without leaving a chance!" The thunder hid not far from the heart, looking at Zhenshi with a complicated expression.

Suddenly, his eyes fell on a figure in the distance. This person was Hong. He was extremely fast. In a blink of an eye, he came not far from the fate. His face was solemn, but he showed a trace of wisdom, as if he had seen something. Once again, he had appeared around the fate, and countless detached spirits gushed out, making him cough up blood and could not resist.

Detachment gas, this is a higher level of energy. This world cannot exist. At this time, the fate is broken, a large number of detachment gas gushes out, and others can't enter. If the rest of the people came here, I'm afraid they would have turned into flying ash long ago. Detachment is almost unbearable for detachment. This is a common truth.

Hong showed a smile, seemed to be relieved, and turned around and said, "This time, we can finally make a decision. The five ancestors sacrificed themselves just to fulfill you. I hope you don't let everyone down and don't let the era world down!"

He turned back happily, his body shook, and suddenly turned into a huge thing. His red body, squirming body, and his thundering pupils shrank. This scene was too familiar. Hongjun crossed the space and entered Zhuge Ming's body to kill the thunder, showing the original real body. That was Hongjun's body, the legendary spirit beast cricket!

"He... He is Hongjun. How is it possible?

Lei shook his head and couldn't believe the scene in front of him. He looked at his tall body, which seemed to cross the world and become a pillar of heaven, supporting everything, looking down at the cracked crystal, opening his mouth, and then swallowing the crystal lattice into it. Its body was trembling, and the detachment was eroded, and even the body of the spirit beast could not resist.

The red blood was soaked, and the original red body was more enchanting. The cricket showed a painful expression. He silently endured the pain and wanted to keep the crystal lattice.

This scene completely shocked everyone. One was surprised that this Hong dared to devour the fate. Once the fate is broken, no one can save him at all. This is a way to die. Second, I was surprised by Hong's ontology. There is a secret in the heavens, that is, the ontology of the ancient life Hongjun is a spirit beast of heaven and earth.

Now, this seems to be inconsistent with the rumors.

Lei Dong Muran shook his head, and there was a trace of hesitation in his eyes. "It's definitely not wrong. Hongjun's body must be a cricket. It can't be anything else. This Hong seems to have something to do with Hongjun..."

In the field, this change is unexpected by everyone. The eyes fall on the huge body, and the heart is shaken. It is more of an expectation. No matter who the cricket is, it doesn't matter. As long as the fate can not be broken, this is the key. The existence of the fate determines whether a real detachment can be born in the era world. .

This is the major event related to the survival of the era.

The cricket's body was shaking, bursting and falling. The body squirmed slightly, but it returned to normal. Everyone took a breath of cold air, and there was a feeling for the rest of their lives after the disaster.

"It is said that every piece of the body of the cricket is a life. The rumor is true. Sure enough, it may really be able to save his life this time!"

Many people showed a trace of joy and seemed to see the light, but those ancient lives bowed their heads without saying anything. Obviously, the situation was not optimistic. Lei Dong noticed that Hongjun's face was still indifferent. It seemed that Hong's departure and the existence of fate had nothing to do with him.

"Hongjun... Hong... Which of the two is the real Hongjun, or two... It's not Hongjun!" A trace of hesitation appeared in the thunder's eyes. He glanced at the two people, and another idea appeared in his mind.

"Hongjun once chased me. He should know why he didn't take action. If he took action here... Is he afraid of the strong in the upper world, or is he afraid..."

Thunder is slightly meditated, and the change in the field is still slow. Hong's body keeps falling off and has never fallen. His breath is still the same, just weaker, and the detached spirit seems to be really suppressed.