Chapter 243 A Creation

Mu Zifeng returned from the Xuanjian mortal world, and his heart was full of anger. It was not a pity that these guys died. The catastrophe of heaven and earth is coming, and he wants to solve all unstable factors. And he also needs more strength to accumulate. These so-called immortal children have Taoist species in their bodies. If they kill themselves, they can obtain their inheritance.

Even if they work hard, they can't escape. Ten divinely changed ancestors took action one after another, and the soul attacked and killed silently.

Boom, a group of exploding energy is like a flower, and the gorgeous is full of death.

Mu Zifeng stretched out his hand and devoured all the energy essence, and a piece of the remnants of the old immortals of Tota were also refined and sent to the world of vitality. The remaining soul imprint in it has long been refined by the strong, which makes him much more worry-free.

Pieces of debris were directly connected and stitched together, and soon a headless body appeared.

"Is this a spirit that lacks a head?" Mu Zifeng's soul swept away and found an abnormal place. Originally, I thought this was the split body of the old fairy of Tota, but I didn't expect it to be the body of the colorful pagoda.

The war castle has played an extremely horrible lethal role, leaving only the Prince of Heaven, Murong Prodigal Son and Ba Tuo Xiao Gong struggling.

"Let's suppress it all." Mu Zifeng turned his hand and patted him, and the church came down. He instantly broke through the defense of the three people, and then he was suppressed in the center of the war fortress. He flew away, still thinking about the spirit's head. He remembered that in the colorful pagoda, there was a swordsman who was almost selected as the heir by the remnant soul of the demon immortal, but his root system was still slightly inferior.

I don't know who that person is. Since he has also received the inheritance of the Heavenly Demon's Life and Destruction Sword Array, he should have a little reputation in the world of Xuanhuangfan.

"Let's go back and ask first." Mu Zifeng jumped and disappeared into the void. It was not really disappearing, but that he was so fast that he didn't even leave a shadow.

It had been a month when Mu Zifeng returned to Lingshan again. At this time, the whole Lingshan was completely another prosperous era, which was more magnificent than the peak of ten years ago. The gatekeeper is no longer the martial arts master, but the ancestor of the innate realm. Because Mu Zifeng has explained that those who can be trained as martial arts masters must practice with all their strength. The 3,000 masters who turned dragons into the sky in one day are precedents.

"See the Legendary King."

"All of you, get up." Mu Zifeng waved his hand and poured out a soft dark force to lift them up, and then flew into the spiritual mountain. Today's Lingshan is full of cultivation, and countless people are practicing desperately, because the little saint has assigned a lot of spiritual medicine, especially the magical cultivation holy place left by the legendary king. One day of cultivation can be worth 100 days for them to practice.

With a light, Mu Zifeng walked into the ruling palace and saw those ancestors practicing. With the blessing of the time roulette, everyone is equivalent to practicing for fifteen or six years.

One by one, the ancestors are in high spirits and breathy. Under the catalysis of aura, they have been promoted to the peak of the land of life, but their soul metamorphosis is strong and weak. Soul cultivation is different from true qi cultivation, which has high requirements for one's own understanding.

High understanding, that is, high talent.

Mu Zifeng suspects that he is the spiritual root of heaven and earth, which is rare in ancient times, so he understands that any martial arts are densely fast, and the conversion rate of absorbing aura is also a hundred times or a thousand times that of others.

What he lacks now is enough aura. As long as his strength accumulation is complete, he can take advantage of the situation to advance to the divine change, and there is no obstacle, and he can soon hit the fate.

A mysterious martial arts truth poured into the soul from the underworld, which was given to him by the ancestors who seized the fate, the ancestors of the divine transformation and the ancestors in the field. This is the terrible power of the eight curses of the church.

"Little brother, you're back. What's happened when you went out this time?" The King of Optimus has a red face and a strong spirit.

"Look at the appearance of the third brother, that Huo Lishan has been lifted by you, right?"

"It's almost. At the most critical time, a lot of nosy old things came from other martial arts holy places. Relying on the large number of people, I came back without their common knowledge. However, he nibbled a piece of meat on them, just in time for those guys to practice well. What about you? You just went out for a walk and then returned, did you?" King Qingtian is convinced of Mu Zifeng.

Mu Zifeng smiled gently, and with a little eyebrows, six rays of light flew out and turned into a giant beast dozens of feet high.

"Level 6 psychic beast!"

The scene is full of shock. You should know that the psychic beast is too capable of cultivating, which is dozens of times more difficult than training a life-taking disciple. No martial arts holy place can have such courage and means.

"Little brother, are they all injured?" The little saint looked at it and suddenly asked.

"Yes, but after decades of rest here, they will fully recover." After saying that, Mu Zifeng threw Murong's prodigal son out. They were tortured a lot. At this moment, he opened his eyes and knelt on the ground in horror when he saw the situation around him, and their bodies trembled.

"The two of them cooperated with the alliance of the sons of immortals and were just served by me. Except for this prince of heaven, all the other sons of immortals were killed. Next time I enter the peak outside the sky, I can enter alone. At that time, we will bring all our Lingshan disciples into it. We will not practice in the mortal world, run to the sea of origin to practice, and practice for a hundred years. Even a pig can evolve into a powerful fighting pig.

Everyone is speechless. They know many things in their hearts, so no one has any problem with Mu Zifeng's decision.

"Little Holy Lord, you are the master of Lingshan. How to deal with these two bastards?"

"Both of them are bone roots. If they can be cultivated well, they may not have a chance to attack the holy land. It's a pity to kill him like this. At least he is also a disciple of our Lingshan. The little saint thought for a moment and looked at Mu Zifeng, "Brother Mu, subdue them all. In addition, this heavenly prince is a disciple of Tianshan, the first martial arts holy land. He has two elders who are the ancestors of the fateful peak of the sky. Killing will arouse their hatred and control them together.

"No, please be kind to the little saint and ask the legendary king to raise his hand." Three once invincible geniuses are not even as good as ants at this moment. They never thought that their fate would one day be controlled by others.

Mu Zifeng took a step forward, directly slapped his three palms, and quickly controlled them all.

"Get out of here and practice."

"Yes, master."

Those ancestors who lived for hundreds of years looked sadly at the three evil geniuses. At this age, they were far less powerful, but compared with Mu Zifeng, they were really nothing.

"Little Lord, you are good at calculating and helping me calculate a person's whereabouts." Mu Zifeng summoned the headless body, "This is the original spiritual weapon of Tota, but unfortunately it lacks a head. Otherwise, I can find the colorful pagoda through it. At that time, I may be sure to freely enter and exit the colorful pagoda. I don't know how many old immortal treasures are buried in it. If all of them are discovered, my Lingshan will become the head of the martial arts holy land.

Everyone's eyes were hot, and the little saint's eyes lit up, "What clue does Brother Mu have?"

Mu Zifeng thought for a moment and described the appearance of the swordsmanship genius.

"You brothers can help me." The little saint immediately began to calculate, and the rest of the ancestors entered their strength into her body and immediately saw illusory scenes flashing in front of everyone's eyes.

Finally fixed on the top of a mountain, Mu Zifeng saw at a glance that it was the swordsmanship genius.

The calculation technique consumes a lot of energy, and even though the little saint still has so many people working together, he is also a little gasping.

"Brother Mu, this man is not in the mortal world."

Mu Zifeng nodded and said, "I have seen that he should be in the sea of origin, and that mountain is Reiki Crystal Mountain. I haven't entered the sea of origin of the outer peak of Xuanhuangfanjie, so I have another chance to enter.

"Everyone prepare to gather all the disciples and enter the time roulette. I will take you into the sea of origin to practice. Haha, we turned upside down outside. If those grudgeful martial arts holy places came to the door, they found nothing. I don't know how they feel.

Anyway, the space of the wheel is large enough at this time, and it is more than enough to move ten Lingshan. What a great hand, everyone is moved.

Since they broke through to the divine change, they have no chance to enter the sea of origin, and Mu Zifeng's proposal made them unable to refuse.

After the little saint ordered to go down, a magnificent palace flew out of the main peak, the door opened, and a pair of disciples flew into it. Soon, all the foreign disciples were brought in together. The lower the strength, the faster the progress in that environment.

The whole Lingshan Mountain was empty, and Mu Zifeng laughed a few times. He collected the spiritual basin and time roulette into the heavenly cave, urged the Taoist species, and saw a beam of light falling down in the sky and leading him away.

Mu Zifeng has not practiced for a long time in order to keep his realm in the realm, because there is a force in the sea of origin that restricts people from entering higher realms.

But he is different. He has completely closed the passage of the heavenly cave, so that the breath of the people in the heavenly cave cannot be revealed. And he stimulated the roots of the spiritual tree, and its devouring effect was even more amazing.

In the sea of origin, Mu Zifeng came in for the second time, but the location of the two times was different. The sea of origin of Xuanhuangfanjie is no different from that of Xuanjianfanjie, but there are too few people interviewing in it. This was exactly in line with Mu Zifeng's intention. He looked for a place to start practicing.

500,000 spiritual trees must plunge into the Reiki Crystal Mountain, and a turbulent long river poured into the time wheel. Xiao Mumu stood on the waves and narrowed his eyes with a smile. Large arrays were activated and the whole time began to accelerate.

"Everyone should not slack off. This is everyone's opportunity. How far they can go depends on their creation." The voice of the little saint spread out and immediately surprised everyone.

The spirit basin is a bottomless cave. Finally, there is a chance to begin to devour the aura, and I saw a tornado aura penetrate into the body. This vision still attracted very few people's attention.