Chapter 809 The Body becomes respected

The divine source wasteland is the shape of a gourd.

The location of Hulukou is the base camp of the four true worlds guarding forces. It is strict and dead all year round. Even if it is the true guard of the four true worlds, except for the alternating between the old and the new every few hundred years, if there is no summons, you can't step into half a step.

Violators will discuss major crimes and be assigned to the land of sin.

In this base area, there is a magnificent whirlpool. The whirlpool is rotating all the time, but it is silent. From a distance, the whirlpool is bright, like a galaxy, but if the distance is close, you can see that the stars that make up this galaxy are stars.

Countless stars make up this huge whirlpool. Anyone who sees this scene will inevitably be shocked by it.

At this moment, outside the whirlpool, there is a long rainbow roaring. When it approaches, the long rainbow turns into a figure. This is a young man with peach blossom marks on his eyebrows. He looks respectful and stands outside the whirlpool with his fists and can't afford to worship.

Compared with this magnificent whirlpool, his existence is like an ant, inconspicuous.

Time passed slowly, and soon it was a few hours. The young man always worshipped for a long time, motionless, silent, and waited silently.

Suddenly, the whirlpool rotated a little faster. Under the rapid rotation, a Xiuzhen star broke away from the orbit of the whirlpool and went straight to the outside, with a destructive momentum, and went straight to the young man.

After stopping in front of him, a cold voice slowly came out of the Xiuzhen Star.

"Come on." Although there is only one word in this voice, it contains supreme majesty. It seems that no one in the world can resist whatever he said.

The young man with a peach blossom mark on his eyebrows raised his body and turned into a long rainbow and went straight to the Xiuzhen star in front of him. After a while, he stepped into the Xiuzhen star. In front of him, it was a vast desert.

You can faintly see a towering hall in the distance. This hall is earthy yellow, which exists alone in the desert. Outside it, there is a whirlwind roaring, rolling up the sand to form a storm.

At the same time. In front of this hall, in this desert, you can also see nearly a hundred figures.

These figures are all monks, men and women, old and young. They are lying on the sand of the desert and crawling slowly. These people are ragged and damaged in many places, but their faces are fanatical and strange, slowly crawling towards the hall and crawling little by little.

The young man with the peach blossom mark on his eyebrows looked at the hall in the distance and squatted down silently until his body was lying on the sand. Like the figures he saw, he crawled forward.

There was silence around, and there was no other sound except the whimpering wind. The crawling progress of these people on the ground is full of a strange feeling, but even if the monk crawling in the front, even if he seems to be close to the hall, he is still moving forward, as if he can't see it.

It seems that in everyone's eyes, the distance is different.

The young man with peach blossom marks on his eyebrows, in the continuous crawling, his clothes were broken and there were signs of burning. His hair was dry, but his eyes were persistent. After an hour, he finally climbed to the hall he saw in his eyes.

There, he took a deep breath. After standing on the ground, he walked into the hall.

The hall is very empty. There is only one table, and there is an oil lamp on it. The fire of the wick is shaking slightly. In the lamp, you can see countless faces with strange smiles alternately, and no face is repeated, as if for countless years, the faces in the lamp have never been the same.

The sound of crackling flames echoed in this hall. In addition to the oil lamp, there was also a roll of bamboo slips. The bamboo slips were half spread out and the quaint smell was scattered under the lights.

"Ninefold Zhenwei Daoren in the Yinsheng True Real World, see the Lord of the Fire Candle." The young man knelt on one knee, pressed the blue stone on the ground with one hand, bowed his head and spoke respectfully.

"Tay it." A cold voice of vicissitudes came from the wick flame of the oil lamp, but the face in the lamp no longer changed at this moment, and paused on a smiling woman's face.

"The first time I found this person was in the fire red star..." The young man did not dare to look up and whispered everything he knew about the man named Mosu without any reservations.

"... The humble position wants to explore the reincarnation classics, find out the origin of this person, and then make a plan to lead it out and let him appear automatically."

His voice echoed in the hall until the young man finished speaking, and his voice echoed around for a long time.

"This person is not in reincarnation." After a long time, the woman's face in the wick opened her lips, and the cold sound of the vicissitudes came out.

The young man was stunned, and then his expression immediately changed. After a moment, he gritted his teeth and opened his mouth in a low voice.

"The humble function determines that this person is still in the West Ring, and it can also be confirmed that this person has integrated the divine array in some way. He can borrow the power of the array. Whether it is teleportation or suppression, he can use the power of the array to help. Lord, block the boundary between the Western Ring and other star domains... Close... Fengshen Array."

"I give you a wisp of candlelight to burn your life to keep this candlelight bright, and fate will guide you to find this person. Fengshen Zhen allows you to close it once for no more than three months. After saying this in the cold voice of the vicissitudes of life, the wick flame of the oil lamp immediately shook. At the same time, the young man with peach blossom marks on his eyebrows trembled violently.

There was a flame burning on his body immediately, and the flame flowed like a stream of water and finally condensed on the young man's hair, making his hair fly, looking like a flame shaking.

The peach blossom mark on his eyebrows disappeared in an instant and turned into a flame.

"A candle, life is fire, you... leave."

The young man's body immediately retreated uncontrollably, and instantly turned into a flame and rolled out of the hall, the desert, and the star. When he appeared, he was in the starry sky. In front of him was a rotating whirlpool. As for the Xiuzhen star, it slowly retreated until it disappeared into the whirlpool and Part.

"People who are not reincarnating are sent here in a special way. Why do I feel the smell of it in your story?

Damn it, I want to fall into a sea of suffering forever, be hated to the extreme, I can't wait to kill it hundreds of millions of times, eternal disaster... that... crane!!" In the hall, after the young man was swept away, there was a low roar that was no longer vicissitudes, no longer cold, but full of hatred and madness.

In the echo of the roar, the oil lamp on the hall made a violent burning sound, and countless faces suddenly appeared in it, so that the wick fire spread throughout the hall and spread out, instantly covering the whole Xiuzhen star, making this Xiuzhen star, in It's burning.

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"Sleep!" In the Western Ring Star Domain, on a fast-flying meteorite, lying there lazily, with bright eyes, crystals in his claws, and a beautiful bald crane with three sneezes in a row.

"He crane ***, there must be someone muttering about his grandfather crane, alas, as a crane, as a bird, I want to keep a low profile, I must keep a low profile, but I can't be remembered all the time... Slaugh!" After muttering, the bald crane sneezed again, and this time it was angry.

It got up, its eyes showed fierceness, and it kept looking around.

"Your grandma, who is talking about your grandpa, I'll kill you!" When the bald crane looked angry, the Red Fire Marquis not far away subconsciously took a look and quickly bowed his head and ignored it. The more he felt that the other party looked like the legendary one, the more he dared not have anything to do with the other party easily. He remembered a series of legends about that person, but all those who had something to do

The meteorite crossed the starry sky. Under the protection of the Red Fire Marquis, in the anger of the bald crane, the flame of Su Ming's whole body had been violent to the extreme. The flame burned every inch of his body, both inside and outside the body, in the burning of this flame.

His body is dry at this moment, and it looks like a dead firewood.

Another half a month has passed. Su Ming's body was motionless, and his whole body was cracked, but it seemed that there was no flame. Seven days ago, the sea of fire outside his body was all rolled upside down and penetrated into Su Ming's body.

A breath of death became stronger and stronger on Su Ming's body. Until this day, the cracks on Su Ming's body made a crackling sound. At the Red Fire Marquis immediately looked over solemnly, and even the bald crane's eyes fell on Su Ming.

The cracked skin broke up again, and at the same time, Su Ming's eyes... slowly opened.

At the moment his eyes opened, a pale golden light rayed out of his pupils, making his eyes burning and majestic. As Su Ming opened his eyes, the crack on his body became stronger, and the cracks fell off, and finally the pale golden skin was exposed. Until all the cracks fell off, Su Ming's body It emits a light golden light, covering its whole body, which looks hazy.

Su Ming took a deep breath, and suddenly the starry sky around him shook, and a sea of fire appeared outside the meteorite. The sea of fire roared and spread around, covering a circle of 5,000 feet in a blink of an eye.

Within these 5,000 feet, the breath of the boundary broke out in an all-round way. This time, Su Ming did not borrow the formation, but expanded the power of the boundary with his body.

"The boundary..." Su Ming stood up from the meteorite, and there was a loud roar from his body. As Su Ming held his fist, the sea of fire within 5,000 feet rolled upside down at this moment. At the moment Su Ming held his fist, it was like sucking the sea of 5,000 feet of fire and condensed it in the palm of his hand.

"This is my own strength, and my body is respected." Su Ming closed his eyes. When he opened it after a long time, he smiled at the corners of his mouth, but the smile was a little bitter. He thought that if he had such a cultivation in the barbarians, then... everything would be different. ( To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly ticket. Your support is my greatest motivation.) RQ