Chapter 448 Mutation

"It's extremely abominable. It's too easy for the Heaven and Earth League to call people. It's directly suppressed by the alliance leader." The virtual man vented his anger in his palace. While joining the Heaven and Earth League to find a backer, he must also work hard for others. There are gains and losses.

"Master, there is no need to worry. We use the summoning secret skill together, and we must get his whereabouts through the traces of void.

"Unless he has the ability to wipe out all the traces of the void, he can't escape our pursuit. However, if you want to erase the traces of void, I'm afraid that it will be very difficult for the strong to do it. Not to mention that he is just a virtual world cultivation.

Several strong men in Tiangongmen talked to each other and discussed the plan.

"Of course, I'm not worried that he can escape, but he is too aggrieved." The virtual man calmed his anger and regained his composure. With a big hand, an ancient pattern lit up in the middle of the hall, and the strong and incomparable summoning breath came out and rose to the sky. The divine objects summoned the crystals into this array. In an instant, a sacrificial platform bulged in the array, which was the summoning altar.

In the Heaven and Earth League, Zuo King Kong stared at the summoning breath rising to the sky and sneered, "Humanity, if you refuse to work loyally for the Heaven and Earth League, you can't get the protection of the Heaven and Earth Alliance. Listen to the arrangement honestly, and there is still a glimmer of life, otherwise you can be erased by the backhand.

The Heaven and Earth League is strong, and most of the things are carried out by strong means. What convince people with virtue? These are all bullshit. I'm so powerful that I'm afraid I can't deter you?

"The traces of void appear." The virtual man was full of light, and his eyes were like a torch. With his words, traces appeared in the void, crisscrossed, like the veins of leaves, and there are traces in the complexity.

"Into the breath of the emperor, assist the summoning." The virtual humanity is methodical and gradual. At the critical moment, a simulated breath enters the summoning altar. In an instant, a clear space trace appeared, emerging the image and breath of the real space. When the virtual man was about to watch it carefully, suddenly a terrible light was blocked through the traces of void.

Xu Taoyi suffocated, felt the forced breath, and almost killed himself. Scared out of a cold sweat, he hurriedly cut off the summoning altar and closed the traces of void. Only then did this save the risk.

"Master, how's it going? Have you found the location of that guy?"

Xu Dao's face was gloomy and his anger was exposed. He said in a low voice: "In the Shishen Mountains of Xiazhou, as soon as the accurate image was summoned, there was a strong force to kill through the air and organize exploration. That power is not under me.

"It's not the descendants of the First God, is it? That's troublesome."

"Never mind this first, get ready and go across the void. Let's see what's going on." The virtual humane made a decision immediately.

Far away in Xiazhou, Xiaojiao stared at the void, took back her jade palm, and muttered, "It's not easy to chase and kill you."

Just now, she returned from the White Mountain and was about to enter the cave when suddenly a force of exploration peeped down. She slapped, shattered the power, and then killed the peeping person. It is not difficult to judge that the opponent's strength is almost at the peak of the divine world. Back in the cave, Xiaojiao took out the spirit of the White Mountain. The light flashed, and a mysterious breath like the first god was brewing in it.

"Peng!" The spirit of the White Mountain was put into the body of the emperor, and suddenly his body bloomed. The ability of the five elements seemed to be supported and operated crazily, and the secret art of reincarnation were running. The original power in the body, like a wild beast, gradually calmed down. In the end, Gujing Wulan completely calmed down.

The spirit of the White Mountain is the essence of the White Mountain. It has a long history of existence. It is a supreme god with the blessing of some of the luck and power of the First God. The number is rare, and the Nuwa people rarely use it. Ordinary people don't know the existence of the spirit of the White Mountain.

It can be said that the spirit of the White Mountain is integrated into some of the experience of the first enlightenment, but now it is cheaper than the emperor.

"derive strength, treat injuries." Xiaojiao looked solemn, her face was cold, and a light burst out. There was no brilliance or dazzling light. Some were gentle, calm, soft... Like a charitable Heavenly Mother, she loved all the creatures in the world.

In the legend, Nuwa created man, using the creation of the divine land and this supreme derivative power. From ancient times to the present, there is no race that can be used except for the Nuwa people who can use derivative power. Xiaojiao is the first foreigner to be able to use derivative power. Therefore, I was invited by the Nuwa people to be a guest. I even want to get into the family.

Since Nuwa, no one has been able to break through the road of derivative power and reach the height of their ancestors. There is always a lack of using derivative power, which can only be used for treatment, but it is impossible to use it to create people. Moreover, the mysterious creation of the divine land has long been consumed and extinct between heaven and earth.

With the continuous indoctrination of derivative power, the terrible wound of Huangbazun is healing rapidly. Xiaojin is treated by derivative power, and the recovery of the injury is even more obvious. The hair gradually unfolds, and the soul fluctuates, and he almost wakes up. The horrible scars of Huang Ba Zun's body healed at a rapid speed. It looked like someone directly glued these cracked wounds with his invisible palms.

The divine voice is vast, and the soul power is like a sea. As the emperor's body recovers, a strong and powerful force burst out. The deified acupoints under Zhou's body almost reached 200, flashing light, like an unquenchable lantern. When Xiaojiao saw this scene, her face changed slightly. She immediately shook her head and sighed, and a wisp of sadness was revealed.

In the past three days, Xiaojiao has been using derivative power to treat the injury for Huang Ba Zun. Sweat soaked her clothes. I don't know how much derivative power is instilled in Huang Ba Zun's body. This can be equivalent to directly embodying your own cultivation in the body of the emperor.

"Boom!" Just when Xiaojiao was almost unbearable, the majestic power broke out of the emperor's body, and his body naturally floated up and flew out of the cave. The soul power fluctuates as vast as the sea. I don't know how heavy it is. Xiao Jin suddenly opened his eyes, the sun and moon sank, and his breath was solid. After a disaster, its strength has improved again, and its speed is appalling.

"Big boss..." Xiao Jin glanced at Xiaojiao and caught up with her as fast as possible.

"Don't worry, he has regained his senses. Maybe he needs to break through." Xiao Jiaoyu made a move, imprisoned Xiao Jin and directly came back. How Ren Xiaojin struggled, he couldn't break free. This cultivation makes Xiao Jin look at it with new eyes. What is the extent of the terrible soul power?

The soul power of Huang Ba Zun is shaped like an invisible wave, sweeping the Shishen Mountains and shocking the Nuwa clan. The patriarch's figure flashed and appeared directly beside Xiaojiao. He frowned and stared at it. He made several fingerprints in a row. A force of heaven and earth gathered to block the void, and it was impossible to reveal any breath.

"What a terrible soul power, what kind of person is reincarnated? He is moving towards his own master step by step. In time, he will not recover all the strength of his previous life. The patriarch's face is changeable and uncertain.

"Brush!"

Suddenly, a field of more than 300 miles was released, covering the sky and earth, solid and heavy.

"The field of more than 300 miles, my God, how did he make it?"

"Since ancient times, the most powerful field of our Nuwa people is only more than 200 miles. Is his bloodline stronger than that of our Nuwa people?

"It's impossible. After we are the first gods, we have the strongest bloodline. If you want to be more pure than our blood, there is only the original god.

"He is not the reincarnation of the first god, is he? You feel the soul power, which is vast and endless, and seems to have surpassed the immortality. It is breaking through to a higher level.

Some strong men of the Nuwa clan appeared, with a long breath, restrained light, eyes like a torch, and their cultivation is only slightly inferior to that of the patriarch. They are definitely the strong in the undead, but they can't see how strong the soul power of the emperor is. Deeply shocked.

"It's about to break through, and the field has shown the atmosphere of world rules." The patriarch nodded slightly.

"Is my boss all right?" The little golden hair was horrified. Several people who appeared one after another were deeply afraid, and the desire to fight was suppressed. The difference in strength is not a little bit, but a difference. But it knew that the Nuwa people were not malicious, and immediately asked.

"Don't worry, it's beneficial and harmless." Xiaojiao smiled and nodded Xiaojin's cute head, "You little thing, I woke you up without even a word of thanks. As soon as I woke up, I knew that I cared about your boss. Do you still have a conscience?"

"Wow..." Xiao Jin called twice and then said, "How do I know you saved me!"

"It makes sense. Let's see how your boss changes." Xiaojiao is just a pastime for Xiaojin. I'm looking forward to how big the small world is condensed in a huge field of more than 300 miles. Two hundred kilometers, or three hundred kilometers, even beyond this limit, to reach a greater extent.

"Boom..." The sun and the moon are pale, the sky and the earth are lightless, the dark clouds cover the sun, the lightning flashes, the power of the innate five elements, the power of yin and yang, and even the chaotic airflow, etc. converge in the phagocating field, and all kinds of abilities are presented. The field began to shrink and change.

"The ability to integrate into the small world, rather than simply condensing the small world. This kind of means goes beyond the scope of ordinary practitioners. The patriarch carefully watched the changes in the field, which was thousands of times stronger than ordinary practitioners. The ordinary practitioner's field into a small world will only cause a certain movement, and it is absolutely impossible to cause changes, let alone the sun and the moon.

Suddenly, a divine light in the changing field suddenly shot at Baishan, and a stream of light was detained and integrated into the field. This scared the Nuwa people into a cold sweat, because this intake is not other items, but the spirit of the White Mountain.