30 thousands of years of flood

Along the way, I continue to enjoy the scenery of the wilderness. There are beautiful mountains and rivers, and there are also poor mountains and rivers. But the chance is that there is no creature in hundreds of thousands or millions of miles. Occasionally, some mountains are also large and small. The smallest one also has the cultivation of golden immortals.

In the flood and famine, there was peace everywhere and almost no life-and-death struggle. I also met some tribes of all ethnic groups. Every time I came to a tribal king, Xuan had to stop and challenge him, hoping to enhance his combat effectiveness and cultivation. These tribes also seem to like this way, and there are almost no ones who refuse to agree.

Of course, there are some tribes that don't like to be disturbed, but they just expel Wang Xuan out of the tribe. I also saw several life-and-death struggles, but everyone has innate spiritual treasures or acquired treasures. In addition, the current magic spells are far less than that of future generations. Everyone's cultivation is not much different, and there is no real death.

There are also some strange phenomena, such as that three-headed tigers can live in peace with deer. However, I think that there is no need for food at all, and it is normal to live in peace. Birds and beasts are not the same as those of later generations. At least they are more than ten times the height of later generations, and their appearance is also different. There are three heads and nine tails.

In fact, the hundreds of races of the flood and famine do not mean that there are only a hundred races in the flood and famine, but that the structure of the flood and famine has been similar to human beings since childhood. These races are also strange. There are all kinds of four-legged, beast head human body, human head and beast body. There are also thousands of arms and palms with eyes. There are also three eyes similar to Erlang God. Let me open my eyes. And every race has the same innate way. That is to say, every race will at least master some rules.

In this way, among these tribes, they are constantly challenged, mostly for more than ten years, and at least for a few months. Thousands of years have passed. From the challenges of different tribes, Wang Xuan's combat effectiveness has been greatly improved, and his cultivation and physical strength have also increased, but there is still a certain gap from the breakthrough. At the same time, he also understands many laws and feathers, which are absorbed by Zhou Tianxing in his body, making the star's power more pure.

Now I can actually fight with people who didn't have a good magic weapon in the early stage of the quasi-saint. At the same time, walking in the flood and famine continues to understand nature, the mood becomes more calm, and the magic power of Dharma is also fully mastered. Now there will be no situation that you can't control. The Dharma phase is also slowly solidified, and it looks like a person six feet tall and below. Unfortunately, I can't enter the next floor for a long time.

For thousands of years, Wang Xuan has not known how many billions of miles he has walked. Not Zhoushan still looks so far away, and the flood is really too wide. Tianwang Xuan still kept walking. When he met some congenital spiritual roots, he collected them. He didn't let go of the medicinal herbs, but he just took some back to cultivate by himself. The current Honghuang does not lack innate aura, and the phagocytosis is not as fast as its own cultivation. Therefore, no one is interested in these.

Fortunately, over the years, I have also had some understanding of the law of space. I can borrow the power of the law to learn the space magic power to the Dijiang and open up a space of thousands of miles. No matter how big it is, I can't control it. These spiritual roots have a place to place.

At this time, Wang Xuan faintly heard the sound of fighting and immediately drove the clouds over. Now the speed of Wang Xuantengyun can finally reach one hundred thousand miles, but it needs to be promoted by his own cultivation, otherwise it is still only tens of thousands of miles. Come thousands of miles away from the fight and check it with the yuan god. A dark cloud surrounded a woman.

The woman looks like she is in her twenties. She wears a white skirt and holds a silver branch in her hand. Every time she waves, the branch emits the power of white stars, and she can't help retreating under the black clouds around her. Seeing that the rule fluctuation of the branch is at least the top innate treasure or innate treasure.

The woman is very beautiful. The most important thing is that she has a feeling of coldness and arrogance. Wang Xuan can't help but be slightly stunned. She is as beautiful as Houtu and others. Cultivation is already quasi-saint. His face was black, and he was obviously injured. The sound of ghosts crying and howling kept coming from the black clouds. There were gusts of wind. In the black clouds, countless people of all ethnic groups rushed to the woman, but they were swept away by her.

Jiejie's strange laughter kept coming from the dark clouds: "Chang Xi, it's better to leave the innate treasure in your hand, and I can spare your life." The woman just kept waving the branch in her hand without saying a word. Wang Xuan felt a little strange. Why didn't she escape? And Changxi's name seemed to have heard of it somewhere. However, the innate treasure of this silver-white branch has not been heard of.

After a careful look at the Yuanshen, he understood that there were several flags hidden in the black cloud, and the formation of a formation had surrounded Changxi. There was a faint figure in the black cloud, holding a white bone sword in his hand. From the fluctuation of the law, he was at least quasi-saint, but Wang Xuan's cultivation was too low and he didn't know what the man was. What degree of quasi-saint.

When the ancestor saw that Chang Xi was still resisting, he was also angry. You should know that since Luo Hu punished the soul-eating ancestor, he did not dare to kill and seize the treasure at will. I didn't expect to meet a fool Changxi a few days ago, and I actually discussed the way of cultivation with myself. Unexpectedly, there is a congenital treasure. I won't be temptated by it. It's just that Changxi seemed to understand nothing. She kept asking about the form of Honghuang. Before she was willing to inquire about it, she explained the origin.

But it turned out to be the top congenital spiritual root osmanthus tree on Taiyin Star. The osmanthus tree did not know that it had condensed for billions of years, and the osmanthus branch actually evolved into a congenital treasure when she was in the shape of a flower. It can brush everything, and the power of defense is also extraordinary. There is a little greed in my heart.

I took Jiuyou's water to her, saying that it was the famous witch wine. I didn't expect the little lady to drink it in one gulp. You should know that the water of Jiuyou is cold to poison. A drop of Daluo Jinxian will also lose bone and flesh, and it will turn into pus for a moment. The quasi-saint's cultivation is also uncomfortable, at least it will freeze the mana and can't do it.

I thought that the little woman had a drink and had her own hands. I didn't expect that this Jiuyou water didn't seem to have much effect on her. It was not that she was black-faced and her cultivation was lower than herself, and she almost didn't dare to do anything. You should know that there is no reaction after drinking Jiuyou's water. I'm afraid that the man's cultivation is unfathomable. Fortunately, she prepared in advance and laid a soul-eating array, so she didn't escape.

Who knows that the innate treasure is extraordinary. She can't help besieging her for three days and constantly attacking. Now the attack power of this little lady is getting weaker and weaker. It seems that it is a poisonous tendency. I'd better solve her quickly. Otherwise, there will be many dreams at night, and it will be found that it is not good for her to pass on to Luo Hu's ancestors.

So he spit out a few mouthfuls of blood and sprayed on the ten thousand soul flag. Suddenly, the black light won, and then a few mouthfuls of Jiuyou true fire, so countless racial souls in the black cloud immediately rushed up fiercely again.