The Void World

Chapter 988: Condensing Taoist Fruit

Although the world is known as the head of the world and the origin is strong, it is basically difficult to give birth to the existence of the immortal level, and it is also restricted by the law of heaven and earth, and can't exert all its strength. As for the immortals, it is difficult to give birth to a master in tens of thousands of years. Once you take action, I'm afraid it will immediately cause the change of heaven and earth. If you don't fly immediately. If it rises, it will attract the hanging of the power of heaven and earth.

"Even if you become a ghost, you are also a confused ghost. If you don't even know my name and origin, you dare to attack me. I'm not afraid to tell you that I am the heir of Huode Immortal. Even if I enter the fairyland, my status is far above you. An immortal, even a finger, can kill you." Shen Chong opened the river, rudely pulling up the flag of Huode Xianzun, and hitting the will of Yuanyang Taoist.

"The Huode Immortal, yes, the Jiulong God Fire Mask is indeed a fairy weapon refined by the Huode Immortal. In this way, we are not outsiders. The Yuanyang Holy Fire Path I practiced is also a Taoist scripture handed down by the Huode Immortal. Since we have the same vein, we can join hands. No, I completely turn to you, how about it?" Yuanyang Taoist roared and said that he had already begun to plead.

"With the dignity of true immortals, I allow you to plant prohibitions, accumulate immortals for you, and refine immortal weapons for you. If you want to be promoted to the best fairy weapons, you must condense the law of immortals. With your power, it is impossible to refine successfully, but if I do it, it will be completely different. How much power will increase? Ten Double, a hundred people, far more than that, and I can also contribute all the wealth of the Chiyang world and lay a solid foundation for your promotion to the fairyland.

Yuanyang Taoist, with the respect of true immortals, actually put down his self-esteem and begged to Shen Chong. On the one hand, it was the instinct to survive, and on the other hand, he had a deeper calculation.

"Stop talking nonsense! If you give up resistance, I will make you die comfortably. I can even keep a trace of your soul memory, so that you can enter the reincarnation of heaven and earth, reincarnation, and become a new person. Shen Chong will not be blinded by the rhetoric of Yuanyang Taoist. He clearly knows that the realms are too different. Even if the other party opens his mind and allows him to plant a ban, there are countless ways to break through the seal and reverse the water at any time.

Shen Chong would not put such a time bomb beside him. He was sure that the Yuanyang Taoist promised to join him in order to have a chance to make a comeback, and even planned his innate fire and the most precious treasure of the world.

"You, you are so cruel. No, I have to take care of heaven and earth, understand the immortals, and become true immortals. I must not fall here." The last glimmer of vitality was cut off, and Yuanyang's trembling voice became fierce again, and the yuan god was turbulent and kept roaring.

"It's stubborn!"

Shen Chong's voice was extremely cold. With the help of the spiritual oppression of the arrogant immortal emperor, he increased the power absorbed by the ancient abyss and poured into his own virtual universe. It was like knocking on the bones and sucking the marrow, and the Yuanyang Taoist howls.

Swallowing the true immortals and absorbing the origin of immortality, not only Shen Chong's power has expanded rapidly, but the remnants of the proud immortal emperor have also received a lot of benefits. His remnants can only exert the power of realizing reality. Although he can't practice or improve his realm, if he absorbs enough the origin of immortality, he can also continue to accumulate strength. Measure and exert terrible power.

Although Yuanyang Taoist is full of vitality and strong immortality, under the continuous devouring and refining of Shen Chong, the Yuanshen is also dries up little by little.

Shen Chong turned a deaf ear to the curse and begging for mercy of the Taoist in Yuanyang. All kinds of magical fairy skills alternately played out. The ancient abysss and the Kowloon divine fire penetrated and absorbed it. I don't know how long it took. His origin has become more and more powerful. The immortals and Yuan converged, the heavens and earth changed, and the virtual universe in the middle of his eyebrows continued to shrink, to virtualize reality, a Taoist fruit. The prototype gradually appeared in the middle of the eyebrows.

In the unknown valley, Xianyuan is permeated and has become an independent space. In this void, Shen Chong sat cross-legged, with a solemn face, and has hit the last 200,000 fairy stones at the same time.

Over the virtual world, it seems to have opened an ancient and vast door, connecting the fairyland and the mortal world. A huge pillar of light fell from the door and into the unknown valley.

In a moment, the whole virtual world boiled, and many practitioners have been shocked by their souls. In this barren world, the bone realm is like phoenix horns. How can there be such a big movement? It seems that it is only recorded in the ancient Taoist scriptures. The fruit is condensed, the sky has visions, and the Holy Spirit awakened. Peeping at the fairy gate.

"It's interesting that someone will condense the fruits in this barren virtual world."

"It doesn't seem to be a simple monk, which causes the vision too strange. The holy light seems to shine for an hour. I remember that when we condensed the fruit, we only took three or five breaths."

In a secret place in the virtual world, two monks are looking at the unknown valley in the distance. The breath of the two monks is calm, and the fruit between their eyebrows is looming. Obviously, they are attracted by the holy light of the sky.

"Brother, at the beginning of the world, Taoist fruit was extremely unstable and could not exert one-tenth of its strength at all. If it is taken away, it will be nearly a thousand years of hard work. You and I don't have much longevity, so we can only take another shortcut, otherwise we will never be able to climb the immortal Taoist realm." The tall and thin monk said.

"Wait a minute, it's not just you and me who are staring at this Taoist fruit. There is usually no one who has fallen into the virtual world. Unexpectedly, a Taoist fruit was born, which attracted so many masters to peep." Another short and fat monk said in a low voice, staring at the nameless valley, as if he wanted to find something.

Although the layer-by-layer prohibition of the nameless valley cannot stop the change of the vision of heaven and earth, it still has the miraculous effect of isoling divine consciousness.

Under the protection of layers of prohibition, Shen Chong bathed in a holy light, suddenly showed a smile, opened his mouth, and rushed out with a vigorous vitality. This breath was extremely pure, full of immortality, turned into a fairy dragon, hovering around, as if reflecting the mystery of the fairyland.

This is the immortal yuan he has been accumulating. It is a fairy Yuan that is crushed and refined from hundreds of thousands of fairy stones. It is also the most suitable for his physique.

The horror of the number of immortals is enough for more than a hundred people to condense Taoist fruits, but in Shen Chong's calculation, it is barely enough.

And the Yuanyang Taoist has long been destroyed. A true immortal has completely disappeared, and there is no chance of reincarnation.

The gate of heaven opens, and the holy light quenches the body. Shen Chong has completed the first step of condensing Taoist fruit. His body is extremely transparent, crystal clear as jade, and there is no more impurities. It moves in the wind and is full of fairy spirit.

The second step is to compress the universe, and finally turn the virtual into reality, and practice for a lifetime to condense the results.

A door of magic power flew out, seeds, runes, and golden elixirs flying all over the sky, with tens of thousands of them. Most of these magical power were swallowed and plundered by Shen Chong, directly washing the vitality and turning it into his own use. It did not take time to practice, but integrated into the three immortal arts.

At this time, all the magical power on Shen Chong's body had flown out. Under the light of the holy light, the power is enhanced again, and the light is bright, just like the stars in the universe.

"Heaven and earth return to nothingness, the universe returns to heaven and Taoism, everything has reincarnation, there is a beginning and an end, the era changes, the years change, the Taoist heart is immortal, the golden body is immortal, all laws return to one, and the fruits of the Tao are condensed." Shen Chong made a majestic voice.

At this moment, heaven and earth are shaking for him, and his magnificent and deep voice echoes over the virtual world, as if to break through the void and transmit it to the distant depths, so that the universe knows his existence.

Xianyuan converges, the magic power enters the Tao, turns into the fruit of Tao, and reaches the highest level of the broken realm.

All the fairy stones on Shen Chong's body have been exhausted, and he has reached the edge of breakthrough. The mana is constantly concentrated, the origin is transformed, the eight thick chains are condensed, and the power is vigorous. Although it is integrated into the origin of the immortality of Yuanyang Taoist, and the immortality is full of immortality, Shen Chong did not understand the law and the real immortality. Compared with the Taoist origin, there is still a gap.

But this power has far exceeded the peak of the broken world. Shen Chong is even confident that even if the flower shadow is empty, it is not his own enemy. In his eyebrows, the prototype of a Taoist fruit has been faintly presented.

The horrible and powerful breath exudes. His physical genitin and various forces are all integrated into one. During the operation of Taoist fruit, there is even a feeling of collapse.