Chapter 2670

The reincarnation Dharma King stared at the nine color Vatican heart. In those years, the Yan Emperor planted a nine color Vatican heart, which was known by the elders of the Yan family. How could he not know?

"You... You are the nine color Brahma heart? You have turned into shape!" the reincarnation Dharma king said hoarsely.

Jiucai fanxin nodded. Yu Guang glanced over the tombstone and whispered, "is the master's body buried here?"

The reincarnation Dharma King nodded, and the fine light flashed. He also knew the legend of the nine color Brahma heart, but he was not sure whether she could really revive the strong who had died for countless years.

"Please come out of the master's body." nine color Brahma said firmly.

The reincarnation Dharma King took a deep breath and asked, "can you really revive the dead as the legend says?"

The nine colored Brahman's heart took a faint look at the reincarnation Dharma king and said calmly, "there is great hope to revive the weak. The probability of such a strong existence as the master is very small, but I am willing to exchange nine lives for one life and go all out."

The reincarnation Dharma king is more than looking forward to the resurrection of the inflammatory emperor. Even if he changes his life, he will agree without hesitation.

WOW!!

The reincarnation Dharma King threw away the tomb of the burning emperor with the reincarnation sword. The body of the burning emperor was wrapped in layers of shroud. Except that the soul of the body was blasted out by the ancient Immortal Emperor, everything else was intact.

"Go with me behind your back. It's not suitable to revive the strong here. Let's go to the ancient fairy world." nine color Brahma said firmly.

The reincarnation Dharma King reminded, "today's five immortal immortal emperors are still fighting in the ancient fairy world. Why not change places?"

The nine color Brahma said disdainfully, "What immortal immortal emperors are they? At best, they are an ancient god. They are not much stronger than you. If I don't want to be found by them, they can't find it. Don't worry, I have a better place in the ancient fairy world."

The reincarnation Dharma king had no better choice. He had to carry the body of the inflammatory emperor and follow the nine color Brahma heart to leave the ghost crying ridge.

……

The reincarnation Dharma king went to the ancient fairy world, but ye QingHan went to the void ridge. He dodged the heroes in the void ridge and quickly returned to the ancient forest with rich aura.

Three corpses were laid flat on a grassland deep in the forest. Ye QingHan took out three nine color Brahma hearts, soaked them in blood for three months, pried open the corners of their mouths, and put the soaked nine color Brahma hearts into their mouths.

Put your hands together and sincerely recite the reincarnation code in the humanitarian law. This is the code for the Yan family to pray for the dead, not the real practice.

The deep voice echoed on the ancient ruins. Ye QingHan was very sincere. His words and deeds followed, swinging to nothingness, and the order was clearly visible.

Day after day, year after year, sunset, moon rise, stars shift.

Ye QingHan didn't dare to shut up. In the morning, he first dropped a drop of blood into the corners of the three people's mouths, and then recited the reincarnation code. The rest of the time was used to devour the aura of heaven and earth, harden the flesh body, cultivate the Taoist mind, and understand the map of the Milky way against the sky.

After a hundred years, ye QingHan has formed a conditioned reflex and recited the reincarnation code at the time point.

Time passed quickly, but the three bodies had no reaction and no sign of awakening, but there were energy fluctuations gathering. He refused to give up and continued to chant and drip blood.

However, one hundred and thirty years after reciting the reincarnation code, the nine color Brahma heart fruit sprouted and grew three nine color Brahma hearts, which were only palm size and very dim in color. However, the reincarnation order around surged and swallowed up wisps of golden energy. This energy was very few. The key was that it was discharged soon after it was swallowed.

Ye QingHan carefully observed the nine color Buddhist heart and felt that the legend might be true. His faith suddenly increased and even began to send out pious beliefs and blessings. The speed of nine color Buddhist heart's throughput of golden energy suddenly accelerated a lot.

Time is like a grey horse crossing the gap, chaotic times are empty, the strong are always strong, and the weak die. Some young supreme masters step on countless bones and step to the peak step by step. They have strong combat power and can go against the sky. They are more cruel than old people, kill countless people, regardless of the consequences. On average, a new fourth state will be born in a hundred years, and their combat power is extraordinary, which is no worse than the fourth state of the older generation.

……

In the immortal fairyland, Beihai and the dark god land, a strong man is rising slowly, his breath is restrained, the dark god power is surging, the divine personality of the dark god general is rapidly integrated with Luo Wuji, and the divine method and dark magic power are perfected. The breath of the whole person has an ancient flavor, and the vicissitudes of life are incomparable.

He sat on the roof of the building, but outside the palace there was a dark mangjiao circling, which was the mount of the dark god general.

The dark mangjiao didn't attack Luo Wuji, or it didn't dare to act recklessly in front of the dark god general's body. It just swallowed the dark god's power silently and repaired the injury. Its body shrunk a lot to facilitate the repair of the injury.

It has been nearly ten thousand years since ye QingHan left here. The dark mangjiao has been repaired, and Luo Wuji is thousands of miles a day. After refining the spirit of the dark god general, his combat effectiveness increases day by day. With the dark god's power, he can match the sky.

At this time, Luo Wuji has entered the fourth state, and it is a real archaic fourth state. In the early stage of the fourth state, the sky is surging, and the thunder and robbery in the fourth state are surging. However, before they gather, a sharp sword is shot out of the ancient palace. The sword breaks through the clouds and the robbery clouds are scattered.

Three hundred years later, Luo Wuji woke up from the closed pass. His eyes were dark and deep. They were as powerful as the stars. He held the dark sword and turned into an ancient god general. His eyes pierced the void, reorganized the law and order between waving and looked down at all living beings.

"Once I am the God Emperor, the eternal blue sky will be used by me!"

Boom!!

Luo Wuji stepped lightly, moved his figure, came over the dark mangjiao, looked down at it, and said coldly, "since I inherit the dark, are you willing to surrender?"

The dark mangjiao dare not disobey the will of the dark god general. The inheritor has appeared, and it will certainly help.

"May my Lord be honored and step on the throne!" the dark mangjiao bowed to his feet and said in a deep voice.

Luo Wuji's arrogance soared to the sky, his black hair danced wildly, and his dark eyes exuded a arrogant atmosphere. He said firmly, "in this life, I call you Zun, and let the inheritor of the ancient Lord God assist me."

WOW!!

Luo Wuji stepped on the back of the dark mangjiao and said faintly, "go to the immortal fairyland and see if the Marquis war is open."

WOW!!

Chant——————————

The North Sea surged, the Dragon roared, the rain covered the sky, and the mangjiao braved the wind and waves. In the twinkling of an eye, it was countless miles.

A few months later, Luo Wuji and Youyin mangjiao appeared on Beishen island. They woke up Zong and manggu in the crazy house. The army surged and their faces changed greatly.

Luo Wuji just took a cold look and said in a deep voice, "where is the Duke of the town?"

Neizong sikongchengjun didn't leave. When he came out, neizong hugged his fist and bowed down and said, "go back to the master. My boss has gone to the void ridge. The war of the Marquis has been open for thousands of years."

Luo Wuji stopped talking, and his heart was also very complex. He was willing to make friends with ye QingHan. However, he was an Yan people, but he swallowed the spirit of the ancient god general. The seeds had sprouted. At this time, looking at the crazy house, his eyes flashed, but his heart was suppressed.

"My life is from me, not from heaven. The will of the ancient god will not crush my will. I am me, and I am not affected by any inheritance!"

Luo Wuji snorted coldly, gently pointed his toes with a sword and motioned, "let's go to the void ridge."

WOW!!

Sing!!

The dark mangjiao rushed against the sky, the void was broken, and the mountains and rivers trembled.

At this moment, the void ridge has been white hot. The young supreme in the fourth state is no less than a thousand people. They begin to fight each other and want to compete for the first existence to be emperor.

Gu Jiutian rushed to the triple realm. The Taigu God thought that the LORD God's personality was broken and empty, and directly appeared in front of her. Once he entered the body, the whole person's momentum was strengthened, just like the Taigu Lord God himself. The high priest Taijiang dared not make any changes.