Chapter 1879

The reason for this is not because of the others, just because of the cold killing in the eyes. The intensity of the killing machine is so strong that just a glance at it can make people's heart shrink and feel trapped in a sea of corpses. It's absolutely frightening.

This kind of killing machine is not like Shahan at all, but like the killing God coming out of endless slaughter.

Whoa! Just when Wei Wuxian and Yue Mingxin are curious about whether the Shahan in front of them is still the Shahan in Qianmo grottoes, the other party gives a cold glance and ignores them. Instead, they plunge into the chaos of time and space.

"What happened to this guy? How strange..." Wei Wuxian frowned and was full of doubts.

Although he was in the state of life spring, his mind was so powerful that even some monks in the state of golden elixir could not be compared with him. But now he was confused by Shahan.

"There is a strange smell in him..." Yuemingxin nodded her head. Her practice of Tianmo Meishu is also a secret skill to control people's mind. Therefore, she is extremely sensitive to the breath of mind. After frowning a little, she said slowly: "I think this strange breath seems to control his body and mind. But he didn't seem to resist that kind of control. "

Shahan's body and mind have been controlled, and he himself has not resisted this control?

Wei Wuxian's brow slightly wrinkled when he heard the speech, and some of them didn't know the current situation. After a little thought, his eyes fell back on the cracks of the time and space turbulence of the ancient transmission array, and he said in a deep voice: "whatever happened to him, let's go, let's go and join in the fun."

With a simple nod of Yueming's heart, they immediately leaned to the ancient transmission array and jumped into the turbulence of time and space.

The golden light is bright and dazzling, and the three gold foils reflect each other, emitting a sacred and unpredictable atmosphere. Gently swaying, it brings people a kind of Avenue interest, just like Dao Sheng Yi, Sheng Sheng Er, er Sheng San, San Sheng everything.

That kind of picture makes people intoxicated and addicted. Even ye Lingfeng's eyes are intoxicated at the moment, looking at the three gold foils. He feels that what the three gold foils are explaining seems to be the origin of Xuantian's secret method.

But unfortunately, this source is too profound. Even though he created an unprecedented ten life spring and walked out a road that had never been seen before, he still could not understand its implication.

Hum! After flying around each other for a long time, the three gold foils finally came together.

Innumerable dazzling golden glow, in an instant, blooms along the gold foil, just like an explosion of light here. Not only that, in the scattered light, there are countless colorful runes, shining, mysterious things.

After a short period of winding, the gold foil of the first and the first chapters finally wrapped the gold foil of the second chapter and came slowly towards Ye Lingfeng.

Then, as if they were in a state of no one, they rushed straight into Ye Lingfeng's eyebrows and turned into countless golden splendors and scattered to his whole body.

"Tao gives birth to one, two, three, all things, and all things become the mysterious heaven..." After Jin Hui spread and swept through Ye Lingfeng's whole body, a familiar, simple and mysterious voice suddenly came back to his ear. With the speed of lightning, the message quickly occupied the deepest part of Ye Lingfeng's consciousness, engraved in it and never forgotten.

This piece of information is exactly what ye Lingfeng lacks most now, which is the cultivation secret from the golden elixir realm to the spirit realm.

According to the records of this method, after the monks opened up nine life springs, they reached the legendary perfect life spring. In such a situation of life spring, with the practice of Xuantian secret method, we can create a perfect golden elixir after stepping into the perfect and pure golden elixir.

The so-called perfect elixir is a kind of existence above the flawless elixir. The elixir is perfect, pure and without cracks.

What makes Ye Lingfeng curious is that the secret cultivation skills recorded in the gold foil of the Xuantian secret method are not as straightforward as the first two gold foils, but only limited to the golden elixir realm.

According to Ye Lingfeng's understanding, the information in it should be covered with dust by some power of the gold foil, and it will gradually expand with the improvement of cultivation. Before reaching a certain cultivation, the following information will continue to be covered in the gold foil.

"When the baimingzi tree of kaiyunzong is mature, you can turn on the furnace to refine a pill. As long as the samsara tree doesn't have any accidents, you should be able to enter the perfect golden pill recorded in gold foil!" After remembering all the records in the golden elixir, ye Lingfeng gradually smiles at the corner of his mouth. With the secret of Xuantian in his hand, he can no longer worry about being unable to repair.

However, what makes Ye Lingfeng incomprehensible is that there is no difference between the method of breaking through the golden elixir state recorded in the volume of Xuantian secret method and that of ordinary monks. Why does Wu Tian say in the voice that even when this method was once practiced in Tiangong, no one succeeded in practicing it.

Squeak Squeak But just when ye Lingfeng frowned and thought, and wanted to study the content of the second part carefully, along his ear, there was a sharp hiss of Xiao Zhu's disgust, which was quite contradictory, with both fear and joy.

What the hell is this guy doing? When ye Lingfeng heard this, he frowned slightly and wanted to see what Xiao Zhu Yan saw. But before he turned his head, Xiao Zhu Yan suddenly flew back to him and hugged his leg.What happened to Zhu Yan, who was afraid of being eaten by monkey brain and wanted to escape when he found a chance, how could he be so dependent on himself? When ye Lingfeng saw this, he felt more puzzled and turned to scan around.

"This This is... " Wait for the moment that the vision sweeps around, the face of leaf Ling breeze originally takes the expression of happy color suddenly stiff.

At this moment, in the turbulent flow of time and space, the remains of those who died in the Holocaust, who seemed to be imprisoned by the power of time, stood up quietly from the ground at any time.

Among them, Zhu Yan's mother, who cut her belly at the last moment of her life and saved Xiaozhu Yan's life, was included.

At this moment, it still keeps the appearance of intestines, colorful viscera along the cracks of its belly, spilled on the ground from the middle, dragged on the ground by it, but it doesn't seem to feel the same at all.

"Are they dead or alive?" In a state of uncertainty, ye Lingfeng tries to feel the breath of these wrecks. However, he is horrified to find that he can't feel any life at all on these wrecks.