Chapter 1700

Fengge is a living creature left over from the Xuantian era.

At that time, he was regarded as one of the most promising people to break through the sky.

Maybe it can turn the six sects of Xuantian into seven sects.

But after a long shutdown, everything changed.

The once glorious and prosperous Xuantian Temple fell to the altar and dust. What he saw was a scene of decline.

This made his Taoist heart almost collapse, and he was disheartened. He stayed at the entrance of the top floor of Tongtian column and waited for his death.

Time has almost wiped out his vitality, but at the end of his life, he met Ye Zichuan and Li Changye.

Fighting with these two men, his life was renewed, he was reborn, he found his own chance, and he broke through the situation at one stroke.

This is good news for Hongmeng as a whole. The birth of any heaven level can play a huge role in the dispute of all ages.

But now, he's dead.

Death is silent, even don't know who moved the hand.

It took millions of years for No. 1 to realize that it was wrong.

He originally wanted to summon Fengge to defend himself in the world barrier, but there was no reply.

Then he began to calculate the whereabouts of each other, but saw the darkness.

At this point, he has guessed that Fengge may have suffered an accident.

But he has been guarding the world barrier here, absolutely does not have any day class to enter.

It's not the sky level of other primitive spaces, so there's only one possibility left——

Fire in the backyard!

In this special and tense period, the occurrence of such a thing will definitely add insult to injury and cause unimaginable consequences.

Can hunt Phoenix song, the strength of the other side must be very strong, is in the days of precipitation for many years.

So who would it be?

Does he have a grudge against Fengge?

No. 1 used his own magic power to calculate, but they did not calculate any information about the murderer.

Immersed in cultivation, ye Zichuan has no idea of the ups and downs of the outside world.

He was addicted to cultivation, and the mystery and code of mother Qi made him deeply intoxicated.

He didn't even use his time to accelerate. He felt that many, many years had passed.

The parent gas has its own time effect, and has led Ye Zichuan through one generation after another, one era after another.

No matter how brilliant and dark that era is, motherhood exists as always, silently watching all this happen without any change.

The root of mother Qi lies quietly in his palm, always keeping the form of up to three mother Qi, never increasing or decreasing.

Finally, after a long time, ye Zichuan's body has changed.

With a click, his body split.

Then, a body falls off, just like a cicada in molting, an old body is shed off, falls to the ground, and then turns into dust to dissipate, and the energy inside is absorbed.

What is exposed is a strong and perfect body, without any defects. Every part is carefully carved, like a work of art, with both beauty and power.

Spitting out a white breath like a dragon and snake, ye Zichuan opened his eyes, without any dazzling light, only mild and calm, dark and ordinary.

He pointed out that more than 30 million years had passed.

In this way, it has been nearly 40 million years since the world war broke out.

However, in the process of refining mother gas, he felt that the time was longer than this, I don't know how many times, and it was longer than any time he closed the door.

Mother Qi's sense of eternal vicissitudes, as if let him go through countless times, throughout the whole ancient history.

In the palm of my hand, there are three parent gases on the root of the parent gas source, two of which have just formed and are still gradually condensing.

Over the years, his refining speed is very slow, because he has been understanding the mystery of mother Qi, so he has only refined six ways.

The sum of the six mother spirits made him transform once and take another step forward.

"I'm not far away from the later stage. If there are nine floors, it should be around the sixth floor now."

This is a terrible speed of evolution. No one in the sky class has evolved faster than him, breaking the record of six worlds.

The power and mystery of mother Qi are beyond imagination. It is something that all heaven level yearn for, but it is difficult to obtain, and can not be met.

"Cang Yan is only one or two stories at most. Li Xuan should be four or five stories. As long as I am careful, I should be able to run across the six realms."

However, for the sake of safety, he still plans to continue to shut down and strive to transform himself once, reaching the seventh or even eighth floor!

What's more, his understanding of motherhood can gradually change his genes and become the most primitive force.

"Yes? Did someone come to me? "

Ye Zichuan felt something. Many years ago, he was summoned.

But he was too deep to notice.

"Like... Number one? What is he looking for? "

Ye Zichuan was deeply puzzled.

Number one seems to communicate with him through the consciousness space of Creator.

Ye Zichuan's heart read a move, then the scene of the past reappeared, No. 1's words also sounded in his mind.

"Fengge has fallen."

Just the first sentence, let Ye Zichuan stay on the spot.

"It's Hongmeng's heavenly hand. Be careful."

"Now I don't know who the murderer is, and I don't know why he did it to Fengge."

"I suspect it's the enmity of the Xuantian era."

That's what number one left behind.

After listening to all the words, ye Zichuan's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and a frightening cold light flashed in his eyes.

Fengge once played for them on the Tongtian column and was kind to him.

He can't just sit by.

What are you doing? Who could it be?

"The enmity of the Xuantian era?"

One is such speculation, ye Zichuan suddenly thought of something, pupil suddenly contracted.

"Gods! "Worm Li

It's them!

Ye Zichuan immediately associated with these two people.

The two men were originally members of the six departments of Xuantian, but they even controlled each other because of a treasure involving yuan level mystery.

But in the end, they were respected by Xuantian and had to hibernate. They never came out.

After many years, from the era of Xuantian to now, I don't know how many Yanji, have they recovered?

Thinking of the grudge between himself and these two people, ye Zichuan's eyes became very cold.

"It seems that it's time to clear all the cause and effect."

"If it's you, I don't mind taking you on the road."

There is no possibility of reconciliation between him and the two.

Ye Zichuan grew up, gathered up his mother's roots and left his cave.