Chapter 409

The white bone stove is suspended in the palm of Luochuan. Dark clouds are covered over the mouth of the stove, lightning and thunder, and thunder clouds turn into a circle of storm.

The absorbed white bones were rotated in the thunderstorm, quenched, melted, shrunk and reorganized until they gathered again in the thunderstorm into a new bone shape, ethereal, crystal white, and then fell into the white bone furnace.

Between three and four breaths, nearly 30% of the white bone creatures on the sea were sucked into the thunderstorm and fell into the white bone furnace after reorganization. These white bone creatures are fierce beasts above the second level of infanticide, and their bones are taken from the powerful existence on the extraterritorial empty battlefield, and then quenched by thunderstorms and storms.

"It turns out that the White Bone Magician melted the white bone magic frame he refined into a mark and hid it in the white bone stove. The method of body mark? This method is novel, and there is not much explanation in the memory of Jiulong Jun."

Luo Chuan's four Taoist ideas flew into the white bone stove, while monitoring the integration of the little black pig and the white bone magic frame, while studying the techniques of the White Bone Magician in refining the white bone magic frame in the past.

The White Bone Magician comes from the blissful emperor Jiatian and is an emperor in the heaven. The blissful emperor Jiatian, like the great sorrow and cold heaven that imprisoned the ancient snake, has formed its own realm in the nine celestial realms and has independent inheritance.

The technique of the White Bone Demon master to refine the Dharma body into a mark is also the method that the blissful emperor Jiatian does not spread.

Luo Chuan's heart moved, but he remembered the skeleton of Qin devil's father and Miao Yutian Jun.

In the foreign battlefield, when the body of Qin demon's ancestor was destroyed, Luo Chuan promised to reshape her body with the skeleton of Miao Yutian Jun in the future. Now I think that this skeleton of Miao Yutian Jun is not suitable for being a body. But if you refine it into a Dharma body mark, it's a good choice.

The creatures in the sea were sucked into the white bone stove, the sea water surged and overturned, and the wave was as high as the sky, like the sea and the deep mountain.

I don't know whether it is the fierce struggle of the white bone creatures or the great power of the white bone stove. The Sea separates a waterway from it and continues to gather on both sides. The sea water on both sides is getting higher and higher, and the sea water in the middle is getting shallower and shallower. I don't know how long it took, and the pale sea finally bottomed out.

At this time, if you look at the sea from the sky, you will see a wide undersea abyss and dense twisted runes on the surface of the undersea abyss!

Lu daoran, Qiu radical and 11 green immortals list experts were shocked by the spectacular scene in front of them. They stepped on the wave and drifted with the current, but their eyes stayed in the abyss at a depth of ten thousand feet.

They didn't find that not far behind them, Luo Chuan was floating straight in the air, holding the white bone stove in his left hand, holding a three Zhang green knife in his right hand, bowed his head and recited silently, and his long hair flew with the wind.

A light black line floats from Luochuan's double pupils. It is surrounded by life and death, like the tail of a dragon and snake!

"The fourth piece of ground keel is also the last piece of Tianmen Xuanshen skill... Without the memory instruction of Jiulong Jun, who would have guessed that it was the sixth floor of the seabed... The whole seabed!"

"In order to prepare the fourth piece of ground keel, how big a ground dragon did Jiulong Jun kill... Sure enough, he really killed the largest ground dragon in xuanhuangyuanye, the east of the sky."

Luo Chuan lowered his head and looked at the exposed "abyss".

At this moment, he had a further understanding of the layout of Jiulong Jun.

Jiulong Jun's layout is magnificent, but informal, far less exquisite than Li Xuangan. Luo Chuan used to think that the layout of Jiulong Jun was repeatedly cracked by Li Xuan because the millennium was too long to make any layout firm.

Until today, Luo Chuan realized that he was as rebellious as Jiulong Jun and didn't care if others interfered in his layout. Because he knows that even if the layout is different later, his ability is enough to put things right, turn the world around and straighten out the layout again.

Take the last piece of ground keel in front of you. Even if emperor Shijian Li Xuan feels close, he may not be able to find it.

Therefore, Jiulong Jun didn't care at all. As early as the first moment he set foot in Tiannan region, he had regarded the whole Tiannan region as something in his bag.

"If you understand this piece again, you can completely master the cultivation process of Tianmen Xuanshen."

As soon as Luo Chuan's eyes closed and opened, the wind, thunder, earth and fire four power ideas. The fire idea monitored the White Bone Magician. The tunnel idea learned the Dharma body mark of the White Bone Magician. The thunder idea flew out of the body and wandered around to protect the Dharma for him. The last wind idea went straight into the bottom of the sea and absorbed the fourth keel crazily.

Buzz!

In the whirling sky and earth, Luochuan seemed to return to the scene when he first opened the secret land of Tianmen in the black stone sand two years ago.

Although it was not the first time to browse that memory, Luo Chuan was still excited to see the young man open his eyes and paint.

There are gods three feet above the head, and the gate of heaven opens to the mysterious God.

When the congenital dark patterns were painted by the youth, the mountains and rivers were broken, the earth was flat and heavy, and the whole heaven and earth was uneasy and trembling.

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Over the sea, Luo Chuan's eyelids trembled, and the congenital dark lines in his pupils reorganized again and again from scattered to gathered.

Each reorganization seems to bring Luo Chuan to the edge of life and death, from life to death, and then from death to life, cycle after cycle.

Rao is Luochuan's state of mind, which has reached the state of "no scale in the heart mirror", but he is struggling on the edge of life and death again and again! Reincarnation in the realm of life and death! Sweat began to roll off his forehead, and his forehead was bulging with veins!

The process of cultivating the mysterious God of Tianmen is not forward, but backward. Not only the whole process, but also the cultivation process of every small realm.

One of the reasons for the scarcity of Tianmen friars is the "backtracking" during cultivation.

The process of backtracking is often accompanied by unpredictable crisis and danger. Every backtracking is a process of fighting with the morality of heaven and earth. If you relax and can't control it, you will fall short of success and fall into a cliff.

At this time, Luo Chuan is going through this process when he looks back on the morality of life and death.

I don't know how long it took, Luo Chuan's veins on his forehead gradually subsided, and his breathing gradually returned to normal.

"If life and death can be solved, why bother to practice. Life and death have always been the most troublesome problems in ancient and modern times. My first mysterious pattern is the mysterious pattern of life and death, which is too difficult. If I hadn't experienced too much life and death in cultivating nine death skill, I'm afraid it would be very hanging this time."

Luo Chuan whispered. The dark lines of life and death in his eyes gradually subsided, and his eyes looked brighter than ever before.

Above the Nianhai sea and under the Tianmen gate, the black real pill, which is very different from other Tianmen friars, rotates rapidly, and the whole body explodes with thunder and fire. The sky thunder is fierce, and the earth fire is raging. The Nianhai sea is like an oil pot, which is lit in an instant!

At this point, the mysterious God of Tianmen in Luochuan finally broke through to the fourth level of Zhendan and reached perfection! The radiation range of Tianmen idea also exceeds 300 Li!

The practice of the mysterious pattern of life and death has come to an end. Under the Tianmen gate and above the Nianhai sea, a new mysterious pattern is added next to the original mysterious pattern of life and death.

This black pattern is the causal black pattern that Luo Chuan realized in the immortal Mausoleum of the great Zhou Dynasty!

As long as you can understand the attack of cause and effect Xuanwen, Luochuan's Tianmen Xuanshen can break through to the first level of infanticide.

Then, in addition to understanding, the practice of the mysterious God of Tianmen needs huge resources. For Luochuan, it needs enough void origin.

Since entering the white bone prison hall, the little spider has also fallen into a deep sleep and can't get enough empty source immediately.

A dangerous smell penetrated into Luochuan's heart.

Through the thought of huodao, Luo Chuan saw the snow-white skeleton that occupied most of the world in the xumimustard world of the white bone stove.

White bones, Xumi boundary, youyou blood Sha pool.

At the moment when Luochuan realized the keel of the fourth piece of land, the white bone stove was quietly filled with blood and evil spirit, just like the scene that Luochuan was included in the white bone stove for the first time in the year when the peak was extinguished in the cave.

The snow-white skeleton sat on the blood evil spirit, and the bones of the whole body trembled slightly. In the rising blood evil spirit, he endured the sharp pain of Dharma body reorganization and quietly quenched the white bone Dharma body.

He was so careful and forbearing that he didn't want to disturb Luo Chuan.

When Luo Chuan regained his mind and thought, he was not depressed and angry. He raised his head from the bloody ghost and calmly stared at Luo Chuan's thought of fire.

While the white bone emperor looked at Luo Chuan, Luo Chuan was also observing him.

In addition to his magnificent and tall figure, the white bone emperor in front of him is not much different from the White Bone Magician in the former damiofeng cave in terms of body shape and appearance, that is, a white bone.

Although it was only a white skeleton, compared with the white skeleton magician at that time, the temperament of the white skeleton emperor in front of him had undergone earth shaking changes, calm as a mountain, calm as a glacier, and the cold of shooting in all directions was reflected in his eyes.

"If the emperor guessed right, the Dragon King has died in your hands."

At the first word, the white bone emperor said amazing things.

"How to say?" Luo Chuan's fire thought asked.

"The emperor Jiulong planned the Tiannan region with the idea of seeking refuge. With his temperament, he would never reveal the secrets of the Tiannan region to anyone, even if he passed them on. You know too much, so much that it is terrible. There is only one possibility, that is, you have obtained the divine memory of the emperor Jiulong." the white bone emperor said.

Luo Chuan looked at the white bone emperor thoughtfully and didn't deny: "after recovering all the divine wisdom, he really had a good idea."

"The emperor guessed right?" the white bone emperor shook his body and burst out a fierce look in his eyes. Then he raised his head and laughed heartily, and his bones creaked: "that's the Jiulong emperor who has been the first saint for thousands of years! Hahaha, the emperor died of laughter! One day, he will be robbed of the memory of divine wisdom by a small monk who broke down in the region!"

"You're not the same." Luo Chuan sneered: "bones, if you fight with Jiulong Jun in your heyday, what's the result?"

"I haven't played before. How can I know?"

"Three moves can survive?"

"You... If the emperor uses his secret skills and fights to the death, it will be 17 or 18 moves."

"Seventeen or eight moves?"

Luo Chuan glanced at the white bone emperor with an embarrassed look in his eyes: "at least ten of the seventeen and eight moves are exaggerated. You have also recovered to the fourth level of infanticide. If you continue to improve, you will inevitably break through the return to emptiness. Even if I have been broken into the mysterious pattern of life and death, I'm sure you will use your head. You'd better turn back to a little black pig."