"Come."
Huang Qi beckoned to a 70,000-meter bee-headed man. It was a male, the patriarch of the bee-headed man. Huang Qi was his ancestor, so he naturally respected him very much.
It's perfect to start with him.
"Use your hand to hold his forehead." Huang Qi said to Li Tianming.
Li Tianming had nothing to fear, he came down to the 70,000-meter bee-head man, Li Tianming is now close to 20,000 meters, not much younger than him.
Of course, his palm is pressed between the guy's two huge compound eyes, which is still a bit pocket-sized.
Immediately afterwards, Huang Qi moved behind Li Tianming, stretched out a finger, and touched Li Tianming's back.
"Don't use the Celestial Star to resist, this process requires me to use my power to stimulate the relics of order, absorb the eternal life curse on him, and help him transform." After Huang Qi finished speaking indifferently, he raised his eyebrows and asked Li Tianming, "You Shouldn't you be afraid?"
"I'm afraid of your ball."
After Li Tianming finished speaking, three white clouds of soul flew out of his body, settled in Huang Qi's body, and entered the original shackles again.
It was three Xiaoliu.
They settled in it, and they could give Huang Qi a heavy blow at any time... Li Tianming didn't want to be brave, so he found an opportunity for this guy to be safe when it should be safe.
When the three Xiaoliu came in, Huang Qi gritted his teeth, stared and scolded: "I'm really cowardly and afraid of death."
But neither did she.
Just like that, she put her finger on Li Tianming's back, and a thick eternal force poured into Li Tianming's body, entering the bottomless pit of neutron particles, causing Li Tianming's divine body to turn like a millstone.
Boom boom boom!
This rotation caused the bee-headed man to let out a cry of pain, his body trembled, and a raging light erupted from his body, and the eternal source force formed a boundless vortex, spinning on his body.
Under the changes of the relics of order, his power is undergoing transformation.
The most important thing is that Li Tianming can feel that there is a dark imprint on his body, which converges towards the bottomless pit on Li Tianming's body, and is finally swallowed by the bottomless pit.
"It's done."
Huang Qi let go of his hand.
Li Tianming also let go of his hand.
"Hehe..."
The bee-headed man panted heavily, and rolled to the side, his body was still like a whirlpool, undergoing power transformation.
Li Tianming didn't consume much, he stretched his body, turned to Huang Qi and said, "Next."
"Slow down."
Huang Qi took a deep breath, the mountain trembled before Li Tianming's eyes, setting off waves.
"Speaking of which, can't you cover it up?" Li Tianming rolled his eyes and said.
"Hate."
Only then did Huang Qi's fine golden black long skirt appear. The long skirt was in the shape of stripes and was formed by the condensing of her strength. It was very close-fitting and naturally showed off her delicate figure.
"It's more like a bee." Li Tianming said.
"It's none of your business, you don't say anything." Huang Qi complained.
Apparently, she's back to the way she was before.
"I have no feeling for bugs." Li Tianming glanced at her, "Okay, stop talking nonsense, next one."
"snort."
In a blink of an eye, half a day passed.
In front of Li Tianming, the forty-nine immortal patriarchs had all been transformed. They were lined up in front of Li Tianming, still feeling the changes in their bodies. They were looking forward to going to the Star Market more and more.
"If I want all the immortals to go to the Star Market to help out, do I need such a transformation?" Li Tianming asked.
"Hehe." Huang Qi smiled, but didn't answer.
"Smug fart, I have plenty of time to deal with you."
After all, Li Tianming picked up Zizhen again, let Ye Lingfeng open the way, took him, Huang Qi, and the forty-nine immortal patriarchs, and escaped into the alien world, wandering in this bizarre world .
...
Go to Star Market.
Ghost Slayer Furnace.
Xuanyu Divine Tower!
This black good fortune star source is very close to the main star of this star furnace, 'Ghost Slayer'!
The ghost destroying moral star is the base of a branch of the moral gods. The entire ghost killing star furnace is the territory of the moral gods. Then control each of the star sources of good fortune!
The elites must all be in the universe-level world!
However, in recent times, those descendants of Yan and Huang who escaped from the ruins city and left their status as slaves rose up quietly for no reason, and somehow took down the fortune-level worlds one by one!
Including the Xuanyu Divine Tower, which is the closest to Ghost Slayer Daodexing!
Hundreds of good fortune-level worlds, all fell!
As one of the eight gods, how can you bear it?
They didn't wait for a few days, and finally got an order from the Emperor Star, and they all went to the world of the Star Ruins and Universes, and together they attacked the Creation-level world, killed the slave rebels, and regained control of Xingtian!
Although the boundary cores of those fortune-level worlds were taken away by the slave rebels, there are backup boundary cores in the universe-level worlds!
As a result, batches of Zhoushen's armies, with backup realm cores, pressed on those creation-level worlds.
Among them, Xuanyu Divine Tower, which is the closest to Ghost Slayer Daodexing, naturally bears the brunt.
On the surface of this deep, dark, ten-fold dark star-like Xuanyu Divine Tower, there is a dark and cold storm wave formed by the Xuanyu protective barrier!
Boundless, raging starry sky!
The star guardian enchantment has been opened, and it will inevitably attack the invading ghosts and gods.
At this time, tens of thousands of ghosts and gods Zhoushen from the Ghost Slayer Daode star appeared in the sky above the mysterious jade tower.
The tens of thousands of meters above the gods brought a strong sense of oppression, but they did not attack directly, but gathered together and looked at this good fortune world indifferently.
"Activate the spare boundary core first, disintegrate the power of the barrier, and then wipe out these lowly slaves!"
The voices of moral gods and ghosts, declared indifferently.