Chapter 212

In front of this scene, Chenghao understood that Lin Xi should be looking back to time with the great gods of time, and restored the scene at that time. Only this hand of Shentong, Cheng Hao admitted that he could not do it.

Today, he may have some accomplishments in space, but for time, he has not even felt the fur. For the rule of time, perhaps only to achieve the strength of the third-order emperor, can he be qualified to touch it.

There are various mysterious patterns of the great emperor array in the valley, which are spread all over the killing machine. If you don't understand the array, even the emperor on the seventh floor of Sendai will have death or not.

Chenghao dare not to be careless, directly opened the left eye of the divine, from the great array pattern to find the new road, the leader of Longma and he Shouwu, slowly towards the depth of the Wanlong mountains.

Chenghao is slow to walk, because as long as the road deviation is a little bit, he can never turn over. In his left eye, only one lamb intestine path is feasible, tortuous and complicated, and other paths are all dead paths!

Suddenly he looked a little, and in a stone forest in the valley ahead, he saw a man sitting on a piece of jade, with a solemn treasure and a dazzling of the immortal Qi.

In its body, a wisp of terror of the Qi sent out people, each of which is more than ten thousand Jun, like a piece of demon mountain oppression.

This pressure can be ignored directly for Chenghao, but Longma and he Shouwu are enemies, and they are close to Chenghao, afraid that the other party will suddenly take his hand.

"Don't worry, this man has already died!"

The person in front of us, judging by the Qi machine emitted from his body, was a six-layer immortal in Xiantai before his life. Unfortunately, the spirit had already disappeared and had no spirit breath.

There is a lamp in the body of the great saint. It is full of vitality and vitality. It is that it is puffing the immortal light, making the body seem to have life.

But Chenghao did not mean to receive the lamp at all. Although he was only a few feet away from the man, Chenghao dared not go forward.

Only this winding path in Chenghao's left eye is a safe route. Other areas will die if they enter the road. This great sage is the best lesson. He was killed here in plain white.

A great saint treasure is not worth Chenghao to take the risk of being killed by the array of emperor to hard rush for treasure.

Shaking their head, Chenghao and his people continued to walk slowly. Along the way, they met three dead saints, one by one, and the third only had a bone and a little blood. Only the immortal Qi machine was still slowly spreading out, indicating that there was a great saint who had died here.

As the deep valley, the killing of the stabbing strike, dragon horse muscle bulged, the muscles and veins bulged up, the old Heshouwu is even more depressed, and makes a cry.

Chenghao had to support a layer of golden blood shield on several people to block the killing intention of the assassinate from the surrounding area. Otherwise, it will not take long for Longma and Heshouwu to explode and die.

Suddenly, Chenghao's eyes were coagulated, because not far ahead of him, in a heap of rocks, he saw a broken body, hundreds of white bone blocks and bright red and dazzling blood all shining. The great killing machine was just the blood and white bone pieces!

"The dead of the emperor!" Chenghao can't help but blurt out.

"What, is that the emperor He Shouwu and Longma are all shocked, which is hard to believe.

"Oh, this place is so terrible, master, let's leave quickly. Even the emperor is dead here. If one is not done well, we will have to destroy the whole army!" Longma is afraid. If Cheng Hao does not allow it, he has long run back.

But the emperor, the means of heaven, can compete with heaven and earth for creation, how many people can there be in ancient and modern times? It can be called the existence of ancient and modern, but so the tragic death here, how can not let people be surprised?

Chenghao shook his head and didn't mean to leave. He is not too fond of the treasures here, but for the immortal place, it must be seen in the past. He has a kind of premonition, where, perhaps Lin Xi will leave his information.

"The great, the tower in front of us, is it the legendary god mark purple gold?"

Before they left, he Shouwu pointed to a purple Pagoda with purple light on the front, and asked with a trembling voice.

For Chenghao, this old Heshouwu does not know what the strength of each other is. But along the way, Chenghao breaks down many God arrays, and finds the only vitality in the valley with the pattern of the great emperor array. Therefore, he Shouwu subconsciously regards Cheng Hao as the existence of the great emperor.

For the old Heshouwu, Cheng Hao also did not refute, although he is not the great now, but it is also early and late to become the great. This confidence, he still has.

In the direction of he Shouwu, Chenghao and Longma looked at them. They saw a purple tower half a meter high on the road ahead, quietly standing there, like the ancient blue sky falling, vicissitudes and atmosphere, and the flow of gas machine.

Dragon horse knows goods, subconsciously wants to rush forward, snatch the purple pagoda, but he just ran forward a few steps, then he stopped sweating.

This is a dead land full of killing machines. If you rush forward, you will die even the emperor. The purple pagoda is not picked up in front of you. Maybe it is in the battle of the great emperor."If an embryo of a top-grade artifact is tempered and copied in the hands of the great emperor, maybe the power can exert the power of the inferior celestial artifact, I didn't expect to leave it here."

This purple pagoda is half a meter high. It was cast by the divine material that Cheng Hao could not name. However, there was no Dao pattern on it. It seems that the owner of the pagoda had just quenched it and died.

Sure enough, after a short walk, they saw a pile of flesh and blood. This is another body of the emperor to be. Obviously, the purple pagoda before was his.

With a wave of Cheng Hao's sleeve robe, he held the pagoda with great potential for growth in the future.

After a careful observation of the purple Pagoda in his hand, Cheng Hao points to a sword, and suddenly stabs his index finger and middle finger, and instantly stabs into the tower.

Hiss!

With Cheng Hao's fingers as the center, cracks spread from the purple pagoda.

however, as like as two peas were drawn from the tower, Cheng Hao's invisible force scattered from the pagoda. The pagoda seemed to have the ability to self repair and self repair. In a moment, the cracks and holes in the tower restored to their original state, which was the same as the original, flowing purple halo, and emitting the simple and vicissitudes of life.

"It's good. It's not hard, but it's resistant to grass, and it hasn't been branded with road patterns. It can be used as a divine material to integrate into my Haotian pagoda and improve the level of Haotian tower."

The Haotian pagoda flew out of the pagoda, and then sent out a force of sucking and pulling, and took the whole purple Pagoda in. Cheng Hao separated a part of the divine thoughts into the Haotian pagoda, and constantly made a series of decisions, and began to refine the purple pagoda.

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