Chapter 1646

"Let's understand."

The living practitioners in Jielu God's room took the "Tao" before leading, so they all took the time to understand after escaping the disaster.

This kind of phenomenon, they also met before entering the world furnace, but they could not understand it.

But now, it can!

Moreover, everyone still has a thousand years' safety period, so they are all seizing the time.

In the millennium, we will strive to improve our strength and survive in this chamber without being eliminated.

"All work hard, here is either life or death, there is no other choice."

Thousands of holy sons, looking at the only remaining holy sons, also shook their heads and sighed.

There are more than 300 holy sons on our side. They are so little left to die. The younger generation of Qianfeng is dead!

"Well, practice it all."

Kong Mu also said to the crowd.

The big black rat, the companion day saint and others all began to practice.

Strive to survive in a thousand years.

... time passes day by day, and I don't feel time at all when practicing. Kong Mu deduces the Dharma, understands the Dharma, studies the holy Dharma, and hates that time passes too fast.

Nine hundred years later, kongmu suddenly felt the vibration of the talisman in his body. He was very happy. This was a sign of breakthrough!

Finally to break through to the seventh level of the supreme god!

"There are still 100 years left. I may not be able to break through. There is too little time."

It will take five hundred years to break through.

"Time pattern, it's up to you."

Kongmu's fingers connected around him. The law of time rippled out and gathered on kongmu.

Five times faster!

We must make a breakthrough in the millennium, so that we can have more assurance of living!

... "why can't we break through? It's been a long time since I stepped into level six. "

Disillusioned, the son was impatient.

Not only kongmu is eager to break through, others have similar ideas!

At this time, they don't have much means, because the mysterious power of Shenshi is too strong for people of their level to resist.

Therefore, only breakthrough can bring more vitality.

However, it is not so easy to break through the transition of life level?

Nine hundred years have passed since the death of the son, the son of the devil, and Yao Tong of xiaodonghai.

With only 100 years left, it is absolutely impossible to break through.

The supreme of Xianyuan is even more hopeless.

He is the supreme god of the eighth level, so he is very strong!

If you want to advance, it's not time at all. You need other aspects of understanding.

Like the law.

"Ma, it's too hard. Is this the Hunyuan rule? I'm afraid this is the law of chaos? "

Manshan Xingyi scolded and stood up angrily.

The others looked at him, their eyes flashing.

Yes, the Tao they absorbed saved their lives, but that's all.

It's not so easy to understand it.

Nine hundred years, there is only a little harvest, which is negligible.

"When did he set up the pattern of time?"

Manshan Xingyi uttered a voice of surprise and looked at Kong mu.

When he said that, others raised their heads.

Disillusioned son, life seizing son and others all look at each other with a frown.

This guy, even has the extra strength to arrange the time pattern?

They have only a thousand years to use all kinds of means to store the power of the stars, so that they can struggle for a longer time when the chamber of God is cleared.

But kongmu, it's time-consuming to arrange patterns?

Don't you want to live?

"I'd like to ask for a quick time. I'll wait for a change in the divine chamber one hundred years later to see if he will die." Disillusioned son had no scruples at all. He said it directly and was scolded by King Kong son and others.

"Disillusionment disillusionment, you are the first to be disillusioned." The rat opens one eye, sneers, and then closes it again.

"I don't know how your Lao Tzu taught you without the grace of a holy Son." The son of Daodi also made a satire.

"You seem to be quite idle. Why don't you let others evaluate you?" The son of death cut in.

The heavenly devil son also quarreled with Daodi son.

In the end, King Kong Shengzi and others wake up one after another from the cultivators and scold the disillusioned Shengzi.

Poor disillusioned son four, how can they equal so many mouths?

After a while, he was scolded out of breath, almost to death.

Xiaodonghai Yaotong and Manshan Xingyi look at each other and smile in their hearts. It's not easy for the four disillusioned saints to live until now. If they change a few people, even if they are not killed by Jielu, they will be angry by Kong Mu's saints.

Especially the big black rats, they have never seen such a cursing mouse.

"Even if you offend Kong mu, you can't offend the mouse." Xiaodonghai Yaotong thought to himself.

"Want to advance? There is no door

"Only a hundred years left. Do you think Kong mu can step into the seventh level of the Supreme God with his time?"

Disillusioning the son, they changed their strategy and began to bombard kongmu.

Kong Mu is also very good at language attack, but now he is practicing and can't hear it at all.

But the rats were there. They were not happy when they heard that these people dared to look down on Kong mu.

"It's so cheap. What does it matter to you that people use time patterns? You can use it if you have the ability, son of a bitch? "

"Come on, let rat see what level of time pattern you can arrange?"

"Son of a bitch, shut up to Mr. mouse, or Mr. mouse will blow your head!"

The big black rat scolded more and more vigorously. At last, he just stood up, pinched his waist and pointed to the disillusioned son. He was a shrew. He was stunned by them.

"It's silly to disillusion the son. Rats are bored. They are playing with rats." Longlian said quietly.

The saint nodded, indeed.

There are only a hundred years left. No gains will be gained from further cultivation, but you can't stare, can you?

You have to have some fun.

"If Kong mu can step into the seventh level of the Supreme God, will you screw your head off and kick the rat as a ball?" When the rats saw the disillusioned son, they stopped talking, pretended to be dead one by one, and began to provoke again.

On the forehead of the disillusioned son, the green tendons jump straight. His eyes sweep through kongmu, and he doesn't notice the breath of the seventh level supreme God.

There's no sign of promotion.

"If Kong Mu is not promoted, you can sew your stinky mouth to me with needle and thread." The disillusioned son spoke, and his voice almost came out of his teeth. He was very angry.

"Ha ha, rat is ready to kick with your head." The big black rat didn't accept the words of the disillusioned son at all. He was not angry either. He clapped his hands and laughed. He was angry.

Even with the sun saints, their eyes rolled and their faces were speechless.

... a hundred years has passed. Now, it's only three days away from the change of the divine chamber.

"Can you reach the seventh level of the Supreme God in three days? Hold up the rat and wait to sew up your stinky mouth Disillusioned son sneers.

The rat ignored him, just rubbing the soles of his feet and kicking. Do it while aiming at the head of the disillusioned son.

“！！！”

Seeing this, the disillusioned son is full of black lines, NIMA's