Chapter 1078

No fairy looks at the old man in front of him, in the shackles, white hair, wrinkles, loose skin, wrapped in bones, skinny, as if there is no flesh and blood.

She looks at the old man and knows the identity of the old man.

The father of Bai Niangu, the last sacred god of the sacred gods, is said to have been buried three thousand years ago, and the secluded godland mourns the country.

No fairy feels that his pores are upside down, and a cool air is constantly infiltrating into the skin.

She is not the first time to come to this Sacred Mountain, two years, this is almost the seventh time she has arrived at Sacred Mountain.

There are no more than a hundred sacred bones, but in front of this old man, the previous generation of sacred gods, white Cangyang body, can not feel a little bone aura.

However, as long as it is a bone, she can feel the aura, and thus Dao Enlightenment.

But in the white Cangyang, no fairy can not detect the slightest bone aura.

In front of the white Cangyang, obviously ready without life force, already fallen.

In the heart of the fairy, there is a trace that makes her horrible thoughts, that is, this white Cangyang is still alive.

Alive! ?

It’s not the first time that there is such a thought, but every time it rises, she is scattered.

How can it be!

How can a dead Supreme still be alive?

Is it possible Is the secret technique of the resurrection? This is even more impossible, and the comparison with white Cangyang is even more incredible.

No fairy looks at the white Cangyang, there is a trace of doubt in the eyes, more confused.

She has an urge to open this cockroach and she has to find out.

“Taro, what are you doing?” Suddenly, a voice rang, and the palm of the hand was slightly stunned, and immediately recovered, with the hand behind.

She turned to look at the old Daoist, “Old Daoist Priest, what are you doing here?”

Old Daoist Priest looks strange and looks like no fairy. “I said you witch, you should not be the coffin to dig people? tch tch tch, old Daoist Priest. I often hear that the Holy Devils are magic, but the devil There is also Demon Dao, this kind of digging of the grave, it is really devastating, contrary to Demon Dao of the Holy Devils.”

The appearance of the fairy-tale is not cold at the moment, she is rude to the old Daoist Priest. “A liar, dare to say good words?”

“I see, the old Daoist Priest. You are in a banned way. The time spent in the banned dungeon is too short. After the ancestral mausoleum of the Emperor Xuanzu, this Saintess invited you to stay in the magical prison of the Holy Devils Palace for a while. “No fairy filled with sneer, the more cold in the eyes.”

The old Daoist Priest changed slightly, and quickly waved his hand, 讪said with a laugh: “Saintess is polite, old Daoist Priest, I don’t like to enter the Holy Magic Temple.”

Said, his eyes also fell on the white Cangyang.

“This is the father of Bai Niangu, the supreme of the previous generation of Xuan Xuan Shenguo.” He looked at the coffin and said: “Old Daoist Priest I want to understand the prohibition, don’t bother me!”

No fairy cold snorted, no more words.

She looked at the white Cangyang, and there was still a lingering heart in her heart.

The old Daoist Priest has evolved a Divine Ability to see the ban on the white Cangyang.

There is no centipede back a hundred meters, the actual Seal Arts, the stone into a bed, sitting on it.

In her million bones, more than two hundred sacred bones have not fully realized success, but they are branded in the heart.

In the absence of immortal cultivation, she appeared behind her phenomenon, and behind her, more than sixty white bones emerged.

More than two hundred sacred bones, but now there are more than sixty.

The 10,000 bones of her cultivation are extraordinary. They can understand the bones of the world, and the bones are not weak. The ordinary cultivator wants to cultivate, which is almost impossible.

These sixty white bones are like a fairy, and today, more than two hundred bones, plus the previous nine thousand bones, nine thousand two hundred bone bones condense.

When she had only a white bone left behind her, she was ready to cross the edge of Dao Fusion.

After all, it is the Nascent Soul True Monarch, how can it compare with a supreme?

Although the bones of the sacred bones are famous, in fact, the people who cultivated this cultivation technique, in Dao Fusion Realm, almost chose to refine the bones, and then melted into the bones and touched the Grand Dao reincarnation.

No fairy cultivation, a glimpse of the sky, do not care.

He is old and he doesn’t know how long he is, and he is a very thick person. He won’t be angry with no fairy.

The virtual turn of the head to look at that white Cangyang, “I don’t know the secret of this last sacred god, what is the prohibition of the array!”

During this time, he saw too many bans, but as he learned from inheritance, he did not change his ancestors, and realized so many bans, array, he was taking its bustling and watching its core.

His array cultivation base is now leaps and bounds, and in the past three years, even the immediate touch has reached the threshold of breakthrough.

But the trepidation feels always worse, so I dare not slack off.

If it can breakthrough in the tomb of the Emperor Xuanzu, then he risked the risk of encountering Bai Niangu and the death of the palace, and it is worth it.

He realized the prohibition, and both hands continued Congealing Secret Art, and there were flawed rays of light in his hands. In this ray of light, it was a path of Array Mark. These Array Marks have no rules, and they are not even a great array. The illusion seems to be random.

However, if Qin Xuan sees it, he will surely find that Tianchen’s time as… is actually in the creation.

Heaven is a sect of the immortal, and the known great array is more than a thousand, but now, he has to actively create an array.

The illusion is very clear, the array of immortal inheritance, and ultimately the great array created by myself.

Every Grandmaster, in the direction of the array, walked to Peak’s presence, who is not in the hands of his own great array, unique.

Others, who are ultimately others, are immortalizations, and may not be as good as the great array they created.

The most important thing is that Qin Xuan was awakened by the action of Qin Xuan’s breaking the great array. The array left by his Master. In today’s Culture World, there are many arrays that have cracks. He doesn’t know how Qin Xuan is. I learned about the array of his previous cultivation, but if there are enemies like Qin Xuan, then he can live alive?

The array of repairs is broken, what power can be used?

Compared with Magic Force, Divine Ability, can he compare with the Supreme Talent of Culture World?

The emptiness of the fresh heart is sentimental. After being smashed by Qin Xuan, the idea of ​​creating an array will rise.

He has a wild vision in his heart, wants to create a unique array, such as his Master, leaving a great array, even if it is a fairy, the people of the next generation, still can not be broken.

It is a pity that it is difficult to learn from the competition.

For two years and years, Tianxu has been observing for a long time, but it is still only a silhouette, and even the shadow of the array has never emerged.

Tianxu took back the shackles. Suddenly, he reached out and pointed to the ban on the white Cangyang.

“This prohibition, if it touches this point, it should not touch anything.” Heaven shows a smile, some confidence, he has a little experience, not the first time.

A little spirit fell on the prohibition, in an instant, the roar of the ban, the awakening of no fairy, looking to the heavens.

“Old Daoist Priest, what the hell are you doing!” No fairy was a little angry and glared at him.

Tiangui turned his head and quickly said: “Nothing, test feelings that’s all, only the sound, will not touch the power of the ban!”

Just as he spoke, Tianxu seemed to see the stagnation of the immortality, especially the pupils, which gave birth to fear, as if they were alive, in fact, it was the soul of the genuine who saw Soul. So eclipsed.

Tianxu had some doubts and turned his head, looking at the eyes of the immortal.

Suddenly, the blood on his face faded away in a flash, and the sky looked at the white Cangyang, slightly opening his mouth, and the cold sweat of the beans appeared on his forehead.

I saw the wrinkled face of Bai Cangyang, the closed eyes, I do not know when the open opened a trace gap, then, the gap is getting bigger and bigger, revealing the complete scorpion of white Cangyang.

This already buried, no life force, the entire ink cloud star knows the last one of the sacred gods of the Supreme Emperor.

Live!

Inside the Emperor Xuanzu’s Mausoleum, there is actually one…

Live to the supreme!