Chapter 179： Take the place of God

"Ningdan."

The people around me glanced at each other.

In the tribe, Xu Younian tells everyone, "The path that Daojun passed down for the soul is to open up the path of inner space, and human consciousness lives in this inner space, but it cannot be condensed, but only as the living space becomes larger. And become stronger."

"This is quantitative change. The quantity is increasing, but it is not qualitative change."

So, he had such an idea:

Since the demon clan can open spiritual wisdom in such a rich sea-consciousness space, can one use this high-concentration energy to recognize the sea space, compress the energy soul, and transform the soul.

This may be the real use of maritime space.

So, he tried to rotate the high-energy thick sea-consciousness space into a vortex, and finally the energy condensed on his soul, gradually becoming a golden energy pill...

The human races around throbbed, "This is the Soul Condensation Method?"

Someone couldn't help but ask, "Can the ancestors move this soul Jindan to other people's sea of ​​knowledge and occupy their bodies? Just like the demon form?"

After all, the ancestor's body is now broken, and it's almost gone.

He carried all the cultivation practices of the entire human race monks, and the space for understanding the sea was almost shattered.

The imaginary year kept coughing up blood, but shook his head and said: "It is impossible, the demon clan can occupy people's knowledge of the sea because of the real body, and my Jindan body is an energy soul body, and it is not tolerant of other people's knowledge of the sea. Can't survive."

Another three years.

The human race gradually returned to peace, but the wounds could not be erased.

At that time, the strength of the ancient monks of the major human races gathered on the ancestors, and the cultivation was exhausted, and it soon turned into old age and decay.

The ancestral imaginary space of the sea can't bear so much power. After the war, he almost dyed. He coughed up blood every day, and walking needed help.

The human race has reached the end of the crossbow.

Another ten years passed.

In the life span of 30 to 40 years of the human race, the ancient monks of that era were completely lost, and now they are all old and dead.

Only the imaginary year was alone in the human tribe.

The nine sun gods in the sky are still calm, continue to run their own blame, from time to time looking at the whole land, waiting for the death of the imaginary year.

"How can the ancestors not die? The breath of the day is almost weak to the point of disappearing..."

"He held his breath, but where is the use?"

"Look how long he will hold back."

....

The ancient gods in the sky sneered.

But another five years have passed.

The mountain range is green, and there is a voice of extreme joy from the Changyang Mountain, "Ha ha ha, success, finally success!"

The woodcutter who went up the mountain to cut wood every day has also grown a lot over the years. "We finally succeeded?"

"Yes."

Tiantu laughed, this head was beautifully handled by an axe, and he cut an inch, "I opened up the immortal medicine, you can now integrate into my body."

She whispered secretly, "Life in this world comes with the first gene. It is not easy to develop the second gene. Over the years, they have been allowed to collect and walk through the herbs and give me research..."

In fact, in just ten years, it is very difficult to manufacture new second gene pharmacy. The reason why it appears now is that this gene expansion pharmacy is modeled after the pharmacy of Alchemist.

Because the most critical alternative to "Phoenix Blood" was found!

Many ancient gods here seem to be a weakened version of Phoenix Blood, which can be easily refined and purified.

In front of us stood a few strangely shaped humans.

It has six feet and four wings, black scales all over the body, a headed beast, and two green snakes in its ears.

Tiantu looked at the group of people in front of him, "You all Wu Ma, have inherited my strength, strong body, strong recovery, and they are almost undead, but you need to hide and practice to make the clan attract attention in the front.. ."

A little uneasy around.

Tiantu smiled and was inspiring. "Come and follow me. The history of mankind is a history of fighting against nature, an anthem of courage! Overthrow evil...Overthrow ancient gods! Death cannot crush our spine and destroy us. Torso!"

Another fifteen years later.

Nine ancient sun gods in the sky vaguely appeared impatient.

"There is another change in heaven, and I will go to heaven again."

The imaginary year has turned into a white-haired old man, shaking, barely supporting himself.

"father."

Beside, several descendants of the heirs, including Xu Wentu, kept talking.

After the retreat of Daojun, Heaven Realm was gradually controlled, and the priesthood that Tu Tu was in charge of Tiantiao was also withdrawn for some reason.

"Father, please bring our cultivation behavior." They hesitated and opened their minds.

The empty old body sat on the hide and looked at these children in peace.

And a new generation of tribal heroes have appeared in front of them, "Please take us."

The old imaginary years looked at them calmly.

Every one here is a genius, even a few talents are not inferior to him, just them...

time is too short.

"Old man, you are here again."

In Jianmuli, a quiet sigh came.

She did not expect that the strong beast-skinned human sitting on the futon together would have come to this day.

"Mother Ivy." The empty old body slowly walked to heaven, step by step, expressing the vicissitudes of emotion, "You are the only ancient **** different..."

Jian Mu was silent for a while, and suddenly a catkin fell on him. "Go back, you shouldn't have died so fast.... Take away a part of my body, it belongs to you, and will allow you to find a way to become stronger."

The virtual year was stunned, and the catkins were taken in, stunned, and turned around.

Another three years.

There was a breakthrough in the imaginary year, and again he went to heaven, his head full of thick white hair dancing wildly, sitting in front of the Sun Temple.

"I sit here for a month, and I only have to go out for a sun duty."

"Bold!!"

"Every human race, also dare to offend the innate ancient gods who live with heaven and earth!"

"Human ancestors are empty for years, you are too presumptuous, and you have absorbed the power of the entire human race...." Jin Wu, the crown prince Long Hong sneered, gloomy, staring at the old man in front of him.

In front of him, the withered old man was covered with clouds and mist, and there was a hollow in his eyes.

As if it were a dead body.

According to their speculation, as long as ten years ago, the imaginary year should have died.

His knowledge of the sea has absorbed the cultivation of the entire human race, the space of knowledge of the sea is fragmented, and I don’t know what will be used to support it to this day, and even absorb it for the second time.

"You can't do it anymore."

"Can't stop us from taking the human race as slaves and building the ancient heaven..."

Nine Jinwu rushed forward, erupting endless light and fire, the whole heaven was shaking.

Rumble!

After a while, the entire Sun Temple was covered with blood.

The imaginary year continued to return from the sky, a large area of ​​coughing up blood, sitting in the tribe, calming the people around.

"Human Ancestor..."

"Human Ancestor..."

Xu Younian was silent for a while, and looked around calmly: "The reason why I can return is Jianmu Dimu, and gave me a hint, I stepped out of Ningdan! Another step for the human race!"

Xu Younian slowly opened up her knowledge of the sea, and the golden ball, which was almost broken, had disappeared.

Instead, it was built of a tree, standing in the sea of ​​mist and fog, as if to open up the earth and hold up the whole piece of heaven and earth, "This is the Yuanshen, Yuanshen can have 10 million forms.... Jianmu Yuanshen."

There was a tremor around.

Condensed Jindan, turned into Yuanshen?

Someone couldn't help but ask, "Why is Yuanshen the shape of Jianmu?"

"I found that consciousness must not be rootless duckweed, and there must be physical sustenance, so my soul Jindan, parasitic on a branch of Jianmu, with Jianmu as the primordial god, hidden in the sea of ​​knowledge, day by day Hammering and refining... This primal **** can improve soul cultivation, or it can be a treasure of the future, and come out to attack others."

soul?

The ultimate treasure?

The people around were shocked.

Xu Younian calmly said: "I used to think that since the ancient deity turned human form, with human being as the body, and the body as the primal spirit... Then why can't we human beings reverse it? Taking them as the primal spirit?"

The surroundings shuddered fiercely, as if opening a new world.

"So, I chose Jianmu."

The virtual year: "The ancient gods obliterated the consciousness of mankind, occupied the human body, and acted as the primordial **** in the sea of ​​knowledge~www.novelhall.com~ Then we would erase the consciousness of the ancient gods and included them in the sea of ​​knowledge as their primordial **** !"

Can people kill ancient gods and turn them into primitive gods? !

A thunder sounded from the crowd around me!

This is no longer the relationship between people being hunted by ancient gods, but people and ancient gods can hunt each other.

The human race is the body, lacking primitive spirit.

The ancient **** is the primal god, lacking the body.

The Void Year calmly said: "In this way, we can kill the major ancient gods, Thor, Dianmu, and even nine suns, as our own primitive gods... I use Jianmu as the primitive god, and open up a volume "Jianmu Kaitian Jing", taking Jianmu as its own soul, repaired to the highest, can be turned into a tree in Kaitian, swallowing the spirit of heaven and earth, and the fighting power is infinite, for your reference."

Speaking of this, Xu Younian unfolded an animal skin scroll and handed it to everyone.

He couldn't help raising his head slowly,

"Our knowledge of the sea can hold the ancient gods of heaven and earth. Even as long as we kill the sun and obliterate the consciousness of the sun, Jindan is integrated into it, and it is a sun god. The sacrifice is the magic weapon of this life, and the sun priest is in charge and replaces it!"

Can even kill the sun to replace the innate god?

The people around were trembling, and an incredible thought couldn't stop sprouting.

The Void Year calmly said: "At this point, I have established the Orthodoxy for the human race! Human race practice, when there is Ningdan and the Yuanshen.... The human race should also have the'Milao Tianda Zhenjing'! There are nine days, only nine people can kill cultivation!"

It was like a thunderbolt in the sunny day!

In the Moon Palace.

Luna is cooking the laurel tree in the pavilion, and the long-gold Crown Prince Long Hong sits cross-legged and suddenly opens his eyes: bad!

"What!?" Luna was startled.

Long Hong stood up and paced back and forth, "People want to cut the sky, take the place of the ancient **** and replace it, run the heaven and earth system, and the ancient **** will come!"