"Click
With the sound of an explosion, the seal directly burst open. It is obvious that the seal is not integrated with the holy altar. Without accident, it should be added by the so-called Lord of the altar.
Because of this, Zhao Wude can easily break through a set of holy patterns.
Feeling the ancient atmosphere from the pavement, Zhao Wude and Xi Chensheng, staring down, the scene under the seal, at a glance.
I saw, in the huge cavity, a round black ball, almost occupied all the space. If you look at it carefully, there are countless strange lines engraved on the black ball.
"What the hell is this?" Xi Chensheng swallows a mouthful of foam and looks suspiciously at Zhao Wude.
"It's like an egg..." After a long silence, Zhao Wude murmured.
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One mile altar.
"I didn't die..." Liu Lang, in the void, looked down at the Lord of the altar holding the stele without heaven. For a moment, he couldn't believe it. But soon, Liu Lang realized what had happened.
Because, a few months ago, he had experienced the same thing.
At that time, Liu Lang was in the fight against the night of the demon lord, and his body was scattered by the palm of the demon lord night. But in a few seconds, Liu Lang rebuilt his body again. It was just a process of remolding his body. It was so fast that Liu Lang didn't even know what happened.
Later, Liu Lang asked Zhao Wude for advice on this matter.
According to Zhao Wude's analysis, Liu Lang is a man who has experienced the baptism of the supreme rule, and has transcended the starry sky and possessed the immortal body. However, Liu Lang is skeptical about Zhao Wude's analysis.
Now, it turns out, Zhao Wude is really right.
Liu Lang was very excited for a moment. In fact, he was more immortal than Zhao Wude. Zhao Wude had to take root and sprout, blossom and bear fruit. It took seven days for a process to go down. Moreover, after he survived, he had to start all over again.
And he only needs a few seconds, can be full of blood and blue, in situ resurrection.
This is simply a cockroach that can't be killed.
Liu Longlu, with his arm in arm, was about to go down to work with the Lord of the altar. However, after a long time of rolling, he found that he did not have an arm, let alone an arm. He did not have any parts that he could imagine.
"Why is it different from last time?"
Liu Lang is confused.
He tried to calm himself down and investigate again. Liu Lang found that his spirit was actually in one eye.
"Eyes of truth!"
Liu Lang is familiar with this eyeball.
Under Liu Lang's gaze, the meridians, bones, and flesh and blood around the real eye began to appear slowly.
"Remolding the body actually starts from the real eye." Seeing this scene, Liu Lang finally had a more sober understanding of his rebirth process.
"But why the real eye?" After shock, questions followed. Moreover, the reconstruction of the body is obviously much slower than that of the last time. Judging from the current evolution speed, there is no one or two hours, which is impossible.
"It doesn't matter whether it's fast or slow. It's OK to succeed in the end." Zhao Wude's rebirth takes seven days. He only takes one or two hours. Liu Lang comforts himself in silence.
Remolding the body is obviously a spontaneous process, which is beyond Liu Lang's control. After realizing this, Liu Lang simply turned his attention to the altar master below.
At this time, the Lord of the altar, has no heaven monument, to Zuo Qiuchan's hand.
Zuoqiuchan's eyes have not been dull at the beginning, and the chill between her eyebrows makes people shiver. At the moment of holding wutianshengbei, wutianshengbei vibrates violently, as if to break away from zuoqiuchan's control. However, in any case, zuoqiuchan pinches wutianshengbei to death.
At the next moment, a dazzling light flashed on Wutian Shengbei. The light flowed along zuoqiuchan's arm and entered into zuoqiuchan's body. Through zuoqiuchan's body, it was introduced into the one meter altar, and then spread to the thousand mile altar and the world of monsters beyond the thousand mile altar.
"This is to suck up the Wutian holy tablet!"
There is no doubt that the Lord of the altar is using Zuo Qiuchan to refine the stele without heaven.
Liu Lang tried to get in touch with Wu Tian Sheng stele and AI Chen in Wu Tian Sheng stele. However, he was sad to find that his spirit was completely confined to the real world and could not transmit information to other places.
Of course, because of the confinement of the real eye, Liu Lang can keep the spirit immortal.
Seeing that, Wutian Shengbei gradually became the nourishment of the sacred utensils, but it was powerless. Liu Lang's heart was like being stabbed by a knife.
But a few are happy and a few are sad.
The excitement of the Lord of the altar was on his face.
"Eight hundred thousand years, I have been waiting for 800000 years, and finally I can go back." The Lord of the altar, clenched his fist, said word by word.
At this moment, the resentment accumulated for many years was swept away.
However, there is an idiom which says that when people are extremely happy, sad things often happen. It is probably to prove the correctness of this idiom. At the moment when the Lord of the altar began to celebrate, a roar came from the sky one mile away from the altar."Roar!"
Along with this voice, Zuo Qiuchan's movement, Ge however Zhi.
"The sound..." The Lord of the altar was stunned for a moment, and his face changed greatly.
In the void, Liu Lang, whose body has not yet been remodeled, also heard the sound. Liu Lang immediately followed the voice and looked at it. After looking at it, Liu Lang found that his vision was getting farther and farther. Soon, he penetrated the barrier of the Yili altar. In fact, the thousand Li altar outside the Yili altar was a huge holy order magic array.
But now, under the gaze of Liu Lang, the illusions of the holy steps are broken one after another.
"The real eye, the real eye has evolved again!"
After accepting the baptism of the supreme rule, Liu Lang found that the real eye was quite different from before. He could see a lot of things that could not be seen in the past. Now, even the holy order illusion is nowhere to hide in the present reality.
In addition, reshaping the physical body also starts from the real eye.
All of these have raised the real eye to a new height.
"It was Zhao Wude, Xi Chensheng! "
While Liu Lang was thinking, two figures suddenly appeared in his expanding vision. On a closer look, they were Zhao Wude and Xi Chensheng. Liu Lang really didn't expect that they would mix together.
To Liu Lang's surprise, it was Zhao Wude and Xi Chensheng's neat movements. They were running towards the Yili altar with their lives.
The reason why they ran so hard was that they followed a huge black ball behind their buttocks. The black ball kept rolling and rolling. All the mountains and rivers that they passed, there was only a deep gully running across the altar.
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