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Li Changsheng pouted.

Ye Fan: "Okay, it looks like I'm delusional! If that's the case, then I'll choose 'Mediate Good Fortune, Supernatural Powers' in 36 Tiangang Divine Abilities, is that okay?"

Just being captured by Gatling's power, Ye Fan's Dao heart fluctuated for a while, and he asked such an idiot question.

After being sprayed by a real person, Ye Fan came to his senses, it was indeed his imagination.

He only contributed 320 strands of purple light last time, while Lin Pingzhi contributed [-] strands.

Wouldn't it be unfair to Lin Pingzhi if they were given spirit treasures of equal power?

Even if you think about it with your toes, you know it's impossible.

"After all, I was still fascinated by foreign objects, and my Dao heart is not firm enough, and I need to strengthen it!"

Ye Fan couldn't help but reflect on himself, secretly thought.

Master Changsheng: "'Mediate good fortune, supernatural powers, yes."

The 36 Tiangang supernatural powers and the 72 Earth evil supernatural powers were taught by Taoist ancestor Hongjun when he preached in Zixiao Palace.

For the monks of the wilderness, Taoism is the foundation, and supernatural powers are nothing but the art of protecting the Tao.

Therefore, Daozu Hongjun was not stingy, and made it public.

Not to mention Li Changsheng, even the vast majority of prehistoric powers know these supernatural powers.

And this 'mediation of good fortune', supernatural power, can be regarded as the most powerful and most difficult to cultivate among the one hundred and eight kinds of supernatural powers.

Comprehend the high depths, you can mediate between the heaven and the earth, make good fortune mysteriously, use non-existence to create existence, and use death to live.

【Ding!The group leader 'Changsheng Zhenren' sent an exclusive red envelope to Ye Fan! 】

Changsheng real person: "Pindao sent it, you accept it."

Seeing that Ye Fan had already made a decision, Li Changsheng bent his fingers a little, and used mana to condense a light cluster of information.

Then turn on the red envelope function and send this light group to Ye Fan.

Supernatural powers are no better than secret books, they cannot be recorded on paper, they can only be passed on through thoughts.

Ye Fan: "Okay, thank you, real person."

After receiving the red envelope, Ye Fan saw the light group and approached Yintang.

Immediately, images and pieces of information appeared in my mind.

But it is the method of mediating good fortune, the practice of supernatural powers, and various precautions.

Emperor Huangtian: "Then what, the Seven Gods of the Three Thousand Dao State have cut leeks in the lower realm."

At this moment, the little milk boy appeared and said. .

Chapter 55

a perfect world.

More than ten years have passed in a flash, and the little milk baby is already 15 years old.

The little guy with red lips and white teeth has grown into an adult, his tall and straight figure is like a sharp gun, and he is still handsome and handsome.

When the orthodoxy of those ancient forces in the lower realm heard Shi Hao's name, they all fell silent, with expressions of fear on their faces.

It's really because, in these years, he has been in the False God Realm and the Eight Realms, killed the ancient beasts, drank the milk of the beasts, and suppressed all dissatisfaction, so he has a great reputation.

Therefore, in order to eliminate fear and re-establish the majesty of the orthodoxy of the upper realm, they decided to ask the seniors from the upper realm to descend to the realm and obliterate Shi Hao.

In the flood area, in a swamp.

The mist drifted away, and the air was very cloudy, and some mud crocodiles were haunting, waiting for their prey to arrive.

There is an altar in front of it, which is weird and gloomy. Its body is pitch-black, shining with luster, engraved with many runes of gods and demons, as if it can penetrate the Nine Netherworld.

Therefore, Shi Hao has been cultivating hard all these years, never stopping to enjoy that 'beautiful' life.

The imprint of Little Milkman's fate has long been made public, and all group members have seen it.

"Mother, where are you, what's the matter, we..."

The wilderness, the depths of the wilderness.

Countless years ago, the ancestors of the Eight Regions fought bloody battles in the frontier barren all the year round, made many military exploits, were loved and respected, and were revered as the seven kings of the frontier barrenness.

Not only that, but this place is also a medicine field in the eyes of people from the upper realm.

Han Li: "Those who sing my real name will see eternal life in reincarnation! Dog head. jpeg."

Kou Zhong: "The seven gods are in the lower realm? They seem to be stronger than the people in the eight realms of the lower realm. By the way, where is the willow god? Ask the willow god for help!"

Wang Chao: "Hey, are you the legendary coquettish king, An Lan, the immortal king of foreign lands?"

It's just that I don't know, the little milk baby has already been reborn, can it change the tragic fate of the past?

Changsheng Daoist: "@白天帝, you go ahead and do it, if anything happens, the poor will help you!"

Several venerables above the sky jointly led the ceremony to the final stage.

Some people landed on the altar, and some exploded in mid-air, turning into rain of blood, rushing out wisps of red light, and flying into the runes of gods and demons on the altar.

However, the strength of the foreign land is too strong. During the war between the two sides, the Seven Kings had carried out a spy plan, deliberately letting some key people go, making them pretend to betray the nine heavens and ten places, flee to the foreign land, and become undercover agents.

Sensing an incompatible aura, the young man Shi Hao pinched his fingers and frowned.

The sacred mountain is named Sansheng Mountain, with green peaks and green valleys, full of vitality. There is a willow tree standing in the wind with fluttering branches.

The altar lit up all of a sudden, and the black light soared into the sky, shocking all spirits.

In the later stage, because many important figures in his team were polluted by foreign dark matter, and it was irreparable, the Seven Kings had no choice but to kill them.

A man in gray shook his sleeves, and thousands of people were thrown out, howling and pouring down from the sky, densely packed, like raindrops falling on the black altar.

Then, suddenly, he suddenly thought, with some self-blame in his heart.

Wang Chao: "Yu Tuo save me? Dog head.jpeg."

Yao Chen: "What are you afraid of, the worst is to fight back, clear the charges for the Seven Kings of the Border Desolation, and return their innocence!"

....

This is a human tragedy, which is unbearable to witness.

"Blood sacrifice to heaven and earth, the dusk of the gods, opens the road to eternity, and the kingdom of heaven descends."

The runes of gods and demons lit up, swimming like little snakes, turning into lightning, accompanied by blood light, carrying soul power, and the wailing sounds of countless people.

Everything is difficult to change, countless people were thrown into the altar, turned into blood essence, and their soul power was collected.

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However, it was futile, it exploded almost immediately, and the blood and soul turned into red light and floated towards the altar.

In the end, all the wailing and wailing were drowned out by these two heartless words.

It is mainly people from the upper realm, who are afraid that the creatures from the eight realms of the lower realm will develop and threaten them, so they regularly send people from the lower realm to harvest a wave.

However, with Shi Hao's current strength, killing these seven people is as easy as crushing an ant.

But such a vast land is refined with great magic power. Here, the Dao is incomplete and the laws are incomplete, so it is difficult to condense a perfect Dao embryo. Therefore, it is extremely difficult for the monks of the Eight Realms to achieve higher achievements in their cultivation.

Shi Hao always remembers this period of covered up truth and the cruel history of Bahuang, and dare not forget it.

Some children yelled, and when they fell from the air, the cold wind came into their mouths, and they were soon speechless.

"buzz"

A white-haired old man roared in grief.

In addition, they also have another mission, which is to find the inheritance of the Supreme Hall.

"I don't want to die, what happened, why am I here?"

"boom!"

At this moment, the altar seemed to have turned into a world, no matter how many people fell from the sky, it would not be able to fill it up, and they would all be absorbed by it. The blood stained the cornerstone and soaked a streak.

Above the altar, the majestic soul power accompanied by the blood light emitted a strange and terrifying black mist.

Now that Little Nailboy is talking about the Lower Realm of the Seven Gods, it is the prelude to Little Nailboy's tragic life.

Therefore, he was not worried about the seven people in the upper world.

The strongest person in the entire world is just the corpse Immortal Emperor deep in the sea, or a corpse.

Seeing the lower realm of the Seven Gods now, he hesitated instead, and couldn't bear to destroy this beautiful life now.

These behaviors spread to the eyes of ordinary people, and they became the seven kings who let the traitors go and beheaded their own people.

The lives of thousands of people are used as sacrifices to sacrifice to the magic altar, just to communicate with the upper world and summon the supreme gods.

This is a catastrophe, like purgatory on earth.

Open a space-time channel, a road to revenge on Shi Hao!

"boom!"

Sin State, also known as the Eight Regions, is divided into heaven, earth, yellow, and universe. The territory of each region is so vast that it is difficult for ordinary people to travel through it in a lifetime.

Emperor Huangtian: "Yeah, with Brother Changsheng's words, even if the sky falls, I won't be afraid anymore!"

He doesn't have to grow up miserable all the way, doesn't have to live in conspiracies, doesn't have to suffer so much, doesn't have to suffer so much.

Sensing the thoughts in the little baby's heart, Li Changsheng shook his head.

Why is there the Great Tribulation of the Eight Domains?

The magnificent foreign land, the three thousand states, the nine heavens and ten lands, and the eight great domains

Between the fairy land and the foreign land, there have been love and killing for countless epochs, and a tragic song of joy has been performed.

....

Seeing what Little Nailboy said, everyone was taken aback for a moment, and soon remembered that there was indeed something in Little Nailboy's imprint of fate.

For the ridicule of the group members, the little milk baby didn't pay attention to it, and he was relieved until the speech of the real Changsheng appeared.

Finally, one of the gray-robed men spoke hoarsely, "Let's start!"

But what about the eight domains?If he escapes, what should Bayu do?He can't take it with him, can he?

Those forces couldn't find him, if they killed the people of the Eight Regions to vent their anger, or even threatened him with his parents, what would he do?

"The willow god has left, otherwise, I can ask the willow god to bless you for a while."

They come from the forces of the upper realms such as Xiandian, Tianguo, Netherland, Bulaoshan, Western Sect, and Magic Sunflower Garden.

This time the seven gods descended, if nothing else, there were still seven people in the brand of fate, namely: Pangolin, Netherlander, Yangli, Silver Wing, Assassin of Heaven, Servant of Immortal Temple, and Western God.

Here, another paragraph of grievances is about to be extended.

In the imprint of fate, it also shows that there are seven gods descending to the lower realms and eight realms of catastrophe.

Lin Meng: "If I remember correctly, you have already stepped into the eighth level, little milk baby. Isn't it easy to deal with these seven little ones?"

Seven figures came out of the passage one after another, each exuding a suffocating aura.

These past histories flashed through Shi Hao's mind, he clenched his fists, and a murderous intent burst out from his eyes.

Zhang Sanfeng: "Little Milkman's world is a vast world. The eighth level should be far from being a master, right? And Little Milkman is a descendant of the Sin Blood Stone King. If he kills the Seven Gods of the lower realm, those three thousand Dao The people in the state are worried, I am afraid they will send someone to hunt him down?"

The worst strength of these people is at the Divine Fire Realm, and they have formed an absolute strength crush on the Eight Realms of the Lower Realm. The existence of the top masters and venerables in the Eight Realms is not their opponent at all.

"No, I've already suppressed the major orthodox traditions of the upper realms, how can they have the opportunity to contact the upper realms?"

"Forget it, this little guy is different from ordinary group members after all, I will help him at worst."

"Besides, the inheritance of the Supreme Palace has already fallen into my hands, and no news has been released to the outside world. How did they know?"

Thinking of this, Shi Hao felt a little regretful, after he grew up, Liu Shen left.

Han Li: "If you don't worship the emperor, you will lose your true life. Your name is on the stele of reincarnation. Why don't you kneel down quickly? Dog head.jpeg."

With his strength, he is more than able to protect himself in front of these powerful forces, even if he cannot beat them, he can escape calmly.

The other person also moved, the blood gourd in his hand opened, and countless creatures fell, some exploded in the void, and some fell to death on the altar, looking very miserable.

Since ten years ago, he has gained a great reputation, and he is a brat in the entire Eight Realms who turns pale upon hearing it.