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Chapter 1093 Who Are You?
Deep in the void, the fury of thunder subsided.

Reining in his momentum, he spread out his palms and looked at the two divine lights, one blue and one red, and Zhang Chunyi's eyes moved slightly. These are two gods related to wind and fire.

"Sure enough, there is no golden nature. It seems that this has something to do with them not carrying the lower realm of the kingdom of God. Moreover, although their strength is far stronger than the true god of driving thunder, the divine light they tempered is quite illusory, and it is obviously incomplete."

These two rays of divine light reflected in the eyes, and Zhang Chunyi had an insight into their essence.

After realizing that the two true gods, Qingyi and Chiling, had intruded into the Middle Earth, in order to confirm the conjecture in his heart, Zhang Chunyi interfered with Tianxin with the law of heaven and earth, so as to prevent the two gods from noticing that they were wrong, and took decisive action to kill them.

Although these two true gods have practiced the great supernatural powers of the White Lotus Sect, Zhang Chunyi has no idea about this. The source of all the great supernatural powers of the White Lotus Sect is the old mother Bailian, and outsiders are purely seeking their own death.

"The White Lotus Sect will be quiet for a while now."

Putting the two rays of divine light in the bag, and looking beyond the middle of the earth, Zhang Chunyi's figure disappeared. With the map of the immortal position as a support, Qingyi and Chiling did not really die, and they can return again, but whether to step on it again? You need to think about it when you enter Middle Earth.

And just when Zhang Chunyi took action to kill the True God of Qingyi and the True God of Chiling, in a hidden place in the Taixuan Realm, a silent thought quietly stirred up waves.

Crashing, the big river is running across the sky, flowing in the sky, its color is green, its meaning is blue, it does not see the source, it does not see the destination, it seems to never stop, and in the depths of the river there is a simple and simple temple, inside the innate spirit Diffuse, it seems that when the chaos has not yet opened, a divine embryo is conceived in it.

"Someone has made a god? Is it Longhu Mountain?"

After realizing something, Mr. Miao became sober, but there is an extremely powerful restriction here, and she can't stay away from it, let alone see anything, but if someone really becomes a god, it will be a good thing for her and Sang Qi , at least it can share the pressure from the White Lotus Sect.

After a long time, Mr. Miao withdrew his gaze, and turned to look at the divine fetus in the temple. It was shaped like an egg, with a green body, inscribed with scriptures on the outside, and the shadow of gods and demons manifested inside, exuding There was an aura of dignity.

"You want to transform the body of a god in the future into an innate holiness, Sang Qi, who are you? Or are you really the Sang Qi I know?"

With deep eyes, Miaojun let out a soft sigh as he looked at the divine fetus.

It is a bit of consciousness of Miaoshui Shenjun, one of the four great gods of the White Lotus Sect. Sang Qi used the fairy map to cut it and turned it into a separate individual. Since then, the two have lived together. It can be said that Sang Qi is with her help She has grown up step by step, but since she escaped from feigning death, some changes have taken place in Sang Qi that she cannot understand.

The most incredible thing is that Sang Qi actually mastered the secret method of transforming the acquired gods into the innate gods, which completely subverted her cognition. You must know that this method is not mastered by the White Lotus Sect.

And Houtian Shinto is the foundation of the White Lotus Sect, and the source of this Tao is in the hands of the White Lotus Sect. No one in this world is more proficient in this way than the White Lotus Sect. Although Sang Qi has mastered a corner of the fairy map, it is broken after all. , it is impossible to compare with the main body of the fairy map, not to mention that Sang Qi himself is far from Bailian's old mother, which is not in line with common sense.

It is precisely because of this that Miaojun can't help but have some doubts about Sang Qi's identity, but at this time she is destined to not be able to get the answer.

"Will you succeed?"

Seeing the innate qi being constantly swallowed up, the Tao rhyme is natural, like the divine fetus of an ancient god and demon, Miaojun's expression is quite complicated. She hopes that Sang Qi will succeed, but she is also a little worried and a little dazed.

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Southern Wilderness, Peach Mother Mountain.

The sacred mountain is majestic, stretches for thousands of miles, and is full of peach trees. There are monks who shuttle in it, or rain, or loosen the soil, or fertilize, or catch insects. Slices of spiritual peach gardens have been opened up here, and hundreds of spiritual peaches of different grades and spirits have been cultivated. Among them, five kinds of fairy peaches are the most eye-catching. There are four kinds of tenth grades and one kind of eleventh grades. So far, there is only one fairy peach tree for these five kinds of fairy peaches, and they have not formed a large scale.

It has to be said that after the holy blood was sprinkled on this land, under the fortune of heaven and earth, Nanhuang bloomed a different kind of vitality.

Naiheqiao crossed the sky, and the figures of Zhang Chunyi, Hong Yun and Daochu quietly appeared.

Looking at the mountainous peach forest, Hongyun's small eyes were glowing, a little stupefied, while Daochu rolled his eyeballs and fled quietly, trying to turn grief and anger into appetite.

Zhang Chunyi was well aware of this, but he did not stop it.

After comprehending the Ten Thousand Demons Altar, Daochu successfully touched the mysteries of the great supernatural powers from ancient times to the present, and then he used the present and present Dao species in his body as a guide, swallowed them with the Ten Thousand Demons Altar as food, and successfully gave birth to the low-grade Dao species Ancient Times.

So far, it has preliminarily cultivated the great supernatural powers of the past and present, and together with its own sacred feast, it has mastered two great supernatural powers. However, when it broke through in high spirits, it learned that Hong Yun had already cultivated to the second level. Grasp the bad news of Wu Lei.

From high-spirited to downcast, the change only took a moment. During this period of time, Dao was very depressed at the beginning, but today he finally became lively, and Zhang Chunyi was willing to indulge him for a while.

But at this moment, the sound of Qing Lie's sword cry came out, resounding through the void, and a pure to the extreme sword light flew out from the Peach Mother Mountain, cutting through the sky, and letting the clear air of the sky roll down.

The heaven and the earth are in harmony, and there are silvery white lights in Taomu Mountain, shining in all directions. In an instant, the Dao marks converge, and the phantom of Zhanxiantai manifests, reflected on Taomu Mountain, and the terrifying artistic conception of killing immortals and gods permeates. Let all spirits be terrified.

Seeing such a scene, Zhang Chunyi frowned slightly, and took a step forward, linking the heavens and the earth, restraining this artistic conception on the main peak of Taomu Mountain, preventing it from spreading outward, or how many creatures would be caught by this force. The artistic conception frightens the liver and gallbladder, and the soul flies away.

Hey, his complexion was serious, and he let out a light hey, the red cloud circulated the supernatural power of summoning the wind and rain, evolved into gentle wind and light rain, eliminated the killing spirit between heaven and earth, and soothed the hearts of all souls, and at this moment, there were four sword lights on Peach Mother Mountain. Soaring into the sky, completely separated the sky.

One is blood-red and full of murderous intent, the other is pitch-black and gloomy, the other is blue and domineering and weird, and the other is transparent and unrestricted.

Among them, the blood-red sword light represents Yuantu, the pitch-black sword light represents Abi, the sky-blue sword light represents the demon god, and the transparent sword light represents Huijian. These four sword lights compete with each other and collide constantly. It seems that there is a faint tendency to get out of control, and the world will fall.

But at this moment, a vermilion gourd soared into the sky, Wusheng manifested his real body.

(End of this chapter)