Eternal Evil Emperor

Chapter 1622 Stop Transforming All Old Traitors
Xie Tian understood.

The black face in the stone circle is for the people of the Xing tribe to see.

In fact, he was very happy!
Thinking that the statue of the ancestor of the Xing tribe is only three inches small, while the statue of the ancestor of the Stone tribe is nearly ten thousand feet tall...

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Xie Tian walked far away, and could still hear the wretched laughter of the stone circle.

"Hey, as expected, the older you get, the more... um? The leader..."

Shi Meng, who suddenly appeared, stared at Xie Tian and said: "Tomorrow, we will start worshiping the ancestor witches, and you have also been selected as the team for the priority battle."

"Me?" Xie Tian was speechless, "I'm a mason..."

"But you can at least help Shishimen!"

After leaving a word, Shi Meng left.

Xie Tian wanted to scold people.

"Little kid who eats inside and outside, I will feed you to death!"

As soon as they got back to the room, before Xie Tian broke out, the two children who were eating meat lay on the bed and pouted their buttocks, as if they were casually smoking.

"Uncle Xietian, it's not that we can't hide our words!"

"It's Grandpa Priest!"

"He said a lot of inexplicable things, and then we stumbled out!"

……

Xie Tian was speechless: "Get up."

"Uncle Xie Tian, ​​don't you blame us?"

"Blame you?" Xie Tian sighed, "Even I can't resist the priest's wretchedness, this old man doesn't even let the brats go, he's really shameless!"

night.

Star dance in the sky.

For half a year, Xie Tian rarely suffered from insomnia.

It's not that he cares about the priority battle.

Carving Xing Tian in three days, his refining speed has skyrocketed, and now the evil body has recovered [-]%.

This [-]% evil body is no worse than when he first entered Jierong.

Not to mention the true unity of the three cultivators, with his current strength in body training, no matter what kind of genius you are under the Nirvana Saint, they are all children.

See old friends, old love lives.

You Xiaochan wanted to go home, which made him unable to sleep.

This change should not have occurred.

Even in Huafan.

"Could it be that the influence of life on me has deepened..."

Xie Tian was thinking, when a faint voice sounded.

"Turn into the mortal, fall into the dust, return to the original, return to the true..."

In the dead of night, Xie Yue, who had been suppressed for a long time, finally couldn't help but speak.

It's not that he is coquettish, but that he can't see Xie Tian's pretense of living life all day long.

"This is not a life, but the four steps of transformation, and you are now in the second step..."

Xie Tian suddenly realized.

"Huafan? Very appropriate, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Xie Yue was injured internally.

Transformation has nothing to do with the aptitude of understanding, and even the saints have no way of instructing them.

He originally thought that Xie Tian would be like most people who have the qualifications to become emperors, slowly moving forward on the way to seek transformation...

As a result, a stone carving was carved, and Xie Tian entered the world for the first time.

Seeing the stone tools polished by You Xiaochan, he fell into the dust again for the first time.

Xie Tianhuafan walked so fast in two steps that Xie Yue, who traversed the ancient world, had never seen it before, so how could he react?
But now, he had to speak.

Going on further, Xie Tian will fall into the third step of returning to basics.

This realm is not something that Xie Tian can set foot on.

Thinking of this, Xie Yue was a little speechless.

"I used to wonder, when will you take the step of returning to the truth, but now you are asked to stop transforming into the mortal..."

"Why stop?"

"If you don't stop, what is pressing on you is not the rules of heaven and earth, but the origin of heaven and earth..."

Xie Tian was stunned, and suddenly realized, a layer of cold sweat covered his back.

Under the transformation of the mortal world, the pressure is the law of heaven.

The way of heaven rules, immortality, enlightenment, and even immortals need to comprehend and practice.

The origin of heaven and earth can only be touched by immortals. If you want to see the whole world, you must be a world-class power above the immortals.

And under the back to the basics, its effect is equivalent to seeing the origin of the world.

Not to mention Xie Tian, ​​even the strongest immortal in the fairy world can't bear the complete pressure of the origin of heaven and earth.

"I understand."

"You are new to Luochen now, and the two steps of Luochen are enough for you to practice as an immortal or above. In addition..."

Xie Yue paused, her voice seemed even more speechless.

"Hua Fan can not only speed up his practice, but also help in combat, but this power is required by the upper limit of combat power..."

"The upper limit of combat power requirements..."

Xie Tian murmured softly, as if he understood a little, but at the same time he was a little stunned.

"Your three cultivators exploded at the same time, and your combat power is too terrifying, exceeding the upper limit of combat power. Although the Huamortal Artistic Realm can still increase your combat power normally, you can't bear this kind of improvement..."

After some explanation, it was Xietian's turn to be speechless.

"No wonder I stepped on it with all my strength, and I was almost shocked to death..."

Xie Yue sighed: "I have seen someone like you, but..."

Xie Yue couldn't go on talking later.

Because these combat powers exceed the upper limit of Huafan's artistic conception, and the most trashy ones are all immortals.

"This Huamortal mood is not very good." Xie Tian muttered, sitting up and looking somewhere.

Xie Yue didn't want to say anything anymore, she glanced at the people who were rushing towards him in the distance, left a word and disappeared.

"The Luochen artistic conception is even more terrifying for the improvement of combat power. Be careful, don't kill him."

He is Hou Xi who flew here.

Xie Tian had just accurately calculated how much of his combat power he would need to exert under Huafan to defeat Hou Xi, and Hou Xi stood in front of him.

"Come on, fight!"

Xie Tian said helplessly: "You may not believe it if you tell me, but I was the one who was hurt the most..."

"Stop talking nonsense, fight!"

Without further ado, Hou Xi punched out.

"All right, all right, go out and make a deal?"

Xie Tian tapped the ground lightly with his right foot, and within a short step, he had already appeared on the peak three thousand miles away.

The mountain breeze is blowing, the animal skins are flying, and it is a good place to pretend to be aggressive.

Fist.

bow and arrow.

shoot the sun.

Witch formation bonus.

Go all out.

The battle ended when the thousands of feet of mountains were leveled.

Hou Xi seemed to have lost his soul, sitting on the ground panting for breath.

Xie Tian looked down at his right chest, there was a hole in the animal skin.

This is the arrow mark.

But it's not shooting four arrows at the sun.

It was an ordinary arrow that Xie Tian couldn't defend against.

Although the arrow is ordinary, it seems to have jumped out of the long river of time, so fast that it is almost stained with cause and effect.

shoot you for cause.

Hit is the inevitable result.

"Worthy of being a descendant of the ancestor witch..."

Although he was not injured, even because of the terrifying power in his body, his skin was not scratched...

But Xie Tian knew that if he was a first-tier body refiner in Nirvana, he would be seriously injured by this arrow.

"you're good."

Xie Tian praised, and walked towards the Stone Tribe's residence.

What he said was the truth.

Hou Xi also experienced this kind of sincerity.

But not happy.

This arrow is the ability possessed by the descendants of the descendants of Houtu.

Worthy of anyone's admiration.

But an arrow worthy of anyone's admiration only pierced Xie Tian's clothes.

"I know you are strong..."

"I didn't know you were so strong..."

"Now, I finally know how strong you are..."

……

Hou Xi got up slowly, feeling a little lost.

Looking down on Xie Tian, ​​doubting Xie Tian, ​​until now he is powerless to face Xie Tian.

Along the way, he became shorter and shorter, like a bug.

Xie Tian is getting higher and higher, just like the indomitable witch.

"Hey!"

"Why, I'm going to do my best again!" Xie Tian ran fast.

The word "full effort" almost caused Hou Xi to fall.

"I just want to ask you, whether you will participate in the priority battle!"

"join!"

"If we meet each other, save some face!"

"Don't worry, I'm just a stone carving..."

……

Hou Xi was stunned for a while, cursed shamelessly, and returned to the Hou tribe's camp.

"Losing?"

Before reaching his own house, an old and kind voice rang in Hou Xi's ears.

Hou Xi was startled, and hurriedly turned around and bowed: "Hou Xi has seen the priest."

"Losing badly?" the priest Hou Hao walked out with a smile on his face.

Hou Xi said awkwardly: "Yes, he is unexpectedly strong."

"You're not bad either."

After being praised, Hou Xi felt a little happy.

"At least it can shoot through his hide."

Hou Xi didn't want to talk anymore.

Nor was he surprised that the priest knew.

In fact, even witches don't know what kind of incredible abilities the priests of their tribe have.

"He said he was going to fight for priority."

Hou Hao was taken aback, and sighed, "That's really, really unfortunate."

Hou Xi rubbed his nose and asked cautiously, "Priest, you are looking for me..."

"En." Hou Hao nodded, pulled Hou Xi into the room, and said something with a smile at the same time.

Pfft!
After hearing the words, Hou Xi sat down on the ground.

At the same time, in the house of the priest of the punishment tribe.

"I made a decision."

Looking at Xing Anger and Xing Sha who were so worried that they couldn't sleep, Xing Jie, whose eyes were also red, said slowly: "When worshiping, use the three-inch ancestor statue!"

"That's over!"

Xingsha hid his face and fled, shouting as he ran: "Xie Tian, ​​I am your uncle!"

Xing Anger also wanted to escape, but doubt suppressed his desire to escape.

"Priest, you..."

Xing Jie looked at the three-inch ancestor statue on the stone table and smiled in relief.

"This Xietian, you've put your heart into it."

(End of this chapter)