Reincarnation of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Comprehensive

Chapter 536 Six years in a hurry, becoming a holy weapon

Central Territory, Fire Demon Ridge.

According to legend, a Fire Tribe Holy Spirit was born here, who was almost comparable to the ancient emperor, overwhelming the world and shocking the ancient times.

However, he was domineering by nature and regarded all beings in the universe as ants, and he was so murderous that he was suppressed to death by the ancient Emperor of Heaven. His body and soul were destroyed, leaving no trace of life.

Endless years have passed, and there are still some legends about it, and various signs indicate that it was the ruthless emperor who killed him.

At that time, the empress changed her name to Tuntian and wiped out the world with blood. Later, even if she had extraordinary achievements in the human race, they were not recited, and her achievements were artificially erased.

The latecomers with advanced realms can only shake their heads. They caught some clues here, and sighed that the Emperor of Heaven has passed away, the past has become smoke, and many causes and effects have been eliminated.

"It's a pity, who would have thought that not only did she not die, but she also made great progress and finally achieved the highest level."

Six years had passed since he transformed into the ancestral temple, and Meng Fan returned to the Eastern Wasteland again.

During this period, he visited Senior Gai Jiuyou, who had protected him during his transformation, and then went to the Qinling area to learn about the Nine Secret Soldiers in the Hidden World Sect.

In addition, it is to cross the territory far away from Beidou and break the barriers of the holy way in a barren land.

There were no obstacles along the way. Even if the ancient heaven appeared during the thunder tribulation, accompanied by the emperor's shadow, it was blocked by it and he was able to pass.

Now, he returned from outside the territory and happened to land on the boundary of Fire Demon Ridge, so he simply stopped to take a look.

It is endless as far as the eye can see, with dry mountains and rocks everywhere, endless extinct volcanoes, no life at all, gray and monotonous coexistence, and even the sky is gray.

Soon, Meng Fan, who had become a sage, used the art of observing ancient times to see a corner of the past. He couldn't help but sigh.
"Sure enough, there was indeed endless divine fire here in the past. It swept across the sky and gave birth to the supreme fire spirit. However, it turned into a demon through the Tao and was finally destroyed..."

In fact, he had already predicted the virtues of the Holy Spirit that covers the world.

He is born and raised by the earth, and he is invincible when he is born.

Therefore, there is no such thing as family ties, and there is no fetters. It is natural to commit mass murders, so that since the ancient times, every emperor who has attained enlightenment must kill the Holy Spirit to highlight his supreme reputation.

Now that he has come to the place where the Empress left great achievements in the battle, Meng Fan has many thoughts. He thinks of a ray of light from the ancient restricted area six years ago, of the Yaoguang Holy Land, the ruthless lineage, and of the people who have been separated. Yi Yanwan and Yao Xi...

For the next few days, Meng Fan stood at the highest point of this ancient site, staring silently at the endless dry veins, while feeling the battle power of the ancient emperor of heaven, while thinking about the general situation, that is, the situation of the Big Dipper.

If the calculation is correct, the Taikoo clan is about to be born. Although it does not involve the royal family and the scale is not very large, it can definitely be regarded as a prelude.

"Meeting of Ten Thousand Tribes...Yaochi Holy Land..."

In the end, Meng Fan turned around and left with a sense of urgency. This time, he did not need to carve the Xuanyu Terrace, because at this level, he could already begin to travel across the star field on his own.

After all, no matter how huge a planet is or how vast the land is, in the eyes of a saint, it is nothing and can be measured with both feet.

It is worth mentioning that under the eyes of the sky, this mountain range that has been reduced to ruins has no secrets at all——

The underground divine fire seems to have cooled down a long time ago, and all volcanoes are dead and will no longer erupt, but this is not the case. Strange fluctuations are heard from the depths from time to time.

After several days of observation, Meng Fan concluded that this was the Taishang terrain mentioned in the Yuantian Divine Book.

That is, the shape of a Bagua furnace.

Among them, divine fire is born, which can train the physical body of the monks. Whether it is the fire-based Holy Spirit, or the golden crow, Suzaku and other divine birds, they can all complete stunning transformations here.

If it weren't for the near fire, the divine energy still needs tens of thousands of years to accumulate before it can take effect on him, Meng Fan might choose to sit on the spot and refine weapons in Huomo Ridge instead of stepping into the fire field.

That's right.

After successfully completing his trip to Zhongzhou and becoming a sage, he has decided to refine the weapon. The weapon of enlightenment will start as a holy weapon, and then grow step by step with himself:

The holy royal weapon.A sacred artifact handed down from ancient times.

Quasi-Emperor Soldier.

Extreme Soldier!

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Two days later.

Jin State.

This place not only has a certain reputation in the Eastern Wasteland South Territory, but also the monks in Zhongzhou have heard about it, because there is a fire domain in this small place.

People don't know why the Fire Realm never goes out. From ancient times to ancient times, and now, they don't know how many ages it has burned. It's hard to tell how long it has existed.

There is no vegetation on the ground, no magma underground, and no material to support burning, only flames. Ordinary monks dare not approach it at all. Only top monks will make this place their first choice when refining weapons.

Because the flames on each layer here have mysterious power, which can help the "vessel" to take shape and imprint the "Tao" and "reason".

In addition, there are many records about this place. The oldest historical books even involve "immortals" and the Immortal Weapon Desolate Tower. However, there are only a few strokes, which are very vague and the words are unclear.

Starting from the Fire Demon Ridge, Meng Fan walked and stopped all the way. He was already three thousand miles away from the Qixia Mountains, from the middle of the Jin Kingdom to the westernmost point. He saw a fiery red area ahead, with hundreds of miles of fire blocking the front.

To be honest, his luck didn't seem to be very good. When he arrived, he encountered a riot period. Flames were rising and sweeping across the sky. Such a terrifying sight made even the most powerful people choose to lower their heads and retreat.

"The red flames are steaming, and it's a good start. It's a good sign."

However, due to Meng Fan's absolute strength, he didn't stop at all and make bad associations.What's more, according to the previous estimate, the casting time this time could be as fast as two months, or as slow as several years, because it was related to enlightenment, and there was no room for carelessness or haste.

The scene in front of me was changing rapidly.

Seven or eight miles deep, the flames changed from red to light blue, and the temperature became even hotter, which could make Dao Palace monks retreat.

After a few more miles, the color of the flame changed again, from light blue to milky white, like lotion flowing, misty and making the four-pole monks thirsty and afraid to stay for a long time.

On the next floor, black light shimmers, like a ghost fire, frighteningly dark, burning silently...

Everything is like a fleeting glimpse of light.

Even the sixth level of fire domain called Purple Energy from the East could not stop Meng Fan.

"Too weak."

Soon, looking at the seventh layer of colorful mist threads in front of him, he frowned and commented, then went deeper.

The edge of the ninth floor!

The scorching temperature is so frightening that even a sage would frown when he came here without the help of external objects.

It was a nine-color flame, which seemed to transcend the realm of the human world and seemed to be burning in another world. It was dreamy and terrifying, and seemed to be able to destroy everything.

At his feet, Meng Fan saw the ashes of dozens of humanoid figures, all of which were strong men who had visited this place over the past 10 years. The worst ones had even touched the barrier of the sanctuary.

"It should be enough. If you go deeper, you may encounter the tenth level of fairy fire..."

(End of this chapter)