Reincarnation of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Comprehensive

Chapter 590 Immortal Treasures

The dragon wood is black and extremely thick, and it was built into an ancient nest. After endless years, it has almost lost its luster. This is a black nest as big as a mountain.

Chaos surges at the bottom, as majestic as the creation of the world, and ancient coffins are floating in it.

"The fourth ancient coffin!"

"Land of Chaos!"

At the moment when the tens of thousands of dragons showed a gap, the interior of the real dragon's old nest was faintly visible, a huge coffin was ups and downs, and endless chaos was surging.

"A true dragon's lair on the same level as an immortal."

"Land of Born Chaos!"

"The two top terrains coexist, and Kunlun's Immortal Vein is completed. It is an excellent choice to attain enlightenment here."

While whispering, Meng Fan activated the Sun Tower and came to the bottom of the lair made of dragon wood. When he saw it, endless chaos surged, as if the world was being created. The ancient coffin was sinking and floating there, and it was extremely mysterious.

Almost at the same time, his boundless origin began to resonate with everything in the ancient nest.

"Kick!"

The ancient coffin was surrounded by chaos. Suddenly, the lid of the coffin began to slowly open, revealing an unbreakable connection with Meng Fan!

Bang!

With another sound, the coffin lid moved faster, slowly opened under the primordial energy, and turned to the side. The sound made the souls of all the creatures in Wanlong Nest tremble, as if they heard the sound of the opening of the world. The first ray of sound.

However, Meng Fan was not affected.

The eye in the sky blinked, and in the ancient coffin, amid the hazy mist, a corpse came into view. It was not very complete, and it was dripping with blood. It lay there quietly and could not be seen clearly.

This is the fourth life of the ruthless man!
"Not even Chaos can do anything about her corpse. At that time, the combat power may have touched the immortal path. Of course, it has not stepped into it. It is probably a glimpse of the door..."

At this level, a strand of hair can break through chaos, and the physical body has already become the rarest immortal object in the world, which is more than enough to refine the ultimate emperor's weapon!
Of course, whoever dares to be greedy, tamper with the emperor's corpse, and destroy the arrangement, the ruthless person will recover immediately, and slap even the Dark Supreme Being back away.

In the sudden thought, thousands of dragons leaped together, and the ancient coffin was surrounded and worshiped by thousands of dragons transformed into dragon energy. When the strong wind surged, an outline emerged.

Her hair is jet black, but unfortunately she has a mask on her face, so her beauty cannot be seen at a glance. All she knows is that her grimace is very representative:
It seems like she is crying but not crying, she seems to be smiling but not smiling, her face is sad but also full of laughter, this is her life.

Weeping in laughter, smiling in sorrow, the cruel emperor, no one understands, the most mysterious, the world does not know his heart.

At this moment, Meng Fan, who was in silence, felt a kind of loneliness, the loneliness of being too cold at a high place.

However, he didn't say anything. After all, Daowei had already seen the even more tragic scene with his own eyes deep in the Kunlun Immortal Veins.

The most urgent task is to figure out the role of that mysterious and mysterious feeling that has never been cut off between himself, the coffin, and the Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest.

Anyway...it shouldn't be a bad thing.

"Whoa!"

As soon as the idea appeared, there was another soft sound from the ancient coffin, and a hazy light flew out, like a dragon leaping in chaos, it was very mysterious and mysterious.

To be honest, it is not very gorgeous, it is like a condensed starlight, soft and bright, very attractive to the mind.

At that moment, Meng Fan understood and felt excited in his heart, because wasn't this what he came here for?Only by holding the Immortal Treasure Map can we safely enter and exit the Kunlun Immortal Veins, and safely complete the final transformation before the dark turmoil breaks out!

I saw it flying around the ancient coffin, rushing out nine times and then submerging inside it nine times. Finally, it flew up, flew out of the ancient coffin, and landed in Meng Fan's hands.

This is an ancient scroll, glittering and translucent, as if forged with the essence of the sun and the moon, but it is very soft.

It is roughly square in shape and can be about 1.5 meters long. It is spread out. Occasionally, stars will flash and disappear on it. It is light and peaceful, and it is hard to tell what it is.

However, combined with the eight ancient map fragments collected on the earth, the specific function can be known. "Clang!"

After doing all this, in the mountain-like coffin, the lid of the ancient coffin closed, and then slowly sank downwards, submerging into the endless chaos.

"Leave no world behind and return to chaos."

"After it is completed, suppress the dark turmoil again."

There must be some divine objects in the ancient nest, but they are not urgently needed by Meng Fan. There is no use in staying there any longer and it is a complete waste of time.

Before leaving, he bowed to Wuchao to express his respect for the ruthless emperor, and then directly crossed the void with the help of the five-color altar of Wanlongchao.

It is worth mentioning that Dongfang Taiyi, the ancient human race who practices Taiyin and Sun, has been released by the Holy Body Ye Fan.

……

Beidou is not a place to stay for a long time.

Especially as time goes by and the road to immortality becomes more and more active, Meng Fan does not want to follow in the footsteps of his predecessors.

Prehistoric Star.

Kunlun Immortal Veins.

There is a forest of old medicines, each plant is translucent, each tree is bright, and the fragrance is wafting out.

In the long years, few people have been able to go deep into this place, but nourished by dragon energy and fairy light for a long time, this place has long been psychic, and every herb produced is priceless.

Looking up and scanning the surroundings, tens of thousands of peaks are all shaped like dragon heads. Each one is lifelike and the dragons are intimidating. They are all made of nature and can be called miraculous craftsmanship.

As a human on Earth, Meng Fan couldn't help but sigh. After depleting many ancient stars of life, the birth of such a fairy-pregnant land really took away the creation of heaven and earth, which shocked people's hearts.

You know, I have just arrived, and with a casual glance, I have already seen hundreds of Medicine King plants, surrounded by fairy energy and shining with precious light.

Flooding like Chinese cabbage?

It does mean that.

But the truth is that it is actually very difficult to cultivate a Medicine King, and even great saint-level beings feel that they are rare.

During the whole growth process, it needs to be continuously watered with the milk of the earth, and it has grown for more than 8 years before it can be called the king of medicine.

Who has waited so long?Eighty to ninety thousand years, even the ancient great emperors have already reached the end of their lifespan, and it is extremely difficult to cultivate them.

"Absorbing the life essence of the entire ancient star, and gestating it for a long time, many strains can be born, alas..."

After sighing, he calmly stepped forward with the Sun Tower in one hand and the Immortal Treasure Picture in the other.

Soon.

Dozens of stars floated in the eyes of the chaotic sky, evolving into a small star field with brilliant stars.

It was a rock lying across the road ahead, as if standing on the other side of the universe. The words on the stone wall had a special energy:
"I'm going to die, who...can help me take care of my sister?"

It is obvious that the person who carved the book had exhausted his vitality in the past. The carvings are rough and rough, and some places are very blurry. There is a feeling of despair and unresolved worries.

"Ugh."

There was a sigh, and a young Taoist appeared, walking straight towards Meng Fan, and then the two merged into one, as did the eight fragments of pictures, Zushen, and Zushouwu.

(End of this chapter)