Nine turns immortal

In a short period of time, Wang Gan has made great progress in cultivation. His zombie avatar is now powerful and pure, and he estimated a little. If he hits it casually, he may have more than five hundred yuan power, which is almost the same as His body strength was at the same level, and this speed of practice, when he thought about it now, felt unreal, like a dream.

"Now my Undead Secret Code has probably reached the peak of the realm of corpse generals. As long as I go one step further, I will become the king of corpses, the king of corpses, and is equivalent to a monk in the realm of transforming gods."

Wang Gan was overjoyed. He could feel it. After swallowing and refining a large amount of black mist, he had a very deep understanding of Tao. the result of.

He has a feeling that he is not far from breaking through to transform himself.

When he opened his eyes, two pitch-black beams shot out, which was extremely terrifying. Large areas of earth and rock were corroded.

boom!

The sky is covered with dark clouds, and the dark cracks are like long rivers and rivers. The endless black mist is surging, as if the end is coming, which makes people feel palpitating.

"The tide is erupting from the black mist, what is in the depths of this crack?"

Doubts arose in Wang Gan's heart. His spiritual consciousness penetrated into the black mist and void like water, but was swallowed up in an instant, and his face turned pale. This place is extremely dangerous.

His knowledge is limited, so he naturally doesn't know that a mysterious and terrifying small world is about to come, which coincides with the land where the Hell Mountain Range is located, but vaguely, in the long river of void, behind the dark abyss, he still feels a gloomy and gloomy world, It is about to come down and fall into the Hell Mountain Range.

This guess made Wang Gan tremble in his heart!

The cracks in the void meander like giant snakes, swallowing and exhaling an infinite amount of black mist. The wonders cover the sky and are unpredictable. There are terrifying ghosts looming in it, roaring in it, and the wind and thunder are stirring.

Wang Qian was shocked, and he didn't care about other things, lotuses grew under his feet step by step, and the black lotus flowers, like floating lights, manifested Dao marks. In one step, they were hundreds of miles away, showing his terrifying power now. Xiuwei.

At the same time, on the edge of the black mist, not many monks have left. Most of them are still waiting here, eager to move, wanting to go inside to find out, but they lack the courage after all.

On this day, everyone saw that thousands of miles above the sky, dragon-like cracks in the void erupted, and the dark mist, like ink, splashed on the world, and the phantom of a magic land hell prison could be seen faintly. Ups and downs in the depths, falling towards the ground at a terrifying speed.

"The ending of the big change is today!"

All the monks shouted!His face was red and his ears were red. To be able to see such a spectacle, his life was not in vain.

"This is a piece of Netherland! There must be a treasure we need!"

A group of monks from the underground nether world, with their black robes billowing, and dark aura rising into the sky, laughed wildly, as if they had seen countless treasures fall into their palms, and then their cultivation base improved greatly, they were invincible in all directions, and their reputation spread all over the world infinite scenery.

"No, this small thousand world is a place of magic land, which may have been opened up by ancient giants of the magic way, for the blessing of my descendants of the magic way!"

A group of disciples from the demon sect were surrounded by evil spirits, roaring and screaming, and countless crazy halos flashed in their eyes.

This time, no matter the disciples of the Demonic Dao or the underground monks, they were all in high spirits as if they were celebrating the new year. They all felt that their aura was faintly attracted.

Righteous monks, all of them have ugly faces. They all feel that the true energy in their bodies is vaguely oppressed, and their Dao heart is chaotic, as if they are about to go crazy. Needless to say, this mysterious little thousand world in front of them is an evil place. For all parties on the right path, this is definitely not good news.

On the Feiyun Shenzhou, the heads of the various factions all had different faces. Their cultivation bases were unpredictable, and the changes in this place were felt immediately. Some mysterious old antiques, their bodies shrouded in black robes trembled faintly.

Not to mention that many monks in the outside world have different thoughts. Wang Gan rushed out in the Hell Mountain Range, his feet were floating, and he was so fast that he couldn't see anyone. .At this time, he felt that the time was infinitely long, and every second was like thousands of years. At less than ten meters above his head, there was a huge black crack, roaring like a dragon, filled with black mist, and extremely heavy, enough to crush Mount Tai. The wind howled, and the mountains, rocks, vegetation around Wang Qian were not too fragile at this moment, they burst into dust one after another.

"It's too late!" Wang Gan felt dejected. He really didn't have much hope for surviving this terrible void storm, but he wouldn't despair either. It only took a moment to figure out the matter between life and death. .

The mind calms down, as if the whole person is going to disappear in the thick black mist. If someone sees him at this time, they will find that his aura is infinitely calm, and even the spiritual consciousness cannot be found in this world. He can only be seen with the naked eye, which is another realm.

True Yuan swayed, and an emerald green mountain peak appeared in Wang Gan's hands, with mottled traces. It has gone through endless years and has mottled marks. At this time, he can only pray that Cuiyun Peak, an ancient magic weapon, can resist the surrounding dark void There was a storm, otherwise he would really be dead.

A black light flashed, and Wang Gan's body had disappeared. When he entered the space of Cuiyun Peak, he saw a green cow grazing slowly on a piece of grass at a glance. Wang Gan didn't react to this scene for a long time.

The next moment, the entire Cuiyun Peak trembled.

A picture appeared in front of Wang Gan, surrounded by endless black mist, a huge phantom roaring in the depths of the black mist, terrifying aura, even if he was in the middle of the magic weapon, he could feel the invincible momentum. Pick the stars, swallow the sun and the moon.

"Qingniu, what kind of existence are these phantoms? It's too scary. Can Cuiyun Peak bear it?"

When things came to an end, Wang Gan was still a little unconfident.

"Hey, what kind of phantom is that? It is the imprint left by the long river of time and space. Every phantom is a terrifying figure from ancient times. It can annihilate a whole world with a wave of your hand, and Dao rhyme follows you with a flick of your finger. All that's left is their aura, and they've all been wiped out."

Qingniu's eyes moved, calmly speaking, he wasn't nervous at all.

"Also, you have only discovered how much power the Cuiyun Peak has. This is the artifact that the old master used to rule the world. What is a mere void storm? You have enough strength. After repairing it, it is not a problem to smash a world. "

As soon as Cuiyun Peak and the old master were mentioned, Qingniu was very excited, obviously it was a period of glory that belonged to him.

Wang Gan was delighted when he heard the words, and at the same time, he was fascinated. He couldn't even imagine the existence of the old master in Qingniu's mouth. There is only one word to describe it, that is, powerful, very powerful. As for how powerful it is, it is not him. I can understand it.

Sure enough, the vast river of void roared like thousands of dragons, and behind the dragon was a dark and deep projection of the world, which fell on the ground in the blink of an eye.