Alien replication system

Chapter 327 Unlucky Monk

"This is the unique energy of the Nirvana Ancient Dragon. From the ancient times to the ancient times and even the ancient times, the energy of Xuanyuan Continent has been weakening. In your era, it is even more obvious. Nowadays, the ancient energy is too thin, not as good as the ancient ones. one tenth."

The Qing Emperor said, "The Nirvana Ancient Dragon comes from ancient times, and the energy in its body is the most helpful to your current strength."

"Live well, we must wait until the moment he comes back..."

Emperor Qing glanced at Chu Feng who was only concerned with absorbing and digesting the majestic energy, and said softly, then stepped forward suddenly, touched Chu Feng's shoulder and touched the white fox Xiaoying who was staring at him with his mouth wide open, "Little guy, You have to grow up quickly, time is running out..."

Turning around, the white clothes melted into the endless white mist in a blink of an eye, and disappeared...

When Chu Feng received the surging energy from the Ji Mie Gulong's body, he also received the memory from the Ji Mie Gulong. Qingdi's finger seemed to be communicating with the Ji Mie Gulong, and the result was that the current , For the first time, I established a real connection with the Nirvana Ancient Dragon sleeping in the bronze fragment.

He clearly knew that all the energy in his body had been assimilated by this vast "dragon energy". Through the bronze fragment, Chu Feng could see that in that unknown space, the body of the Nirvana Gulong was entrenched, Occupying a boundless dimensional small world.

This kind of energy was so powerful and vast that he couldn't help but want to shout out freely.

"Jiuzhongtian, break it for me!" The billowing dragon yuan rushed through the meridians, and in the next moment, the shackles of the Qihai Realm Jiuzhongtian were suddenly broken by this extreme energy, and he jumped up from the Qihai Fourth Layer, rushing to the ground Breaking through several large points around the body, breaking into the eighth level of the sea of ​​qi, jumping four small realms in a row, is already the ninth level of the sea of ​​qi!

"Ding——congratulations to player Chu Feng..." The prompt sound from the stealing system was accompanied by upgrade rewards, and as expected, the essence and blood of the gods and beasts of Tiangang Disha had become a part of every system reward.

"The blood essence of the golden horned python ranks No. 30 in Tiangang, which is not bad." Chu Feng put away the blood essence, feeling refreshed all over his body, and when he turned his head to look around, Qingdi was no longer there. The figure, and the white mist in front of him all dissipated, and the sky eye of the stealing system once again took in all the movements within the detection range.

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There are many bones, and there are piles of bones everywhere.

There are human beings, and there are beasts and monsters. All the bones seem to have gone through a huge battle before their death. Some of them have been eroded for thousands of years and are still well preserved, while some bones were torn into pieces by violence. There were pieces of crumbs.

Within a radius of a few kilometers, there was no surviving life, only the dense white bones all over the ground. Donghai Yinghuang was not seen. After waking up and killing the forces of Beast God Palace, Snow God Mountain, and Piaoxue Palace, He seemed to have a specific goal, and hurried into the depths of the Nine Provinces Immortal Mansion, passing by and seeing countless primordial stones, spirit pills, medicinal herbs, and even a few earth-level spiritual weapons scattered around, he turned a blind eye to them all.

The only ones who come to this bone forest now are the mad monk and his party of six, as well as the Dagan military, and Canlie Langqixue from the Six Gods' Clan. The strange thing is that along the way, no matter who Pu Suanzi, or Donghai Yinghuang, did not take any action against the members of the six Shenyi clans. These "Ninth Young Masters of Shenyi", whose average cultivation base is in the third heaven of Qihai, seem to be regarded as air by everyone. .

As for Mo Luo and other monks of Zen Buddhism in the Western Regions, after Master Puzhi was ruthlessly crushed, they chose to stay in the animal garden. Find a dead end.

"He belongs to the immeasurable grandpa of Tianzun, you little bastards, you are quite courageous, and the people of the gods are so relieved that you are rushing to the emperor's tomb without thinking?" The crazy monk looked around and found that only these people were left. When there were more than a dozen people, they touched their bare heads and immediately felt happy.

It's no wonder that the six Shenyi clans entered the Jiuding world this time, even if you count the ghost son Youhun, there are only four people, the blood son Langqixue, the fierce son Canlie, and the dark son Heiyan, which surprised the crazy monk. Yes, in terms of strength, they should be the weakest force. As a result, the jade ax in hand was unattended, and even the Beast God Palace was gone, but these young people came here.

"What do you look at, smelly monk, don't think that if you become a bald donkey, others won't know that you are a tomb robber." Mr. Lie had a hot temper, and the mad monk's ridicule seemed to him to be a bit malicious.

The crazy monk chuckled, "Buddha, I'm still a tomb robber. You little bastard has a big temper. When you lose your life here, you'll regret why you didn't leave with those academics."

"Believe it or not, wait for the Buddha to go out and clean up your god's legacy? Your god's legacy is only from the six races. Men, women and children of the six races are so poor that they can only wear a pair of underpants. What kind of scene will it be, hahahaha Oops, I can't do it anymore, I am laughing to death with his grandfather..." Before the crazy monk finished speaking, he was already enjoying himself.

A group of students from Taiyuan Academy and Xiaohe Zen Academy left shortly after entering the Wenming Secret Realm. With their humble cultivation, staying longer in the emperor's tomb would pose a greater threat to their lives.

"Monk, I advise you to be kind." Suddenly, the ghost beside him said softly, "The water of the gods is definitely not shallow, and the people behind them are no less than the general wisdom of Zen Buddhism in the Western Regions." .”

"Besides, before the god left this time, several elders were no longer in the clan."

When the crazy monk heard this, he immediately grinned. He is not Donghai Yinghuang, he can clean up a few with a slap, even if Fengdu Yuyi is added, whether these two people are willing to help him is still the same thing.

Immediately, he raised his eyebrows, and came out with a rascal look, "Then what... Buddha, I don't care about a group of little dolls with hairless hair. You guys like to drill to death, just drill..."

But before the words fell, the void vibrated like a slap in the face, and the faces of the three of Langqixue showed a look of surprise, and they saw a streak of imprints on their chests, drawing strange and mysterious talismans in the void, Immediately afterwards, like a thunderclap, "Crazy monk, who do you ask to wear a pair of underpants?"

The crazy monk stared, "Damn, immeasurable imprint of Grandpa Tianzun? Tearing the space?" He suddenly remembered that among the six clans of the gods, there is a clan called the Void clan, which can leave special marks on people, Across tens of thousands of miles, directly tearing apart the space and crossing the void, this is the only one in the Xuanyuan Continent!
The rumbling sound came through the void, and the next moment, a black line suddenly pulled out from the sky above the bone forest, and immediately expanded into a long opening, and three skinny figures shuttled steadily.

"You crazy monk, let you go a hundred years ago, and now this mouth is still so bad, I will take your golden dust to make amends to my grandson!" Like a net, the palm of the hand poured out a torrential force, and grabbed the madman. monk.

It's over!The crazy monk wiped the sweat from his brow. He finally remembered that he seemed to have forgotten that he had offended three old guys from the Six Gods of God a hundred years ago, and this time he hit the gunpoint.

however--

"Where is the old thing, who dares to touch me!" A young figure, with a silver-gray spear under his feet, is like lightning, approaching in an instant...

(End of this chapter)