First Son-in-law

Down the well!

Immortal power is permeated.

A nine-color divine bead is inlaid with the void.

Qin Li tried every means to get closer, but the speed became slower and slower.

The last three feet of distance is like sinking into the deep sea eighty thousand feet, and the pressure is horrible, and the heart of the undead emperor is beating like a drum.

"There is no way, only some long biomass is lost." Qin Li mobilized the mountain and river bracelet and drew out a lump of green liquor into the emperor's heart.

With this fuel, the emperor's heart beats more violently, bursting out majestic emperor prestige.

Qin Li finally broke through three feet of distance and approached this nine-color divine bead.

Look carefully.

I feel the magic of the beads more and more.

It was only the size of a soybean, like a dreamy tear.

Crystal clear, without any lines, flowing through nine colors, intertwined and mixed, it is a bizarre color, magnificent to the extreme.

If you look closely, between the birth and death of colors, there are the ups and downs of the world, quack quack fall to the ground, hey and die, princes and generals, traffickers, sorrows and joys, sorrows and joys, battles, the cycle of time...

"Almost stuck!"

Qin Li was determined and awakened suddenly.

He has encountered too many illusions and has developed a strong resistance.

"Hurry up." Qin Li was still a little disappointed, because it was not a sword weapon, but it was definitely a treasure. He stretched out his hand and grabbed it!

However, the sacred orb was embedded in the void and could not be removed at all.

Suddenly.

Abnormal changes occur suddenly.

The nine-color divine bead was touched.

Qin Li's hand stuck to it and couldn't let go.

Moreover, a strong force, higher than the immortal divine might and stronger than the might of the great emperor, poured in from the palm of Qin Li's hand.

"It hurts!" Qin Li trembled, and his whole body was torn apart. Fortunately, the undead emperor's heart exploded in time, burning long biomass, exuding the might of the emperor, and trying to drive the might of the **** orb out.

however!

The unthinkable happened.

The might of the **** orb and the might of the emperor wrestle with each other and fight against each other.

"What kind of power is this?" Qin Li was astonished. Behind the heart of the immortal emperor, but the heavenly emperor who rules the heavens, the divine bead could actually contend with it, and what kind of existence is behind it.

"It hurts!"

Qin Li felt Ling Chi's pain.

The battlefield is in the battle between the two supreme mighty forces.

With a few clicks, the flesh was cracked like porcelain, and even after six Nirvana, it was as fragile as paper.

This time!

Immortal Emperor Xin couldn't save him.

Because in the Divine Orb is the power equal to the Heavenly Emperor, it is no wonder that as the eye of the World Devil Array, 200,000 years are like a day.

"Wait a minute, my dantian!" Qin Li discovered the anomaly.

The broken wood moved.

Will it take the initiative to help?

You know, it hasn't changed a bit since the door of Xuan Min has come out.

Now it seems that Qin Li has just learned that Qin Li is in danger, flowing out of mysterious power, manifesting the traces of the road, intertwined like a chain, and at the same time confines the heart of the immortal emperor and the nine-color divine bead.

"A piece of shredded wood crushes two supreme things, it's really mysterious and supernatural."

Qin Li took a long sigh of relief.

suddenly!

The nine-color divine bead oscillated violently.

It seemed to have been greatly stimulated, and the nine-color light burst fiercely, which was extremely gorgeous.

"Not good!" Qin Li only felt the endless glare flooding into his mind, and he fainted in a daze.

I don't know how long it took.

Qin Li wakes up.

"Where is this? Fantasyland?"

Qin Li looked around, surrounded by dreamy colors, black and brilliant.

I couldn't see anything at all. There was only one river, which was clear, but not very wide and very muddy.

"This river is too turbid, is Heishui River?" Qin Li walked to the bank, stopped to observe, watching the waves of the big river, but he was reckless.

If you look closely, you can find the surprise.

In the river, countless prosperous times are reflected, turbulent times are declining, countless dynasties are ups and downs, various inheritances are born and broken, the Ganges is average in sand, and sentient beings follow the flow.

A wave is an era, a drop of water is a hero, and a wave mark is a disaster.

The great rivers are endless, and so many myths and epics rush away.

"This……"

Qin Li was shocked.

Subconsciously took two steps back and took a cold breath:

"If I didn't guess wrong, this is most likely a long river of years!"

Qin Li tried to calm his mood and warned himself that it was impossible to encounter this kind of existence, it was probably just an illusion.

Down the river, looking into the distance, this muddy river is almost endless and there is no end in sight!

Go upstream and watch the origin of the big river, which is endless, you can't see the source!

"There seems to be someone there."

Qin Li squinted and saw a strange place.

In the upper reaches of Heihe, there seems to be a person standing, too far to see clearly.

"Go up and see!" Qin Li walked against the current along the Heihe River, passing countless epic scenes all the way, but he couldn't stop and watch.

at last.

Qin Li arrived.

In front is a man in white.

He fluttered in a white dress, not very tall, always facing Qin Li with his back.

He couldn't see anything clearly, but he could clearly feel his temperament. The sky above his head was eternally blue, the sky was on his shoulders, and he stepped on the sea of ​​stars and the sea, and the rivers of years were the number one existence in the world.

The man in white wears a bracelet with only three nine-color beads on it, exactly the same as the beads in the well.

"Chill Heart Dance's dreamland!"

Qin Li was surprised and shocked.

This person is almost the same as the dream described by Han Xinwu.

"Oh it's you."

The white-clothed man spoke with a flat voice.

There is no earth-shattering posture, just like an old friend chattering.

Qin Li was shocked, what does it mean "it was you"?

I don't know you!

Who are you talking about?

Is it because of Emperor Xin?

Or is it because of broken wood?

It can't really be me, right?

At this moment!

The man in white speaks here:

"Nine-colored teardrops are not for you."

Qin Li was stunned for a moment. It turned out that the divine bead was called Nine-Colored Teardrop. Why was it the name?

However, it does not belong to oneself and should not be forced.

"But I want to give it to you." Bai Yi said.

"what!"

Qin Li was taken aback for a moment.

The man in white spoke intermittently.

But he is definitely an incredible existence, and he also gave a chance.

"However, you owe me a favor."

The person in white said another sentence.

Qin Li had a black line.

suddenly.

All directions shine.

The long river of years disappeared, and the people in white dispersed.

Qin Li stunned, then retreated to the illusion and returned to the wellhead.

Spread out the hand, it is the nine-colored teardrop, inside is a small space, inside is a pool, storing very shallow water, colorless and crystal clear, but it is the root of immortal power.

"Divine matter!"

Qin Li instantly recognized the origin of this thing.

Dugu Old Demon refines the God of Tsing Yi, leaving behind a little bit of divine material.

"Great chance!" Qin Li was pleasantly surprised. He clenched his teardrops, faintly controlling the immortal power of a well: "There is such a big movement above, is there something unexpected, I have to go over and see."

Qin Li secretly urged.

The immortal gods banged and pushed him out.

Outside is the devilish turbulence, sentient beings degenerate, and Qin Li fights out, brings out the endless holiness and power, dispels the gloom, and shines on all directions.

"Senior Demon Buddha, why are you here too? And who is this young man..."

Qin Li was slightly confused.

"Be careful!"

Old Demon Dugu shouted:

"He is the projection of the Devil Emperor Mie Shi."

Qin Li was very surprised, subconsciously drew his sword, and suddenly realized that he did not have a sword.

At about this time, the ten-square magic array violently oscillated, and the formations collapsed, like a towering tree, crashing down, creating infinite smoke and dust.

"You, another person who can't see through? You can actually take away the nine-color teardrops and ruin my carefully designed magic circle!" The young man was angry and fierce: "I'm going to kill you, draw out the soul, and discover source."

"You are afraid there is no chance."

Qin Li held nine-colored teardrops in his hands, secretly reminding them.

The immortal power of the wellhead erupted, not many, but the power was superb, splitting the nine colors, trapping the young man.

"You can control it."

The young man stared, completely shocked.

The origin of this teardrop is extremely scary, and it can even be traced back to the time when the gods and demons were not separated!

Even if it was him, he couldn't use it, so he was thrown into the magic circle, and he was ignored for 200,000 years.

"Not only can it be controlled, but it can also be killed?"

Qin Li thought a move.

The immortal **** turned into a whirlpool, like a nine-color winch, to crush the young man.

The young man showed the demon power of destroying the world, but was unable to break through the suppression of the immortal divine power, but was cut off his hands and feet, annihilating the power.

"I miscalculated! I didn't expect to fail like this! Just a thought projection is not enough to counter the immortal might, but I remember you, one day, we will meet again."

"No, he wants to blew himself up." Old Demon Dugu exclaimed.