Great Antiquity: I Created the Twelve Ancestral Witch of the Devil's Edition

"Book from the ground! This is actually a book from the ground!"

The Book of the Earth, also known as the Earth's Membrane, is one of the Three Books of Innate, the best innate treasure!

The other two innate books are equally famous.

The Book of the Heavens, also known as the Conferred God List, will confer the gods of Zhoutian in the future.

Renshu, also known as life and death, is the treasure of the underworld, and is owned by Miss Houtu.

"I remember that the book of the earth is the thing of Zhenyuanzi. With the help of the book, he has the title of the ancestor of the earth immortal. I robbed Zhenyuanzi's best innate spiritual treasure."

Wang Xuan was speechless for a while.

He swears, he really didn't want to grab the book.

"I have comprehended the complete avenue of earth and possessed the will of the earth. Therefore, the book of the earth responded to my soul and automatically fell into my arms. It's not my fault. The best innate spiritual treasure delivered to your door, don't want it for nothing."

Wang Xuan's divine sense penetrated into the book and found that there were imprints of divine sense left by Zhen Yuanzi.

The Book of the Earth is a top-quality innate spiritual treasure, among which there are thirty-five innate prohibitions.

The imprint of Zhen Yuanzi's consciousness remained on the twenty-first innate prohibition.

Wang Xuan wiped out Zhen Yuanzi's spiritual consciousness and sacrificed the book.

A miraculous thing happened, and the book of the earth actually cooperated with Wang Xuan, making Wang Xuan's consciousness easily penetrate into the thirty-fifth innate prohibition.

This means that Wang Xuan has completely refined the Book of the Earth and can use it as he wants.

He realized the purpose of the book from the earth.

The Book of the Earth is an innate spiritual treasure of the top defense class, which can mobilize the great power of the Great Desolation.

To attack the Book of the Earth is to attack the great land.

The prehistoric land is not destroyed, and the book is hard to break.

In addition, the book of the earth can also confer the god of the earth and the mountain, which is recognized by the heaven.

The gods of the earth gods and mountains whose names do not appear in the book of the earth are all false gods.

"No wonder Zhenyuanzi has the reputation of the ancestor of the earth immortal. In the future, the land of the wild mountain gods will worship me. Hehe, if you want to be the land, get a tattoo first."

Wang Xuan found a steady source of customers and laughed.

With the help of the Book of the Earth, he once again wandered the wild land, focusing on famous mountains and rivers.

The strange sound of water flowing faintly sounded again.

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Chapter 11 Dreaming is Dead, But It's Okay

The sound of water flow has been lingering in Wang Xuan's ears.

When you listen carefully, the sound of water flow disappears, and you can't find it.

"Strange, where is the sound of water flowing?"

Wang Xuan was disturbed by the sound of water, and he no longer felt the will of the earth.

Only then did he realize that before he knew it, several years had passed in a hurry.

"The prehistoric time flies so fast."

Wang Xuan sighed with emotion, and there was no one outside the Daowen Palace.

"After practicing for a few years, it's time to take a break and get a good night's sleep."

Wang Xuan became immortal too fast, and his habit has not changed.

Lying in bed, fell asleep in a while.

He had a strange dream.

In the dream, the sound of running water surrounded him.

In the dream, he fell into a surging river.

And he turned into a drop of water, sinking with the waves in the river.

He couldn't control the water droplets he turned into.

A wonderful force restrained him, and he could only flow down with the rolling river.

Surrounded by pieces of water droplets, all like him, drifting with the flow.

In a trance, he saw a flashing figure from a few drops of water.

Some of the water droplets are drifting along, disappearing like a sudden evaporation.

"The sound of the water I heard should come from this big river. What kind of river is it? It's so weird, Huangquan River?"

This dream is very clear and will not disappear for a long time.

Wang Xuan fell silent, hinting in his heart to wake up soon.

Suddenly, Dajiang disappeared and the dream receded.

Wang Xuan woke up, he looked left and right, he was no longer a drop of water, he had returned to Daowen Palace.

He breathed a sigh of relief, "This dream is too strange... eh?"

Wang Xuan noticed something was wrong.

The time is not right.

Not the next morning.

But more than a hundred years later!

I had a dream and woke up a hundred years later.

A century of dreams!

"This...Fortunately, I cultivated into a golden immortal, and I am no longer a mortal. Otherwise, if I only have this dream, I will die. Dreaming to death is okay."

Wang Xuan was so surprised, he made a joke to adjust his mood.

He recalled the river in his dream, but it was a blur. He only remembered that he turned into a drop of water and sank in the big river.

"What is the big river in the dream?"

He didn't understand.

A dream for a hundred years is too terrifying, and Wang Xuan does not want to have the same dream again.

However, the big river seemed to be entangled in him.

As long as he comprehends the Dao of Earth, the will of the earth, he can hear the faint sound of water.

He tried to sleep again, and the strange Dajiang appeared in his dream again.

When he wakes up, another hundred years have passed.

Unable to figure out the origin of Da He, Wang Xuan did not dare to sleep again.

"You have to find a Great Desolate God and ask about the origin of the great river in your dreams."

chaos.

Several immortals flew together, carefully avoiding the chaotic storm.

They are all red guests of Zixiao Palace, and they are rushing to Zixiao Palace to listen to Daozu Hongjun's second sermon.

Chaos is full of dangers, and if you are not careful, you will die.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew from behind, making them all flee in shock.

"Be careful, the Chaos Storm has broken out."

"It's not the chaotic storm, it's the divine wind raised by the gods."

"Who is so daring to use the divine wind in chaos."

They looked back and saw a giant peng flapping its wings, charging straight into the Chaos Storm.

"It's Kunpeng!"

"He rushed into the chaotic storm. Did he think about it and find his own way?"

"When he was preaching before, he was robbed of the futon by Zhun Ti."

They all believed that Kunpeng would die in the chaotic storm.

But soon, they were all slapped in the face by Kunpeng.

After a while, Kunpeng swept out of the chaotic storm, unscathed.

"Didn't the Chaos Storm tear Kunpeng apart?"

"Kunpeng can actually carry the chaotic storm."

"Kunpeng is so strong, why was Zhunti knocked down the futon?"

They watched in amazement as Kunpeng surpassed them.

Kunpeng waved his wings with satisfaction.

"The supernatural power of Swinging Thousands of Miles makes me not afraid of the chaotic storm, and it is too strong to be able to walk freely in the chaos.

The other two supernatural powers are also extraordinary.Hmph, Zhun mention, receive and lead, you are waiting for me. "

Kunpeng sneered, his eyes shining with revenge.

He rampaged all the way in the chaos, surpassing the red dust guests of Zixiao Palace, and flew to Zixiao Palace.

He glanced at Zixiao Palace.

On the first six futons, Pangu Sanqing and Nuwa have arrived.

The other two futons were empty.

The reception and quasi-promotion have not arrived yet.

"Just outside the Zixiao Palace to end this cause and effect."