Great Antiquity: You Have to Create a Jade Butterfly at the Beginning

"I don't know what your friends are talking about without Zhoushan?" Zhu Jiuyin asked with a smile.

"The great god Pangu opened up the world, and the power of opening the sky is unparalleled. The poor Taoist has admiration in his heart, so he specially came to visit and worship." Dongwanggong said with a look of admiration on his face.

Hearing what Prince Dong said, the Twelve Ancestors no longer had any thoughts of blocking Prince East, and couldn't help but feel a little favor for Prince East.

"Daoist said that, I should not stop me, so please do it," Di Jiang said.

It is the best to not let these people pester me.

Dongwanggong smiled cheerfully: "Farewell to the poor!"

After saying goodbye to everyone, Prince Dong began to climb the mountain again.

Sixty-five kilometers.

Seventy thousand meters.

Seventy-five kilometers.

Seventy-seven kilometers.

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Eighty thousand meters.

When he climbed a full [-] meters, the Taoist robe of Prince Dong was no longer in shape, and Ling Lie's coercion was like countless sharp knives, leaving countless wounds on Prince Dong's body.

At this time, Duke Dong had become a blood man.

Rao is that he has reached the current cultivation level. Under this powerful pressure, the wounds have not yet recovered, and thousands of new wounds will be added on the body.

The splashed blood swept down the mountain along the coercion of Ling Lie.

"As expected of the person who opened the sky!"

An exclamation came out of the East Prince's heart.

Arriving here, the whole mountain is filled with a heavy and vast breath of vicissitudes.

The Duke of East naturally understood that this was the breath left by the great god Pangu.

After falling for so many years, the remaining aura is so powerful, how strong will it be if it is alive?

The coercion became stronger and stronger, but Prince Dong couldn't take a single step.

If it wasn't for Qianyuan Youjia's ability to protect the primordial spirit of Prince Dong, so that the mana of the whole body could run smoothly under this majestic pressure, Prince Dong would not be able to reach the height of [-] meters.

It can be said that [-] meters has already reached the pinnacle of Dongwanggong's pinnacle.

Feeling such a powerful coercion, Duke Dong forced a smile on his face.

"Here, except for the quasi-sage great power in the Dragon and Han Tribulation, in today's world, except for Na Hongjun and those old-fashioned chaos gods and demons, no one can come here!" Dong Wanggong thought to himself.

Sitting cross-legged with difficulty, the black-yellow inextinguishable body training method slowly appeared in my mind.

Different from the nine realms of Jiuzhuan Xuangong.

The realm of the Xuanhuang immortal body is undoubtedly the same as the realm of cultivation. The two complement each other. Every time one cultivates a level, the cultivation of the physical body will break through a level.

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Chapter 024

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This Mysterious Yellow Indestructible Body is the supreme body forging technique. Although the upper limit is above the nine-turn Mysterious Art, the fundamental requirements for rou's body cultivation are extremely high.

Before the time-travel, Prince Dong had already reached the early stage of Taiyi Jinxian, but this state was accumulated over millions of years. Regarding the cultivation of Rou, the previous Prince Dong had not deliberately cultivated at all.

As a result, the current Prince Dong's foundation is really unstable.

If you want to reach the threshold of this practice, it will mean that the East Prince will reshape the body while retaining the innate Dao foundation. The pain... is indescribable.

After thinking for a while, Prince Dong still made up his mind.

As a later generation, his desire for his own strength is far greater than that of all living beings.

Using this method to become a saint, it will be beyond the existence of the great god Pangu, and he himself will be the first person in this prehistoric world, to become the existence beyond the saint, beyond Hongjun, and beyond the way of heaven.

With such benefits, how could Duke Dong give up so easily?

The palm of his hand was slightly raised, and a trace of black and yellow Daoyin was pinched out from the palm of his hand, and an obscure enchantment instantly lit up around the Duke of East.

It is the supernatural power in the avenue of time - the acceleration of time.

One year in the outside world, ten years in the enchantment.

Almost without delay, Duke Dong soon became immersed in this body-forging exercise.

The cultivation method of Yuanshen is completely different from that of rou body cultivation. One relies on the word 'enlightenment', while the other relies on the word 'tenacity'.

This tough word is more than easy to say.

In this world, the more advanced and profound the cultivation of the body, the more difficult it will be to practice, and it can even be said to be a kind of torture.

Take the nine-turn Xuan Gong as an example, as the supreme body training method of Taoism, very few people have actually practiced it in this prehistoric world.

Often many people will try it after hearing the power of this exercise, but if they really feel the pain, nine and a half out of ten people will choose to give up.

And the other half managed to get over it, and when they felt the pain of the next layer, they would feel deeply conflicted in their hearts.

In the midst of prehistoric times, practice is like eating and drinking water. If you always practice with this kind of conflicting mentality, sooner or later you will not be able to persevere.

As far as the Duke of East knows, in the entire Taoist gate.

Only Yang Jian of the later generations has cultivated the branch of Jiuzhuan Xuangong, '[-] Xuangong', to the fourth level, and then to the back, no one has been able to do it.

The immortal body of Xuanhuang is above the eighty-nine Xuangong, so it will mean the pain and hardship in it, and it is also unprecedented.

As the exercises gradually merged into the primordial spirit, the sweat on Dong Wanggong's forehead began to drip down continuously.

At the same time, the mana that was originally protecting the body was slowly going away.

If you want to cultivate your body, you must let your routichiluo be under the pressure of Buzhou Mountain, so that you can use the pressure of Pangu to the fullest.

"what...."

The mana was only tui. Going away, the East Prince could not help but let out a painful shenyin.

The blue veins on his forehead were like a long centipede, bulging over his head, and at this moment, Duke Dong's face was also flushed.

Duke Dong's strong body kept making explosive sounds. Every time it exploded, there would be a skin opening on the body, and countless splendid blood flowers would continue to bloom.

And this kind of explosion sounds tens of thousands of times every second!

One after another, it can be seen that the wounds of the bones continue to multiply under the pressure of this Buzhou Mountain, but they continue to reunite under the power of Dongwanggong himself.

The mysterious yellow immortal body is spinning wildly in the body.

He is constantly forging the bloodline impurities and the strength of bones and muscles in the East Prince's body.

The greater the pressure of Buzhou Mountain, the faster the speed of its exercises, which is the benefit of forging in this sacred mountain.

If in other places, there is no existence of Buzhou Mountain's coercion, Dongwanggong must use his own strength to urge this exercise, but its speed is not known to be much slower than this Buzhou Mountain.

hiss....

Duke Dong gritted his teeth, resisting the pain, and at the same time he removed a layer of the mana protecting his body to meet the pain.

The dross in the blood kept dripping down the sweat, and before it landed, it was taken away by the powerful coercion.

At this moment, Prince Dong's face was more than embarrassed and pale.

The huge pain is still growing, Rao Shidong Wang Gong had prepared in advance, and almost fainted at this moment.

This sour feeling is no longer a simple routi pain.

Words... can't describe it at all.

Maybe there are Hongjun and those gods and demons who can climb these [-] meters, but, if he dares to use the pressure of Buzhou Mountain as a furnace to refine his body, I am afraid that he is the only one in this prehistoric world who can be so crazy.

The endless pain originally thought that he would be numb, but the fact is the opposite, at this moment he is extremely awake.

He could clearly feel every bit of pain from the loss of blood, every bit of pain from the reorganization of bones and muscles being crushed.

There is no concept of time, and there are only blood rou that is constantly crushed and reborn.

Chapter 025

It seems to be ten thousand years, it seems to be one second, or one second is ten thousand years.

The Duke of East did not know when to withdraw all the mana that protected his body, but at this moment, he was chiluo facing the powerful storm of pressure from Mount Buzhou.

His body has been crushed, and only a pair of withered bones and a shriveled skin with numerous wounds remain.

pain.

Still pain.

He could no longer feel the existence of his body, and it was the pain that told him he was still alive.

Look inside.

The blood in the body is still being reorganized and crushed, and the roaring sound is still continuing.

He didn't notice at all that on the mountainside five kilometers away from him, a Meiyan woman was standing, her eyes like stars were full of surprise.

Time flies.

In that time-accelerating barrier, Duke Dong had forgotten how many years he had been there.

At this moment, Duke Dong is like a sitting Taoist, with blood and energy all over his body, and a trace of obscure Dao rhyme is quietly flowing on his body covered with blood.

hum...

There was a muffled sound in the body.

The foundation of rou's body was recast, and in the deepest part of the body, a mysterious force was activated.