I’m Too Strong To Be Immortal

"I'm too strong to be immortal(

Bai Donglin stretched out his hand to take a photo of the swallowing gourd, and took off the nine golden amulet papers on it.

The black mist entwined on the spirit swallowing gourd instantly expanded outwards, and a vague wave spread to the distance. Bai Donglin felt unheard of, carefully looking at the dark inscription on it.

He swallowed the memory of Heihu, and naturally understood how to break the above ban. His expression was serious, his hands pinched the mysterious magic arts, and at the same time a black mist floated out of the sea of ​​brows, and slowly fell on the spirit swallowing gourd.

The inscription on the spirit swallowing gourd came alive in an instant, began to rotate and move, slowly spelling out a big "ming" character.

Bai Donglin smiled and stretched out his hand to unplug the plug, the golden Buddha soul and black and white Taoist sitting cross-legged in the sea of ​​Gods, and began to recite the two supernatural scriptures.

Normally, such a soul that has just broken through the Primordial Divine Realm for a long time, as long as it is exposed to the heavens and the earth, it will naturally dissipate after a while, and the true spirit will return to the mother river.

But if there is a strong resentment in the soul, you will lose your mind and turn into a ghost. And these Qianyuan monks are all in vain, and the resentment in his heart must be extremely heavy. Bai Donglin would be considered a good deed if he overpowered them.

A group of transparent figures began to float out slowly, shrouded in the sound of the Sanskrit voice, no matter whether there was grievance or not, after a moment, they looked peaceful, bowed gratefully to Bai Donglin, and then turned into white light and dissipated, and a little real spirit returned. Mother river.

There are too many souls in the spirit swallowing gourd, a full 100,000, and it took Bai Donglin nearly two hours to complete this grand ceremony of transcendence.

Bai Donglin let out a sigh of air slightly, and Bai Donglin opened his eyes, feeling that the spiritual platform was clear and bright. Sure enough, it would be beneficial to do something good from time to time.

He already understood these things. At the beginning, he looked up a lot of knowledge in the mountain of books. For example, after slaying the monsters and ghosts, the clear spirit that appeared out of thin air in his mind was actually the reward of the will of heaven and earth. Those monsters and ghosts were unintentional. Foreign objects that flowed in from time to time.

For the world, those are viruses, and of course you will get rewards for helping the world kill viruses.

And Bai Donglin is now overpowering the souls of the dead and sending the true spirits back to the mother river, maybe he will still be favored by the mother river, anyway, these are good things that are beneficial and harmless.

The plug of the Spirit Swallowing Gourd was put on his back, and the spirit swallowing gourd now had no soul in it, and could already be stored in the magic treasure, but Bai Donglin did not intend to do so.

He is going to fish, he is going to start hunting the black-robed man in reverse, for nothing else, he is not to avenge the monk Qianyuan, nor is he to stop the "Eternal Night Project", he is not that great, and he knows that he just kills all black. Robin, it is impossible to stop the "Eternal Night Project" now.

He did this only to cultivate resources!

All the magic treasures stored on the battlefield were collected just now, but unfortunately his second brother was a bit fierce, and more than half of the magic treasures were destroyed.

But it made him feel distressed for a while, and he couldn't condemn the second brother's prodigal behavior. He could only evenly divide the remaining four thousand storage magic weapons with the second brother, and he still made a lot of money!

However, the black-robed people in the nearby big states may have been killed by him and his second brother. They have waited for so long to release the spirit of swallowing gourd and haven't seen anyone come. visit!

Determined the direction, waved to extinguish the bonfire, stepped out, and the figure disappeared instantly.

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"Sect Master! Let me take the disciples to rush again!"

In the huge hall, a strong man knelt on the ground, his body covered in tattered armor, blood was faintly flowing out of his wounded body, his left arm was broken shoulder-to-shoulder, the wound was emitting light, and his left arm was slowly growing out. .

The young man sitting cross-legged on the hall raised his hand to stop the strong man from continuing to speak, his eyes swept across a group of old men in the center of the hall, and his voice asked with majesty:

"God fortune teller, can you find out the weakness of the vast array?"

A huge bronze disc in the center of the main hall is spread on the ground. On top of the disc is a huge three-dimensional image. superior.

Above the image of the Burial Domain, there is a huge formation, with countless dense and complicated lines entwined with each other, and endless runes are shining and moving, unpredictable.

The old man with white beard and hair listened to the young man’s question, he was taken aback and ignored, and continued to pinch the law with both hands, deducing the formation. The young man shook his head helplessly when he saw this, and continued:

"We have been here for so long, but we haven't even entered the Jueyu. Is it true that the ancient world is doomed?"

"Huh! What formation do you think this is? This is the ten must-have formations laid by Emperor Mingyu in the ancient times of chaos by the power of heaven and earth! Where is it so easy to crack?"

"If you have time here, it will affect my deduction. Why don't you go out and fly a few times around the burial domain to see if you can run into the loopholes in the burial domain!"

Hearing the man's complaint, the fortune teller couldn't help muttering in a low voice, the lowest-strength monk in this hall was all in the virtual world, and who couldn't hear the old man's mumble.

However, everyone in the hall looked calm. Obviously, they were not surprised. This divine fortunekeeper was proficient in formations and secret deductions.

The young man above the hall propped his chin with one hand, frowning, and continued to sigh and sigh, and there was nothing to return to the majesty of great power.

"Shut up!"

The divine operator stared straight at the constantly changing formation before his eyes, and suddenly shouted, the young man above the hall was taken aback and closed his mouth unconsciously. Is this old guy too presumptuous!

The **** operator waved his hands, and the image of the burial realm in front of him quickly zoomed in. The complex array route nodes were presented one by one. Among them, a small section of the route rune flashed red, which was extremely conspicuous in the golden array, and the youth’s face was restored to solemnity. Lulu, the figure appeared next to the fortune teller as soon as he moved.

"Qing Feng, the old man has a good news, a bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"

"Can you say it together?"

The fortune teller turned his head, staring at the young man blankly, Qing Feng smiled and stopped playing nonsense, and said seriously:

"Say the good news first!"

"The weak node of the peerless array covering the burial domain has been found. Based on the old man's calculation, we can open an entrance."

Qing Feng heard nothing, nodded, and motioned to the fortune teller to continue.

"As for the bad news..." At this point, the fortuneteller paused, with admiration in his eyes, and then continued: "I have to say, Emperor Mingyu is really a monster genius that has never existed in ancient or modern times. He borrowed the power of heaven and earth, The array that uses itself as the material is indeed impeccable!"

"Not only the old man, I am afraid that no one in the entire ancient world can break this formation. The emergence of this weak node has nothing to do with the old man. This tiny loophole will only appear because the formation of the ten evils is destroyed."

"The bad news is that if we want to enter the Burial Realm, we have to break this node, which is equivalent to helping the Ten Fiends break the seal, and if we do nothing, the fierce beasts can still break the seal. It's just time. That's it."

The formation of the Burial Domain is indeed mysterious, and it has been working perfectly since the ancient times. Some people approach the Burial Domain and don't want to enter but will be swallowed in for no reason, and they want to take the initiative to enter, even if they are powerful, but they have no alternative.

Qing Feng frowned slightly, his face was thoughtful, and then said:

"Let's first discuss with you fellow daoists, but the result remains the same. This node is broken, and the funeral domain must be entered!"

After talking about Qingfeng’s huge thoughts, it swept out in an instant~www.readwn.com~ In the void on the edge of the outer burial realm, there are many palaces, huge boats, pagodas and other magic weapons suspended. After receiving Qingfeng’s thoughts, every time One of the magic weapons disappeared instantly.

While breathing, there were more than a dozen figures in the main hall of the magic weapon of Qingfeng Palace, and everyone's breath was like a sea, and they all cast their eyes on the gods and the images of the burial domain on the bronze disc.

The fortune teller repeated the words just now, everyone was silent, the atmosphere in the hall was suppressed, and soon someone spoke and said:

"Go ahead, we have no time to waste!"

"good!"

Afterwards, everyone disappeared, and each returned to the flying magic weapon. The space around the dozen huge magic weapons was slightly distorted, and in the next instant, they disappeared at the same time.

But in a moment, more than a dozen magic weapons straddled a long distance and descended on the weak node of the formation on the edge of the burial realm.

The fortune-teller with white beard and hair stood in the void, holding the bronze compass with one hand, and squeezing with one hand, Qing Feng and a dozen others stood silently behind him.

After a while, the fortune-teller stopped, golden light appeared in his eyes, raised his hand and scratched twice at the void, and a big "X" in the distance was suspended in the void, shining with white light.

"Found it! Concentrate your strength and attack the place marked by the old man."

Qing Feng and the others nodded slightly, and in the next instant, a terrifying aura rose to the sky, dozens of shocking attacks to annihilate the space, and they fell on "X" almost at the same time!

Click!

A huge crack appeared in an instant, and on the edge of the crack were dense golden inscriptions, which were extremely complex.

"go!"

Qing Feng waved his hand, and dozens of Gui Da Neng and many flying magic weapons instantly shot into the crack.

Exhausted, finally entered the realm of no burial.