Martial Breaks Nine Desolate

Domination is the incarnation of heaven, and that level is unattainable.

From ancient times to the present, Xiao Ye has also penetrated in.

In addition, no matter how strong the innate gods are, they can't be copied, and at most they can only possess master-class combat power, which is still far from that realm.

now.

The ancient gods heard it very clearly, Mutsu said that he was so awkward that he wanted to step into that realm!

how can that be!

Even if Wu Zhuo's future is really terrifying, his current realm is still not the best.

Compared to the realm of dominance, it is a thousand miles away, just like an ant looking up at the starry sky.

"He is different from us."

"He got the inheritance of Master Xiao Ye. The starting point of the road he walked was originally very high, above all paths. He may have a clear understanding, so from now on, he must pave the way for the future. ."

Facing the shock of the ancient gods, Mutsu slowly spoke.

He is the only surviving God of Qiu Huang in the Primordial Chaos Era. He has guarded the Central God's Court for countless years. He has seen some clues in terms of his vision and horizons, far surpassing these ancient gods.

"Senior Mutsu, he is only at the pinnacle of the Seventh Rank of the Heavenly Dao. This Wang Shenquan is only smelting a large number of innate mixed treasures. Can he really succeed?"

From the side, Cheng Wen asked in disbelief, still incomprehensible.

"Look at it and talk about it."

Mutsu was silent for a long time before speaking.

Seeing this, the ancient gods became quiet.

They did not leave, they were all sitting near this secret place.

Regardless of Wuchou's success, these actions alone are worthy of their expectations.

"The adults of the ancient gods, all gathered around Wu Zhuo!"

The news spread, and the big forbidden sky was another choppy.

In recent years, what happened to Wu Zhuo has been so shocking, and now it has naturally aroused discussion among the gods.

This secret land has become the focus of chaos.

Wu Zhuo was completely unaware of this.

He sat cross-legged in the pool, as if he had settled down, the Shenquan that drowned his body was rolling endlessly, and the sky was full of clouds.

Wu Zhuo did not directly absorb the divine spring, and continued to burn it with his comprehensible ten thousand ways, which made the pool restless, the waves rolled, the stormy waves hit the shore, and the entrapped air spread.

Time is like this, year after year has passed.

The ancient gods sitting near the secret place stood up and looked at them from time to time, and finally saw something, the shock in their eyes became more intense.

This Wang Shenquan is indeed just a hodgepodge of smelting endless treasures, and it is difficult to have any definite effect on the ancestor gods in the realm of Wuzhuo.

But as Wuchou continued to burn with ten thousand ways, Shenquan was obviously changing.

It is like a vulgar thing in the mundane world.

Infected by divine power, a leap of life level occurred.

Of course, this Wang Shenquan is not a vulgar thing, with violent energy.

But under the burning, it gradually possessed Dao Yun, and then it penetrated from Wu Zhuo's body surface, passed through the circulation of the divine veins in the opponent's body, and then flowed into the pool, forming a big circle.

When time passed 100,000 years.

This pool seemed to have become a part of Wu Zhuo's body, making Shenquan refined.

The diffused enthusiasm soared into the sky, forming a vague divine residence.

That is the divine residence of the innate gods.

From top innate gods such as Qiu Huang, Wutian, Shura, Dayan, and Ancient Gods, to medium-sized innate gods such as Lishen, Dharma, Sky God, and Underworld, to low-level innate gods such as Shadow God and Dark God. Are presented one by one.

At last.

With all the main products and ancestral avenues in the world taking shape in the energetic atmosphere, the divine residences of the ancestor gods emerged.

at the same time.

Time and destiny avenues rushed into the sky, so that the divine residences of the gods transformed by these two avenues gradually emerged as the years passed.

The divine residence of the gods of the heavens, the moment it takes shape.

This Wang Shenquan also became so shining, gurgling and surging, and had a kind of vigor resonance with Wuchou, that intoxicating fragrance, permeating from the secret place, so that the ancient gods are all refreshed, like I drank the aged wine, my pores were opened, and I was ecstatic.

"this is……"

Ying Shao, Nandu, Fowler and others were all shocked.

It is hard to imagine that there are still treasures in the world that make them feel this way.

At the same time, they finally understood.

Wu Zhuo took endless treasures and smelted this Wang Shenquan, which was only the beginning.

these years.

Wu Zhuo used his own avenue to continuously upgrade the level of Wang Shenquan, endowing Shenquan with incredible divine power, and finally turning it into an inexplicable Dao treasure of his own.

The specific methods are unknown to the ancient gods, but this result shocked them.

In this world, there is no treasure that allows innate gods to become masters.

even.

Even the innate mixed treasures needed for the cultivation of innate gods come from the central gods.

But Wu Zhuo, in his own way, created a Taobao that paves the way for the future.

Under the gaze of everyone, Wu Zhuo had suddenly got up and opened his mouth to take a breath.

Wow!

Daoguang's vast divine spring turned into a torrent of torrents that rushed in from Wu Zhuo's mouth, directly flowed into his body, gathered in Wu Zhuo's body, and burst out Dao sounds resounding through the sky.

Wu Zhuo's body surface also instantly turned red, like a red soldering iron.

Wu Zhuo is urging all the ways, and constantly suppressing the violent fluctuations, until a long time later, this is successful.

As for the realm of shamanism.

At this moment, there was an improvement, from the peak of the seventh revolution of the heavenly path, directly to the early stage of the eighth revolution of the heavenly path.

The whole process is still not thrilling, and it has nothing to do with swallowing the sacred spring. It is just a profound accumulation and a natural breakthrough.

"Seniors, I have worried you all these years, I'm fine, don't worry!"

At this time, Wu Zhuo raised his eyes, looked at the ancient gods near the secret place, and smiled honestly.

"Witch..."

Seeing this, the corners of the gods' mouths twitched.

If.

The previous Wuchou, with their realm advantage, can still see through.

So now, it seems a little unpredictable, like a cloud of mist, covering the witchcraft.

After devouring the Taobao he created, Wu Zhuo had a certain transformation.

boom!

At this time, the Iron-Blooded Emperor among the Four True Spirits suddenly shook his body and his supreme aura soared into the sky.

Following Wu Zhuo's gaze, the blood of the broken dimension **** source in his body could not restrain the spontaneous rotation, forming a thick blood scab, covering his whole body.

"I seem to feel it, similar to the blood of Powei God Source!"

With an iron and blood state of mind, he was also moving, and the words he uttered made the ancient gods silent again.

The blood of the broken dimension **** source, which was condensed by Eternal Sky as the ruler of the ancient god, was gifted to the Jagged Emperor by Xiao Ye.

This kind of blood of the source of the gods has the effect of sublimating the innate **** body, and even the dimensional life style, as shoulder-to-shoulder.

Jagged's words at the moment fully corroborated Mutsu's speculation!

(First one!)