Naruto Peak Human

Hou Tu took a deep breath, his eyes fixed.

Seeing this scene, for some reason, Li Zhenwu's heart throbbed violently, as if there was a big secret, and even he could not calm down.

"Friend Zhenwu Daoist, I think you should know about our twelve ancestors, right?" Hou Tu asked softly, with a hint of sadness in his tone.

"Of course, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, in addition to the Gonggong who slammed into Buzhoushan in anger, there is also Zhu Rong who was killed by the demon clan. Now you are the only ones left." Li Zhenwu's eyes flashed brightly, and he said lightly.

"No, Zhu Rong is not dead yet..."

"what?"

Before Hou Tu's words were finished, Li Zhenwu exclaimed, he couldn't believe it.

This is absolutely explosive news. When it is passed on, the entire flood will be shaken, and even the saints will be shocked.

However, Houtu shook his head and said sadly: "Although he is not dead, he will not survive, and will eventually perish himself."

While speaking, Xuan Ming and Hou Tu moved lightly with lotus steps and came to another high platform.

"Let's see, if there is a cure, if you don't dare to ask for anything, my Wu clan will do my best to agree..." Xuan Ming said in a deep voice.

When Li Zhenwu saw this, his eyes fell on the high platform.

It was blurry there, and the chaotic fog rolled over, obscuring the sense of Tianji Avenue, making it impossible for people to covet.

"Shh!"

Li Zhenwu's eyes flashed, his eyes shone with divine light, and two blue light beams penetrated the chaotic fog of the high platform, and he could see the true face clearly.

"True spirit state?"

After only one look, Li Zhenwu exclaimed again, this time, he was really shocked.

I saw a group of weak energy bodies curled up under the chaotic fog, like a placenta. It was not difficult to see that it was a human-shaped energy body.

"No, Zhu Rong was trapped and killed by the demon clan's Zhou Tianxingdou formation, and finally blew himself up and died, only the true spirit escaped." Xuan Ming's face was full of loneliness.

Li Zhenwu's mind moved, and he pointed to the true spirit under the chaotic fog, and said incredulously: "You don't think that fairy beans can restore the state of the true spirit to its original state, right?"

"This is impossible. Immortal beans can only be useful to living beings. As for a pure energy body like a true spirit, it is useless at all."

"However, if you have believed in me, you can hand him over to me, and let him be reborn in another way, no more."

Li Zhenwu was very confident, and he spoke indifferently.

In fact, the bottom of his heart has been set off a huge wave. If Xuan Ming 1.1 and Hou Tu were not here, he would definitely jump for joy.

This is the true spirit of Zhu Rong. Ancestral Wu Yuanshen is lacking, and it is absolutely unprecedented that the true spirit can be left under the self-destruction.

There are also no later comers, because the true spirit of the ancestors does not exist in the primordial spirit, but in the flesh and blood. If you want to get out of it, even the saints can't do it.

Perhaps Zhu Rong's self-destruction had some kind of reaction with the monster clan's Zhou Tianxingdou formation, which led to the death of the body, but the true spirit escaped.

"Live in an alternative way, do you mean to refine him into a treasure?" Xuan Ming's eyes widened.

Even Houtu has changed dramatically. If this is the case, they will never give Zhu Rong Zhenling to Li Zhenwu.

Chapter [-] The Twelve Capitals and Heavens Hunyuan Great Array! (Second more)

"Yes, no." Li Zhenwu said.

He didn't hide anything from the two of them, because even if he got the true spirit of Zhu Rong, as long as he used his means, he would be seen by the other party sooner or later.

In this case, it is better to admit it generously.

Hearing this, the back soil suddenly sounded. He also said this when he and Li Zhenwu were traveling in the Great Wilderness a few days ago.

"Is it any different?"

"Have you ever thought that Zhu Rong Zhenling will die sooner or later with the passage of time, but if it is refined by me, it can give him an alternative life, what's wrong?"

Li Zhenwu carried his hands on his back and looked at the real spirit under the chaotic mist, his heart was extremely hot.

The original purpose of coming to the Wu clan was to get twelve drops of Ancestral Wu essence blood, but now that he saw Zhu Rong's true spirit, he changed his mind.

Twelve drops of Ancestral Witch's blood and Zhu Rong Zhenling are blessed with the power of real martial arts that refines the merits of Hunyuan, and 21 may be able to refine a super formation that surpasses the great formation of the Twelve Capitals.

Of course, this is just his guess, and all the results will only be known after testing.

However, it is full of confidence to have the power of true martial arts. After all, it is the energy that has refined the merits of Hunyuan Dao. I am afraid that there is nothing more unique than it in the prehistoric world.

"What's the difference between this and letting the true spirit die?" Xuan Ming sneered, not expecting this person to be so greedy.

In her cognition, if Li Zhenwu refines Zhu Rong Zhenling, then, no matter what he refines, there is no spiritual wisdom at all, and it is no different from dead things.

However, Li Zhenwu shook his head and said with a smile: "Of course it's different. I have a way to restore his intelligence, but I need to control him for ten thousand years, or if I refine it and let him go, then I won't lose money."

Ten thousand years is enough time for him to certify and be sanctified.

The Promise Saint of Hunyuan Dao, that is the highest-level saint in Chaos, and Hongjun is just the Promise Saint of Hunyuan Heavenly Dao.

There is one level difference between the two.

As for the current prehistoric saints, they are only saints under the heaven, the chaotic heavenly sages, unless they can break through to the boundless sages of the Primordial Dao, or they are pressed by Hongjun, they will never be able to surpass themselves.

Li Zhenwu's voice fell, and the different space in the stone house immediately fell into a dead silence.

Li Zhenwu was quite patient, did not disturb the thinking of the two, but just waited silently, but his eyes fell on the chaotic fog.