Sovereign to Immortality

Zhu Xian, although retaining some means of immortality, but he is no longer a fairy, but more accurately, Bai Huagong is only a monk who has some immortal means.

When Qianxuandao realized that the other party would not let go of himself, when he really let go, even though he was completely suppressed in the downwind, he also caused enough damage to Baihuagong before he died.

What's more, as a celestial being, in addition to some self-cultivation problems, or the decline of the heavens and humans, the self-repair is degraded. In most cases, the origin is damaged because of the fight against the law, which leads to self-repair. To fall from the fairyland.

There is no doubt that the white birch is the latter.

The immortality of this situation, even though it still retains the embarrassing strength, can actually expose its own flaws.

It is unfortunate that after Qian Xuantao was seriously injured under the dying counterattack, the flaws of Bai Huagong’s self-cultivation were magnified. The aging caused by the massive loss of life during the killing process made Yang Junshan easily grasp this. flaw.

Taoism magical purple gas to the east!

No other magical power has broken out of incredible damage at this time!

At this moment, the fifteenth of the supernatural powers on this road is even more powerful than the top ten.

This magical exchange is right!

For some reasons, Bai Huagong’s own vitality was originally a tendency to leak out, and the battle with Qian Xuantao made his body’s tendency to leak out into a levee.

Originally, Baihuagong could also make up for the cost of the passage of life after getting the fairy-scale volume, but where it was expected that Yang Junshan suddenly shot at this time, and one shot deprived him of the last support and became alive. The last straw that crushed the camel.

The aging body made it difficult for Baihuagong to support. The whole person fell to the ground and then hard to get up. The leaves of the large white birch forest began to yellow, and then began to fall like rain. The original green branches began to wither, white trees. The skin gradually lost its moisture and cracked, and the piece of white birch wood began to lose its vitality.

Yang Junshan did not dare to have the slightest care at this time. He was eager to take a few steps in front of him. He took out a seal with his hands and painted it out. He directly smashed Baihuagong into a pile of dry materials. The body was so fragmented that it was a little relieved.

Then Yang Junshan’s gaze looked at the Tuo Xianfu surrounded by the milky white glory suspended above the body of Qianxuan.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Junshan once again confirmed that Qian Xuantao had indeed fallen completely. Finally, with a little bit of excitement, he waved his hand at the extension of the fairy charm, and Fu Fu suddenly curled into a scroll and fell into his hands.

However, before Yang Junshan wants to take a look at this fairy-tale symbol, the surrounding environment suddenly changes, so that he suddenly raised his vigilance.

It’s like a piece of paper on a piece of paper that was easily touched out. The space around it began to break down and build a new secret. The large white birch forests shrank rapidly, and the big trees turned into tiny branches. Then all these branches and leaves together with Yang Junshan suddenly appeared on the crown of a birch tree, as if the space he was in was just the illusion of the birch tree he was at.

Numerous leaves fluttering in the air began to flash with a faint aura, surrounded by the white birch tree where Yang Junshan is located, forming a huge and tight leaf sphere, which also makes this space constantly compressed.

A lot of vitality is compressed in the space of the symbolic space supported by the leaves. This is obviously a way for Baihuagong to build a life-saving leak for the continuation of his life. This way makes Baihuagong Even if the body still retains a little bit of life, it can immediately recover the injury by absorbing the vitality that pervades the space of the symbol, and even he can repair the damage of his body's vitality through the extension.

This is also the most fundamental reason why Bai Huagong dared to relentlessly create a heavy blow to kill Qianxuan.

It is a pity that people are not as good as days. Bai Huagong did not notice the sneak peek of Yang Junshan at the last moment. The last bit of life that was originally reserved was stripped away by the purple gas, and even though it was filled with vitality. Strong, but can not make Baihuagong resurrected.

Yang Junshan jumped from the birch tree and patted the white birch trunk that looked not tall. Needless to say, this birch tree should be the body of the white birch.

It’s just that Yang Junshan doesn’t quite understand that the body ring of this white birch is not only three or five hundred years, but even thousands of years is not enough. If so, this white birch What is the relationship between Shenghuamen? It is only a matter of millennia to know that the entire time of the creation of the Holy Birch Gate.

Of course, all these problems are nothing compared to the hidden identity of Bai Huagong.

Feeling the strong life of compression in this small space, Yang Junshan took a greedy breath and took a deep breath. The body of Jiuyi really accelerated the three-point operation. After refining, Yang Junshan even Both of them can seem to have an increasing trend, and even the pure yang blood in the body seems to be burning a little, which makes Yang Junshan hate to practice here for ten or eight years, whether it is his or her Shouyuan, Xiuwei, or refining techniques will surely have a qualitative improvement.

It should be known that although this space of the symbolic array has banned the large number of vitality that Baihuagong’s elixir body has passed, it is impossible to maintain the vitality of the space in the rigorous array space. If it cannot be turned into its own. If you use it, then for a long time, you can only sit and watch these vitality gradually dissipate.

However, this time is not the time to retreat. In fact, at this time, Yang Junshan stood under the dead white birch tree, but the gods have already perceived this small space through the surrounding array. The monks of St. Birch have gathered more and more around.

Although these monks are not worthy of being repaired, even if there are two or three paths, it is impossible to stop Yang Junshan, and it is even more impossible to enter this space, but the time has dragged on for a long time. Great changes will inevitably attract the attention of the surrounding forces. Therefore, it is imperative for Yang Junshan to leave this place as soon as possible.

Oh, it’s best not to let the monks of St. Birch find all the traces about him!

Yang Junshan looked at the white birch tree behind him and the space around him. The best way is to take away the entire space of the array. You can't let him come here but go empty-handed, let alone the benefits. In front of you, where is the reason for abandoning?

This piece of space, after all, is the first to build a matrix, in order to form this unique micro-space secret with the white birch tree as the core.

As long as it is the formation method, Yang Junshan will have 70% to 80% of it to use it for his own use, not to mention that this piece of unconstrained symbolic space itself is not a clever array.

The monks of Shenghuamen have been more and more aware of the inappropriateness. Unfortunately, in the face of this space, everyone is helpless, and even there are some taboos in the faintness. They dare not go forward to test, let alone force the entry. Look at the space.

However, this also gave Yang Junshan enough time to crack and control the space of the symbol, and the result of the crack also made Yang Junshan full of surprises!

After analyzing the entire space of the array, Yang Junshan suddenly found that the roots of the white birch tree in the underground were actually cut off by one-third, and this may be the root cause of Baihuagong becoming a fairy.

It is precisely because his body roots have been cut off, so that his vitality is always in a state of elapsed. In desperation, he has to construct this space of the array to use as much convergence as possible to escape the vitality from the root of the body. After re-refining, it is used to prolong its life, but in fact his life is still in the process of being cut all the time, but because he is a spirit demon, his body's vitality is already full, even if it is lost. Still maintaining a long life.

Of course, the real value of the entire symbolic space is still the dead white birch tree, knowing that this is a spiritual demon body that once reached the fairyland.

However, at this time, Yang Junshan’s heart is the large wooden vein built on the ground with the whole body of the white birch tree as the whole, with all the white birch trees in the whole St.

At this time, Yang Junshan had already taken control of the entire space of the array, and even at any time he could take off the body of the white birch tree from the entire array of the holy birch dojo, but he now has another challenge. That is to leave the large wooden veins in the dojo as far as possible when leaving the holy birch door and temporarily into the space of the array.

After doing this, the entire Shenghuamen Dojo will almost be destroyed, but what does it have to do with Yang Junshan? After losing the sacred shelter of Bai Huagong, who disguised himself as a thunderbolt, Yang Junshan did not believe that Shenghuamen could still maintain their position in the entire Changbaixing Palace.

Then the earth was shaken in the ground, the dojo of the whole holy birch door began to collapse, and the pieces of white birch wood were swept away or buried deep in the soil, while a huge space was in the middle of shaking. Pulled out of the earth, countless Fufang flying, will be wrapped with the body of the white birch tree and the majority of the wooden veins, and then this huge sphere began to become smaller and smaller, and finally concentrated into a person of high and low size. Suddenly, a common green belt was opened in the air, and eventually disappeared into the eyes of all the chaotic monks who were in chaos. On the ground, they only left a circle with a depth of more than ten feet and a diameter of nearly one hundred feet. Ground pit.