I Am Really Not The Son of Providence

There is no cloud in the sky over the misty plain, but there is a masterpiece of thunder.

The mighty power of thunder and lightning gathered over the misty plain, refining the spiritual mist.

In the void, you can see the ten great phantom beasts flying proudly, exuding terrible pressure.

The Lord of the Gods was shrouded in the thunder and celestial light, as if a god descended to the earth as a stalwart, slamming Fang Yao.

At this time, he had planted a large array of Shenxiao to refine and refine the spiritual mist for a day and a night.

The spiritual fog in the misty plain has been many times thinner, and you can even see the depths of the plain.

Both the God Lord and Bilian Tianzun felt very surprised about this, because it was simply unreasonable smoothly.

In the depths of the Misty Plain, there is a great demon that binds immortal vines into spirits. This is no secret among the top forces in the Eastern Wilderness.

But why the Holy Land of Gods, which is adjacent to the Misty Plain, has not conquered and wiped out the Misty Plain!

It is precisely because the immortal vine has been cultivated in the plain for thousands of years, it has long been refined into a domain.

Most of the misty plains are the territory of the vines and greens, which can be controlled at will.

The spirit mist released by the Green Lady of the Vine, even the divine mind of many saints will be affected.

Coupled with the talent of the vine mother green Ji's magical power escape technique, he can freely shuttle through the entire misty plain.

Therefore, even if the saint of the human race makes a move, it may not be able to surrender it, not to mention that she still hides the blood of the immortal vine.

Originally, in the eyes of the Holy Master of Shenxiao and Bilian Tianzun, it took at least several months for ordinary saints to crack the fog array.

Although the Holy Lord of Shenxiao carried the ten Thunder Emperor Banner of the Holy Land, his methods were doubled.

But it would take at least three days and three nights to break all the formations of the Fujimoruji.

After all, this great formation of the sky-covering spiritual fog has been reinforced for thousands of years.

And in the process of breaking the formation, you have to avoid accidentally hurting Shen Tian.

But the two did not expect that it was only one day and one night.

The Great Array of Spiritual Mist in the Misty Plain had been refined to almost the same extent and almost completely disappeared.

There is only one possibility: that is, the Lingwu Great Array has no strong masters, and it becomes the Borderless Array!

In fact, before urging the great formation of Shenxiao to refine the mist, the Holy Master of Shenxiao did not feel resistance.

Thinking of this, the Holy Master Shenxiao glanced at Bilian Tianzun, did not speak, but the meaning was already obvious.

Did you see that, I said that there is no need to worry at all, that hapless guy was killed by Tianerke.

Now we have to quickly find Tian'er to let him feel the warmth of the Holy Land.

Brother Millennium, an old Taoist priest can understand in an instant.

But his heart is stubborn, even if there is something wrong in the foggy plain?

You can guarantee that this incident has something to do with Shen Tian, ​​and can you be sure that Shen Tian is the final winner?

The old Taoist was a little bit sour, frankly speaking, he didn't want Shen Tian to have an accident, and he didn't want a big chance.

Because he had already seen the scene recorded by the Holy Master Shenxiao, Shen Tian almost pushed away the half of the apprentice himself.

The veteran Taoist believes that Shen Tian is a bottomless pit for burning money, and he will definitely be more and more unlucky in his cultivation.

If the facts prove that Shen Tian is the son of luck, and this experience has met with great opportunities.

Then this great opportunity has nothing to do with him. He still has to regret his death?

...

The eye contact between the Holy Lord of Shenxiao and the old Taoist priest, others did not notice the clue.

Zhang Yunxi looked at the thinner and thinner spiritual fog, and her eyes were extremely eager: "Father, can you go in?"

At this time, there was only a very thin amount of spiritual fog left in the misty plain, and the impact on the monks was not very obvious.

The Holy Master of Shenxiao nodded slightly: "This seat has sensed the specific position of Tian'er, you are waiting here."

The old Taoist's eyes turned, and according to his younger brother, this kid might have a big chance!

Let the old-fashioned me wait here, okay, second child, you want to eat alone!

Thinking of this, the veteran Taoist righteously said: "Junior Brother, you are greatly injured in your formation."

"According to the old ways, you should stay in the misty city and rest at ease, let me find my nephew, brother!"

The Holy Master of Shenxiao looked at the old Taoist indifferently, what wishful thinking was in his heart, this brother, could he still not know?

If this cargo is allowed to pick up Shen Tian, ​​the danger is certainly not dangerous, I am afraid that a piece of Yi Dan Shen Tian will not escape!

Thinking of this, the Holy Master Shenxiao said indifferently: "It doesn't matter, although this seat has lost vitality."

"But it only takes a few years to recuperate, and it is totally worth it to save Tianer!"

"You don't need to tell Tian'er about this little thing, in order to worry him."

After speaking, the Holy Master of Shenxiao looked at the old Taoist: "This seat has sensed the position of Tian'er, so I will pick him up."

After that, the Holy Master Shenxiao cast a celestial light, rolled up Zhang Yunxi and flew towards the depths of the misty plain.

The old Taoist cursed the old fox secretly, and his body turned into a golden light to chase him up.

Only Qin Yundi, Grandpa Gui and others were left in place and he was relieved.

"It's worthy of being Brother Shengzi, who can actually let the Holy Master save his life at all costs."

"The immortal master is the immortal master, who broke into the depths of the misty plain alone without being injured."

"The Misty City suddenly broke the siege, it is indeed the handwriting of the fairy master, the method of the fairy master is really amazing!"

"The Holy Lord personally took action, Your Highness is saved, and Empress Lan Concubine in the Spirit of Heaven should also smile at Jiuquan!"

...

The words are divided into two ends, deep in the foggy plain.

At this time, Shen Tian had already left the valley and came to a flat ground.

In front of him was burning a group of scarlet flames, swaying quietly on the ground.

Yes, that group of flames was the original fragment of Nanming Lihuo, and it was also the last fragment found by Shen Tian.

On this day and night, the Holy Master of Shenxiao was working hard to refine the spirit mist, and Shen Tian was not idle.

He swept the Misty Valley thoroughly to make sure there was no leakage.

Then, began to collect Nanming Lihuo.

When Qianyang Jianzun fell, fragments of Nanming Lihuo's origin splashed.

Most of the fragments fell near the valley, Shen Tian could feel it.

Relying on the strength of the Fire Sutra in his body, Shen Tian quickly found the origin of the Nanming Lihuo.

And the group in front of him was indeed the last source of the group he could sense.

Shen Tian carefully refining this group of Nanming Lihuo.

A peculiar energy surged all over the body immediately.

Shen Tian could feel the flame in his heart getting hotter.

Among the five elements, fire corresponds to the heart, which is the organ that supplies blood.

At this time, the heart was tempered by Li Huo, and Shen Tian could feel that his blood became stronger than before!

At this time, he even felt that he could try to fight against the true immortals!

Of course, try to die.

...

Shen Tian took out a wooden box from Cangming Ring.

There are bones in the box, and the whole body is golden.

These bones are as hard as gold, and they exude the true charm of kendo.

According to Shen Tian's guess, this should be the broken bones left by Jianzun Qianyang's fall.

After all, Shen Tian inherited part of Nanming Lihuo, so he should help him build a tomb because of his emotions and reasons.

Therefore, in the process of collecting Nanming Lihuo, he also collected the remaining bones by the way.

Dig a pit with the immortal vine vines on the spot and bury the box in it.

Then Shen Tian found another stone and cut it into long strips.

Holding the lotus shot spear, Shen Tian wrote the six characters'Tomb of Qianyang Jianzun' on the surface of the stone.

Beside these six big characters, he wrote another column of small characters: Destined person Shen Tianli.

If you take your inheritance and bury you in the grave, I will not owe anyone with you!

Shen Tian was about to breathe a sigh of relief, suddenly he seemed to have thought of something.

No, this is too careless, how can I leave a name!

What if Jianzun Qianyang has an enemy, what if I see the tombstone?

When the time comes, the son of the god will inherit the inheritance of Qianyang Jianzun, the son of Yinben?

Didn't that holy son thunder for Zhao Hao that kid?No, no, too dangerous.

Thinking of this, Shen Tian changed the'Shen Tian' in'The Destined Person Shen Tianli' to'Zhao Hao'.

Well, this looks much pleasing to the eye.

But it's not right, so this son is not a pit brother Zhao?

Shen Tian held his chin and stared at the stele, feeling a bit tangled for a while.

...

At this moment, a silver figure suddenly shot over the plain.

Behind her was a huge Thunder White Tiger vision, exuding an aura of anger.

"The demon girl, dare to snatch the mask I gave to Junior Brother, what did you do to him?"

"Hurry up and hand over my junior brother, otherwise this saint will never end with you!"

The voice just sounded, that powerful woman has already arrived.

She fisted like a tiger down the mountain and struck Shen Tian!

When she punched her, the Hunyuan divine thunder enveloped her body, and her whole person was like a tiger rushing for food.

This person is not Zhang Yunxi, who else can he be?