Small farmers dominate the deserted island

He could see it anyway, as long as his flower core was still there.

These short-eyed idiots, the city wants to be extremely obsessed with coveting this flower core.

Now Chen Xiaoyu also knows that these fierce beasts all thought of his flower core.

"It seems this thing is incredible."

Looking at the remains of the fierce beast higher than the mountain, and the magic flower core still being refined by Jueguang.

Chen Xiaoyu sighed.

Three days later at noon.

The magical flower core turned out to have slightly petals, which stretched out a bit more than the beginning.

After that, there was a flash of charm and returned to Chen Xiaoyu's body.

"Huh? This is the embryo shape of Hedao Linghua?"

When Chen Xiaoyu saw this scene on the other side, he remembered that there was information about this spirit flower among the monsters that swallowed during his wandering in the wild mountains.

Then, he perceives himself carefully, and understands his own way, and he is more in harmony with this world.

It should be that the opportunity is not yet ripe, so this flower core has not yet fully opened up.

In this way, after a few days of meditating and practicing.

Chen Xiaoyu also took his beast slave silver horn mammoth.

I came back to the secret psychic altar under the leadership of the two golden-winged lions that I had long wanted to discover when I was hunting in the wild and wild mountains before.

Now, Chen Xiaoyu already took the silver-horned mammoth and walked in the small hole where the familiar beast escaped.

Soon, the two of them stepped on the spiritual sacrifice altar, thinking that they didn't know when to activate the remaining aura of escape, and it wouldn't be long after that, otherwise the aura would have been scattered.

It should have been only two or three months before Chen Xiaoyu brought the silver-horned mammoth to hunt the golden-winged lion.

Chen Xiaoyu walked to the stone pillar in the middle of the spirit sacrifice altar. At that time, the old golden-winged lion was trying to avoid Chen Xiaoyu's chasing and killing, and Cang Huang hid here.

In a vain attempt to open the spirit sacrifice altar to summon power, surrender and restrain Chen Xiaoyu.

However, he was the only one who was unlucky and ran into Chen Xiaoyu, and even the summoning ritual that was about to be completed just now was instantly reversed by the other party.

Back to the original.

Seeing this, the older golden-winged lion could only wait to die.

It even gave birth to a hint of enlightenment in its heart, even if it really borrowed extraordinary power from this psychic altar, it might not be Chen Xiaoyu, a small human opponent.

Now, unlike the golden-winged lion, Chen Xiaoyu came to this psychic altar not to borrow some power from it to summon, but to reverse this dialogue formation.

Back to the position on the other side of the formation.

With Chen Xiaoyu's ability to crack and reverse this small formation, it is naturally not a problem.

"Well, sit next to me, so I don't have to be killed by the sudden pressure of this formation."

Chen Xiaoyu called out the silver horn mammoth who was still looking at the lines of the psychic altar tremblingly, and then flashed with a flash of light in his hand, hitting the stone pillar in front of him.

Immediately, there was a burst of colorful light rising from the stone pillar, and then the lines on the altar floor echoed with it, flashing bursts of light.

Then, gradually condensed into a beam of light, enclosing the circle of the altar, as well as Chen Xiaoyu and Yinjiao Mamma in the formation.

Huh!

With a flash of light, one person and one beast disappeared.

"It's horrible, it's just a dream that forced me to this point."

The hairs of the silver horn mammoth are firmly set up for it.

Previously, as soon as it and Chen Xiaoyu had reversed the altar and fell back to reality, they suddenly felt a halo flashing on the other side.

Then, it was shocked that the owner Chen Xiaoyu, who was still on the other side, had disappeared.

I was shocked at the moment, and I quickly searched everywhere, only to find that the surrounding fog became deeper and deeper.

This kind of illusion, with its thousands of years of Taoism, has naturally seen countless, but this time, it found that its five senses were all sealed, and it could not even respond to the great psychic.

It can only rely on its instinct to rush everywhere, and the longer the time is spent, the more it feels the inexplicable spirit dissipating from itself.

If it weren't for its owner, Chen Xiaoyu, who awakened it with a loud shout, it would have been trapped in this phantom dream, and it would not be long before it disappeared.

And when it opened its eyes and woke up and turned back, Silver Horn Mammoth discovered that its owner Chen Xiaoyu was by his side.

In addition, I thought that the long process of marching into the battlefield after the end of the day, the result was just a time to shout.

Finally at this moment, the more it became aware of the strength of its owner, Chen Xiaoyu, it just drew back the power of the magical array that was so fascinated by itself with a loud shout.

One thought ends here.

In the subsequent process, Silver Horn Mammoth continued to closely follow the owner's half inch behind.

Only the owner can probably cover him in this strange place.

At this time.

The man and the beast saw a strange blood dew rising from the cave on the front line of the road.

The boundless blood qi diffused from all around, and the endless formation pattern began to extend from the cave to the tomb. Chen Xiaoyu did not notice the strangeness elsewhere.

"Let's go, our speed is going to speed up. It seems that the place where the altar is reversed is indeed a blessed place, and there should be some little-known high-energy life forms."

Chen Xiaoyu Zhinian spread out in an instant. Unfortunately, Shenhun could only explore the bottom of the big hole, and could not find anything anymore.

...

"It's a pity that we were all the spirits of the Holy Spirit at the beginning, and we endured such an immortal remnant for survival ten thousand years ago."

Below the caves that Chen Xiaoyu and Yinjiao Maungma were exploring, large tombs stood side by side, and there seemed to be inexplicable charm to shield them from the divine consciousness.

At this moment, a large tomb rang out, and the purple thunder instantly surrounded Da Mo.

"It's all for the supreme way, to be the supreme immortal, is our goal"

The voice fell a bit.There are endless and charming voices, and it is not clear whether it is a man or a woman.

"Unexpectedly, someone can probably reverse the psychic altar laid by our mind. It is probably a holy spirit quasi-celestial element, which is close to our current position, and I am afraid that it will not be less than our current strength."

A voice sounded from the middle.Then it fell again.-

"Huh, there is a holy spirit creature who has not even survived the Tianyuan Tribulation, what are you afraid of!"

This voice is like the god thunder in the nine heavens.The whole tomb of Zhen trembles, and muddy air is permeating from behind.

"Anna... You didn't have that breath a hundred thousand years ago in Anah, did you?"

A voice was a little puzzled, and a little panicked, as if he was terrified when he remembered something.

"I am the perfect body of the Holy Spirit, a little bit of ancient filth, and I still don't want to soak this divine body,"

This voice was the same person who was shaking like nine thunders. The voice came from the most part of the large tomb raid, a large tomb full of strange Taoist symbols.