Talisman Emperor

Chen Xi stopped over the canyon, looking down at the canyon at his feet, and his heart finally relaxed.

All of a sudden, he stretched his arms out, and there was a surge of immortality.

Wow!

Throughout the canyon, a hundred and eight blue flames burst out, as if countless green suns had risen, blue and summer lasers, interwoven together, spreading dense and complex maps, glowing and beautiful.

Spin, this countless array of charts converge, rolling and spilling hundreds of millions of blue flames, while in its central position, a little bit of disenchantment emerges from the illusory underworld fire!

The fire, like fog and mist, like clouds and clouds, is a cold, dark black, like a black star, adorned with rolling blue flames and sumptuous sumptuous sumptuous sumptuous sumptuous.

Chen Xi's eyes were as bright as electricity, his sleeve robe waved, and his mouth spit out a word: “OK! ”

Buzz!

A strange fluctuation sounded, the billion-dollar blue flame, that little black flame of stars, turned into a rainbow, not into every corner of the canyon.

A huge green mask, such as a bowl collapse, covers the entire canyon, the surface rolls over endlessly and the light flashes like a breath, instantly disappearing.

Only externally, this canyon remains as common as it used to be, and this desolate and silent land of the Nine Unseen is extremely unusual and invisible.

But only Chen Xi knows how terrible this “Blue Yang Underworld Fire Formation” is, once inspired, enough to kill the Great Master of the Underworld!

The defense of this great battle is extremely strong. The collection of "phantom”, “kill” and “defense” are all together. If the material on him is not enough, the power of the great battle will be even more powerful, even the ancestors of the immortals are difficult to break.

After Chen Xiao quickly abandoned this unrealistic idea, his spiritual material has been drained by this great battle today, thinking more is delusional.

In the canyon, a group of teenagers practicing, bitter, a green and childish cheek, after countless battles and baptisms of transformation, has grown a mature and steady color between eyebrows.

Mon Wei and Moya were on the sidelines, overseeing the training of the teenagers.

There is no need for supervision at all, because of the passing of the old priest, because of the constant loss of his companions, which has filled the hearts of these teenagers with guilt and hatred, and they have unleashed all the emotions of this cavity into cultivation.

They know that in a previous battle, if it weren't for their safety, the Sacrifice and the Guardians would never have died!

It also gives them a deep understanding of the truth that weak strength can only drag the elders and companions around them, so they must become stronger for themselves and for their companions! Only by becoming strong can you live well and not worry your elders and peers!

When Chen Xiao returned to the canyon, he saw this scene, he didn't say much, turned back to his tent, sat on his knees, didn't waste any time, started to deduce in his mind.

He's going to start building a hybrid world, and he's going to have to hurry every minute of it.

From the information previously available to him, it was clear that there was an exit to the outside world 90,000 miles away.

This exit, which automatically emerged when the extraterritorial heterosexuals broke the barrier of the Nine Haunted Places, has now been discovered by the extraterritorial heterosexuals and has been manned by six teams.

Among them, it is reported that there is also a heterogeneous strong man of the same rank sitting in the town, strong enough and fairy ancestors!

To leave with these Nine-Phantom tribes, there is no alternative but to break through the guards of the enemy and even escape from the sight of a powerful Phase Fae.

Chen Xiao knew very well that he was going to attack with their present strength, absolutely with an egg stone, and he would definitely die, so he chose this canyon, intending to be fully prepared before proceeding.

And when he chose this canyon, he had another thought, coming all the way down, they killed six extraterritorial heterogeneous teams, and counting, there were still as many as 30 extraterritorial heterogeneous teams that killed them this time.

This is an incredible number!

You know, every team has a purple crystal and ten gold-class heretics sitting in town, and once they come together, it's definitely a terrible nightmare for them.

Especially critical, in Chen Xi's view, this nightmare is bound to happen because they marched these days and have already revealed too much movement and information. As long as the enemy is not a fool, they must have guessed that they are not far from the exit there to the outside world.

In this case, it is highly likely that the remaining 30 extraterritorial heterogeneous teams have come together, all stationed in front of the corridor, ready to guard the stock for rabbits.

Another purpose of Chen Xi's choice of this canyon is to carry out rounds and rounds of planning and operations against the enemy, taking this canyon as a camp while cultivating a sharp boost in strength!

Only in this way can the threat posed by the enemy be minimized.

After incense.

Chen Xi woke up from contemplation and deduction, took a deep breath, no more hesitation, the god was like a tiny, sensitive tentacle, covered in every inch of his body.

Boo!

In the body, a ray of true elements rose and was driven by Chen Xi, condensed into a similar “pen sharp” appearance, and began to carve on one of his passages.

His menstrual veins have long been cultivated by the power of the Immortal Spirit of the lush seedlings. Compared to Fabao, it is obviously countless times more difficult to engrave a token on them.

Instead of carving out the symbols on the lettering paper, it's like holding an iron cone and carving them on a solid stone, and every single one, every painting, takes a lot of effort.

Moreover, the meridian pulse is too small, and it is much more difficult to engrave a dense grain on it. If a slight error occurs, it will not only destroy the previous meridian, it will even damage the meridian pulse, and the consequences will be extremely serious.

However, Chen Xiao was already prepared in his heart for all these problems, but he was not too nervous.

All of his mind is now concentrated on the meridians, the Lingtai Emperor, as if he had returned to the years of his youth when he was a performer seller, the divine color focused, completely forgotten me.

Aggressive...

Flexible and firm meridians tremble, and on its surface, a subtle and spiritual trajectory winds like an earthworm, forming one complex pattern after another.

These patterns contain gold, wood, water, fire, earth, five rows, the wind and thunder converge, the stars are distracted, and contain all kinds of avenues that Chen Xi understood and mastered.

Buzz!

Chen Xiyuan's "pen" stagnated slightly and then rested as if it were the last payment left after waving ink. These delicate, petal-like patterns congeal and shrink each other, eventually forming a hideous, quaint pattern!

This pattern, which brings together the forces of the origins of various avenues, circulates with each other, like a vortex, also like a huge black hole deep in the cosmic stars, the phews gather together and actually emit an amazing swallowing power!

Chen Xi was loose and his face showed satisfaction, but soon, he concentrated again, abandoned his meditation, and began to focus again on this truncated meridian pulse.

This is just the first symbol, and all he has to do is cover all his meridians, caves, bones, and even his inner body with such a symbol, and then use it as a basis to gather the power of the human remains in all four limbs, and reopen Kun in the Dantian field to shape a new world of mixed holes!

He stamped them one by one, tired and rested, and when he recovered, he stamped them. As he continued to engrave, his technique grew more sophisticated, his understanding of the path gradually deepened, and his engraving became faster and faster.

And so day after day, soon, month after month.

And during this time, he finally engraved on all the meridians, the know-how, and the inner heart a dense, graceful symbol, like a cluster of gorgeous flowers blooming on every inch of meridians, mysteriously hidden in glow, illusory and disoriented.

Chen Xiaoyin can almost feel the unique correspondence between these symbols, gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, stars… etc., to swallow the structure of Ouiyi to agglomerate, swallow, circulate, various wonderful sensations, such as the stream of water, sliding through his heart.

And he was heedless.

Almost instantly, his mind burst out with countless subtle and complex avenue traces, thousands of which echo, entangle, combine and eventually congeal into five mysterious and vast patterns.

Each pattern is as dense and complex as the ocean, with countless symbols in it.

And these five mysterious patterns, the Green Emperor, the White Emperor, the Golden Emperor, the Red Emperor, the Yellow Emperor, the Black Emperor, the Water Emperor, the five gods!

“I finally understand that the five lines of circulation, the derivation of everything, are the origin of the world, and if I rebuild the world of mixed holes, why can't I use the five gods as the foundation? ”

Just for a moment, Chen Xiao suddenly had the feeling of a dazzling perfusion, the thought was clear, and an unprecedented bold thought appeared in his mind.

As soon as this idea emerged, it gave rise to a strong impulse in his heart. He was eager to act now.

This time he did not hesitate, he did not repeat himself, and he still followed this impulse.

Because from the moment the scriptures were inscribed on the scriptures, it had long been fated to be an unprecedented act of adventure. It was rarely done in ancient times, there was no experience to follow, there was no division chief pointing, and he alone was the only one to explore and complete it.

If that's the case, why bundle your hands? It's enough to be scared!

Boom!

The next moment, in the empty Dantian field, the lush seedlings sprayed the power of the thin fairy spirit, turning into a brisk flood of true elements, and began to weave and agglomerate quickly according to the guidance of Chen Xi...