The City’s Strongest Immortal Emperor

With the spirit of fairy spirit, it is different. This one grows naturally, not to mention inexhaustible, and it must always be broadened by a small amount of fairy crystals.He finally broke the original blockade of Li Shi, and he was very pleased at this point. He knew which descendants of the source were not so unusual, and they would definitely bring different changes.

It's just that he still doesn't have any clues about those little guys.

During the day, he and Zia run a small shop together, which is very fulfilling. At night, he feeds Zia directly and orders her black sweet hole to practice alone.

This is actually a helpless move. Zi Zi is a mortal body. How can he stand the toss of his fairy, although he is always careful, he still needs to provide her with enough high-quality sleep to let her recover quickly Otherwise, it would be to drink thirst to quench her thirst and destroy her to death. This is not what he wants to see.

In the dark, he also added some good Peiyuan Guben Dan medicine to the tea water that she prepared, but it was not supplemented, and only a small amount of mild medicine was used. Sometimes it was added to delicious meals, all of which Both are good for each other.

On this day, he was pulled by the quilt to walk in the community like a show of affection, and still saw the small dog looking far away on the grass slope.

Now Zi Zi dared not get close to this little guy anymore. This little guy is no longer interested in the dog food she provided, and once she found that she and Ye Chen were within 10 meters, they would scream and be very hostile to them. Looks like.

At this point, she did not want to understand the reason, but Ye Chen knew the reason, so it was hard to tell.

The girl in the neighbor's house was even lighter, making him a little bit sad, but this is a girl in the flower season, and she couldn't watch her wither in front of her.

Just after he quietly sneaked into her room and fed her a few tablets of Guben Peiyuan's mild medicine, he noticed that the grass slope had changed.

A young sapling didn't know that a bud emerged at night, and the growth was very fast. It was 30 centimeters high in three days and nights.

The little dog never searched again, but every time he must piss a urine under the tree before he was willing to be led away by the owner.

Ye Chen was right, this is a plant that should not appear here, but the Qionghua thing needs the origin of the world to survive.

"Hey, Xiao Liu. How long have you not taken care of this grass field? I remember we didn't transplant saplings there? Why is there a small tree one meter high growing there."

The people on the greenery are asking the gardener Xiao Liu around them.

"I only mowed the lawn a week ago, and I didn't have it at that time. It's impossible for this young sapling to grow so crazy this season. Isn't anyone transplanted from another place?"

Gardener Xiao Liu made a reasonable explanation as much as possible.

"Just go for it. You should be fined 200 based on your attitude, plus this month's bonus."

Obviously, Xiao Liu's explanation cannot satisfy the leaders.

"Brother, boss, leader, old classmate, you just let me go for this multi-level relationship. Can I do it this time? I'll be the host on the weekend, please eat hot pot with your sister-in-law!"

Xiao Liu immediately counseled.

"Your boy is conscientious. It's just that your sister-in-law has been clamoring for spicy food these past few days. I wondered if I should lead her to rub it. See you at Lengzi hotpot at six o'clock on the weekend. Come early and we will return You can have more seats for a few hours. Uh, yeah, and my wife’s cousin, the one you always think about. This way, your kid won’t scold Lao Zi and give birth to his son. The quasi-letter letter to you, little cousin is in the window of love. Don’t disappoint me, your boy.

In an instant, the two's topics deviated from their original tracks, as if the little sapling that shouldn't have appeared was never the focus of their attention.

When the two left the film, they looked at the little sapling with kind eyes and kindness, as if the little sapling was their lifeblood.

Within a few days, the grass under the sapling tree was removed, leaving room for fertilization.

Ye Chen would like to see where this Qionghua is rooted, whether its root ball is wrapped in a world origin, but no matter how he acts, he fails to do so.

The roots of the tree are quite sparse, there are root balls there, and the ground under the tree is also a very ordinary layer of soil, not even the most fertile kind, which makes him puzzled.

That night, Haoyue was like water. After gently breaking the sleeping cherry girl's small mouth into a thumb-sized pill, he retreated from the neighbor's house.

He sneaked towards the top of the building, intending to see how far the small dog who was deeply malicious to him practiced.

Before approaching the top floor, he noticed a trace of anomaly, a breath of pure energy.

His consciousness spread out, and he almost exclaimed in surprise.

The small dog is twinkling with seven stars, and every time these stars blink, there is a ray of Yuehua shooting from Haoyue's sky.

That pure breath of energy was produced by the plumes of moonlight.

The small dog hasn't made much progress, at least it hasn't opened its mind, and it has not reached the level of transformation. It seems that it is just a medium, just a container for storing the power of the moon.

Ye Chen instantly understood where the source of the viburnum came from.

No wonder he can't find the shadow anymore. It turns out that the situation of using dog urine has been reduced to zero.

As long as the power of the source does not appear on a scale, it is really difficult for ordinary cultivators to perceive it. It is the supreme power that can do this. They already have the ability to know thoroughly and understand the source of the world. Things, know how to use these sources, how to use the most efficient.

He glanced deeply at the high-hanging Haoyue through the window. Before daring to do anything else, he carefully returned to the cultivation place.

If the man in Haoyue really did as he thought, his every move might have been noticed by the other party, but why should the other party do this?Why didn't he stop him?

He couldn't understand it, and he didn't dare to think more.

Such a presence here is originally a matter of extreme fear.

After the accident, did the world have enough space to accommodate the supreme beings?

He thinks that this is very likely, which can also be explained, why he came back here without any hindrance, and those descending world sources.

In other words, there is no cap on the cultivation here.

Then he can practice as much as he likes.

He boldly imagined whether it was time for a business trip, to visit the long-lost world, and quickly enhance some cultivation practices.

He said he would do it. The next day he made corresponding arrangements, and gave the shoe store completely to Ziyuan to take care of himself. On the evening, he boarded the south train on time and said he was looking for some new supplies.

In fact, he didn't get on the train, just let Zi-Jun see him entering the train station and disappeared. What he held on board was a phantom created by him, which would dissipate on time after getting off the train.

At night, he resolutely crushed the clay figurine and turned it into fine sand. The yellow mud cuticle that Xisuo Suoxuo dropped was removed, and the tiny token restored its original ugly face.

If it is enlarged enough, it will certainly scare most people. It is not cute at all, and it is not like the sloppy state of clay sculpture.

It was not the first time that Chen Chen had used this symbol. He had a headache when he saw this thing again. It was the kind of pain deep in his soul.

The mouth of the greasy little beast is open, and if it is not big, it can accommodate the first joint of a finger.

Ye Chen solemnly extended his right index finger into the hole in his open mouth. The next moment, he shuddered all over his body.

The pair of wonderful eyes of the little beast seemed to emit a greedy light. Ye Chen's fingertips came with a tingling pain at first, and then found that the whole soul was being extracted quickly, and it was the most painful. Yes, it's the kind of pain.

This thing requires not only the user's flesh and blood to activate, but also the energy of the other's soul.

This is also that Ye Chen Shenhun is strong enough to dare to try to use it. If this thing is triggered accidentally under the presence of Dixian, it is likely that the entire soul will be directly explained to it, and it may not be able to be successfully inspired.

As he gazed at the thing in front of him with pain, it slowly came to life, although it seemed that the body of flesh wrapped in it was some nothingness, but it was indeed blood and flesh, and there were a pair of transparent wings from it. His back grew slowly, and when the wings were fully formed and could be fanned normally, it was also when Ye Chen let go of her fingers.

There was no other noise. The little thing fluttered its wings and flew away in a certain direction. At the same time, there was an old and terrible voice in Ye Chen's sea of ​​knowledge reminding him to keep up.

This thing is not only to devour the soul of the user, but also to communicate with the spirit of the soul, it seems very high-end direct.

Ye Chen must always follow him.

Not a moment later, he followed this thing to the bottom of an abandoned mine, which was full of rancid smell, and there had been no light for a long time, but these were not obstacles for Ye.

His guess is not wrong. His old friend still hides the entrance in a very inconspicuous place underground, which is very characteristic.

Here is at least hundreds of feet underground, which has exceeded the depth of the original mine, and was obviously excavated later.

There were already a few winds in front, which meant that it was not far from the entrance.

Small things with wings don't fly very fast. Ye Chen doesn't care too much about it. He just pays attention to everything around him. With his experience, such a place will definitely not be too peaceful.

Although the portal must have a token to open it, it must be leaked. Some powerful creatures will come to the door by virtue of natural spiritual consciousness, and may naturally become the guardian here.

"Cquack, strange breath. I like it!"

Sure enough, an unknown object hidden behind a large group of black qi blocked his way, but the token didn't care about it, and went straight through without any attack, even if a little hindrance had never happened.

"Humph!"

The shock thorn has been used, a dark enough to make people mistakenly believe that the weapon of the black charcoal rod was thrown by him, and there was a thunderbolt crackling on it.

"what!"

After a scream, the black mist was completely dispelled, and something fell behind.

Ye Chen, who flew by, just glanced at it. It turned out to be a silk scarf of good quality, covered with a piece of bone.

"Oh, little white bones have become fine, and you can't even fix it in the fairyland. Don't you dare to come out and block it, isn't it death?"

He was not interested in paying more attention to these, because he had discovered that the entrance was on a wet wall not far away, and the little thing had rushed past, making a slight wave.

In theory, the channel opened by this token can only bring in one stranger at a time. If he does not want to be stolen by other weak creatures, he has to enter immediately afterwards.

When he took a deep breath and steadily stepped into the wave that was like a calm lake, he found that the whole person was instantly captured by some irresistible force.

He was dragged into this gray world where death was everywhere.

As if the symbol had used up all the energy after opening the portal, it had been transformed into a sculpture and fell to his feet.

As soon as he probed the void, the thing returned to his hand again, and without looking at it, he threw it directly into the most obscure corner of the storage ring.

"Well, as I expected, the time flow rate here is much faster than the outside world, at least a hundred times."

Ye Chen muttered, counting the time.

What he said to Zizhen was that he was on a business trip for three days, that is, he could stay in this place for about three hundred days, nearly one year.

He had already set up a few phone calls of Ping An and a few random-time videos on his mobile phone to deceive her. He was very sure that she would not find any clues.

After careful observation, it was very desolate, and there was nothing but some low dark grasses.

Uh, no, the winds that are raging everywhere still have a lot of threats to the monks, but for Ye Chen it is completely negligible.

"Huh! I don't know what kind of plot the old friend arranged for the inviter this time."

Ye Chen walked in one direction. He did not lose his ability to walk with light, nor was he unable to fly. He felt that there was still a long time, there was no need to expose his true strength, and there was no need to hurry so quickly.

From desolation to another desolation, after he spent about half a day, finally saw the traces.

"Son. Where have you been, let us find it hard."

The two laymen came around, and he knew the names of the laymen in an instant. The tallest one is the elder son of the nymph. He grew up eating the same milk as him. It was his hardcore class, thin and small. The orphan he picked up a few years ago was very clever. He intended to train him into a dog-headed military division, and he himself was the surnamed son of the Yin family.

Needless to say, this is another bloody scramble script. His old friend is still as lazy as before, and he is not willing to change a new pattern.