The Gate Of Good Fortune

Once again, Qiangxiang said, "When I left the world of witchcraft, it took me countless years to return to the center of Taoism in the universe. I only realized that there was a premeditation when my Witch Nation was forced out of the land of cosmos repair. They conspired against my wizard's strong flesh, which led them to conspire against my wizard. ”

Hongxiang nodded and naturally knew what he was saying to Qiangxiang. It's just that there's a constant conspiracy of other people in there, and there's also the Witch Nation's own considerations.

“When I arrived at Mount Calamity, I caught up with the opening of the Gate of Creation. I was very excited at the time, I participated in that battle to open the gates of creation...”

“Wait...” An old man, who looked very old, called Jong-hsiang.

Qiangxiang stopped and went on to say it, but respectfully said, "Ask Ji Jo. ”

The old man nodded and said, "John, you said you were in the first battle to open the gates of creation? As far as I know, your strength is strong, but with your strength back then, I'm afraid there's still a slight shortcoming in the first battle to open the gates of creation...”

Qiangxiang's face was slightly reddish, he continued, "In fact, it was a little hyperbole that I said that I had participated in the opening of the Gate of Creation. I only saw the process of the Great Wars of Creation, in which I saved my life with the mighty flesh of the Witch Nation. I saw with my own eyes the fall of the Holy Lord Xuan Huang, saw the rule of Xuan Huang Zhu broken, the origin was overflowing, and then fell in front of me..."

“What?” Not only did Ji Jo sound shocked, but Zhu Dihung, whose expression had been condensed, stood up amazingly.

Almost all the people in the palace stared eagerly at the stronghold, and no one knew the Xuan Yellow Pearl. Nor has the Holy Lord Xuanhuang been heard of.

Hung quickly calmed down and stared at Zhangxiang and asked, "Qiang, are you talking about our side of the chaotic universe at the beginning of the creation of Xuan Yellow Pearl? ”

Even though he knew that was what Zhuang Xiang was saying, he asked how important Xuan Huang Zhu was in his heart.

Qiangxiang nodded and said in the same tone, "Yes, it is the one who made the yellow beads. I also got the Xuan Yellow Pearl, which barely saved my life, and then escaped from the opening of the Gate of Creation Wangshan..."

“Yellow beads still on you?” Though Hung knew it was impossible, he could not help but ask.

Qiangxiang shook his head, “No, after I got Xuan Yellow Pearl, I found a way to cultivate the spirits of the Witch Nation through the breath of Xuan Yellow Origin. And then my strength grew..."

“Did you find a way for my wizards to practice their souls?” Hung is even more excited and difficult, and the precious pearl is only a making world. But the way the wizards practice their spirits, for the wizards, is rebirth, a kind of Nirvana. The physical strength of the Witch Nation is enormous, even if it is divine, it is also divine. The only regret is the inability to cultivate the divine soul, which is why witches and monks always lose a lot of money when fighting.

If we can solve countless ways to cultivate the spirits, why should the Witch Nation hide in this corner for so many years?

Ji Jo was also excited, and he forcibly stabilized his voice and asked, "Did you lose your yellow beads during the crash? If so, even if we gather the power of the whole family, we will take back the Yellow Pearl, which belongs to our Witch Nation. ”

Qiangxiang took a breath and said again, "I underestimated the cunning of the monks. I can't believe I thought a man like Lord Xuan Huang would fall in one go and let me get Xuan Huang Zhu. ”

“Is the False Drop of the Holy Spirit of Xuan Huang? Or is Xuan Yellow Pearl a fake?” Knowing that I am not qualified to speak, I can't help but ask a question.

Qiangxiang said, "Xuan Huangzhu is true, and if it is false, I cannot realize from it how the Witch Nation cultivates the divine soul, nor can I multiply my strength. It is also true that the body of the Holy Lord of Xuan Huang descended, but his soul is hidden in Xuan Huang Zhu. I nourished his soul as I grew my breath. Xuan Huangzhu fell beside me, that was intentional. Finally, one day, he did something to me...”

“Lord Xuan Huang killed you?” Hung slightly frowned. Lord Xuan Huang is strong, but if he really kills Zhuang Xiang, he is not a good speaker.

Qiangxiang sighed, “If you just kill me, forget it. He deprived me of all my luck and seized all my life and prospects. That's when I found out what he meant when he threw the yellow beads at me. ”

Ji Jo frowned and asked, "So Xuan Huang Zhu is still in the hands of Xuan Huang Holy Master? ”

Qiangxiang replied, "I don't know if Xuan Huang Zhu is still in the hands of Xuan Huang Holy Master, but I guess he won't be using me alone. He may continue to rob others of my luck after he robs me, and if so, he will abandon the Yellow Beads to the next unlucky owner. Keep going...”

Hung shook his head, “No, Lord Xuanhuang, I have some understanding that he is only robbing a few people of their luck. Your luck is sheltered by my wizard clan, which is kind of an atmospheric lucky man. In fact, you have the Xuan Huang Zhu, from which you have obtained the Witch Nation's way of cultivating the divine soul. Even if you are deprived of your luck, it is not a loss. If Lord Xuan Huang abandoned Xuan Huang Zhu again, it would not be as simple as seizing luck. ”

After that, Hung silenced down.

After a while, he suddenly said, "John, you teach me how to cultivate the spirits of my wizards, and then go under the sacred tree of the wizards and take back your luck. Is that how lucky I am to rob the Witch Nation? Neither can you, Lord Xuan Huang. ”

“Ah…” Zhangxiang looked at Jody with surprise, his luck had been taken away, in fact, the way forward had long been cut off. I didn't expect Jody to let him take his luck under the Witch Tree.

He knew that the Witch Holy Tree was the luck of the Witch Nation, and he had no right to be near it.

Hongxiang Qiangxiang was surprised with confusion. The tone eased a bit and said, "Qiang, your contribution to the Witch Nation is a milestone for my Witch Nation. Though you have to lose it again, you have the most to take back. Besides, this Yellow Pearl will still be taken back by my Witch Clan in the future and handed over to you. When you get your luck back from the Witch Tree, be ready to participate in the Second Gate of Creation..."

“Zu Emperor...” Zhang Xiang is not just a surprise this time, but an ecstasy. "My wizard family is finally going to rush out and compete for the place of creation? ”

Hung nodded, trying to speak, and saw a witch disciple rushing to the door of the Witch Emperor's Palace.

“What's the matter?” Hung's smile converged, and a witch congress like the Witch Emperor's Palace would not be allowed to be disturbed if nothing important happened.

Since disciples dare to come in at this time, it means that something important does happen.

“Joe, there are two monks out there. The black-faced monk said that my wizard clan was about to die and he came to help.” The disciple hastily answered with respect in front of the palace.

Hung Run snorted, “A monk dares to ramble here too, go lock him up and lock him up before talking...”

“Hahahaha...” a rave of laughter came from the door of the Witch Empire Palace, followed by a rave of laughter, a noise of Lisa shouted, "Jody, the second door of creation is about to open, I am here to help the Witch people rise, this is not a way to entertain me. ”

“Who are you to speak wildly?” Hong's voice has calmed down. The monk is strong and he can feel it. The gates of creation are about to open, and it is best that the strong do as little harm as possible. ”

“I, Ye Feng, Lord of the Nine Illusions, if Hongzu is willing to make me this friend, I will help the Witch Nation in a heartfelt manner. If Hongzu looked down on me, I would leave immediately.” By the end of this sentence, Leaf Peak had appeared at the door of the Witch Emperor's Palace.

"In that case, Brother Ye, please come in. ”

Ye Feng's voice is still not slow, “The Witch Emperor's Palace is the site of the Witch Nation Association, how can I dare an outsider to enter? I'll wait outside until Hongzu is finished, then come back and talk to me in detail. ”

Hung nodded and did not persuade him that he knew that he was an extremely cunning man. The other party does not enter the Witch Empire Palace, not because the Witch Empire Palace is the land of the Witch Nation. It was because the Witch Emperor's Palace was a treasure for the Witch Nation. When he came in, his fate was in his hands.

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In the vast void of nothing, a boulder like a planet suddenly appeared. In the middle of the boulder, a rolling track rhymes, and a blue shirt man stands idly between the roaring rhymes. The boulder emerged from the void and was also caused by the roaring sounds of Taoism.

In that rolling rhyme, all sorts of rules gather together.

A vast, distant, powerful man centered on this blue shirt, spreading out.

With a long whistle, the rhythms and rules of the roar blend together.

This fusion of rhymes is precisely Ningcheng, where he has been practicing consciousness on non kunshi, and after countless years of repeated quenching and condensation, he finally enters the late phase of the syndicate.

After Ningcheng fully crossed into the later stages of the Heidi Road, the rhymes around Ningcheng on Kunshi still rolled like a tide, with no meaning to calm down at all. At this time, his cultivation is still rising wildly, and a rules-based atmosphere blends into his rhythm, seemingly endless.

No, the man in yellow rose again a little further from Ningcheng. He stared badly at Ningcheng's location and knew Ningcheng was in the final stages of the syndicate.

The power of this cultivation, this sense of rhythm pounding scene, is by no means something that ordinary practitioners can do. If Xuan Huangzhu is still on him, these promotion moments are all his.

Looking at Ningcheng, which was still rising frantically, the man in yellow closed his eyes and caressed the vast stone carefully. He has made up his mind, and in any case, he must take away Kunshi. Turning Nkunshi into his world will only give him the opportunity to avenge Snow Hate if he possesses such a pioneering treasure as Nkunshi.

(Updated here today, good night, friends! And tonight at 9: 30, the Fifth Old Five will meet with the Five Cities tribe and answer all their bookmates' questions in person. I'll see you in half an hour!

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