Perfect World: From the Middle Period of Chaos

Chapter 63
Outside, Lao Meng looked at the confused Song Hua, grinned, showing a row of white teeth, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that."

I am also dying inside, and I can't be unconscious if I want to, because the physical body is gone, and there is still the soul.

Even the primordial spirit was unfortunately spared, and was directly tempered to fill the law, so that his own Dao law could be perfected.

He dared to say that the current self can at least surpass five previous selves.

crackle!

In the furnace, Song Hua's bones were broken, and his flesh and blood were covered with glass. The bones were on one side, the flesh and blood on the other side, the skin was on the other side, and the primordial spirit was on the other side.

But he can feel the pain on the one hand, and several different pains are constantly stimulating him.

His primordial spirit is roaring and increasing, and the primordial spirit is constantly shaking, split and joined together by the law.

Outsiders can't imagine this kind of misery, it's worse than being beheaded many times, and I wish I could be killed immediately.

He who had just received Yuanshen Condensation not long ago suffered more pain than when Yuanshen was condensed.

Snapped!
The next moment, the furnace shook, and Song Hua's bones exploded into hundreds of pieces. Although they were white, they were all cracked, and the bone marrow flowed out. All the bones were broken by an invisible big hand and scattered in the furnace.

Seeing this scene, Meng Tianzheng also bared his teeth. Seeing this scene, the severe and terrifying pain seemed to appear again, making him feel as if ants were crawling all over his body, and goose bumps appeared.

"what"

Song Hua howled loudly and struggled violently, wishing to die immediately.

Slowly, his flesh and blood began to be boiled into a slurry, which was fused with the runes of the law and order of the avenue hanging down from the sky, engraved on the bones and in the flesh and blood, supplementing the source.

His cultivation base also broke through in an instant, a mass of white fairy fire burned his whole body, double training.

This is something you do involuntarily. Once your life is in danger, you must improve your realm or strength.

With the breakthrough of the realm, the runes on the sky began to ignite, and a large transparent sea of ​​flames engulfed Song Hua. His bones and flesh were roasted and melted. A fairy spirit.

A misty and crystal-clear fairy energy slowly condensed.

Seeing this scene, Song Hua endured the severe pain, and directly ignited his own flesh and blood, ignited the divine fire with blood energy, and finally cultivated the immortal energy, and recovered himself with the help of the treasure here.

He had already thought about how to go in the future, and cultivated immortal energy with his own energy, because immortal energy also represented energy and spirit.

The first celestial energy, that is, maternal energy, cannot be used, and will even disappear.

However, Song Hua used the laws of the immortal way and his own flesh and blood as fire to refine the immortal energy, that is, the immortal energy cultivated by himself, just like Shi Hao's use of the three thousand roads.

Shi Hao only used three thousand ways to ignite the divine fire, but he could also cultivate immortal energy.

Instead, Song Hua ignited flesh and blood and the runes of the Great Dao of the Immortal Domain. Of course, these runes of the Great Dao of the Immortal Territory came from the furnace, because they were about to be absorbed into his body.

The magic medicine in the stove kept keeping him alive so that he would not die here. Although he couldn't die, Song Hua wanted to die even more now.

It is a good thing to use the shareholder's wind of baptism to successfully give birth to oneself, but he will never dare to borrow this shareholder's wind in the future.

Time has lost its meaning to him now, because every second he spends here seems to be as long as an era.

"I seem to see my grandfather waving to me." Song Hua sent out a faint wave of consciousness.

The severe pain made him unconscious. Although he couldn't die, this feeling was really uncomfortable.

After a long time, Song Hua came out of the stove again, his face was ruddy and he was refreshed.

He could feel that the Dao in his body had been completed, and his strength had improved a lot.

Now he dares to say that with all the means, the gods can be killed. Of course, they are weak gods.

"Come on, try your hand." Meng Tianzheng hooked his index finger towards Song Hua.

This is their habit over the years. Once they break through or improve their combat power, they will find each other to learn from each other.

Meng Tianzheng knew that he might not be able to compete with Song Hua, because his Dongtian and Hualing were too perverted, and his array formation was also perverted, so he just threw a large array for no money.

The fusion of the Inner Heaven and Earth formation and the Outer Heaven and Earth runes is quite terrifying.

How strong the big formation is, it depends on oneself. If one is strong, even an ordinary formation can display the ability to destroy heaven and earth.

And the array has always surpassed its own strength, which is undeniable.

After all, once the formation is arranged, and creatures of the same realm enter, don't think about breaking the formation by yourself.

"Here we come." Song Hua put on his clothes, took out a 1.8-meter saber, and pointed at Meng Tianzheng.

Hold the stick in your right hand, put your left hand on the blade, take a deep breath, chop with your left foot, and your whole body is like a gorgeous pop, directly passing by.

Lightning appeared on his feet, and finally spread to the entire body of the blade. The scarlet blood-like lightning made people dazzled and confused.

"Hey!"

The saber aura erupted immediately, and the tens of meters long saber aura pierced Meng Tianzheng's eyebrows.

The corners of Meng Tianzheng's mouth curled up slightly, he picked up the fairy grass on the ground, hung it in his mouth, tilted his head slightly, and the saber air passed by his ears, he raised his eyebrows at Song Hua provocatively.

"It was pretended by you." Song Hua looked at Meng Tianzheng speechlessly.

Meng Tianzheng's white hair fluttered wildly, his green clothes swayed, and two scimitars appeared in his hands, surrounded by yin and yang energy, forming a Tai Chi phantom behind him.

The surrounding leaves rustled, the moonlight in the sky was bright, the fairy air was thick and misty, and the two faced each other in the open space.

The soft moonlight shines through the forest, and a leaf is affected by the momentum of the two, slowly drifting down.
"boom!"

Meng Tian was bursting out with terrifying blood energy, yin and yang energy soaring into the sky, he came to Song Hua's side in an instant, like an assassin, his eyes were like eagles, and he cut towards Song Hua directly.

Without turning his head, Song Hua turned his hand, and a gorgeous iron fan appeared in his hand. He didn't open it, but just stuck the fan to his ear without any movement.

"click"

The ear-piercing sound of metal cutting came, and a string of bright sparks flew out of Song Hua's ears, and the sharp machete cut directly.

Song Hua wielded the knife with his right hand, and spun it, driving the knife in his hand, with a perfect arc, and slashing straight up into the sky, a long shallow mark was drawn on the ground by the knife.

This is the dojo for the ancestors to worship the spirits. No matter how they fight, it is impossible to smash the void or a mountain, or even a tree, they may not be cut down.

"when!"

Meng Tianzheng blocked with both hands, using two scimitars crossed as a defense, but Song Hua's strength made his mouth numb.

"When, when, when"

In the woodland, the two figures kept colliding, sparks splashed, ripples rippling, hit from one side to the other, thunder roared from time to time, and the lightning flashed away, and then appeared on the other side.

The two fought for a long time, but they couldn't tell the winner. At most, Meng Tianzheng lost half a move.

"Forget it, I'm tired, stop fighting." Meng Tianzheng put away his scimitar, lying on a plain, looking at the bright moon in the sky and the surrounding immortal energy.

Song Hua also put away his weapon, sat next to Meng Tianzheng, took out a jug of wine and threw it over, and opened it himself.

Looking at the bright moon in the sky, it looks like the moon in the mid-autumn moon. There are creatures dancing on the moon, there are also fairies dancing, and there are palaces.

This is the dojo where the ancestors worship the spirits, and there is no shortage of living creatures, but most of these living creatures are transformed from plants, trees and flowers.

Because when the ancestor worship spirit is healing, it must also affect his surroundings.

"The environment in the fairy world is so good, are you willing to go back?" Meng Tianzheng asked.

Song Hua nodded without hesitation, and said, "Of course, the arrogance of the fairy world is hard to bully, and the native ones are better."

"What's more, don't you think it would be a cool thing if you cultivated to the peak below and finally broke into the Immortal Realm?"

"Think about it, Wang Changsheng's Ping Luan Jue, Dark Immortal Golden Sword, Jin Family's Heavenly Skill, Feng Family's Dark Heavenly Skill, as well as the restricted area's skills, and their ancestral graves, we didn't patronize them, how can we waste them? "

"Based on the degree to which the two of us have consolidated our primordial spirits, we might be stronger than Wang Changsheng when we practice the Art of Calming Chaos."

(End of this chapter)