World of Cultivation

477th danger

Fix the gods!

In some ancient books, occasionally you can see it. According to legend, it was made by the heroes of the Tianze tribe. It is extremely wonderful, has a lot of achievements, and is well-known for its reputation. It is listed as one of the nine great gods.

Pu Yao has not seen the definite light, do not know what it looks like, what is the magic. In fact, it is not only the light of the gods, but even other gods, he has not seen it. Most of the gods appeared in the early days of ancient times, and later they gradually disappeared from the books.

No one knows why the gods will gradually disappear, but it is not surprising that in the long history of the long river, the disappearance of the nine great gods? How many secrets, such as magic, are unknown, and annihilated in the long river of history.

"Tianze tribe? Who are you from the Tianze tribe?" Pu Yao stared at Wei.

Wei’s first appearance today was amazed: “Sure enough, I don’t know the directory of the demon, I am very knowledgeable, even my Tianze tribe knows.” He nodded immediately: “Yes, I am from the Tianze tribe.”

The content of the Tianze tribe mastered by Pu Yao is very pitiful, but in that poor description, it is clear that the Tianze tribe is a strong tribe, and it is very popular.

The two fell silent. Pu Yao does not know what to ask, his understanding of the Tianze tribe is limited to this, knowing that Wei from the Tianze tribe does not make any sense. Wei Wei thought of something, and his face showed a look of memory.

The strong and revered tribes can't resist the ruthlessness of the years, just like the secret laws and the law, dissipating in the long river of history.

The dazzling colors of light are constantly changing in front of Zuo Mo, and suddenly they are close to each other, like a fish.

An emerald green beam, swim to the left, and subconsciously, left to reach out.

When the green light touched the hand of Zuo Mo, a trickle ran into his brain. This stream contains a lot of information that is difficult to understand on the left. The mysterious is unpredictable, and the most wonderful thing is the vitality contained in it!

Although the vitality is weak, the breath is vigorous and simple, and it is long and long.

wrong!

There seems to be a voice in my mind. The ghost makes the difference, and the left Mo relaxes his hand. The green beam is like a fish, disappearing into the ocean of beams.

Zuo Mo shook his head and wanted to make himself more awake. This fascinating world of light beams is like a bizarre fantasy that makes him feel overwhelmed.

Fortunately, he remembers everything that happened before.

Fix the gods!

What he is looking for is to fix the light of the gods. Is it true that the light is mixed with these lights?

Left Mo is thinking and searching. He saw a deep red light, his heart moving, and the deep red light flew toward him. Left Mo reached out and touched the red light.

A violent temper, spreading rapidly along his arm, left Mo feels that his body is almost burned.

Somehow, his feelings of wrong in his heart were stronger. He let go of his hand and the red light immediately swam away.

Zuo Mo gradually began to understand, as long as the light in his heart meditation, which beam of light will fly into his hands. What he has to do is to find out the light from so many beams.

Zuo Mo’s brow wrinkled.

The beam here is hundreds of millions. If you try it out in a bundle, you can find a needle in the haystack.

There must be any way...

Zuo Mo was immersed in meditation. He did not notice that the beams of light changed quietly.

"Do you think he can understand the light of the gods?" Pu Yao looked at Wei and asked: "Even if there is a brand, I am afraid that the difficulty of cultivation is not small. Are you so confident?"

Wei shook his head and said: "I have no confidence."

He went on to say: "It is extremely difficult to cultivate the gods. Even in the tribes, there are only a handful of comprehensions. The fall of Tianze is also due to the loss of the gods. The nine great gods, there is no good study. The requirements for the Lord are extremely high, although we do not know what it is."

"Then why are you doing this?" Pu Yao asked.

Wei calmly said: "In the past, it was a kind of fire for the tribe. If Zedu is annihilated today, I am just a tombstone. It is meaningless to keep it. If so, how about giving him?"

Pu Yao does not know what to say.

"This is no longer our world." Wei smiled and his voice was deep and calm: "It belongs to his world."

"I smelled a dangerous atmosphere from inside." Pu Yao suddenly said.

Wei smiled: "How can there be no risk in such a school?"

Just when Zuo Mo frowned and thought about what to do, suddenly, the surrounding beams moved.

"what!"

The unsuspecting left screamed, and saw a red light sweeping through his body. He only felt as if he was in the oven, and the flames roasted every inch of his muscles. The pain of the heart, like the tide, wants to engulf him.

How long has it not felt like this?

Since he has Jin Wuhuo, the ordinary flame can't hurt him, and the big day flame is more arrogant. It is also rare among the six products. He has suffered from burning flames. He has not felt it for too long.

Every inch of the soul is burned with pain, so that Zuo Mo instantly loses almost all consciousness.

At this moment, a cold white light shines on him.

Just now, the pain of the heat was so intense that it suddenly became ice-splitting, such as the ice knife scraping the bones, the left Mo Ruyan hail, the body involuntarily trembled.

What is wrong with his aunt?

In a blank mind, there is only one problem.

"The nine great gods, each with its own mystery. The so-called gods are all the light that was born when the chaos first opened, and it is one of them."

The Pu Yao was also deeply attracted by the secrets of Wei, and his face was shocked. Some of them were unbelievable: "With the chaos of the sky, it is born! Is there such a treasure?"

"It is indeed a different treasure." Wei nodded: "The most precious place of the gods is also related to this. Every sacred light contains more or less the information of the beginning of the world, the beginning of chaos."

The demon's **** round, muttered: "Impossible..."

Between the gods, I can’t help but reveal the color of the yearning. The laws contained in the changes in the universe between heaven and earth have always been the pursuit of the strong. Whether in the repairer or the demon, when they cultivate to a certain realm, the ultimate goal they pursue, at this point, is surprisingly consistent.

"Well, this is the most precious place of Shenguang." Wei did not explain, directly said: "But this is also the most difficult place for Shenguang to inherit. The light of God is born with the heavens and the earth, it is difficult to solve, but it is extremely powerful. If you are careless, the practitioner will be in the light of the light and become ashes."

Pu Yao's face suddenly changed, bloody, narrow as a knife, and sighed: "You want to harm him?"

He thought there might be risks, but he didn't expect it to be so dangerous!

"Kill him?" Wei smiled: "Some risks. And you and me are on the boat, the boat turned over, and I can't escape."

Pu Yao's face is slightly slower. Indeed, if there is anything unexpected in the left, Wei can't escape. Nowadays, the three of them can be described as a skeleton on the rope, and no one can escape.

"How much do you have to grasp?" Pu Yao asked in a bad tone.

"I don't know." If the **** of health did not see the face of the black demon black as the bottom of the pot, he said straight: "He is now a three-in-one, and the path of the ancient ancestors, if anyone is most likely, it is estimated He is."

"You are so dangerous! Let me also be in danger!" Pu deer stared at Wei coldly, and there was a saying that it was a matter of hands.

"If you don't use it, you have to dissipate it." Wei's voice was inexplicably sad. He looked up and looked at Pu Yao: "If it is you, are you gambling?"

Pu Yao is dumb.

Wei is right, if it is him, he will definitely bet! He knows the imprint of this brand. If it is this brand, it can be exchanged. The big sect like Kunlun is willing to pay any price!

It is an invaluable treasure!

"The disappearance of the ancient tribes, the road to cultivation, is also different. It is useless to fix the light, I don't know, but if you watch it annihilate, I can't do it." Lightly sigh: "This is probably the last **** in the world."

Pu Yao is still silent.

"Your ancient sacred offerings, isn't that the same? You will be willing to endure it to annihilate and dissipate? You accept him as your student, don't you think so?" Wei's eyes cast into the distance, muttering: "This is not Our world, but always is our world, you and I will be willing to leave nothing left?"

Pu Yao is silent.

Numerous rays of light, constantly sweeping through the left Mo.

Zuo Mo feels that he is like floating and heavy in hell, all kinds of feelings, taking turns to taste it all over. The devastating beam of light almost destroyed his situation, and the beam of hair that made him return to his original condition. Just fluttering and sacred, suddenly it is not as good as death.

All kinds of light, every light beam, the effect is different, and the taste is naturally different!

Zuo Mo feels like a broiler who is about to go to the grill, taking turns to go back and forth in various spices.

What is the sacred light, has long been forgotten to the nine clouds.

These **** broken lights!

Zuo Mo gritted his teeth and wanted to cry without tears. He couldn’t move at all. And these beams are not under his control at all, and there is a friendliness at the beginning of the half.

The most terrible thing is that no matter which beam shines on him, his mind is always clear. It also means that the "taste" of each beam, he tasted it again.

No!

Zuo Mo wants to cry out loud, the beam here is no less than hundreds of millions, and each one comes over...

hell! This is really hell!

Help!