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Chapter 1697: The World Festival

"Oh!" Wa Ling looked at Ji Hao's avengeful Dao Grinding Draft, and even the unpredictable Creation Spirit Art stagnated for a moment.

This is an innate spiritual treasure, which was polished by the chaos tide in the Hongmeng void for countless years and was bred with infinite opportunities for fortune. Unless it is an existence of the Wa Ling level, ordinary people can't leave any traces on the innate things.

Ji Hao's magic power of Taoism is just ordinary to Wa Ling. There is still a big gap compared to several of the senior disciples under Taoist Yu Yu, such as Abao, Guiling and others.

But the millstone he had inexplicably condensed into was destroyed in just a little time!

It was like a gentle little white rabbit suddenly showed its fangs, and tearing off a large piece of flesh and bones from an ancient dragon. This strong contrast shocked Wa Ling a little.

"Taoist Yu Yu accepted a good disciple...but it was my eyes..." Wa Ling narrowed her eyes and praised Taoist Yu Yu accepted a good disciple. Although she said it lightly, it was very clear. But the next sentence just whispered in her throat, and no word came out.

A flash of inspiration flashed in his deep eyes. Wa Ling looked at Ji Hao's millstone that had suddenly grown several feet out of thin air, and smiled mischievously: "Look at how much your millstone can grow? The way of destruction from other worlds and my way of creation can actually condense such a scary magical power? Interesting, interesting!"

With a wave of his hand, dozens of items that she collected on weekdays flew out from Wa Ling's sleeves, but were of no use to her. They were just innate things to play with. These innate things were bottles, bowls, bowls, lamps, tables, stoves, pens and other things. They were not very powerful for fighting and fighting, and were mostly auxiliary strange things.

Although it is not a powerful treasure, every piece is an innate thing and is very extraordinary in terms of material.

With a hint of curiosity, Wa Ling threw all the Qimen treasures she collected into Ji Hao's avenue millstone, and heard the sound of "hissing". In just one quarter of an hour, dozens of innate objects were crushed into pieces by two mills that rotated in reverse.

After all, it is an innate treasure with infinite power. After dozens of innate objects were crushed, a trace of strange power was born out of thin air, just like a big river roaring into Ji Hao's body.

With the 'buzz' sound, the optical axis in the middle of the millstone became more and more thick and solid. Ancient runes filled with the aura of primitive and prehistoric power kept flashing in the optical axis. When the huge millstone slowly rotated, there was a loud "rumble" sound, and the void around Ji Hao was twisted strangely. This great road millstone formed by the power of creation and the power of destruction actually began to swallow and digest the space around Ji Hao.

The spatial structure of Pangu world is extremely solid, and it is extremely difficult for ordinary people to break the void.

The Great Dao Millets formed by Ji Hao's sudden whim was an unprecedented monster in this world. The void of Pangu's world was shattered and refined by him. As he saw the void around Ji Hao, ripples like water waves spread out in all directions, and countless cracks were torn open to the ground of the extremely strong underground palace.

Dozens of innate treasures were refined by grinding discs. The millstone, which were originally nine thousand feet in diameter, grew rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it reached about 12 thousand feet. Streams of strange power continued to inject into Ji Hao's body, and a dull roar sound was making in his body, and the strength and strength of the ** are rapidly increasing at a terrifying speed.

After the power of creation and destruction crushed these innate things, what poured into Ji Hao's body was the purest and most primitive "power". This is a "power" that cannot be determined in exact language. It exists in Hongmeng Chaos and is the source of all tangible, intangible, qualitative, unqualitative, visible, and sensible.

In other words, he is the "power" pursued by Pangu's saints.

A trace of strange power continued to inject into Ji Hao's body, and Ji Hao's flesh and blood were slightly ups and downs. He could feel his strength and the earth-shaking changes that took place in his body. This power tolerate everything, support everything, destroy everything, but also create everything!

The level of this power is extremely high, so high that Ji Hao can only passively bear him, but cannot analyze his true nature.

Ji Hao has been able to touch the profound and profound principles of the Great Way, such as the Great Way of Destruction and the Great Way of Creation, but for this kind of "power", he cannot grasp even the most basic mystery.

Between him and this kind of "power", there was a terrifyingly heavy door. Now Ji Hao could only passively bear him and was not qualified to push this door at all, seeing what kind of wonderfulness was hidden behind the door.

Ji Hao only instinctively knew that this power was extremely beneficial to him. Because after absorbing this power, his Pangu's true body cultivation was rapidly improving, and he soon broke through the realm of small success and continued to climb towards the realm of great success.

The dozens of innate treasures that Wa Ling threw down were quickly digested, and the strange power gushed out of the millstone became extremely thin. Ji Hao narrowed his eyes, and he suddenly shouted softly. A violent roll in his body, and half of the Panheng world hidden in him suddenly flew out of his body.

Countless stars, half a continent, along with countless mountains, rivers, flowers, plants and trees on the continent, were sent to the avenue millstone by Ji Hao.

This is half of the Panheng world that stretches for billions of miles, but it is swallowed by a road millstone with a diameter of only 12,000 feet. With the crisp sound of "Ka", half of the Panheng world is quickly ground and crushed, turning into a trace of strange power and continuously injected into Ji Hao's body.

Half of Panheng World is hidden in Ji Hao's body, and Ji Hao can launch a powerful attack with the help of half of Panheng World at any time.

But if you can only borrow this power in your body, how can you compare to the power you have after crushing and digesting him completely and directly transforming him into the power you have in your body?

Ji Hao's lips curled up slightly, and he quietly realized the process of Pan Heng's world being completely destroyed with a strange smile.

As the stars collapsed and half of the continent collapsed, Ji Hao's perception of the Great Dao of Destruction was constantly improving. At the same time, he quietly watched Wa Ling interpret the Spirit of Creation, and his understanding of the Great Dao of Creation was also improving.

The diameter of the Avenue Grinder continues to expand, 12,000 feet...15,000 feet...18,000 feet...

As time passed day by day, when Ji Hao completely digested half of the Panheng world, the Dao Millet had expanded to a diameter of 36,000 feet, and the void beside him had been pulled out of a terrible black hole. (To be continued.).
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