Chapter 929: An old friend in the past (second update)

Looking at Wu Xian who was flying away from thirty-three days, Wu Qi chased him two steps with a little hesitation. The prescriptions of the Wu Xian clan were really tempting. However, Wu Xian's own cultivation was terrifying, and his strange appearance made people dare not understand it. It was not easy to get benefits from him.

The fish and bear paws were not available. Wuqi sighed lightly and made a move to the void. He saw dozens of stars in the sky suddenly burst out with dazzling silver light. Wuqi used a spell to trigger the natal star power of these stars, turning into the four-phase Guyuan Demon-Suppressing Lock and falling down. A shackle formed by square stars fell on Wu Xian's body out of thin air. Wu Xian's body, which was a hundred miles apart, intensive silver thunder ran around him with a harsh explosion.

"I can't kill you and you feel disgusted!" Wuqi held a bad idea and his body swayed gently into a breeze floating away, following the subtle breath left by the golden color just now and followed the distance.

Wu Xian was embarrassed by the sudden blow. He roared, and a large area of ​​sticky gray mist sprayed out all over his body to resist the bombardment of silver thunder. The huge force twisted his body and imprisoned his magical power. Wu Xian was frustrated and could only use the magical powers that he had mutated and powerful body to barely deal with.

Wuqi brought the natal star power of the 28 constellations star king of the four directions, four images, and the purest evil star light. The magical powers that Wu Xian practiced are no longer considered evil, and the most evil magical powers in this world are not as evil as his evil. Therefore, the star light of the four images to suppress demons fell on him, just like water pouring on fire, causing the most direct and fundamental damage to Wu Xian.

A large fog surged out of Wu Xian's body. He screamed and howled angrily, cursing the person who had attacked him secretly with the most vicious curse. But Wu Qi had already gone far, and his breath had long turned into chaos. Unless Wu Xian could see Wu Qi, it would be difficult to curse him out of thin air.

Just when the chaos was in chaos, a purple-gold jade plaque spewed out of Wu Xian's body. Thirty-three clouds were carved on the jade plaque, and a small palace stood on the cloud at the top. This is a ban sign that only the core officials of the Heavenly Court have. The position of the palace directly marks the position of the licensee in the core power circle of heaven.

Zhou Tian's star power suddenly subsided, and dozens of star kings appeared a little embarrassedly. They looked at Wu Xian's strange image and bowed to him. Wu Xian hummed angrily. He was too lazy to pay attention to these star kings, cursing the people behind him behind him, and flew out of the sky all the way.

Wuqi followed the faint aura left by the golden light in the void, crossed the edge of Pangu Continent, flew down along the edge of Pangu Continent that was trillions of miles thick, and finally arrived at the back of Pangu Continent.

On the back of Pangu Continent, probably opposite Xuanyuan Peak, the dojo of Emperor Huangdi, in a magma world made of lava, Wuqi saw the golden light floating on a large red tree from a distance.

This place is different from the front of Pangu Continent. Although there are stars shining, the sun rises and the moon sets, the environment here is extremely harsh. Except for a few spiritual root divine trees with extremely strong vitality, other plants are difficult to survive here. Only animals with extremely strong cultivation levels and at least at the peak of the Golden Immortal are qualified to live here. The creatures below the peak of the Golden Immortal will turn into ashes if they do not breathe for two breaths.

When the sun comes out here, there is a sea of ​​fire magma, and when the moon comes out here, there is an iceberg and snow. Regardless of hot and cold, the blade-like wind blows all things. The power of the wind blade brought by the strong wind is comparable to the attack of the top-grade golden immortal weapon. When the strong wind collides, there will be thunder everywhere, and each attack is equivalent to the full-strength attack of the upper golden immortal. If an ordinary person touches it a little, he will be crushed to pieces.

This is a very short and harsh hell, but it is this place that nourishes countless magical objects that cannot appear on the front of Pangu Continent.

It is like the red tree where golden light stays. The roots of this tree are tens of thousands of miles high. The red tree has only twenty-four branches, and each branch has only nine branches, and there is not even a leaf. The trunk is as smooth as a mirror, and a layer of fire that is several feet thick quietly wraps it like melting glass. The terrifying high temperature envelopes the land within a radius of hundreds of millions of miles, burning it into a magma ocean.

This is a world of mustard seeds that is almost derive into a mustard seed world. Once successful, it can transform into a divine tree with Taiyi cultivation. Judging from its current climate, it is just a big tree without spiritual sanity, but its power has been accumulated to the limit, and only a quantitative change triggers a qualitative change. It can immediately produce spiritual wisdom and condense into a human form, thus possessing the magical power of the Great Dao. With its powerful body, it may reach the peak state of Mingdao Realm by leaping into a human form.

Wuqi couldn't help but blink the terrible divine wood. If he uprooted it before its spiritual intelligence was born, and with Wuqi's means, he could at least refine it into a top-grade Chaos Spirit Treasure, it might be a Hongmeng treasure-level divine weapon. At least none of the six top-grade Chaos Spirit Treasures refined by Wuqi in his previous life could compare with the divine wood in front of him.

What a pity, this divine tree has a master. Someone deliberately maintained it and laid a layer of strict prohibitions around it, just like a city wall that firmly protected this divine tree, and at the same time limit the range of the fire of this divine tree. Otherwise, with the power of the fire on the surface of the big tree, the area of ​​the magma ocean around could be increased by more than tens of thousands of times.

He carefully slipped to the edge of the prohibition, and he poked out a trace of spiritual consciousness and carefully wandered along the prohibition. Wuqi couldn't help but stick out his tongue and was shocked.

This ban is very simple, even the simplest five-element ban. If someone touches it, it will cause a fire to burn you. There is no other mystery. However, the person who sets this ban has his cultivation level that is simply terrifying. Around this big tree, 360,000 invisible ban runes were laid in a circle. Each rune contains magic power that is equivalent to Wuqi, who is now a sixth-level vanguard!

Moreover, these prohibited runes always emit a domineering and arrogant spiritual fluctuation - if you don't want to die, just get out! Such a simple six words kept spreading in all directions with the spiritual fluctuation, almost covering one-tenth of the area on the back of the Pangu Continent.

"Such a domineering move is a bit like..." Wuqi pondered, his body turned into a ray of breeze and crossed the restriction, carefully approaching the big tree. Such terrible power and such domineering and arrogant words are extremely consistent with someone whom the old man Yuanling knew in his previous life. That person is also famous for his rudeness among the Chaos Demon God. Could it be that he has been arrogant for so many years and has not died yet?

The outer ban is also in line with his style. This guy hates exquisite mana control and various fantasies the most. He is like the most primitive beast, accustomed to crushing the enemy with the most direct and domineering pure power. He has never changed in a straightforward way. The outer ban should indeed be his work. It’s not that he is unwilling to place a more sophisticated ban, Wuqi suspects that he has not made any progress in so many years. What he knows is this simplest ban, right?

Yan Jun Dajiao, is this guy? The idiot whose brains are replaced by magma, are the idiots who have been replaced by magma.

Speaking of which, the old man Yuanling and Yan Jun Dajiao in his previous life still had some friendship, and Yan Jun Dajiao even owed Yuan Ling a favor. Once, Yan Jun Dajiao had a conflict with several other Chaos Demon Gods. He fought against ten, but he was beaten up and finally escaped his life. On the dying moment, Yuan Ling saved him with spiritual medicine. However, the old man Yuan Ling, who was also stubborn, took advantage of Yan Jun Dajiao's inability to move, took most of his scales away, and then chopped off a pair of Dajiao, who was famous for his fight, and took it back to refine the weapon.

After clapping his mouth, Wuqi felt a little troublesome. Did he be kind to Dajiao or not?

After so many years, when other chaotic gods and demons have fallen one after another, if Yan Jun Dajiao is still alive, he should have entered the realm of Hedao? If this is true, then it would be a fool who is stupid and lucky. How could he be reincarnated by the clever and wise old man Yuanling fall and reincarnated?

Be careful to get close to the big tree. When he was still more than ten miles away from the big tree, Wuqi carefully sneaked into the magma. Although the escape method in the stolen sutra is extremely mysterious, he has now understood the Hongmeng purple qi, which has even made his escape method reach an invisible and invisible level. However, it is very likely that there is a supreme existence in the realm of Hedao. How dare Wuqi be careless at all?

On the big tree, the golden light just now showed its original body. It was a monster that was as strong as a lion, with a pair of golden wings on its back, but on its head was an extremely majestic middle-aged man. The human face was a lion, the back was winged, the front paw held a shield in the left hand, the right hand held a sword in its right hand, and a circle of golden flames wrapped around it. It should be the magical power of his natal flame cultivation, which was melted by dozens of divine flame-level divine flames.

Under the big tree, on a flat ground surrounded by two tiny roots, a handsome man about three feet tall was wearing a red robe and sat upright on a large chair condensed from magma that was still flowing.

At first glance, the man looked extremely handsome, but when he looked closely, his eyes and eyebrows seemed to be carved out of granite by a third-rate stonemason. Although he was handsome, he was rough, as if he had no concern about his appearance when he condensed into a human form.

Two spiral red horns emerged from the man's head. The horns had a great curve. They almost circled into a circle of several feet in diameter above the man's head, which looked extremely powerful. The flames were wrapping the two sharp, nearly meter-long big horns burning, and the dull whistling sounds of wind and fire came from time to time.

It is just surprising that one of these two large horns is slightly three inches longer than the other, and the texture of the horns looks much denser than the other, and even the color is a little redder. It is like a horn cut off by someone, and the new horn always looks a little tender.

Wuqi rolled his eyes. Yes, Yan Jun Dajiao, an old acquaintance in his previous life, was an unlucky guy who was almost dismantled by Old Man Yuanling to refine weapons. Wuqi was a little hesitant. Are he and Yan Jun Dajiao considered life-saving grace or hatred for destruction of their bodies?

Qing Emperor, Bai Emperor and Chi Emperor stood in front of the big horn, and the gray gas was constantly oozing out of their bodies.
Chapter completed!