Forge An Eternal Kingdom

Immediately, Hula Tu snorted and threw the star-eyed man with sword eyebrows directly. The man yelled, his body fell to the ground, his whole body cracked, and blood was sprayed out with big mouths. His face was all in horror: "A fellow practitioner of water and fire, he was able to cultivation to reach Samsara fifty-four times. How is it possible? I got countless adventures and even ate a sacred grass before cultivation reached the point of thirty-six Samsara. Now why does a newly promoted person have such strength?"

"Good means!"

That day practitioner, Sanskrit prosperously stepped forward and stared at Han Qiming firmly: "I just poured his skills into him. With his current Realm, it is impossible for him to cultivation to the point of fifty-four Samsara. Unexpectedly. , Now that there is such a master among the Brahma, let me see, what are you capable of?"

Boom!

Three destructive auras burst from Sanskrit Wenchang's body. On the top of his head, a golden, khaki, and aqua aura formed the position of the three talents of heaven, earth and man, and slammed toward Han Qiming.

"However, you have only practiced two Cultivation Techniques. It is not my opponent at all. I have practiced three Cultivation Techniques, and each Cultivation Technique has reached the level of 72 Samsara. I want to defeat you!"

The Realm of Sanskrit Prosperity has five scars and broken roads. Moreover, his god-level Cultivation Technique, gold, earth, and water are fused three times, which is at least several times more powerful than some ordinary powerhouses of the ordinary five-mark broken road.

With one blow, the rumbling resounded, and the law of the entire space was under his control.

Han Qiming smiled faintly, stepped up, his fingers flicked slightly, and a piece of light kept flickering, like a long snake wandering, directly dissolving the three god-level Cultivation Techniques. Then, when he pointed out, a holy light, like The first divine light that pierced the darkness of the Universe, pierced through the sky and slashed towards Sanskrit Wenchang.

"What kind of Cultivation Technique is this?" San Wenchang's expression changed: "This is not the Cultivation Technique of our Brahman world, but it does not belong to the Five Elements Cultivation Technique of the Central Brahma!"

"I can use any kind of Cultivation Technique to defeat you, Hua Wenchang. This is the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. It is inconvenient to fight with you. Let's find a good day and fight aggressively?" Han Qiming smiled slightly.

"Huh!" San Wenchang stomped again, a world, born slowly, unexpectedly wrapped up towards Han Qiming, "The Three Realms cut!"

"Exit!" Han Qiming spit out a word, and the whole world immediately collapsed. Sanskrit Wenchang's body was retreated a step, and his face became pale.

With this fight, the winner is divided. Sanskrit Wenchang is obviously lower than Han Qiming, and he is not Han Qiming's opponent at all.

"Very good, very good, unexpectedly, among our Brahma, such a powerful person actually appeared." San Wenchang no longer shot: "Indeed, this is the second floor of the Buddhist scripture pavilion. It is not convenient to shot. The books here will inevitably be destroyed, and we will all be punished. I will let you go today. When the next day, I will learn your magical powers. What is your name?"

"I am Hulatu, this is my senior, called Hu Yanmeng, and I am ready to learn your Cultivation Technique at any time." Hulatu said quickly.

"go!"

Sanskrit roared fiercely and led some followers, "You and I remembered, I hope you will have a better life in the future."

While speaking, this group of people has disappeared without a trace.

Han Qiming smiled faintly: "This is a heaven practitioner. He has other magical powers in his body. The assassin has not been displayed. I can feel that this person is hiding his strength."

"Master, I am not familiar with Brahma Theological Academy. It is too advanced. My family can't even compete with some Brahma, so I don't know the secrets of these people. Please forgive me." Hulatu said quickly.

"What's the sin?" Han Qiming waved his hand: "Go, enter it, I am now using other god-level Cultivation Technique, it is too conspicuous, and my immortal demon body, although most people can't see it, But the old antiques of the myth Realm are different. I can see my strength at a glance. I now have to achieve the five-door god-level Cultivation Technique and cultivation to the point of Dzogchen, and each kind of cultivation has reached the ninety-nine-eighty-one of Samsara’s At this point, you can go out and use this god-level Cultivation Technique to defeat countless enemies and seize the leadership of the entire Brahma Realm!"

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While speaking, Han Qiming and Hulatu finally stepped onto the second floor of the entire Tibetan scripture pavilion.

There are three floors in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. The second floor contains some mythological books written by the ancestors of Realm. It is very vast and vast. Some books have gone through the mythological writings of the ancestors of Realm and have been cultivated into Magic Treasures! It is very difficult to read, and even some books have been cultivated into the spirit of the book, the book demon, these book demon will even absorb the spirit of the reader, cultivate themselves, become a Buddha and become an ancestor.

The entire space of the Buddhist scripture pavilion on the second floor was many times larger than that on the first floor, and there was vast aura everywhere.

Sometimes, Han Qiming saw a huge book, which is bigger than the entire Galaxy. Embedded in the depths of the space, it formed a country by itself, and even bred out many little book monsters.

The entire second-story Buddhist scripture pavilion is even a world, a world of books. Book world.

Among them, some books have their own magical powers, which are not under some Brahma.

Originally, some books were created by the painstaking efforts of the ancestors of the ancient myth Realm. The words and the words are pearls and bright. After a long period of gestation, they have been cultivated into ghosts and gods with infinite means and mysteries, which can be shuttled. Void, breaking the eternity, running the past and the future.

These books, their own wisdom and magical powers, are already very vast in their mutual exchanges. Ordinary Fanzi enters it, and if you want to watch them, you must use means to subdue them, or make a deal with them, in order to learn the knowledge in it.

Hum!

Han Qiming stepped into the second floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Suddenly, many ideas were intertwined: "This Brahma is so powerful!"

"That Sanskrit Wenchang is the top 100 Sanskrit, with powerful methods, five-scared Taoist fruit, and soon the cultivation will reach the six-scores. He has had the supreme adventure, cultivated three kinds of god-level cultivation techniques, and all of them have been defeated. In the hands of this person."

"It's a pity, it's a pity that Sanskrit Wenchang hasn't regained the power of the practitioner in his body, otherwise, two people can fight together. Let's see the match between the two masters. It is also good to see the two masters. In the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, we are really lonely. It would be nice if you could see masters fighting every day."

"This Brahma, who wants to watch us, how to deal with him?"

"Regardless of whether he is strong or not, we must make a deal with us, in exchange for our knowledge of our own Blood Essence. This is the rule, otherwise no one will show him, know?"...

These powerful spiritual thoughts, violently intertwined, are all those powerful books, book monsters, and book immortals. None of these books are fuel-efficient lamps. Together, they are extremely powerful and terrifying.

"Yes, we also want to be promoted. Look at the old ancestors on the third floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. They are all overwhelming. Some are the classics left by the ancient gods.

Some of them are the painstaking works of the realm ancestors of their own mythology. They have been watched by countless Brahmans. They have been blessed by the means of Blood Essence. They have cultivated immeasurable supernatural powers and entered the third floor of the Buddhist scriptures pavilion. We must also have this opportunity. "

These spiritual thoughts were reflected in the depths of Han Qiming's mind.

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