Forge An Eternal Kingdom

"Damn it, unexpectedly, that Brahma Rusi actually got something like a virtual godhead, and it is still a pure and innocent baby. Now it has become the ancestor of the mythical Realm. I want to reach that Realm. I don’t know how much time it will take. , This is not fair! I have been favored by a patriarch, and I have obtained this god, the cultivation rate is faster, and I can condense my True Qi with extreme intensity. I thought it was a peerless adventure, but compared to Brahma Rusi , It’s not a big deal. Even that Hula Tu, Hu Yanmeng humiliated me, and I must kill the two of them!"

Sanskrit Wenchang gritted his teeth.

"Really? You want to destroy my whole house?"

A faint voice resounded in his mind, and then he opened his eyes and saw a young man appearing in front of him, it was the Hu Yanmeng of Han Qiming's incarnation.

"Hu Yanmeng!"

Huh!

He stood up, the fierce light was revealed, and he was about to shoot, but then his face showed incomparable surprise: "My mountain, Immortal Cave, has been blessed by countless forms and surrounded with a small miracle. , It's so golden, how did you get in?"

"This miracle is inexhaustible to your seriousness, but in my eyes, it is not as good as rubbish, tofu dregs." Han Qiming said lightly: "In fact, your Cultivation Base is in my eyes. It's just rubbish, but your identity is so special that I am interested in coming to you. You should feel very honored."

"You... Yanmeng, what adventure did you get, dare to talk to me like this, aren't you afraid of death? It's not Brahma Theological Academy in this, I killed you and said you were killed outside, surely not People know."

Suddenly a terrible evil light appeared on San Wenchang's face, and he was murderous.

"You want to do it to me, it's good." Han Qiming smiled, "It's a frog at the bottom of the well, you can't help yourself, or, before you die, I will let you be a sensible person, and he will show up before you die. The true face of own.

"Who are you?"

Sanskrit Wenchang was taken aback. He felt the boundless aura from Han Qiming's body, rolling in pressure, making him unable to breathe, and no magical powers could be displayed at all. Any power was cut off out of thin air.

"My name is Han Qiming. I killed Hu Yanmeng and entered his body to seize the house." Han Qiming said faintly: "Originally, I wanted you to be promoted to the realm of the mythology, and completely urge the energy of the practitioner in your body to make I can absorb you when you reach the most perfect Realm, but now the situation changes suddenly, and I have to kill you quickly, don't blame me, otherwise, you can enjoy the taste of the realm of the heaven practiceer."

"Fight!"

Suddenly, Sanskrit exploded, and the whole person ran with both feet, almost to a degree that no one could catch up, and escaped: "You are an evil thing, you are so courageous to hide and hide, so I will take this Something went public, leaving you dead without a place to bury you."

what!

His voice just came out.

Stopped abruptly.

what!

Sanskrit Wenchang almost didn't react, the whole person was directly beaten up by Han Qiming into a group of fans, turned into the energy of the practitioner, and it was a pity that he was tightly restrained by a burst of energy and could not be dissipated.

"You rubbish, you still want to fight against me." Han Qiming said unceremoniously: "The person who is the most right to me will only end in two ways. The first is death, and the second is to become my faithful believer. You choose If you take the first path, then you have to bear the consequences."

"Do not!"

Sanskrit roared fiercely: "I'm not reconciled, I am a heaven practitioner, why was you arrested, my life is unparalleled in the world."

"Your degree is also called Tian Xia Wushuang? What's the matter with my Devil Wing?" Han Qiming is now beginning to absorb the energy of the practitioner of the sky, and the Devil Wing is slowly unfolding behind him. There are many runes on it, all of them one. A Taikoo "xing" character. In the body of the practitioner, there are many blood purification and condensed fonts. These fonts form a line of characters, which are inscriptions of the ancient gods. They are different from each other and form the essence and truth of various degrees.

The word "行" means degree, and practitioner has no boundaries.

Cultivation Base in the world, only fast is not broken.

In this way, Han Qiming absorbed all the energy of Sanskrit Wenchang. At the end, all the characters on his Devil Wings were line characters. He knew that his own degree would be faster. I am afraid it is the supreme power of Realm. None of them can catch up to themselves.

Strength, at Ascension again, he sat on the god, began to cultivate, and strengthened the forbidden law of the entire mountain. Outsiders didn't know everything inside, even if he knew it, it would be a year later.

Then, Heavenly Tribulation descended from the void.

It is Realm, the fairy ancestor of the seven-story wasteland, and Han Qiming once again broke through the limit. Arrived at the Cultivation Base of the ancestor, and soon reached the peak. Under his influence, in the Martial Sage catalog, Shura's clone was shocked, and the Heavenly Tribulation also came, directly breaking through the ancestor, and even reached the immortal. Realm of the emperor.

Every time Shura clone hits the barrier, it always shakes. King Shura's token buzzes, and the energy that can promote people's promotion is transmitted from it, so that people can be promoted to a higher Realm at once.

Han Qiming thus realized the immortal emperor's Realm, but he had to brew for a while before he could attack again.

"Yes, yes, the power of Shura's clone has skyrocketed again, and the energy of running tokens will get a great Ascension. Waiting for the promotion of the mythical Realm in the future, it is possible to find the core of the Martial Sage catalogue, and it may even find the year. The fallen corpses of the kings?"

Han Qiming stretched out his hand and tore it, and immediately, a passage appeared next to it. In the depths of the passage, the power of the king appeared. He entered the Martial Sage catalog and looked coldly at Aroye in the seal. Old demon.

"Old Demon Aroye, how are you feeling now?" Han Qiming coldly said, "Is it comfortable? If you are uncomfortable, I can relax your muscles and bones."

"Shameless boy, did you hire a realm master who actually worked for you like this?" Aroye old demon Immortal said in a magical way: "That master is desperate with me, is he your father? , Even if it is your father, it is impossible to consume the origin of life so much, don't you want to be promoted to the fourth floor, Realm of Broken God?"

"It's not a master I invited, but a master who wants to kill me." Han Qiming said indifferently: "He wanted to deal with me, but I transferred his power and attacked you, and then you counterattacked and was defeated. I hit the energy and turned the stars, but hurt him. That’s how it happened."

puff!

Hearing this explanation, Old Demon Aroye spewed out a mouthful of blood. Although he has no body, the blood sprayed in Immortal's magical thoughts is also a source of vitality and energy. Originally, he was seriously injured and his vitality was damaged. He encountered this. Stimulus makes the injury even more serious.

"Now, Old Demon Aroye, just enjoy the last moment of your life, I will refine you so that your magical thoughts will become a part of me!"

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