Forge An Eternal Kingdom

Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, Han Qiming disappeared, but shuttled in the flat universe, after absorbing more fruits, it hit Realm again.

Keep going up, keep on impact, keep swallowing.

Han Qiming now seems to feel that he has turned into a devouring snake, and all his tasks are to keep eating and eating, eating after eating, and eating after eating.

Finally, I don’t know how long I have eaten. The emptiness of own destiny actually felt a little bloated. He was immediately overjoyed in his heart, knowing that he was very likely, torn again to produce Dao marks, and finally reached the myth Realm.

"At this time, I swallowed hundreds of thousands of Divine Dao seeds, and stored hundreds of thousands of Divine Dao seeds in the fragments of the Heavenly Mystery System. When they were brought to the Guardian Alliance, how much energy could they explode in an instant?"

A smile appeared on Han Qiming’s face. His power has increased many times again. Now even the genius of Seventh Stage Tianhao God Realm, with a special physique, and the peak Cultivation Base, can be killed in one shot, clean and not at all. Sluggish.

In the past, he could only blast the Hao Shen powerhouses with ordinary physiques, but now those with special physiques can also be wiped out at once.

Even if he was against Ye Wudao before Closed Door Training, the victory or defeat may not be known.

This time, he came right. He arrived in Dousita, and he had such an achievement. Now even if he can't get anything, he will go back with satisfaction.

Below, the fighting voices of the thirty-six ancestors were still being transmitted, still entangled with the ancient longevity tree, slowly ascending, no one knew, but Han Qiming was silent, and at the same time he was promoted.

"Golden Fruit!"

Suddenly, Han Qiming seemed to see the depths of dense branches and leaves, and there was light appearing. He suddenly saw the seeds of the gods around him, turning into a golden color. It seemed that a golden Buddha was sitting in it, and he immediately began to devour it. , The golden seeds of the gods contain a lot of luck. After swallowing them, the whole person suddenly feels as if they are being blessed by Heavenly Dao's blessings. As long as they go out, they will encounter repeated encounters, and they will kick the artifact when they walk, and pick up one at random. Things are peerless treasures.

After continuously devouring tens of thousands of golden gods seeds, Han Qiming felt that the emptiness of his own destiny was getting bigger and bigger, and there was even some pain, as if a pregnant woman was about to give birth to a son.

His power is getting bigger and bigger, and his whole body is full of explosive power, and it seems that he is uncomfortable if he doesn't let it go.

"Very good, coming soon. Once it splits, it is not far from the mythical Realm, and it can even condense into a virtual godhead immediately, killing all the 36 ancestors and cutting off the arms of Ye Wudao." Han Qiming was happy in his heart. , Go up again.

The resistance is getting bigger and bigger, but his power is getting stronger and stronger. Every step forward is to open up a world in chaos.

Suddenly, Han Qiming's eyes shined brightly, and he saw a fruit hanging on the top of the sacred tree of longevity.

Looking at the dense clusters of golden shinto seeds and fruits, Han Qiming saw a fruit hanging on the highest top. As soon as this fruit appeared, Wanguo was inferior.

This fruit is not big, like a baby, crystal transparent, it is clear, clear, without a little impurities, it seems to contain nothing, no energy, but! The eyes of the baby fruit are the only embellishment. A pair of black eyes can see through all the illusions and reality in the world, as well as all the vitality, the mystery of the birth and death of the universe.

Looking at the past carefully, the eyes of this fruit baby contain the Immortal extreme changes in the birth and death of the Universe. You can even see the shadows of countless people, who live and die, and the lives and adventures of countless great fortuners. In it.

It's not so much the fruit of the true God, it's better to be a holy child.

This baby fruit echoes the magic baby in Han Qiming's Dantian Qi Sea, and seems to be a pair of twins.

Ha ha!

Han Qiming screamed fiercely, and the whole person turned his breath to the extreme. The horror was very high. He swallowed so many seeds of the gods, and the Cultivation Technique reached the peak. The fruit of the emptiness of destiny could burst and explode almost at any time, and the infinite power of his body could not be The vent appeared, and now as soon as he saw this baby fruit, the semi-finished true godhood, he immediately exploded the strongest blow, and wanted to capture it and reach his hand.

Once this thing is obtained, he is equivalent to completing the great cause of dominance, which can leave many people far behind, even if Ye Wudao has cultivated into a realm, it doesn't matter.

"The holy demon is one, and the godhead bears it. This thing is destined to be mine. I don't know how many geniuses have condensed into a semi-finished product of this true god godhead, and it belongs to me. The old antique of the emperor of Dusitian is in Closed Door Training. , Unable to come out for the time being, Ye Wudao chose this time to use what I used to suppress the ancient longevity tree, but I took advantage of it, so refreshing!"

Had it not been for Ye Wudao and the thirty-six ancestors, Han Qiming would never have seen this baby-like semi-finished true godhead.

The real finished product cannot be condensed.

No amount of air transport can condense the formed body.

Han Qiming's this was a complete stroke. He waved out his own energy, which was terrifying. In an instant, all the power was urged and turned into a straight line, directly impacting the semi-finished product of the Holy Infant Godhead.

Hum!

In the air, ripples appeared, and the ripples agitated and turned into immeasurable divine sound waves, blocking Han Qiming from moving forward. But Han Qiming pointed, "True Demon Mark, break!"

The imprint of the true demon in the body moved for a while, and the sound wave of the divine sound shattered at once. Han Qiming tore directly and arrived in front of the godhead in an instant. He grabbed it with his big hands, the hands of the true demon moved out, countless notes fell out of thin air, and the goddess scattered flowers. Di Yong Jinlian.

"Bold!"

At this moment, an angry voice resounded, and the voice of an invincible old man appeared in the void: "It's damned to take me to close the door, conceal the gate of chaos, and break in!"

In the voice, a fist, without the slightest sign, hit Han Qiming's body fiercely. This punch was equivalent to a blow from Hongshen Realm's master. If it were before, Han Qiming would have been blown out with one punch. , There is no bones left.

But now a punch on his body only caused him to disintegrate and transform into the tens of millions of The Underworld, with black aura permeating, "The Underworld slays the gods, the gods are degenerate! His voice is transmitted, the incarnation of the constant The number of sand, The Underworld, wrapped the true godhead in just one shot, and then the light of the whole longevity divine art dimmed.

The Godhead is like the body, and Han Qiming felt that in the depths of his Qi Sea, there was another God Infant, opposed to his condensed Demon Infant, facing each other, and seemed to be one body.

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