I Have A Cell Phone In My Dantian

The oppression of the ancient Yuan Emperor's Immortal Cave collapsed with the oppression of power alone. This scene completely shocked the Four Divinities.

"On the Realm of Divine Art and Taoism, the master has reached the level close to the emperor." Xuan Gui exclaimed.

"It is the emperor's level that can resist the pressure of Immortal Cave." Azure Dragon also said. Immortal Cave is only Immortal Cave after all. Although the ancient Yuan emperor has many layouts, the internal suppression of Immortal Cave is strong enough. Previously, Su Dong was the ruler of the gods. All Wang and others were suppressed.

But now, as the golden phantom on Su Dong's body surface is condensed, the oppression of power is infinitely resisted, like a bubble trapped in water, violently expanded and expanded. Although the suppression is still there, the impact is very small. NS.

Power surged and spread away.

"The magic is finally accomplished." Su Dong opened his eyes, and there was a touch of joy in his eyes.

Studying Bu Shentu for a full 18 years. In the eternal space, one thousand eight hundred years, one thousand eight hundred years, to understand the strongest magic arts in thirty-six palaces, and to study the most suitable own magic arts.

The golden phantom all over the body is shining brightly, like the sky.

"This is the most suitable magic technique for me, and it is also the ultimate." Su Dong felt the power of the whole body.

Then with a thought, a palace appeared on the scroll in his hand. That was the thirty-sixth palace. Su Dong's figure disappeared, and he reappeared in the palace.

In the palace that was still a starry sky, a cloud of black mist emerged, chi chi chi, black mist gathered. Converged into a tall, pitch-black figure, this figure no longer looks like a slender woman, the torso of the divine body is already close to the stone pillar, and the cold eyes exudes terrible pressure, looking towards Su Dong.

"Later, whether you are my disciple or not, you can get to this point. It all proves that you have a very high talent on the path of the god of the gods. The god of the gods is the highest achievement in my life. The power level, although the flaws are still huge, but I firmly believe that the magic is unlimited." The ethereal voice floated away.

"I hope you will take it to the next level in the future, come on, show your magic."

Su Dong stood silently in the starry sky of the palace. He admired the ancient Yuan Emperor in his heart. The Qinglian will taught by his master Qingxuan Tianzun was the secret method of the will, and the ancient Yuan Emperor taught another way of Taoism. A path has a unique style. The more Su Dong practiced, the more he admired the ancient Yuan Emperor.

"Come on." Su Dong's eyes were full of expectation. A huge golden phantom condensed behind him, and the golden phantom was hazy, but it seemed to contain heavenly power.

Su Dong is obsessed with Saber Technique, Saber Technique is successful, and he has the bladesman's killing factor in his bones, so he created a magical technique. More or less they are biased towards killing.

"This magical technique, I named Tianwei." With the magical technique to build Tianwei!

Hum.

While Su Dong condensed the golden phantom, the black stone pillars of the statue's life also burst out with strong black light, and the rich black light quickly condensed into a thousand meters high, like the phantom of the same tall black mountain peak, with vines on the surface of the mountain. The tentacles, each of the tentacles is covered with dense and peculiar patterns. Rumble...The dark mountain shadows condense, but they condense first. The pitch-black tentacles are like a big black snake violently dancing and winding towards Su Dong.

"The stone pillar torso. Let the divine art condense faster?" Su Dong was slightly surprised.

boom.

In the next instant, the golden phantom condensed on Su Dong's body surface was finally condensed. A palm shot was taken, and the golden palm print traversed a trail of destruction in the starry sky, and instantly collided with the pitch-black tentacles.

Upon collision, the starry sky vibrated, the dark tentacles broke, and the golden shadow on Su Dong's body was torn into a gully wound.

"Go." The black shots of the pitch black mountain shadow exudes black light, turning into phantoms, and for a time endless phantoms envelope Su Dong... Su Dong sighed in his heart, this thirty-sixth palace is indeed an emperor-level means. , And more relaxed and freehand, I am still a little less complete.

However, this dark mountain shadow is terrifying, but after all, it tends to trap the enemy.

"Exit." Su Dong waved his palm, and the huge golden light phantom that appeared on his body also raised his palm. Eleven Stars faintly appeared in the palm of the hand, and the Star radiated a faint halo, and snapped a photo.

Wow.

With a palm shot, a large area of ​​cracks appeared in the starry sky, such as the power of Heavenly Dao from the palm of the hand, and slammed toward the dark shadow of the dark mountain peak, countless dark tentacles quickly resisted, but only one collision, countless dark tentacles The directly photographed shattered and dissipated, and the flying pitch-black tentacles floated apart, tearing the starry sky likewise, and extinguishing Star.

The palm prints whizzed directly at the stone pillar torso of the dark statue.

Huh.

As if teleporting, the stone pillar body of the dark statue suddenly disappeared, booming... escaped the shot. Appears in another direction.

The golden phantom palm print controlled by Su Dong instantly turned into a horizontal slash. When it was cast, the huge palm was like a long knife, whizzing directly across the starry sky.

The pitch-black statue was too late to teleport again, and was directly swept across the body by this palm, and the hard stone pillar trunk was cut horizontally like tofu.

boom,

Half of the torso of the pitch-black statue was swept and dropped.

The rest of the body manipulated the black mountain shadow to hit Su Dong's golden phantom, and the golden phantom trembled, as if it was about to collapse.

"Take it to death." Su Dong's palm kept moving, and he continued to pat forward.

Boom.

The power of this shot was surging, devastating, and the power of terror fell on the torso of the black statue's stone pillar.

"I lost, latecomers, congratulations on getting all my inheritance, and remember to protect the Yeze clan." The ethereal voice sounded.

The defensive power of the pitch-black stone pillar was amazing, but it was photographed by the golden palm print, and it collapsed directly. The golden palm print was covered with eleven stars, destroying everything.

After sweeping the dark statue, the huge golden phantom dissipated and turned into countless profound energy and penetrated into the Su Dong divine body.

Hearing this ethereal voice, Su Dong had a hint of admiration in his eyes. He had just started on this road, and compared to this ancient Yuan Emperor, he was completely a child.

Going through 36 palaces, you can only get the treasures of the ancient Yuan emperor's inheritance.

"Sheltered the Yeze clan... an emperor and strong man who was going to take risks, but the last thing he missed was Own's hometown ethnic group."

Su Dong is silent, emptiness life, no channel cultivation to what level, in his bones he still yearns for life in groups, like lonely Fairy and so on. I prefer to practice in the mundane world. If you leave the ethnic group, you also leave the source of Tao.

Of course, there are also selfish people who like to exterminate everything. Like the three-eyed beings killed in the Temple of Thunder, it is even more of an extinction of a world-level life for their own use.

The statue of Emperor Gu Yuan was shattered, and three air currents quickly flew out of the starry sky palace.

The three air streams are black. Gold silver. Flew directly in front of Su Dong.

"These are the many treasures left by Emperor Gu Yuan." Su Dong stretched out his palm, and the three air currents stopped automatically, floating in front of him.

Wow.

The air flow dissipated, exposing the contents.

They are a stone pillar, a stone sword, and a book.

The stone pillars are covered with naturally formed complex patterns, exuding an aura that resembles the torso of the ancient Yuan Emperor. Sacred and tyrannical.

Shi Jian was more fierce, with a shocking sense of sharpness, as if to pierce the soul.

The booklet doesn't have any peculiar smell, but the material Su Dong can tell at a glance that they are all made from the bark of the world's foundation tree.

These are the three treasures left by the ancient Yuan Emperor.

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