Invincible Powers

Zhong Li Dapan knew the mystery of the altar of life, and the old patriarch of the dragon clan, Long Jie, should know it well.

Famine, naturally, needless to say.

Chen Liangquan crushed Nadan pill, which made him use the magical power of "Altar of Life" uncontrollably and engulfed the remaining blood of the seventh-level demon, perhaps also to verify this.

——Is there an altar of life in him?

In the depths of the galaxy, the oldest and highest-ranked aliens, only very few people can be born with an "altar of life."

The blood demon clan of the Outland Demon, the current patriarch, has a similar "altar of life".

This shows that those who possess such "altars of life" are extremely rare in the Tianhexinghe.

And he, a pure human race, was able to build such an "altar of life" in a small world of qi and blood only by condensing pieces of "giant beast" from Ming Chao Kun.

Is the "Altar of Life" related to the giant monster in the sky?

Is there any connection with the "Blood Spirit Altar" of Outland Demon?

All kinds of puzzles and doubts came one after another, making Yu Yuan confused.

Later, he could hardly maintain the peace and tranquility of his mind, and he could not be immersed in spiritual practice.

After pondering for a long time, he took out an exquisite mask purchased at the branch of the Spider City Tongtian Chamber of Commerce.

The mask covered his face, he secretly used "Shamo", the bones crackled for a while, the muscles were adjusted slightly, and then he transformed into another person.

He became a young man with a short, dull complexion, and his pupils were muddled.

Proficient in body and occult techniques, changing face to face, easy.

When he is stronger and more delicate and skilled in the control of muscle fibers, he can get rid of the mask and change the entire face as he thinks in his heart.

After re-sinking the "Shamo Ding" into Zigong Cave, putting the scabbard into the mustard bracelet, he walked out of the Qingtian Temple.

At noon, the sky was gloomy, as if a torrential rain was about to fall.

Looking up at the sky, Yu Yuan didn't care, and walked alone in the Qingluan City on the ground, aimlessly, wandering around.

Under his feet, Chen Liangquan in the inner city had only one request for him for the time being.

——Don't give it to the demon palace, find it for the three great ancestors and the demon palace.

This coincides with the original intention of his red-hot desert trip.

After "Shamo Ding" and the scabbard were closed, after changing his appearance, he moved freely in Qingluan City. He was a little more careful and should not be easily targeted.

Practitioners who have entered the microcosm are so young that they may be a bit conspicuous in other imperial cities.

But in Qingluan City, he was not worried about trouble.

This city, not only came from practitioners of major empires, but also young talents from two other continents.

He was indeed curious about this towering city standing on the Qianxuan Continent.

He wanted to know why the Qingluan City, which was created in just one or two hundred years, became the first giant city in this continent. He wanted to know the peculiarities of this city.

In the next few days, he walked in the streets or the prosperous or dirty streets of Qingluan City regardless of what happened to the Red Fire Desert.

The Qingluan empire was built on the Qingtian empire. This majestic city ranked first on the continent has all kinds of people.

He has all seen the mighty empire, the empire of the sun, the people who shook the empire of the sky and the red empire, the children of the family, and the practitioners of various denominations.

Some people came to Qingluan City to study, and some came to find famous teachers, who wanted to take the road of cultivation.

Many schools, private schools, and Taoist schools are all over the corners of the streets of Qingluan City. There are Tianyuan mainland, and the mainland that is dead, similar to Jingmingzong, Guifuzong, and voodoo. The sect, standing upright and placarding brightly, attracts young people who have the talent to practice.

Qianxuan Continent, in the eyes of the powerful denominations of those two continents, is a large pasture.

The three great sects, the magic palace and the demon palace, have their own messenger travellers, wandering in the major empire for a long time, from those famous family newborns, looking for those with the potential to practice.

Most of the top geniuses in spiritual practice have many signs before they are born.

This kind of person is the object of the three great ancestors, the magic palace and the demon palace.

Behind them are those like Lin Zhuyun, Su Yan, Yan Lu, Yuan Lianyao, etc., who are among the sectarians of the Seven Great Sects and the Red Demon Sect.

Like Jingming Sect, Ghost Runzong, and Voodoo Sect, the third-rate sectarian forces can only pick the rest.

Occasionally, a fish with a little talent for cultivating the net will also enter this third-class sectarian force, and may even change the destiny of a sect.

Qingluan City, the most powerful city on the mainland, is a treasured place for talents.

It is also reasonable for the three-sect sect forces of Tianyuan mainland and the dying mainland to choose to recruit talents in Qingluan City.

For such denominations, high-quality talents will still be selected, and three will be selected.

"Little Lei Xiaozong."

Yu Yuan stood in front of a gym, looked at a line of words on the door plaque, stopped, and said to himself.

This street is full of similar gyms, with "Jing Xuan Zong", "Yu Xuan Zong", "Tai Shi Zong", and "Tian Qing Sect" next to it.

Such sectarian forces, Yu Yuan is mostly unheard of, may be the newly established sect in the past three hundred years.

Some of the denominations have a faint impression, and they have been glorious in the past.

"Little brother, you are all cultivated into the micro-environment. Should you be under the guidance of a famous teacher? Is there a teacher?" In front of the gym, there was a lame old man, who squatted on the ground and nibbled melon seeds. He looked up and swept him. "We are small Lei Xiaozong, the temple is a little smaller, I am afraid it will not allow you."

Near the door of "Jing Xuanzong" and "Yu Xuanzong", there are also two complex practitioners who recruit disciples. Hearing this, he looked over with a smile.

The lame old man in front of him, as well as the two of them, are all in the dark.

They are very old, but when they have just reached the middle and later stages of entering the micro-environment, they will be able to condense the Yin God in the future. This is the limit, and it is unlikely to have the hope of stepping into the soul.

Yu Yuan looked young, but arrived early into the micro-environment, and had a better future than them.

Such a figure, standing in front of the pavilion of "Little Lei Xiaozong" set up in Qingluan City, seems a little inexplicable.

Because most of the people who come to this street and want to seek ancestors are in the context of empathy. At the level of the spiritual realm, there are very few practitioners even in Huang Tingjing.

"I heard that the person responsible for Xiaolei Xiaozong's solicitation here is Xie Bin?" Yu Yuan asked.

The lame old man nodded, "It's indeed Xie Bin, you know?"

"Want to see, see if it is someone I know." Yu Yuan took three pieces of clear jade from the mustard bracelet and handed it to his palm. "I'm tired."

The lame old man, under the envious eyes of the two old friends next to him, hehe Lingyu smiled and said, "I will lead you in."

He limped and led the way, and Yu Yuan followed in a hurry.

Inside the gymnasium is a courtyard house, filled with potted plants, and the flowers and plants inside are carefully trimmed. An old man with white hair, standing erroneously, holding a kettle to water flowers.

"Old man Xie, this little brother named to meet." The lame old man shouted.

Xie Bin, who watered the flowers, turned around and said in surprise: "Little brother, do you know me?"

Yu Yuan took a deep breath when he turned around and saw his face, and then looked at the trimmed potted plants. He became more certain in his heart, "Can I find a quiet place to speak?"

Xie Bin put down the kettle and walked to an open room, "Follow me."

Yu Yuan entered the house, took out a pole flag, inserted it in various areas of the house, and put it on the jade to make the formation work and isolate the outside world from feeling perception.

Xie Bin looked at his movements in silence, and did not stop with a voice.

After Yu Yuan arranged everything to ensure that in this room, the speech to Xie Bin would not be heard or perceived by the soul, and then he said seriously: "I am a **** of medicine!"

"Medicine God? Which is the medicine god?" Xie Bin's figure shook slightly and said quietly.

"The medicine **** you know, you once learned the medicine **** from me as a disciple." Yu Yuan sighed lightly.

Xie Bin took a deep breath, "He has died for more than three hundred years."

"Well, death was a long time ago. Before the death, the inheritance was arranged. I got it by accident." Yu Yuan carefully observed him and said: "According to his statement, you...was the Yang Shenjing cultivation practice for three hundred years. In the past, shouldn’t you step into the comfort zone, in the middle or even later period of the comfort zone?"

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