Ten God Emperor

For most people, choosing to step into cultivation is a bet, and as the strength continues to increase, it can only be won.

In this gamble, it is not only strength, but also will and luck, to create a strong, these three conditions are indispensable.

Yunxi does not like to gamble, but in a desperate situation, sometimes this is also a way of life.

"Young people, I have to admire your courage, injecting the soulless body into your body, even if it is Qinglingshan, you can't do it."

The fierce spirit made a horrible laugh, and after the black chain was opened by a root, the body swelled and began to move.

"Hey, you have been practicing a soul that has not been cultivated for more than 20 years. How can I compare with a soul that I have cultivated for a hundred years? I thought that I was also a priest in the past."

Accompanied by the sound of sneer, when the chains released by the sorrowful sorrows gradually became thin and thin, the fierce spirits suddenly broke free from them, and the fierce black gas smashed toward Yun’s head.

Looking at the black gas that is close at hand, the dark eyes of Yunqiu Gujing can be clearly seen, and every blood in the black gas is even revealed.

This soul is very fresh, and the integrity is better than that of the willow field, even the Luyan dust. The fertile spirit contained in it makes all the pores of the cloud break open.

"Oh... it’s a good body, tall and beautiful, but it looks like a heavy fire burn. It doesn't matter. As long as it becomes my body, I will fix it for you."

The spirits are entwined with the body of Yun Xie, looking around, quite satisfied.

Yun Xie looked at it with a faint look. Suddenly, the black gas condensed into a black needle and slammed toward his forehead.

"Come on..."

Looking at the black acupuncture, the cloud rested sharply, and the body leaned forward slightly, and did not make any defensive posture, directly let the black needle into the brain, and rushed toward the position of the coffin.

As the fierce spirit entered the body, Yun’s look was slightly stunned and the whole body became stiff.

A black scent spread across the surface of his body, from the face to the neck, and then to the entire body, turned into purple-black, which looked like it was poisonous.

A trace of black gas enters the brain, filled with thin mental power, a thin line of cranial nerves curling, extending deep into the brain, the thin mental power covered by thin lines of brain nerves, Give people a sense of illusion and transparency.

The spirited soul is suspended in the brain, looking at the direction in which all the transparent brain nerve lines extend. A cobblestone-sized ball body emits a white soft glow, which is one of the most important parts of the human body. .

Usually the human coffin is only the size of the fingernail, and the coffin in front of it is more than ten times larger, and it is exquisite and translucent, and looks beautiful, just like art.

The fierce spirit of the intrusion looked at the coffin and was immediately attracted by its size and luster. After several decades of the mainland, he naturally understood the unusualness of this coffin: "I didn't expect... I didn't expect There is such a perfect coffin in Xihe Yunzhou..."

"As long as I can occupy his body and have this spirit, maybe even ten years later, I can reach the realm of the psychic, and then the old thing can be counted."

As soon as I thought of having this perfect body and perfect dexterity, the evil spirit could not restrain the inner excitement. The moment rushed forward and grabbed the past.

When the black gas invades the coffin, there is hardly any obstacle. The soul of the evil spirits is drilled into it in an extremely hegemonic form, and the entire body is occupied by the moment.

"This kid can't be self-defeating, and there is no resistance."

Let the power of the soul stretch out in the brain, and the fierce spirit feels slightly different, but the next moment, the great satisfaction of regaining the new life makes him forget some.

"Mu Xiu Xuan, the forty-nine lord of the West Night Palace in the Great Wilderness, traveled to Qingling Mountain at the age of forty, and at the time the most famous sword genius Lu Jian of Xihe Yunzhou battled against the Yinling Mausoleum, and then disappeared afterwards..."

A huge stream of information emerged from the coffin, and then gathered in a hidden place in the brain. This wave of information flow, even the fierce deity, Mu Xiuxuan did not notice.

After Mu Xiu Xuan occupied the body of Yun Xiu, he quickly began to adapt to the new body through the coffin. He opened his dark eyes and took a deep breath of air around his mouth. The corner of his mouth provoked a sinister smile.

"It seems that this little guy's life should be repaired to the great spirits. Only at the age of 19, he has such a strong spiritual power. If there is another ten-year time, this is the royal palace of Xihe Yunzhou. I am afraid that the spirits will have to look back on their backs and be able to cultivate such a good imperial spirit. I am afraid that only the old things of Ming Chen can be done..."

Mu Xiu Xuan touched the delicate skin that had just grown on his body. He thought that he was offended by someone. He was actually hurt like this, but what made him even more incredible is that the body suffered so much and survived. People are incredible.

"I am in a hurry, I will fix the injury to my body as soon as possible."

Mu Xiu Xuan's look changed for a while, and now slowly walked to the ancient well, gently squatting down and began to motivate the body's exercises.

When a warm current spread from the nearly sealed sea of ​​gas, Mu Xiu Xuan’s eyes suddenly passed a thick horror, and hurriedly ignited a glimmer of energy, the five fingers spread out, and a trace of yellow flames rose. .

Looking at this beating flame, Mu Xiu Xuan’s body began to tremble, repeatedly whispering: “This is... this is the legendary...the body of the body...”

On the entire Huayun continent, there are very few people who know the origin of sputum stagnation. In addition to Yun Xie and the ten-day Emperor Yundi who taught the exercises to Yunxi, almost all the old monsters who have lived for thousands of years know The origin of the sputum sinus flow.

However, from the perspective of Mu Xiu Xuan’s reaction, he should know something about the flow of scrotalitis, even the ten-day Emperor of the year.

This subtle reaction, introduced into his brain with extremely hidden fluctuations, Mu Xixuan has limited ability to control the body, and can not detect this concealed fluctuation.

"What is the origin of this person... not only the spiritual strength is deep, but also the inheritance of the Ten Emperor."

At this moment, Mu Xiu Xuan's expression was slightly frozen, and he suddenly couldn't smile because he felt as if he had touched the edge of a behemoth, and it seemed to fall into a deep black hole.