Waste Synthesis: Starting from Picking Up Garbage to Become Immortal

Song Tianming, Yan Wushuang, and Ba Tian communicated for a while. After all, this trip may last a lifetime.

Yan Wushuang cupped his hands and said goodbye: "Little brother Song, Senior Ba Tian, ​​if we meet again in the starry sky in the future, I will treat you to a glass of wine made with the blood of the Chaos God."

Batian laughed and said: "Although you are mysterious, you are not bad in nature. I have made you a friend. In the nearby star field, I know a place where the mother material of all things is produced. You can go there to repair it." Your Bronze Moon.”

Immediately, Ba Tian's soul flame floated, mapping out a large series of coordinates in the starry sky.

Yan Wushuang was very grateful and thanked him.

Song Tianming had nothing to give. He scratched his head and said, "Senior Yan, you have to walk faster. Maybe in a few years, I will be able to set foot in the starry sky and catch up with you."

Yan Wushuang smiled and said: "Little brother Song, I believe you will surpass me. Before leaving, I will give you another treasure. I don't have much use for this thing, but you have an immortal weapon that can turn waste into treasure. It will definitely be great." has an effect."

As he spoke, Yan Wushuang handed over a scrap of bronze masterbatch the size of a fist.

The purple holy spirit Taoist body was bouncing around at first and was very interested, but after seeing that it was a piece of waste, it rolled away.

Song Tianming was extremely pleasantly surprised. Although this piece of bronze masterbatch was waste, it was of extremely high grade. If combined with other items, it could be combined into a unique treasure!

Song Tianming scratched his head and smiled bitterly: "Senior Yan, I don't have many good things, and this drop of divine blood is the most valuable. You must be rejected."

Song Tianming then handed Yan Wushuang a drop of black divine blood extracted from Thunder King's armor.

This drop of black divine blood has a great origin. It may be the blood of a super powerful person in the ancient immortal era. Although it has been purified several times, there are still too many impurities for Song Tianming to absorb.

Yan Wushuang stared at this drop of black divine blood, his expression changed greatly, and he said in horror: "This is actually a drop of chaotic divine blood from the ancient immortal era. This is very important to me. Little brother Song, you are really my lucky star."

Yan Wushuang was extremely excited. His Chaos Divine Blood was only a semi-finished product and needed many extremely precious heavenly materials and earthly treasures to completely repair it.

In the past, Yan Wushuang's adoptive father, the only holy monk of the Xingling Divine Clan, took Yan Wushuang to travel across the starry sky, but he still lacked a few rare treasures.

One of them has the blood of the Primordial Chaos God.

Although there are a few drops of Chaos Divine Blood among the Celestial Spirit God Clan, they have all been corrupted and their internal rules are incomplete, so they need a drop of original blood that carries all the laws of Chaos Divine Blood.

There is no doubt that after obtaining this drop of Taichu Chaos Divine Blood, Yan Wushuang will take a more crucial step towards the Chaos Bloodline.

Afterwards, Yan Wushuang drove the dilapidated Bronze Moon through the starry sky, passed through the protective barrier of Zichen Star, and walked out of this remote cultivation planet.

Yan Wushuang's whole body was filled with flames. He had stayed on this remote planet for a long time, met a few good people, and was full of memories. He was full of reluctance when he said goodbye.

"When I finish solving all the troubles, let's see little brother Song again." Yan Wushuang pushed the bronze moon and headed towards the starry sky coordinates given by Ba Tian.

Not long after Yan Wushuang left, a pair of eyes that covered the sky appeared above the Zichen Star. Their eyes were as fierce as the sun, shining brilliantly.

"The place where Yan Wushuang stayed must be completely destroyed. No clues can be left to the Yueling God Clan's idiots."

The Yangling God Clan is after Yan Wushuang, but they also want to tame this owner of the Chaos bloodline and make the Yangling God Clan great again.

Immediately, a teardrop of fire fell from these big sun eyes, like a meteor, falling towards the planet under the eyes.

call!

The flame teardrops merged into the star core of Zichen Star, igniting it, and the temperature gradually increased.

In as short as one year or as long as three years, the planet will continue to burn due to the core of the star, leading to irreversible destruction.

For the Holy Realm monks, three years passed by like a blink of an eye, as fast as running water.

Of course, this holy monk from the Yangling God Clan can also choose to smash the Zichen Star directly, but the follow-up will be very troublesome.

Although Zichen Star is located in a remote area, it is nominally the area ruled by the Martial God Alliance.

Although the monks of the Martial God Alliance have not been to this area for hundreds of thousands of years, even if it is destroyed, no one will take it seriously. After all, it is just a low-level cultivation planet, and no famous genius has been born, so it is worthless. .

However, the Yangling God Clan is now insufficient in strength and cannot afford to offend the Martial God Alliance, a force that rules the star field. They can only seek stability and use three years to promote the self-destruction of a planet without leaving any evidence against the Yang Ling God Clan. .

"When Yan Wushuang is captured, his Chaos bloodline is thoroughly studied, and another unparalleled talent is created for our clan, then not to mention the Martial God Alliance, even the True Dragon God Clan, we must surpass them and complete the star spirit that we once were. A great wish that even the gods have never fulfilled.”

call!

The pair of sun eyes disappeared and came and went in such a hurry that countless monks under the Zichen Star had no way of noticing it. Only some imperial monks had some enlightenment, but they did not know that the planet under their feet had been ignited by a saint. Three years later will be destroyed.

At this time, what was once the Falling Moon Mountain Range was now a bottomless abyss, and Song Tianming staggered away from this place.

Tonight, Song Tianming had a great opportunity. Not only did he complete the incubation of the golden Tao seed, but he also made great progress in martial arts and Shinto, and could reach the highest level at any time.

The flaming stars calmed the destruction of the spiritual power waves that had affected the area within a radius of ten thousand miles, and the millions of people in Xingye City finally put down their anxious hearts and ended their state of fear.

"What happened in the Falling Moon Mountains?" Guan Shanyue trembled inwardly, hesitating, and did not dare to approach the dark abyss-like area ahead.

Song Hai was anxious, because he got the news that Song Tianming seemed to have walked into the Falling Moon Mountains to experience tonight.

This news also spread like wildfire under the spread of some people with ulterior motives, and quickly spread to the millions of people in Xingye City.

The mortals who were still terrified before, now that they have escaped from danger, have started to live their normal lives again, and even started to discuss the rare miracle that happened in the Falling Moon Mountains before.

"I heard that Song Tianming went to the Falling Moon Mountains tonight to train. What a pity, he must have been dead."

"Alas, a generation of genius, has fallen from the sky. In the future, the eternal legend of Starry Night City will only be Yang Jue!"

"Do you think that the changes in the Falling Moon Mountains tonight could be caused by Song Tianming?"

The others were dumbfounded when they heard this, and shook their heads like rattles. This reason was too outrageous.

Song Tianming was indeed a genius, even surpassing Yang Jue and overpowering a series of geniuses in Yunshan City. However, the changes in the Falling Moon Mountains tonight were rare in a thousand years, and their origins were too great. I am afraid that those earth-level cultivators of the Ascension Sect would be crushed to death like ants. How could it be related to Song Tianming, a mortal cultivator.