World Controlling God

Ling Xiao swears, there is nothing, definitely don't provoke this **** bastard, it is too pithy!

Ling Xiao said nothing, and condensed all the anger on the light curtain.

Bang!

The light curtain couldn't bear the blow of Ling Xiao's full force, and directly blew a little light and shadow, and Ling Xiao also smoothly entered the third layer from the second floor.

When Ling Xiao fell into another space, he only felt a strong moisture rushing over.

This strong moisture is the aura of this space that has reached an incredible level.

At least it is ten times more than the outer boundary, and even a hundred times is not too much, and there is no impurity, very pure and vast.

Ling Xiao only felt that between the breathing, the spiritual power in his body felt small growth, which surprised him!

Even if there is any hole in the middle of the field, I am afraid that it is difficult to find a place like Aura here!

Ling Xiao feels that he can't close here for three or five years, and he can definitely reach the peak of the middle-ranking Tianzun. In ten years, this will break through to the realm of high-ranking Tianzun.

It must be known that the higher the realm of any military, the more power it has to accumulate, and the harder it is to break through.

With Lingxiao's massive speed of absorbing aura, it can break through the first order in ten years, and it is already a very great enchanting.

Some people must be able to break through the first order for hundreds of years!

This shows how strong these auras are in this third layer.

"The place is good, but the aura is limited. Once I practice here, I am afraid that it will be absorbed in a few years!" Ling Xiao sighed.

Here, the aura is isolated from the outside world, and once the aura is exhausted, it is difficult to repair.

Therefore, although it is good here, it cannot be used to cultivate breakthroughs.

Ling Xiao began to look at this space, he found that not far from the second floor, there is a Lingtian.

He swiftly swept the past, which is similar to the second floor. It is a Lingtian planted with Lingcao, but this Lingtian spirit grass is the best of the seventh and eighth order, but the number is less than the second layer. a lot of.

"Seven-order low-order glory star grass, this is a rare spiritual grass of light properties" Ling Xiao looked at a white grass with two eyes astigmatism.

Then he began to identify other grasses.

"The seventh-order middle-order tongue bamboo, no attribute spirit grass."

"Seven-order high-order seven-turn vine, wood attribute spirit grass."

......

"Eight-order low-order dragon flower, metallic spirit grass."

"Eight-order mid-level eight-leaf fire lotus, fire attribute spirit grass."

"Eight-order high-order black snake vine, black attribute spirit grass."

......

Lingxiao is more and more shocked. Any one of the grasses here has reached the seventh or higher order, and the smaller one is the eight-order spirit grass. Each plant is worth the price, which really makes him excited.

He now has to feel that this Tianding is really a treasure of the refining pharmacist, not only can improve the quality of alchemy, but also with so many spirit grass, which saves the time to find the grass.

It’s just that Ling Xiao knows that the things in this pottery Tianding are not so good. It must be the same as the second layer. You must exchange the same level of grass to use the grass here.

"Don't you have these other things besides? Is there any other surprise?" Ling Xiao said with some dissatisfaction.

If other pharmacists heard this, I just wanted to slap him to death.

There are so many high-quality sage grasses here, but they are still not satisfied. It’s really good to sell them!

"Of course, there is a surprise!" An old voice rang quietly.

"Who?" Ling Xiao Han Mao has appeared.

This voice is obviously not the soul of the soul, and the person can actually approach him silently and quietly, can not let him be surprised?

Ling Xiao saw the person who spoke, no, he is not a person, but a force of remnant.

The power of this remnant soul is a portrait of an old man with a sacred wind bone. Looking at his elegant appearance, he can guess that when he was young, he was also a romantic figure in Saobao.

He caressed his white beard, and stared at Ling Xiao with satisfaction, as if Ling Xiao was like the best girl in the face of the red fruit in front of him, let him face the spring breeze.

Ling Xiao shrunk his body and said, "Who are you? How can you be here?"

"Haha... I don't remember who I am. I just remember that everyone else respects me as a 'medicine god!'" The old man smiled arrogantly.

"Pharmaceutical God!" Ling Xiao's eyes shook and stood up and exclaimed.

Is there a **** in this world?

He only knows that Wu is the ultimate, he can fly in the sky, the mountains are broken, the feet are broken, but on this, there is a powerful great man who can create space and use everything as a use. This great man is also called It is the Holy One, the Holy Emperor, and there is a kind of existence called "God" above them!

It is said that they can not only break the stars, but also travel to Cangyu, enjoy the infinite power, almost omnipotent, immortal existence, they have been separated from the human category, is the true "deity"!

The refining pharmacist, reaching the extreme level, can also be called "God", and can also be called "medicine god!".

That is the ultimate realm that all refining pharmacists admire. It exists in the ethereal, but it is actually born.

In front of the old man, he actually called himself a "medicine god", which made Ling Xiao's head turn a little bit.

The old man looked at Ling Xiaoxiao and said, "Why, is it scared? It is no wonder that you are a small kid. I don't know that Cang Yu is innocent and broad, and I don't know the existence of God. It's hard for you!"

Ling Xiao hit a chill, he recovered the Qingming, he went to the old man, he walked around the old man, also looked around.

The old man shrank his body and said, "The little guy, the **** refused to engage in the foundation!".

Ling Xiao heard this and fell directly to the ground, vomiting blood three liters.

He bounced from the ground and cried, "I rely on you. Are you a ghost? If you still have a foundation, your whole family will be the foundation!"

He really didn't expect the old guy to be like the cockroach, so he had a sign of collapse.

"Little guy, temper is not a good thing, you must know that alchemy is a way, the most temper is tempered, such a person can never refine the good remedy forever." The old man was not angry, but patiently persuaded.

Ling Xiao was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. He cut directly into the topic. "You said, how are you here? Are you devouring the guy from the black cockroach?"

"Jokes, black scorpion is what I caused. How can I devour it? Black 曜 you come out!" The old man did not have a good air.

When Hei He heard the call and immediately appeared before the two, it squatted on one knee and “had seen the big master and the little master!”.

"Hey, you... what do you mean, big master, little master?" Ling Xiao’s mind is a bit ignorant, what is this with it!

Black squinted, "He is the master, you are the little master!".

"Wait, can Black Ding still share?" Ling Xiao asked.

When the black gang just wanted to say something, the old man waved his hand. "Black, you should go down first, I don't have much time, let me explain it to him."

After the black scorpion took a ritual, it disappeared again before the duo.

The old man sighed. "I am the first owner of Hei Ding, and it is also caused by me. Do you understand now?"

The old man has already said very clearly, Ling Xiao is not a fool, so he already knows who this old man is.

Ling Xiao’s angry expression immediately turned into a smile like a spring breeze. The body was slightly stunned to the old man’s road. “Ah haha... It’s a predecessor, the little son Ling Xiao has asked you to be old!”.

He worriedly shouted in his heart, "This is a terrible thing. This old man turned out to be the original owner of Hei Ding. It is no wonder that he can stay here. He won't want to recapture Hei Ding?"

The old man seems to be able to see through Ling Xiao’s mind and say, "You are a little slippery, the old man has not known how many years have passed, how can you rob you with you!"

Ling Xiao sighed with a sigh of relief. "That's good, then I know that my predecessors know the meaning of the great righteousness. It is the sage of the sages. How can I rush with the mortals in this area?"

The old man shook his head and smiled. "You are the same kid as I was young, narcissistic, but I like it!"

Ling Xiao shrunk his body and immediately caught his chest and looked at the old man with vigilance.

The old man said with a dark line, "I don't have time to fight with you. You can come here and be prepared to accept my inheritance!"

"Your inheritance?" asked Ling Xiao.

"Yes, you can come to the third floor in less than thirty years old. You are already a Tianzun, and you are a six-product pharmacist, so you are qualified to accept my inheritance." The old man nodded.

"Sounds good," Ling Xiao said with a nod.

The old man smiled. "You still know how to be interesting. You are the first person who can accept my inheritance. It will be the last one. You should be honored!"

"Wait... Why do you say this, haven't the masters who had been black ding before ever accepted your inheritance?" asked Ling Xiao.

"Hey, they are good, but the qualification is just a glimpse compared to you!" The old man said very disdainfully.

After listening to this, Ling Xiao’s heart secretly hid “Hey, it seems that this is really a talented genius!”.

"Well, I have not had much time. You are only accepting one-third of my inheritance. After you reach the realm of the Eight-Pharmaceutical Pharmacist, go to the fourth floor and accept my other inheritance!" The old man said, His illusion gradually faded, and a little crystal light group like a firefly, quickly disappeared into the sea of ​​Ling Xiao.

"Hey, you haven't said anything about it, shouldn't it be to win my body?" Ling Xiao nervously called.

Unfortunately, those small light groups still forcibly entered his knowledge of the sea.

In the end, Ling Xiao fell into a state of sluggishness, and his soul in the sea of ​​knowledge has been forced by the small light group to instill a kind of mysterious memory.

I don't know how long it has been, the old man has completely disappeared, and all the light groups have not entered the sea of ​​Ling Xiao.

In the space, only a sigh of sighs sounded for a long time. "My drug **** finally found a successor, haha...".

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