Chapter 935

Name:Stealing The Heavens Author:Xue Hong
He withdrew from Yanjun Dajiao's territory with great caution. Don't beg and dare not reveal the slightest breath. He was very careful to escape into the front edge of Pangu along a spiritual vein on the back of Pangu. He cast a spell next to a mountain full of the power of violent thunder and just revealed from the Qi of chaos, split the void, and stepped in step by step.

Absolutely can't leave any clues to Yan Jun's big horn. Even if they have erased any traces of their existence with Hongmeng purple gas, it's guaranteed that there are amazing natural powers among the eighteen saints. You can find them and don't beg to leave some traces. The safest way is to return to Dawu. This way is naturally the best in the nether world.

The endless nether world, the boundless nether yellow spring, countless ghosts struggling and roaring in the yellow spring, those ferocious yecha laughing wildly, driving all kinds of nether giants to and fro in the yellow spring, picking up delicious ghosts and stuffing them into their stomach.

A group of more than 10000 people even opened a large net on the rolling waves of the yellow spring, just like a human fisherman fishing with a net to catch a large number of ghosts. Once there were six great bodhisattvas in Purdue. When they were sitting in the nether world, where did these yellow spring night forks have the courage to hunt and kill ghosts for food? But now, the netherworld yellow spring has become their world. The bodhisattvas and Arhats in the netherworld of Buddhism have not appeared for a long time. The yellow spring yecha is naturally happy to follow his instinct.

With a cold hum, don't beg. A palm thunder hit it. More than ten thousand yellow spring night forks howled miserably. They were blown into a thick and smelly yellow juice by the palm thunder and melted into the yellow spring. Don't beg you to look around. He saw many yaks raging in the distance. He flew all the way with a gloomy face and shook his hand to kill all these yaks. Even those Yasha who quickly escaped into the depths of the yellow spring were chased and killed by his huge divine knowledge, and all of them were crushed to death, leaving no living places.

Seeing these night forks wreaking havoc on ghosts, don't beg. You can't help but regret it. You knew it was like this. You should leave several Youming Bodhisattvas and Arhats here that day. This is like the relationship between wolves and sheep. Don't beg to catch all the Buddhist ghosts as wolves. These yellow spring night forks are like sheep. They multiply and grow unscrupulously.

The sheep grew, and the ghosts who existed as grass naturally fell blood mold. The souls of these people were swallowed up by yecha. More or less, there should be an account on don't beg. Don't beg and pinch your fingers with a gloomy face. You can't help but be startled. His merits and virtues have been reduced a lot. It's not that he has accumulated too many merits and virtues before. I'm afraid he has been entangled with karma for a long time.

Reluctantly, he looked at the boundless netherworld and didn't beg and mutter: "I don't kill Bo Ren. Bo Ren died for me. Gee, the cause and effect entanglement is really powerful. Just escorting Yu Ji and their reincarnation, he provoked these bald donkeys. Just punishing these bald donkeys, so many dead ghosts were killed. In the future, you have to be careful. God knows how much will be involved?"

It is this feeling that makes you feel bright. The divine power and divine yuan stolen from the green emperor these days and the huge essence stolen from the source of fire have been transformed into Hongmeng purple Qi to fill your body. Buqi's figure was blurred for a while, as if a void was slowly taking shape in his body, and the twining starlight turned into countless nebulae in his body, rotating indefinitely. Then a white bright and quiet flame like a pearl spread slowly in his body and gradually integrated into his limbs and bones.

Don't beg. His body trembles slightly. He stands on the yellow spring. The mustard world in his body is slowly disintegrating and gradually integrating with him. Since then, there is no difference between mustard world and don't beg. Once the integration is completely completed, he himself is a world. The TIANLIAN Dharma runs at full speed. The huge aura and countless spiritual peaks in the mustard world are absorbed and digested by the body of don't beg.

There is a bright light in the palm, and a small world is embedded in the bright light. Countless heavenly ghosts are living freely in this world. They are unaware of any strange changes in the outside world. Don't beg. With a smile and a flash of light in your palm, the yellow spring around you disappeared instantly, and was sucked into this small world together with countless yellow spring night forks.

Give those heavenly ghosts a refining object. Use these fierce and tyrannical night forks to temper them, so as to produce enough powerful heavenly ghost soldiers.

The viscous yellow spring water around him slowly filled it here. Don't beg to spit out a white gas with a faint fragrance. He looked around and his body suddenly disappeared into the filthy yellow spring water. The yellow spring water completely engulfs the trace that may be left by don't beg. There is no doubt that someone can track the whereabouts of don't beg with magic power.

The body is still rapidly transforming the benefits of these days.

The magic power and divine yuan stolen from the green emperor, the White Emperor and the black emperor are just enough. This is just to raise the magic cultivation of don't beg to the limit of breaking the six grades of the Tao. However, the perception of heaven in the core of their divine soul has given endless benefits to don't beg. He lies in the yellow spring and drifts with the tide. The divine soul gradually absorbs and digests these feelings. The surrounding yellow spring water is gradually transformed by his breath. Unexpectedly, it evolves into a clear water pond with an area of 100 mu in the boundless yellow spring, and lotus flowers are born.

This is the breath leaked by don't beg to integrate the avenue of the green emperor and the black emperor. The yellow spring water is also water, which is still controlled by the law of water. Don't beg to integrate the avenue of the black emperor, which can naturally transform the nature of water at will. As for those lotus flowers, they are derived from the leaked breath of the Qing emperor.

As the yellow spring gradually floated, the divine power and divine yuan of the three emperors of the Qing emperor were completely digested by don't beg, and his mana cultivation was also stable at the limit level of breaking the six grades of the Tao. Then he began to fully integrate the huge and unparalleled yuan power stolen from the source of fire, and the huge amount of Hong Meng purple gas was continuously generated, and gradually compressed into the essence of himself and integrated into the whole body.

Breaking the six grades of the Tao, Buqi has been floating on the yellow spring for a full month. With the help of the yuan power of the stolen fire source wood, his mana cultivation has broken through to the four grades of the Tao. Don't beg, you can't help but be amazed. What huge yuan power does that fire source wood contain? If he can really condense human form and cultivate wisdom, I'm afraid he can step into the realm of harmony immediately?

No wonder Yanjun Dajiao attaches so much importance to the source wood of fire. He practices beside the source wood of fire day and night. His essence, Qi and spirit resonate with the source wood of fire. If the source wood is shaped, it is the general relationship between Yanjun Dajiao brothers and sisters. At that time, he will have a big helper in line with the Tao.

Unfortunately, it was so rampant that the time of wood formation of the source of fire was delayed for at least several times. It is not just a few days' effort that he can not beg for plundering. But should this account be charged to the old Taoist Changmei? Everyone witnessed it with his own eyes. He used his magic power to smash Yao Ling on the source wood of fire and smashed a big hole in the source wood of fire.

When you think of your pride, don't beg. You can't help laughing.

After a month's effort, all the stolen vitality in the body has been turned into their own. The cultivation has been stably maintained in the state of breaking the four grades of the Tao. The flesh body is extremely strong with the help of Yuan Lingzhen Yan's power, and its strength has been more than 100 times higher than a month ago. It's just that it takes a little time to absorb the essence of the road stolen from the green emperor. After all, the spirit power of don't beg now is far less than those three old monsters that have existed since the founding of the world. If you want to absorb all their Taoism, you must at least raise your own spirit to a level equivalent to them.

There was a faint light in front of me. Don't beg to float freely with the yellow spring water. Unexpectedly, it was sent to the vicinity of the six samsara wheel.

He stood up lazily and looked in the direction of the six samsara. He was stunned when he saw that the mountain range that had been completely destroyed by him appeared in the yellow spring again. The mountain was covered with strange flowers and plants, and the smell came slowly, which washed away the bad smell of the yellow spring water. Countless exquisite and gorgeous palaces with almost strange skills have been built on the mountain. A large group of Bodhisattvas and Arhats in the dark are like coolies working in the street. They are pitifully building a new palace there with countless materials.

The leading builder there is the six Bodhisattvas who once led the nether world.

Today's six Pudu roads are suffering from a face. With a small piece of green jade carved into a tile as thin as a cicada's wing but the size of a fingernail, they are carefully pasted outside a delicate palace. All the materials of the palace, whether bricks, tiles or beams and columns, are stacked with this extremely thin, tiny and exquisite small material. Therefore, the inside and outside of the palace are transparent, emitting Colorful streamers and beautiful, just like a dream.

"What a big hand, using Bodhisattva as coolie?" Don't be silly. Who is this troubling person? The roof of the palace is hundreds of feet around. The whole roof is made of such small and exquisite tiles. Countless precious beads and jade are inlaid between the upper and lower 18 tiles for decoration. All precious beads and jade are carved into specific shapes and need to be inlaid together with exquisite hands.

This job is not tired for Pudu liudao, but it's too troublesome. Obviously, it is not allowed to use any mana in the construction process, which can only be completed by manpower! Don't beg. Looking at the six Pudu roads carefully holding tiles to the roof, you can't help feeling a little embarrassed. If you hadn't taken them away, where would there be today's things?

It's just strange who tossed the six Pudu monks so much. I heard the harsh scolding sound suddenly coming from a hall on the top of the mountain.

"Waste, a group of waste, isn't it the tears shed by the first cry of the girl who asked you to collect the blood of 4900 specific birthdays? Why haven't you started for so long? What do I still raise you for? Say, what do I still raise you for? Raising a dog can kill and eat meat. What can you eat if you monks kill? Ah? Your meat is smelly!"

A group of colorful light and shadow floated out, and dozens of strip-shaped light and shadow like a whip were drawn in the air. More than a dozen Arhats were beaten all over with blood, holding their heads and rolling down from the top of the mountain.

Don't beg is here in a daze, but the light and shadow don't know how to see don't beg at a glance. The sharp and ugly roar rises to the sky: "who dares to peep here?"

A cloud of colorful thunder the size of mung beans roars in. Don't beg the center of your eyebrows. RO