Chapter 1597

An aurora broke the black fog of Kaihua God gourd, and a ribbon fell from the nine days. The ribbon turned into a battle robe and split on chuxuan's body.

On the robe, the sun is picked on the left shoulder, and the moon is on the right shoulder. Stars are painted on the robe. The stars and galaxies in the universe are engraved on the robes everywhere. The mountains and rivers are contrasted, and the pictures of gods and Buddhas are painted on them.

Ruicai thousands of fall, misty unknown breath shrouded, chuxuan body suddenly a shock, the body of the hot and dry feeling disappeared.

Then, the robe melted into his body, as if suppressing the restless force in his body.

His skin was heavily imprinted with scriptures, which flashed and disappeared as if they had never been generated.

"Boom!"

With an explosion in his mind, a brand-new Scripture can be clearly seen in the sea of Chu Xuan.

"The original Tianjing!"

With the murmur of Chu Xuan, the void is like a cluster, heaven and earth celebrate together.

The original Tianjing is the most powerful Scripture in the world of heaven and earth. It is the ancestor of all sutras and the emperor of all dharmas.

In the original Tianjing, there are all kinds of Tianzhi Dao. Even the samsara Tianjing and chuxuan's ten thousand Dharma returning to one formula can be found from them.

The most wonderful part of this Scripture is that it has solved the doubts of Chu Xuan. The combination of spirit and flesh is the most powerful way of practice in the world of heaven and earth.

The perfect combination of the two can really achieve the link between soul and flesh. When you practice to a high depth, you can do what you want, completely surpass the heaven and the heaven.

Incarnating in the heavens, one can reach any place in the universe with one's mind moving. The original Tianjing contains not only the way of practice, but also the way of science and technology. In short, it contains everything.

In addition, in the original Tianjing, there are the secrets of deducing the heaven and the process of the evolution of the heaven.

"With these, it will be easy to repair the world's samsara and break through the shackles in the end of the law."

When Chu Xuan's head was no longer painful, he finally received all the information in the original Tianjing, and he could not help smiling.

Li Rui has no worries! No worries for the Terran! I have no worries about my future!

Looking at the change of Chu Xuan, the blood demon ancestor was frightened. He felt as if he had helped Chu Xuan by accident!

Chu Xuan is not only unhurt, even a foot has not been affected, which is completely beyond his expectation.

In particular, the appearance of the strange images of heaven and earth, and the mysterious color belt, made the blood demon ancestor nervous.

Chuxuan is not worried. The blood demon ancestor is even worse than eating flies. He feels that he is not far away from death.

"All things are changed, and the spirit is destroyed!"

The blood demon ancestor knew that he had to use the last skill of transforming God gourd. When he was in a panic, he could only wave his sleeve robe and flip his palm print.

In his body, the evil spirit gushed out wildly, and all kinds of dark and bright red runes flew out of the palm print.

Along with the rune, the magic Qi goes towards the Huashen gourd, and the two are accompanied. In the void, there are strands of thin threads, each of which contains the blood essence of the blood demon ancestor.

In this way, not finished, the blood demon ancestor also spit out a jade bottle with the size of a bottle cap, and a drop of real blood was still floating in the jade bottle.

This drop of real blood is the real blood of the first master of Huashen gourd, which is called the real devil ancestor blood.

"Pa!"

The old blood demon slapped the lid of the jade bottle and threw it into the void. Then he vomited out old syllables, and the drop of real blood began to wriggle.

"Roar!"

The blood of the real demon ancestor turns into a vague Demon Lord. The demon lord seems to wake up from a deep sleep, roars vigorously, looks at the gourd of God, and turns into a piece of blood and rushes away without hesitation.