Chapter 467

"In the Dharma of crape myrtle, the twelve most powerful star spirits are the twelve zodiac animals, dragons, snakes, tigers and horses. They turn into galaxies and hide in the boundless sky, but it's very troublesome to find them Meng Xuan is realizing that he is ready to become an astrologer. A high-level astrologer can affect the stars all over the sky and deduce the secrets of heaven.

He went into the depths of the universe with the treasures of the gods, spread his mind, and saw the boundless starry sky.

"The fairy galaxy can be cast into the spirit of the fairy star."

"Well, what galaxy is that?" Meng Xuan suddenly opened his eyes and looked forward. There was a startled color in his eyes. In his perception, there is a strip of galaxies in the sky ahead.

It is composed of endless stars, lying in the void, too big, including seven very bright, end to end, forming a dragon shaped constellation!

"Canglong Qisu, I saw Canglong Qisu!" Meng Xuan's eyes were more and more frightened. "Write it down quickly, and you can cast the soul of the Dragon Star in the future!"

He will all track all the storage and fundus, in his pupil emerge. Canglong Qisu, strictly speaking, is composed of seven kinds of star spirits, such as Jiao mujiao and Kang Jinlong, which are vast and complex.

As the gods moved on, he saw one complex Galaxy after another.

"I should also look for a kind of galaxy, and when the transformation is completed, I will cast my own star soul." As time goes by, the treasures of the gods come here and no longer move forward. They are integrated with the void. He saw a galaxy, like a black hole, but also like the pupil of the eye.

As soon as he got close to this place, he felt that there were countless thoughts coming here, all from the world below. But when you get in here, it's all ejected.

"The astrologer below is so powerful that his mind can actually penetrate here." Meng Xuan said to himself, his eyes fixed on the galaxy, his body shocked and he murmured, "eye of God!"

In the world below, the western religion, the 72 floating island, the demons, the Baidi continent, and even the Hongwu Dynasty, some of the top astrologers came here. They have known for a long time that there is the eye of God here, but no one can get close to it, and the mind of God has been extremely weak.

Zhu Changsheng and an old man are standing on the mountain. The old man, with his eyes closed, develops the star map. After a while, he opened his eyes, shook his head slightly and sighed: "it's really the eye of God galaxy. I'm afraid it will collapse soon after it exists. It's very difficult to lead it to cast its own star soul."

"You're the astrologer of Tiandao. Can't you take the lead?" Zhu Changsheng asked.

The old man grinned bitterly and shook his head: "there is no way. The man under the seat of emperor Hongwu may not be able to."

In the Hongwu emperor's palace, an old man in green clothes also helplessly opened his eyes: "the mind can't get close to him. He can't see all the scenes clearly. In three months, the eye of God galaxy will collapse. I'm afraid no one will be able to cast the eye of God again."

There is a man sitting on the upper side of the hall, with 360 million dragon Qi all around him. That is Hongwu emperor, the ruler of Hongwu dynasty!

"I have come to the last moment to pursue and kill the ancient gods. If I can't cast the eye of God, I will be escaped by him." Hongwu said lightly.

The astrologer gritted his teeth: "I'll try again."

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Many astrologers' ideas have covered this place. This is the horror of astrologers. Their ideas can spread far and wide. Meng Xuan's mind is also close, he is advantaged, more clearly than everyone else. It's hard to find people at the level of emperor Hongwu. Although the strong can cross the void, it's hard to find them even with the guidance of astrologers. It's one thing for the mind to see, but it's another thing to really get here.

Bit by bit, Meng Xuanwei's worm has reached a peak. On this day, cracks appeared all over his body, crisscrossing and wrapping his snow-white body. The golden light came out of the crack, gorgeous and dazzling. Phoenix stood by his side, protecting the law for him.

Many strange animals, some ancient corpses are appeared, standing in the distance greedily looking at him. Many strange animals have even drooled, and some have become restless.

"Get the hell out of here." The body of the undead bird is not big, but it is full of a kind of noble and upright spirit. All the monsters are afraid to move. This is a living fossil level creature. All the people in his group died. Only he relies on that kind of metamorphosis, and constantly survived.

The golden light lit up the treasures of the gods, and Meng Xuan's body was filled with endless flames. The nirvana fire kept shrinking, and finally melted into nothingness. In the endless flame, the worm's body suddenly burst, in which sat Meng Xuan's figure. He was naked, his skin was white as jade, his hair was scattered, and his momentum was constantly climbing.

He's transformed!

Saw his body surface interweaved countless lines, sometimes hidden, very mysterious, the injury in the eyebrow has been completely disappeared, appeared a flame type mark.

The light of the fire dispersed, revealing his body clearly. He couldn't suppress his cultivation any more, and the 108 channels of upanism in his body were about to burst into the center of his brow, but then he was still suppressed. This is not the best place to impact.

"Yes, there is a future." Said the undead.

Meng Xuan bowed to him and said, "thank you very much."

"Go away." Said the immortal bird, pointing ahead, there is a golden river. The reason why the treasures of the gods are imprisoned is that the Golden River blocks the entry of the spirits and also imprisons the undead birds.

"If I can't cross that golden river, I won't send you." The immortal bird looked at Meng Xuan, and then continued to speak, "practice well."

"Well, when my cultivation is successful, I'll break the golden light Tianhe and take you out." Meng Xuan said, picking up the red yarn with a fragrance, as if Chunyu mengqiu was still around.

The immortal bird smiles and watches him go away. Meng Xuan looks back and sees countless creatures looking at him. The ancient corpse, the ape like creature, the giant bat demon, all looked at themselves.

There was a look of hope in their eyes. It was the treasure of the gods, but it was also a prison that trapped their hope.

In the golden sky, Meng Xuan was stunned. There were countless black fragments, just like the ashes left after the paper was burned. That's what Chunyu mengqiu left behind. She has returned to many big battles.