Chapter 768

After running countless miles, I saw an old altar emerging in the ethereal, with the smell of Kunpeng.

Countless stars fall down. A star path grass with eight leaves grows freely here. This is a holy medicine. Once the eighth leaf grows, it is the real holy medicine. It has crossed the threshold of the spirit.

Ye Tian fished out the holy medicine and was sealed into the ethereal world by him.

What makes Ye Tian sigh is that there are several weapons floating on the altar, all of which are surrounded by the bright immortal awn. They are the magic weapons used by Kunpeng in those years.

A dragon tooth dagger, a golden fan, a black ruler.

In the center, a magic weapon is surrounded by many magic weapons, and chaos gas flows around it, as if it can press through the ethereal.

What is shocking is that this most powerful weapon has been destroyed and broken into three parts. When it was intact, it should be a big halberd. Now even the blade of the halberd is dim. Although it is covered with chaos, it has no air of dominating the world.

"Kunpeng's weapon, one of the top ten weapons in the abyss, died with his master. Alas!"

Ye Tian stares at the halberd, even if it has been broken into three pieces, it is still powerful and has an inexplicable power.

And in the center there is a stone platform with a bone on it. There are black stripes in the gold. There are endless runes, which flow the most mysterious mystery.

Ye Tian didn't go to get the bone. He couldn't help staring at the rune in the sky, capturing the breath of the bone and sensing the breath of the Kunpeng who was invincible in the world in the past. He wanted to revive the Kunpeng and create the kunjing, which was very difficult, or almost impossible.

At that time, Kunpeng's brand almost completely dissipated and collapsed to an unimaginable level. I don't know how much effort it would take to reunite, and there may never be any hope. However, ye Tian was trying, and even took the initiative to introduce an idea of immortality into the end of heaven.

In an instant, the chaos was turbulent, and the halberd revolted. Even if it was broken into three pieces, the halberd still had enough intelligence. After all, it was the weapon of a comparable immortal.

The endless chaos is surging, and then a trace is put into Ye Tian's mind. A spirit dominates the heaven and the earth and shuttles through the river of stars. Compared with it, the star path is extremely small. Sometimes it turns into Kun, sometimes it turns into Peng, and even a tiny and unimaginable immortal idea is introduced into Ye Tian's immortal idea with the halberd.

It's the breath of Kun Peng. In the halberd of the end of the world, there is actually a trace of the most subtle mark left by Kun Peng. Although it may disappear at any time, it really exists.

Ye Tian is very happy. With this broken mark, Kunpeng really has a chance of resurrection. Otherwise, without the slightest brand, even if it's called Tianjing fairy, it can't gather Kunpeng's ghost.

Limitless immortals can gush out of the body. One side of the nihilistic world directly envelops all weapons. Without weapons to resist, they all escape into the nihilistic world opened up by Ye Tian.

Originally, there was a change, but it was broken into three parts. The halberd, which was shrouded in chaos, swung around and suppressed all the changes of all weapons. In this way, eight or nine weapons were collected by Ye Tian.

Ye Tian stares deeply at the Fanghua cave behind the Kunpeng bone. It is the supreme cave that Kunpeng used to suppress the enemy. I don't know how many pure blood creatures were killed in the cave. The real Kunpeng art is in the cave. Even there is a drop of Kunpeng's blood, but the real Kunpeng blood has lost its powerful effect, There is no mark of Kunpeng.

Although it is also the supreme treasure, but ye Tian is not worthy of it.

"Leave everything here to Shi Hao, let him get enough exercise, and really walk out of a supreme road!"

Ye Tian whispers, and then the whole body turns into a spiritual shadow, blending into the ethereal, crossing countless distances, and directly making peace with the real body that is still outside Kunpeng's nest.

Almost all the treasures in Kunpeng's nest were collected by him. Only the bone on the altar, which contains one third of Kunpeng's skills, was not touched. It was just an object used by Kunpeng to lure others.

Six months later, many creatures who entered the Kunpeng nest finally opened the Kunpeng nest.

"Boom...!"

The sky and the earth are falling apart, the whole ocean is falling, the endless islands are shaking, the golden Kunpeng nest is falling apart, the cracks are so big that all creatures are crazy.

Countless people rush into the crack crazily. The ancestors of the great religion, the princes and even the venerable can't calm down, because no one died in the crack. Kunpeng's nest really opened, and countless people rush into the nest to find Kunpeng's immortal.

"How come there are no treasures?"

"Kunpeng, one of the ten evils in the abyss, has reached the point of no fake foreign things. Can't you see any treasures?"A group of creatures are confused. Shi Hao mixed in the crowd, and his eyes are also extremely confused. He spent a year in Kunpeng's nest, and all kinds of improvements were too great. He almost reached the peak of the spiritual realm, broke through the extreme realm many times, and reached the limit at every level.

Kunpeng's nest is the best place for him to exercise his offspring. After coming here for so long, he has gained enough. He doesn't expect too much, so he doesn't have too much loss.

The vast nest is endless. After a long time, many people found the altar where ye Tian had stayed. When they saw the Kunpeng bone on it, everyone was crazy.

"That's the real ten evil magic!"

The knowledgeable strong man recognized the origin of the treasure bone. For a moment, everyone could not calm down.

Countless people rushed forward, and all the religious leaders appeared and no longer hid. The supreme figures of the venerable realm all took their hands and rushed to the altar crazily.

Little Shi Hao is no less than others. In this world of Limited cultivation, he has reached the peak of spiritual realm and has no rival. He dares to fight with everyone.

The chaos and terrible battle broke out, and endless runes were connected. Shi Hao was so powerful and terrible in this year's training that he even directly split a supreme figure of the venerable level into light and rain, which was the spirit of an venerable.

"Roar!"

A purple lion dragon flies out of Shi Hao's hand, roaring and sending out countless thunder lights, splitting a group of creatures into coke, which is a treasure of the abyss.

"Bang!"

Shi Hao is the first one to approach the altar and show his invincible heroism.

At this time, although he was only seven years old, no one could fight him, and there was no rival in his maneuvers.

It has reached an unimaginable level when each level transcends the extreme state, and no one in the same state can really fight with him