I Am Calabash Fairy

The natal chaos rune, with just a light blow, Zhou Huangxuan at the peak of the transformation stage was dead.

At this moment, Hong Ming's face was surprised and happy.

This natal spell is chaotic, it is too abnormal.

In the small world, the speed of destruction is accelerating, and the void has become unstable, and various avenue runes oscillates in the void, causing the entire space to become chaotic.

But in this chaos, the chaotic rune was swallowing the last peculiar power of this small world, slowly consolidating.

Even around this rune, the void oscillated, and various laws merged into one, forming a peculiar scene.

All the avenues seem to disappear.

Turned into nothingness.

Chaos.

Hong Ming vaguely saw this situation.

That was when the natal spell awakened, Hong Ming realized something similar, but the scene was more vague and more mysterious, and Hong Ming could condense the natal spell rune under that kind of opportunity.

This vision is completely opposite.

Although unique, at the level of mystery, it was far from what I felt at the time.

But it was precisely because of the difference that Hong Ming could feel the slight changes in this vision.

Hong Ming urged his heart to light magical powers and magic weapons, and fully comprehend this chaotic vision.

Chaos is a peculiar avenue.

Hong Ming once wanted to comprehend, but couldn't comprehend it. On the contrary, he comprehended Hunyuan Dao from it. Later, he focused on Hunyuan Dao, creating supernatural powers and integrating exercises.

For so many years, Hong Ming has been through all the obstacles, and it can be considered a lot of insight.

This Hunyuan Avenue, among many avenues, is extremely good.

Few people can match.

But on this chaotic road, Hong Ming didn't make any progress.

This is the first time.

Hong Ming carefully comprehended this chaotic avenue, and only felt that this avenue was mysterious and unpredictable. In contrast, the Five Elements Avenue, Hunyuan Avenue, and Yinyang Avenue had to stand aside.

This is an absolute gap.

It's a pity that this feeling came quickly and disappeared quickly.

The small world quickly shattered, and the space in front of it shattered, with a hum, swallowed and melted by the surrounding space.

Chaos runes were also deposited again, and were collected by Hong Ming into the Yuan Ying space.

"The small world is shattered, it turned out to be like this."

Hong Ming's eyes widened and he was ready to escape, but in fact, there was no danger. Most of the power of the small world was swallowed by the chaotic runes, so the process of fusion was smooth and calm.

Even when Hong Ming recovered, he returned to the Yellow Sand Region.

There are no other changes.

"No, there have been changes. This place seems to have expanded a bit."

Hong Ming stretched out his spiritual consciousness, observed the surroundings, and finally noticed the changes in the surroundings.

This place is full of yellow sand, and it is difficult to notice any changes, but when Hong Ming checked it carefully, he still noticed some improprieties, such as the larger space in this place.

A lot of yellow sand has not yet invaded, forming a unique area in this place.

"It's really peculiar that this small world is integrated into it."

Hong Ming did not leave in a hurry.

But sitting on the ground, feeling the changes in these surroundings.

The changes in these four weeks are actually very interesting. Although the small world is shattered, it is not a matter of a while for a world to merge into this space.

The void oscillated, and the space seemed to be squeezed together, slowly leveling.

The entire space changes.

In this process, the void changes, the runes merge, and the avenue unfolds.

Hong Ming realized too many changes.

This is one hundred and twenty years.

This is also the year that Hong Ming has practiced the most so far.

In one hundred and twenty years, Hong Ming has a deeper understanding of the hole through the void, almost reaching the stage of the hole, even Hong Ming has a feeling of music, if you want, you can use your own strength to fold the space Together, a unique small world is formed, which is the same as the outside world.

It's just that the formation also needs to be maintained, and many methods are needed to maintain it.

"Is this the method of building the secret realm? There are so many sects in the Sifang Realm, so in the ancient times, how many strong men in the void period, no, should we say how many strong men in the tribulation period?"

Hong Ming exclaimed in his heart.

Now Hong Ming understands great progress, but the more progress he makes, the more Hong Ming knows the gap.

There are huge differences between the secret realm and the secret realm.

The cultivation base, the strength of penetrating the void, the perception of the avenue, and whether there are supernatural powers and methods against the sky are all factors that affect the construction of the secret realm. With Hong Ming’s current strength, only a few feet of the secret realm can be built, and with It collapsed soon, this is insufficient strength.

But to get to this point is better than most people.

Like Zhou Huangxuan, he couldn't do this at the peak of the transformation period.

Hong Ming looked around, and the space was completely stabilized. The yellow sand hits from all around, forming a unique area near here, back and forth, endlessly ups and downs.

No one knows what happened here.

No one knows that this place once had a small world shattered, how much history there was in it, how many romantic figures were produced, and how many immortals ever walked out of this world.

This is the mystery of heaven and earth.

Hong Ming sighed slightly and left here.

Moving forward, Hong Ming is no longer anxious this time.

During this period of time, Hong Ming's cultivation was already at the peak of the third floor of the Nascent Soul, only a tiny bit away from the fourth floor of the Nascent Soul.

With the spirit of the fairy spirit, the improvement of the cultivation base can barely pass.

Move forward slowly.

It took three months for Huangsha to finally walk over.

After the yellow sand area, there is another space fold.

Hong Ming frowned upon seeing the space wrinkled, and stepped into it.

Hoop!

With the surrounding sea breeze blowing, Hong Ming entered this space and came to another world.

This is a sea area.

Looking around, the ocean is all around.

"Ten Thousand Monster Sea!"

Hong Ming frowned.

This place is not very peaceful.

This place is one of the four roads into the Little Immortal Realm. Depending on the direction, you will encounter four places. After passing the Ten Thousand Demon Seas, you will be outside the Little Immortal Realm.

But it is very difficult to enter the small fairy world.

The light shone on Hong Ming's body, walking on the sea.

Above the sea, the waves rolled.

From time to time, flying monsters flew by in the air, flopped into the sea water twice, and fought with the fish monsters. Above the sea, from time to time there were monsters fighting and blood flowed into rivers.

Hong Ming walked all the way, his face was not turbulent.

No matter the monster in this place, it is hard to be regarded as a monster.

Even if the strength is in the golden core stage, the mental intelligence is terribly low, and it is just hunting by instinct, and there is no way to cultivate.

"This place should have a gathering place for monks!"

Hong Ming continued to fly forward.

Finally, three days later, Hong Ming encountered a huge island.

This island is similar to the Luoxing Islands where Hong Ming stays in the Luoxing Sea, and it is almost like a mainland.

However, for Hong Ming, it takes half a day to go around the island, so it is very appropriate to call it an island.

When Hong Ming approached this place, he felt that there was a formation guard on the island, and it was a deep formation.

"Who dare to break into Penglai Island!"

In the sea, three figures suddenly appeared, blocking Hong Ming's path.

Hong Ming frowned when he saw this scene.

These three are in the Nascent Soul Stage, and the monk headed by them is in the Nascent Stage Stage, holding a high-grade magic weapon with evil spirits in their hands.

"Who are you?"

Hong Ming asked.

The leader of the late Yuan Ying cultivator laughed, with waves under his feet, a burly figure, a bar of commodity magic weapon in his hand, and said: "You don't have a token on your body. You should come from another small world."

"Ok?"

Hong Ming's face sank and snorted coldly.

The Yuan Ying later said:

"You come from a small world, naturally you are not eligible to come to Penglai Island. To enter Penglai Island, you must either have the recommendation of the God of God, or you must contribute to Penglai Island and get the island token before you can enter. This is the many transformations of Penglai Island. The rules laid down by the gods."

"Yes, you can't enter the island without the recommendation of True Lord Huashen."

"Boy, if you are acquainted, call out the treasures you have, and I can exchange a token for you to go to the island."

The three people sang and talked together, exuding a strong aura.

When Hong Ming heard this, there was a cold light in his eyes:

"The three of you guys are really interesting. You dare to blackmail people indiscriminately. Don't be afraid to meet someone who is in a bad mood and just kill them."

"you!"

The expressions of the two primordial cultivators changed slightly and looked at Hong Ming.

The leader of the late Yuan Ying monk looked gloomy and said:

"Who is your excellency?"

"Who? It's interesting. I can come here from the small world. Although there are many monks in the Nascent Soul Stage, there are more True Monarchs in the Transcendental Stage. The three of you are entangled here. You are not afraid of bad luck. Jun?"

Hong Ming laughed.

The late Yuan Ying monk headed by him laughed:

"Sure enough, it came from a small place, I don't know how big the world is."

With that said, the man took out a cyan round bead from the storage bag. The bead exuded a faint luster, and there was nothing unusual. Hong Ming couldn't see any strangeness.

"This strange treasure is called a three-color bead. It has no other functions, but within four hundred meters, if a monk approaches, the color will change. If the monk at the transformation stage approaches, the color on the bead will increase, and you..."

This person looked at Hong Ming, his face showing disdain.

Hong Ming suddenly.

Hong didn't know this strange treasure, but it was roughly guessed that its function was very obvious, and it was impossible for ordinary monks to hide it.

Hong Ming's cultivation is in the Yuan Ying stage, so it is naturally impossible to find the strength of the real monarch of the **** of time.

"You are interesting, but I'm very curious. There should be a lot of true gods on this island. I don't know who you are above. I feel so unscrupulous."

Hong Ming asked.

Hong Ming himself received a lot of information from the True Lord of God Transformation in the South of Heaven, and he also received a lot of information from Zhou Huangxuan's mouth before.

Zhou Huangxuan was not a monk in this Ten Thousand Monster Sea, but he had also been here, and he was familiar with the place.

Therefore, Hong Ming also understood.

"Who is your excellency?"

Seeing this scene, the headed cultivator Yuan Yingqi showed a solemn expression on his face, and asked.

Hong Ming didn't respond, and with a wave of his hand, the five-color light shone.

The five elements exterminate the light!

This magical power is the weakest magical power in Hong Ming, there is no one.

But this magical power is still amazingly powerful. The monk at the peak of the Nascent Soul Stage can't resist this attack. The long stick in his hand is waving, and the wave under his feet is waved out one by one. The shadows of the sticks were bombarded one after another to the extinction light of the Five Elements.

Hong Ming stood looking at it from a distance, with a trace of surprise in his eyes.

The five elements exterminate the sacred light and have strong explosive power, but they have great defects.

From the current Hong Ming's point of view, there are many flaws, even the spells have many ways to file them, but such a cultivator of the Nascent Soul Stage who has not yet condensed his supernatural powers actually resisted it, which is incredible.

The cudgel shadows collided with the extinction light of the five elements, and eventually the two dissipated.

And this monk also stopped, the breath on his body was extremely low, and blood was vomiting in his mouth.

"Interesting, sure enough, I have some abilities that can actually stop my blow."

A smile appeared in Hong Ming's eyes.

The talent of this monk is not weak, and the cultivation technique is just for gain.

how to say?

Most of the exercises in the Sifang Realm end when the cultivation reaches the stage of transforming the gods. If you continue to practice, you have to find another method, either create your own or find someone who hasn’t practiced for many years. inherited.

In the long years, the foundation has been lost.

But this monk is missing.

This person's cultivation technique is to gain, and the foundation is not comparable to most monks in the Foursquare Realm. This is the real horror. Judging from this stick method alone, it is extraordinary.

The sticks and shadows merged together, compared with ordinary magical powers.

This inheritance, at least it is also the time to cross the catastrophe.

"Senior, be merciful."

The two primordial cultivators next to them quickly apologized and put away the weapons in their hands, with a look of horror on their faces.

"Senior, I don't know Senior's supernatural powers. I rashly offended it. This is the token of the island. Please let me wait."

With that, the token was thrown to Hong Ming.

Hong Ming took the token, mana entered it and felt it, and nodded.

This is an extremely simple token.

Can enter Penglai Island.

"You guys will be more careful from now on, otherwise I will kill you casually, or you will die by yourself."

Hong Ming put away the token and said coldly.

The two nodded, and the leader of the late Yuan Ying cultivator was holding a long stick with unwillingness.

When Hong Ming saw this, a strange color flashed in his eyes, stretched out his hand, mana gushing out, and grabbed the long stick:

"You are only in the Nascent Soul Stage, and I will not kill you to avoid being laughed at, but this magic weapon will stay with me. If you have the courage in the future, come to me to get it!"

"you!"

The late Yuan Ying monk showed anger in his eyes~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but was held back by the two nearby.

Hong Ming didn't say much, turned around and entered Penglai Island.

In situ.

"That is a high-grade magic weapon specially refined for me by the master, and it is of great value." The monk in the late Yuan Ying showed an extremely hateful expression.

Liu Xingyan is no ordinary monk in the Yuan Ying period. The master is the most famous monk in Penglai Island. He is only one step away from the achievement of Dongxu, and his strength is unpredictable.

This is also the case, Liu Xingyan can get the top-grade magic weapon.

This thing does not exist for the monks of the ordinary **** stage, only the monks of the cave xu stage have.

"Brother, don't worry, let's go back to the master. This person dares to take the water stick and let the master take care of him when the time comes." A monk in the Yuan Ying stage whispered.

Liu Xingyan nodded:

"Go, let's go back first."