Chapter 1269

"How can you see that?" The Burial Spirit God King wondered.

Zhong Yue didn't answer, the King of Buried Spirits couldn't bear to continue to maintain the reincarnation vine, and secretly withdrew part of his mana. Zhong Yue glanced at him, and the god king hurriedly pumped up his mana again, maintaining the state of urging the reincarnation vine. It's a little purple, and it's obvious that the god king can't afford to continue to activate the reincarnation vine.

Zhong Yue stopped activating the reincarnation vine, and the seven reincarnations at the back of his head dissipated, and the Burial Spirit God King breathed a few heavy breaths as if relieved from a heavy burden.

"Although the ninth spiritual root is good, it consumes too much. The ancient innate gods and demons like the Burial God King, the leader in the emperor realm, cannot activate the reincarnation vine for a long time. I want to maintain this state. It's the year of the monkey and the month of the horse."

Zhong Yue sighed secretly, it was very important for him to stimulate the vine of reincarnation to evolve into the complete seven reincarnations. This was an important means for him to figure out how to perfect the seven reincarnations. In the process of reincarnation, more things can be realized.

Over the years, although his seven reincarnations have improved, there has been no leap-forward improvement, and the time to maintain the seven reincarnations has also been extended to more than an hour, but it is impossible to maintain it for a longer period of time.

And the reincarnation vine can just make up for the missing parts of his seven reincarnations, and help him comprehend his own inadequacies from these missing places and make up for them.

More importantly, if he completes the seven reincarnations, then he can try to deduce the eight reincarnations!

The eight paths of reincarnation are the great reincarnation of time and space!

Zhong Yue himself has six reincarnation secret realms within himself, the sixth secret realm connects the primordial spirit with his body, the seventh secret realm space, and the eighth secret realm time, that is the universe and the universe, thus connecting himself with the universe, time and space as one, connecting the past and the future!

If you can achieve the eight cycles of reincarnation, you can turn the sky upside down with your backhand, and overturn the ground with your stomping feet, and you will be invincible!

The reincarnation vine gave him this hope!

"After returning to the ancestral court, let all the existences in the ancestral court help me stimulate the vines of reincarnation and explore the mysteries of the seven reincarnations!"

Zhong Yue thought in his heart: "There are so many gods and demons, emperors and emperors, and more mysteries will definitely be explored!"

At this moment, the Burying Spirit God King already understood why Zhong Yue said those words just now. In the Land of Origin, Fengtian Yuanjun and Yanxing God King knew why Tian suddenly left just now. When the attack came, it suddenly became extremely lively, and the ancient tree of life also changed its appearance in an instant. The originally withered branches and leaves were lush and lush, bursting out with majestic vitality!

On the other hand, the Yuan Crow God King on the tree is still sluggish, dying, and has not changed in the slightest!

"Oops!"

The two god kings were stunned, and found that their palms that were attacking Da Si Ming began to wither, and the vitality in their flesh and blood was pouring out rapidly, and their lifespan was lost, and they were deprived by Da Si Ming!

Their magical powers are still there, but without the support of the physical body, the consequences can be imagined!

All the branches and leaves of Fengtian Yuanjun's sycamore tree fell off completely, leaving only bare branches, dead bark of the old tree, and withered roots. Shake it.

Fengtian Yuanjun screamed, and his body appeared in its original shape. It was a nine-headed phoenix, flapping its wings and flying away to the place of origin!

At the same time, the Yanxing God King waved two broken pillars and knocked hard on Da Siming's top door, but saw layers of halos slowly blooming behind Da Siming's head, and his two broken pillars fell on that floor. In the layer of light wheel, it was supported by a mysterious force, unable to hit Da Si Ming's head.

The God King Yan Xing was terrified, he pulled his magic weapon hard, but he couldn't move, but he was also decisive, immediately discarded the god pillar and jumped, jumped out of the place of origin, and rushed away with his feet on the void.

"Yuan Ya, your uncle didn't remind me! After I kill Hei Di, I will definitely tear you up!" The voice of King Yanxing came.

One of the two god kings fluttered his wings and ran wildly, and the other ran wildly, and they crossed an unknown distance in an instant. The two god kings even shuttled through layers of space, penetrated into the void world, and then penetrated from the void world into the real world, like threading a needle. , changing the trajectory back and forth, making it impossible for people to capture their position.

Their accomplishments in escaping for their lives are extraordinary, Fengtian Yuanjun is the fastest, and Fengyu is born with fleshy wings, almost comparable to the god king who controls space.

But the Yanxing God King is erratic, jumping around, and his figure sometimes flashes here and sometimes there.

The two raced wildly for a long time, and finally fared away from the place of origin. They may have crossed the distance of more than a dozen six realms, so they breathed a sigh of relief.

Fengtian Yuanjun and Yanxing Shenwang were both a little tired. In addition to being injured and frightened just now, Yanxing Shenwang caught a glimpse of another nebula in front of him that could settle down, and immediately flew over.

"This is a nice place."

God King Yanxing looked around, only to see the golden light in the nebula, the sacred mountains were everywhere, and the stars reflected the sacred mountains, which looked brilliant.

He has always liked golden treasure lands, and this nebula is naturally a treasure land, which suits his appetite very much.

"My innate holy land was hidden by me, and suppressed by the Black Emperor for 100,000 years. There is no place to stay. Why don't you take this nebula and refine it, and use it as my place to stay."

King Yanxing was overjoyed, and suddenly smelled a refreshing aroma, which unknowingly made his injury a little better, and couldn't help but move slightly in his heart: "This is a natural treasure land, could it be that something was born?" Impossible holy medicine?"

He followed the fragrance, and it didn't take long to see the strange fragrance on a holy mountain turned into substance, revolving around a holy medicine plant on the top of the mountain, and the strange fragrance fluttered like a dragon and a phoenix.

"Sure enough, after a catastrophe, there must be a great blessing!"

King Yanxing was overjoyed, jumped there, reached out and uprooted the holy medicine, but saw a red berry growing on this strange herb.

The Yanxing God King swallowed the grass and berries together, feeling satisfied.

On the other side, Fengtian Yuanjun fluttered her wings and flew. She has not been to the center of this ancient universe very often, and there are many places that she has never been to and are relatively unfamiliar. Suddenly, she saw a bright starlight in front of her. Countless ancient stars were like spiritual lights. Looking from a distance, it looked like a sacred tree, like a sycamore tree. Some snow-white stars combined to form a sycamore flower. Purple stars.

Some of the flowers are pink and white, and some are bright purple. They are really colorful, colorful and beautiful.

Fengtian Yuanjun was overjoyed. Her sycamore tree was killed by Da Siming, and she had no place to live. Now she saw that there was a star field in the oldest star field that looked like a sycamore tree. She immediately let her know her identity. Fortune has come.

"Heavenly materials and earthly treasures are home to the virtuous. Although I lost a sycamore tree, I got a sycamore star field! After refining this star field, my baby will be even better than before!"

She flapped her wings and flew away, her body became bigger and bigger, and her physical body covered hundreds of thousands of miles. Feng Tianyuan Jun stepped on the stars and landed on a sycamore branch. Looking around, seeing the blooming flowers and blooming brocades, he felt more and more happy.

She folded her wings and squatted among the flowers, feeling peaceful in her heart.

The fragrance of the flowers was everywhere, very tempting, Fengtian Yuanjun bowed his head, pecked around, and ate a few sycamore flowers, thinking: "That's great... Hey, why is there a crow over there? Go away, go away open!"

Fengtian Yuanjun's nine heads chirped and shouted at the crow, driving the crow away from his territory.

Suddenly, she saw the appearance of the crow clearly, and she was startled: "It seems to be Yuan Ya! Why did he come here? And it seems to be squatting in a bird's nest-shaped nebula to incubate eggs, and there is a bird under him Egg……"

The nine-headed phoenix was dizzy and felt something was wrong, and suddenly saw another golden nebula, and a hairy-faced god king was climbing the mountain excitedly, jumping around.

"This...why are they getting closer..."

The feathers all over Fengtian Yuanjun's body exploded, and they all stood up, fluffy and fluffy, and quickly fluttered their wings to fly, but felt as if they were growing on this sycamore tree, and couldn't fly no matter what.

Fengtian Yuanjun was terrified, and the two god kings Yuanya and Yanxing did not move, but they were getting closer and closer to her.

The God King Yanxing also noticed something strange, and suddenly fear appeared on his face, and he jumped up quickly, trying to get away from the golden nebula, but he fell down just after jumping up, as if connected with the roots of this nebula, Grow on the nebula!

"What's going on?" The Yanxing God King raised his head and roared angrily.

The nebula under his feet is getting smaller and smaller, and the sycamore tree-shaped nebula under Fengtian Yuanjun's feet is also shrinking rapidly, and the bird's nest of Yuan Ya is also shrinking. At the same time, they saw the nebula in the distance is rapidly shrinking Approaching, more and more clear, some more and more like a leaf, some more and more like a tree trunk.

Gradually, the sky is full of stars, countless nebulae and galaxies, turning into a lush canopy.

Ancient tree of life.

Fengtian Yuanjun saw the King Yanxing standing on a leaf, and the King Yanxing saw her squatting in a tree hole under the canopy.

The two god kings were stunned, and turned their heads to look at the Yuan Crow God King, only to see the Yuan Crow God King squatting on a tree branch, concentrating on hatching eggs, turning a blind eye to this side.

"Yuan Ya, your second uncle's!"

King Yanxing scolded angrily, and shouted, "Why didn't you remind me?"

"Remind your uncle."

The old crow snorted, twitched his eyebrows, and said with a sneer: "When I was squatting here, why didn't you think of saving me? When I swallowed the fruit of life, why didn't you think of reminding me? Instead, you and Hei God plot against me together! Do you still want me to remind you?"

The old crow took pleasure in other people's misfortune, watched the Yanxing God King and Fengtian Yuanjun struggling desperately, trying to break free from the shackles of the ancient tree of life, and said with a chuckle: "Stop struggling."

He turned his head, scratched his feathers, smoothed them out, and looked glamorous. He said leisurely and contentedly, "The flowers and holy medicine you ate just now are the fruits of life from the fruit tree of life. You, like me, also grow It’s on the tree. First come, first served, please respect me, and I won’t discriminate against you…”

"Old crow, my mother is going to tear you apart!"

Fengtian Yuanjun rushed out from the tree hole, and pecked at the nesting crow fiercely with nine heads, pecking the blood on the head and face of the Yuancrow God King.

———Double Eleven had another hemorrhage, the old pig looked at his trotters, and thought to himself which hoof should be chopped off. After chopping, it seems that there is no way to type. I'd better keep this pair of trotters and continue to entertain everyone...