Chapter 693

In this lightning pool, purple lightning flashes, electric snakes dance, and there is an extremely terrifying aura, which seems to be able to destroy everything in the world!

What means is this?

Condensing the gods and thunders above the nine heavens in one place?

Lightning is the most upright and violent force between heaven and earth, and it is also the most difficult to control.

Cultivating the secret techniques of lightning and lightning is the most dangerous. If you are not careful, you will die!

According to legend, after the Mahayana realm, it is the transcendence realm, and there will be a catastrophe.

And this calamity is condensed by thunder and lightning, and it is the most terrifying. Even if it is the strongest between heaven and earth, the ancient emperors may not be able to resist.

Unable to resist, the ancestors and emperors who possess such great magical powers as rebirth from a drop of blood will all be wiped out!

Heavenly Tribulation can be regarded as the pinnacle of the power of lightning.

Just as Su Zimo pondered, the little fat man walked in front of the tomb master.

Even though he was only facing a dead bone, there was no disrespect on the little fat man's face.

The little fat man knelt down and respectfully kowtowed three heads towards the tomb, and said solemnly: "Senior is on top, the junior is ordered by the headmaster to enter this place and retrieve the treasures of the Emperor Ming's tomb. If there is anything wrong with offending, please forgive me, senior!"

Su Zimo's eyes turned.

I saw this tomb sect master sitting cross-legged, with one hand on his lap, the other hand stretched out his index finger, touched the ground, and pointed to a picture scroll closed in front of him.

Lin Xuanji's eyes flickered, he shook the folding fan in his hand, and said in a low voice, "If I expected it right, this should be the famous Huangquan map that year.

"It's a pity that when the Emperor Ming crossed the robbery, this Huang Quantu endured too much power of the robbery and was almost shattered before it was reduced to the level of a magic weapon."

"what!"

Su Zimo exclaimed.

Unexpectedly, this picture scroll has such a history.

Lin Xuanji continued: "However, even so, this picture is, after all, the emperor's imperial weapon. Even if it is severely damaged and falls to the realm, it is definitely not comparable to ordinary weapons."

"Imperial?"

Su Zimo raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was a hint of doubt in his eyes.

He knew that above the magic weapon, there was a magic weapon.

Where did this royal weapon come from?

"Imperial weapon, in short, is the emperor's life magic weapon. There is a layer of the emperor's general trend, the emperor's coercion, and the blessing of the emperor's luck, and the power is even more terrifying!"

Lin Xuanji briefly explained.

Su Zimo was secretly shocked.

The power of this catastrophe, how terrifying it must be, to actually knock an imperial weapon down to the realm, down to this point!

The little fat man looked respectful, stretched out his hands, held up this yellow spring map, and slowly unfolded it.

Whoa!

In this Huangquan picture, there was a sound of a rushing river, whistling past.

The crowd watched intently.

In the picture of Huangquan, there is actually a whistling yellow river!

Huangquan map, filled with a layer of water mist, blooming a gloomy yellow light, shrouded in the entire palace, it seems to annihilate everything!

Everyone felt a suffocation.

This is not an illusion.

Even Su Zimo's powerful physique felt a wave of discomfort.

"Amazing!"

Lin Xuanji was speechless and said, "It is said that when the Yellow Spring comes, it can wash away all the weapons in the world. Even if a weapon of perfect rank falls into the Yellow Spring, it will turn into a pile of scrap copper and rotten iron! Only weapons of the innate rank can be used in time. Escape, and you will be safe."

Su Zimo also sighed: "I didn't expect Huang Quantu to fall into the realm and be covered in dust for tens of thousands of years, and still exude such a terrifying aura!"

Huangquan map, suspended above the little fat man's head.

The little fat man's eyes were closed, his body trembled, and yellow light flickered constantly on his body, obviously receiving the baptism of Huang Quantu!

Layers of black things gradually appeared on the surface of the little fat man's skin, and the smell was extremely fishy.

These are all impurities in his body!

Huang Quantu, the water mist emitted seeps into the body of the little fat man, helping him wash the hair and cut the marrow, and expel the impurities from the body as much as possible.

This is a chance for the little fat man!

Others want to take it away, but there is no chance.

Lin Xuanji smacked his lips, with a hint of envy in his eyes, and said, "The water of the Yellow Spring, this is a good thing."

"You mean, the yellow mist that pervades the little fat man's body is the water of the Yellow Spring?" Su Zimo asked incredulously with wide eyes.

You must know that Huangquan is deep in the ground and has to pass through the gate of hell, Naihe Bridge!

Only the dead can see Huangquan.

A living person, who can see the yellow spring water?

"It can only be regarded as diluted yellow spring water. The power of these yellow water mists is at most 1/100,000,000 of that of yellow spring water."

Lin Xuanji curled his lips and said, "Even if there is only a drop of real yellow spring water, let alone washing hair and cutting marrow, this fat man will turn into pus!"

After a pause, Lin Xuanji changed his voice and said, "However, in the picture of Huangquan, there is indeed a real Huangquan!"

"Um?"

Su Zimo's expression changed.

"The ancient books in the Xuanji Palace have records that the Huangquan map became the real imperial artifact, because the Emperor Ming used his great supernatural powers, with great courage and fearless determination, to break through the gates of ghosts, walk through the bridge of Naihe, seize a strand of Huangquan, and seal it into it. The picture finally becomes the emperor!"

Lin Xuanji said with some regret: "Of course, with this fat man's current methods, he still can't control this picture."

Even if it falls into the realm, Huang Quantu is still at the level of a magic weapon.

If the little fat man wants to control Huang Quantu, he must step into the Nascent Soul Realm, cultivate the primordial spirit, and control the mana.

Everyone stood there, quietly waiting.

They didn't want to have any drastic actions to interrupt the opportunity of the little fat man.

Three hours have passed.

The little fat man's shampooing and marrow cutting was over.

After such a baptism, the little fat man lost a lot of weight...

The legacy is not over yet.

Whoa!

Behind the little fat man, a golden elixir vision suddenly appeared.

The turbid yellow river is mighty, with blooming waves, exuding endless evil spirits, and many corpses floating in it.

This yellow spring vision seems to be integrated with the yellow spring map.

The power of the vision is constantly rising!

Su Zimo suddenly realized.

As early as when he saw Little Fatty fighting with the Corpse Refining Cult cultivator, he had a feeling that Little Fatty did not exert the true power of the Yellow Spring Vision.

The Yellow Spring Vision can at least be ranked in the top 20 of the Golden Core Vision List!

Only at this time did Su Zimo realize that it was not because the little fat man was not qualified enough, but that this tomb sect's most precious Huangquan map was lost here!

In the picture of Huangquan, there is a real Huangquan.

Only by feeling the breath of the real Huangquan can we fully comprehend and exert the power of Huangquan's vision!

This time, the little fat man got the Huangquan map, not only the physical body will improve, but even the power of the Huangquan vision will skyrocket, and he is even expected to reproduce the glory of the year!

This is another long process.

A full day passed before this inheritance ended.

Huang Quantu fell down and returned to the palm of the little fat man.

Boom!

At this moment, the whole palace shook violently.

It seems that some terrifying existence has just awakened in the depths of the ground, and wants to turn over and jump out of the ground!

Lin Xuanji's eyes brightened, and he said solemnly, "Dragon Vein was born!"