After binding the investment system, I began to cultivate the empress

"Of course it's possible."

Ying Bing glanced at him, observing the young man, and then whispered again:

"If a person is extremely talented and the lower form is not enough for him, then after he perfects the lower form, he can naturally become a middle form."

"This is extremely difficult. Even if one is very talented, it may take a lifetime to achieve it. But it's not like no one has managed it."

metropolitan?

Li Mo thought of the master of Qingyuan Sect who transformed from a sparrow into a wild bird.

He couldn't help but think.

The Creation Seal did not help him continue to deduce, perhaps because he had not yet completed the "Wukong Seeking the Tao Diagram"?

Or is it because some necessary conditions are still missing?

It seems that I can only complete the 72 transformations first, comprehend the somersault cloud, and then try again...

There will always be a way when you reach the mountain. What is his will always be his. There is no need to rush.

If we are in a hurry now, what should we do with those who start with a low form and only get a high form in their entire life?

Reminding himself not to be greedy, Li Mo smiled again:

"Bingtuozi, guess what form I want to deduce?"

"what?"

"Extreme Form!"

"Then I will wait for you to become the first person to deduce the divine form of the Great Dao."

Watching the young man talking nonsense seriously, Ying Bing held his chin with one hand, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

The childishness comes back again...

Ok?

Li Mo was stunned when he heard this.

So what Bingtuozi meant was that no one has ever been able to transform the extreme form into the divine form of the Great Dao by themselves?

Does this mean that the great Dao, gods and forms were all born naturally between heaven and earth?

At this moment, there was a sudden noise at the entrance of the cave.

The demon kings and great demons who were preparing to return to their clans came to say goodbye with their tribesmen.

"Thank you, Tian Jiao, and thank you, Qing Luan Goddess."

"From now on, if you need any help in Southern Xinjiang, you must come to us, the Giant Whale Tribe."

"Please accept these sea ginsengs..."

Come on, bring gifts.

........

at the same time.

Southern Xinjiang, Senluo Valley.

This place is filled with poisonous miasma and fog all year round. Even if a person at the God-Viewing Realm inhales a little bit of it, his life will be in danger.

In the stone hall above, a few candlelights illuminated the darkness. More than a dozen teams of shaman priests wearing bronze masks climbed up the stairs. If Li Mo were here, he would be able to see that the shaman priest he saw last time was among them.

At this moment, Han Zhen, wearing a blood-stained robe, was sitting under the bronze tree in the stone hall, with one of his arms empty.

"Have you collected all the power of all living beings?"

Han Zhen narrowed his eyes and sniffed.

The clouds on the cloud-patterned jade artifacts in the hands of the priests seemed to become real and gathered around him. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but his face became a little redder.

"Yes, more than usual. How did you do it?"

"Because the Sons of God have all gone to the Hanging Temple."

A priest said while holding a jade artifact.

"Well, judging by the time, they're almost back from the Hanging Temple."

Han Zhen let out a breath of anger.

After losing the Blood Phoenix Essence, he had long since set his sights on the Jade Phoenix God, which was originally a gift from the Shang Dynasty to the Qingtian and deposited in the Hanging Temple.

Unfortunately, Huai Kong was pedantic, and Shang Qinqing was in the same mind as that bald donkey, otherwise he wouldn't have asked Zhi Duoluo and the others to take it.

tread--

A crow with blood-red eyes flew over the poisonous miasma, entered the stone hall, and transformed into a thin and pale middle-aged man.

"Why did you come back by yourself?"

Han Zhen asked this fourth-grade demon king to pick up Zhi Duoluo and the others.

The demon king is equivalent to a powerful human with a magical body, so anything is enough.

"Jidora is dead."

"Where are the others?"

"it's the same."

"impossible!"

Han Zhenteng stood up.

It is possible that Zhi Duoluo ran away with the Jade Phoenix God himself, with so many sons of gods on the Hidden Dragon List, absorbing the power of so many living beings, and the means he provided.

How could it be possible that everyone died in the fight for the Jade Phoenix God?

"Where is the Jade Phoenix God?" Han Zhen looked at the broken bronze sacred tree and said in a cold tone, as if he had confirmed the matter.

"It was obtained by Wu Mo of the Ming Jiao clan and Luan Bing of the Qing Luan clan."

The middle-aged man transformed from the black crow whispered.

ink?!

ice?!!!

And those two words exploded in his ears like a bolt from the blue.