The Ultimate Villain of Fantasy chapter 1298

The Ultimate Villain of Fantasy
Page 1298
Although this is White Jade Ganoderma lucidum, it is not the lost one, but another White Jade Ganoderma lucidum. This one is obviously whiter and bigger. The bigger difference is that the original one had three crowns, but this one has seven crowns.
In the darkening night, Ganoderma lucidum crown white glow, this is a more precious and rare Qixing Xianzhi.
Of course Xiao Wu didn’t know that this was the legendary Seven Star Immortal Chi, and Ye Ling didn’t know either, but Xiao Yihan knew.
The white jade ganoderma lucidum must go through the nine-level upper realm of the Nine Dragons Primordial Spirit to induce energy mutation before it can be refined into the seven-star fairy lucidum.
Xiao Yihan’s own true essence cultivation level is only the first level, but he is one of the few masters in the Dragon Gate, and among the ninth level leaders in the past dynasties can be counted.
Xiao Yihan thought to himself, could it be that the old ancestor had a fortuitous encounter, has broken through the eighth-level upper real essence, and jumped directly to the ninth-level upper realm. If it wasn’t for the old ancestor, in this mortal world, who else could cultivate the nine-dragon real yuan to the legendary Seven Star Immortal of the ninth-level upper stage? Zhi appeared in front of his eyes, indicating that in today’s world, at least one peerless master who has reached the ninth level of the Nine Dragons Primordial Spirit has appeared.
And this master must have a great connection with Ye Ling, then, Bai Yu Lingzhi was neither stolen by Xiao Feng nor Ye Ling, but this mysterious figure made a joke with him.
Chapter 124 Dragon Trap
Xiao Yihan took a long sigh, he felt that he finally sorted out the ins and outs of the whole thing clearly, the details are no longer important, thinking of this, he was relieved.
He originally planned to go back and ask the ancestors to catalyze the white jade ganoderma into the seven-star fairy, and feed it to Ye Ling.
Seeing Xiao Yihan returning to the room and closing the door, Xiao Wu laughed and said: “Ye Ling, how did you get this Ganoderma lucidum? I thought it was the one that I lost, that one only has three pieces, but this one has seven petals. …”
Seven, seven petals… Ye Ling’s heart is hot, this is actually a little heard, the legendary Qixing Xianzhi, which was still in his hands just now, was sent out by him as stolen goods! He has also heard that Baiyu Lingzhi can be A person who has mutated into a Seven-Star Immortal Zhi, who has cultivated his Yuanshen to the ninth level, the spiritual power of the Seven-Star Immortal Zhi is not only of no help to him, but may also consume [-]%% of his Yuanshen spiritual power.
He suddenly realized.
The Taoist priest I met today is… the self who will travel freely in the Promise World after overcoming the calamity in the future! Only he knows that the Baiyu Lingzhi is hidden in the bird’s nest, and he may take it out and consume [-]%% of himself. The Yuanshen’s spiritual power transforms, and enlightens himself…
In the shock of his heart, he looked at Xiao Wu’s eyes, but it was as calm as water.
The woman he saw during the day was Huang’er more than ten years later, and the other girl might be her daughter.
Huang’er, no matter how they meet or separate in the future, he will always love her deeply in his heart.
“I dug it on the mountain.”
He said something that he didn’t even believe in himself, Baiyu Lingzhi is a rare occurrence in a thousand years, and Qixing Xianzhi, even if it takes [-] years to dig up… But Xiao Wu believed what he said, she stepped forward and said softly: “Ye Ling, you are so kind.
You’d better eat it yourself, it’s good for your practice.
I don’t need this, just having you by my side every day is enough.”
“…”
“Just watching you eat makes me happy.”
He opened his mouth obediently and let her feed Qixing Xianzhi into his stomach.
In this life, he must gain strength, transcendent power, to pursue his dream and protect another woman.
He secretly sighed, thinking, “Xiao Wu, I will definitely fail you in this life, and if there is another life, I may not be able to pay it back.”
When Jiulong Zhenyuan cultivated to the ninth level, he had the spiritual power of nine Taoist spirits. Ye Ling practiced for ten years, but he didn’t have the first level. Even Xiao Yihan was only a real spirit power, and he only cultivated to the first and ninth level.
[-]%% of the energy of the ninth-level and ninth-level real energy is enough to break through from the eighth-level to the ninth-level realm. At this moment, it is poured into Ye Ling’s meridians like a river pouring down. Although the primordial spirit energy is dark energy, almost Without any mass, he felt that his whole body was full, like a pig’s stomach, which was suddenly blown up and became boundless.
His thoughts stayed in this brand new space, and the outside world seemed to have no way of feeling, even this space was dark and boundless.
There was only a little fluorescent light, spinning in front of his eyes, and the fainter light waves, like ripples, gradually spread out in the ocean of Wang Yang.
Seeing that his eyes were engrossed, Xiao Wu was still for a long time, and he didn’t answer a few calls.
Chapter 125 Running Like Flying
At the sound of the door opening, Xiao Yihan’s figure flashed, and he reached out to touch Ye Ling’s vest and the Governor Vessel, feeling several majestic powers, bursting and expanding.
He didn’t know very well, in today’s world, maybe only one person can rescue him.
He didn’t have time to think about it, he picked up Ye Ling and ran away, if he was one step late, he would be in a state of confusion at best, or go crazy at worst.
Xiao Wu was stunned and exclaimed: “Master, where are you going?”
She chased after her lost soul and said sadly: “Master, you return Ye Ling to me…”
Xiao Yihan complained about himself along the way. If he hadn’t seen the Qixing Xianzhi, he was suspicious and suspicious, how could he be so careless, and he didn’t care that Ye Ling swallowed the whole Qixing Xianzhi, like a newborn baby, forcing him A piece of cold and hard steamed bun was stuffed into his small mouth, and it was fortunate that he did not choke to death immediately.
I just hope that the old ancestor is still in seclusion in the Diling Dragon Vein. If he goes out and wanders, he will have nowhere to look. I don’t know when he will come back.
He ran like a fly, even though the person with his arms clasped was getting hotter and hotter, and he was not as anxious as his heart: the fire was burning. As for the screams that followed in the distance, no matter how terrifying, he had to turn a deaf ear.
The thick city wall of Qinglong King City is like a dragon, and its long body is meandering above the mountains and mountains, circling the entire canyon city in the middle.
The towering city towers quietly lurked in the night sky, as if the ancient beasts chose people to devour, the tall west city gate was open, and the street leading to the palace city was brightly lit. It was extinguished one after another, and when the people who entered the city broke into the palace gate and disappeared under a sacrificial building, it did not cause much commotion in the palace.
In the middle of the altar is a huge vertical well, and the stone steps rotate along the well wall to hundreds of feet underground, reaching the entrance of Diling, but the well is still unfathomable.
Xiao Yihan was already out of breath, sweaty clothes, he stumbled through a quiet passage, a gloomy underground palace appeared in front of him, the light and shadow in the center of the hall were swirling, and vaguely saw a transparent crystal coffin, a mummified yellow dragon lying high. .
Xiao Yihan finally breathed a sigh of relief, his whole body collapsed and he knelt down in the hall, shouting hoarsely: “Ancestor, help…”
The mummified corpse in the crystal coffin suddenly sat up, instantly radiant with vitality, like a withered old vine, green and verdant in the blink of an eye, he snorted softly, his eyes suddenly opened, as if a thousand-year-long dream had been interrupted by someone, his face was full of vigor. There was a hint of displeasure on it.
Immediately, his face became solemn, his hands and claws danced wildly, Xiao Yihan felt a sigh of relief in his arms, Ye Ling’s body flew out of his hands, and volleyed onto a stone platform in front of the crystal coffin.
Xiao Yihan said respectfully: “Thank God, fortunately my ancestor is at home…”
The resurrected corpse said indifferently: “The old man is only a holy immortal. Even if he is at home, he can’t save him, but I don’t know if the master in the dragon trap can do anything.”
Xiao Yihan said in a trembling voice: “Chapter [-] of the Dragon Trap, the innate holy soul and the holy soul, the old ancestor said: “Dragon trap is a bottomless pit, even the old man can’t detect the depth, and the master of it is the eternal evil name, in order to save his life, Are you willing to sacrifice yourself to accompany you?”