became heavy.how many scriptures have been recorded in so many bamboo slips of the pre-Qin Dynasty, and what level of root method and body art are involved There is a roll of gold, how can we not let...at this stage, the level of Zhibao is higher than that of all practitioners, otherwise, the super world would not be afraid of feathering banners, swords of the world, and so on.

the words of the round-faced girl confirmed Wang Xuan's conjecture that there was still a great realm in which creatures themselves could no longer reach and could only look at the deep universe and sigh.

"at the level of Zhibao, it is the crystallization of a mythical civilization. For example, the supreme rule of the immortal world, the Old Testament, turns firewood into fire, and burns the scriptures and textures contained in the endless classics of extraordinary civilization."

however, not all mythological civilizations can leave the crystallization of painstaking efforts in the end, and more often they end in failure.

it is speculated that up to now, a total of more than a dozen mythological civilizations have emerged in the everlasting night, each of which is not very long, leaving only four or five treasures.

"the sixth and last realm is called the Imperial way." The round-faced girl reminded that in the spiritual world adjacent to outer space, that civilization had once cast the Imperial Flag, but it seemed to have fallen apart, and the treasure was gone.

Wang Xuan shows a different color, and each realm is similar to the name of Zhibao, which is interesting. He asked, "can you say that there is a Zhibao corresponding to the curtain"

"it is reported that there was once a mirror called Moutian Mirror." The ghost monk told me that this stunned Wang Xuan, is there really such a thing

the girl with a round face has a sense of joy even when she is serious. Her little round face is fleshy, but her eyes are big. "however, some people say that it is still a little short of Zhibao, while others say that it is broken. In a word, there is no corresponding treasure in the great realm of Mutian."

"is there any clue that the curtain mirror ever existed" Wang Xuan wants to know its whereabouts.

"it was disabled a long time ago. I can't find it all. There's a good chance that only Zhang Daoling has a small piece of mirror in his hand." Said the little white tiger.

when Wang Xuan heard this, he was in a trance, and some understood why Lao Zhang was always holding a rusty broken mirror. He liked to peep with it and often used it to hit people. It was such a big thing!

after thinking about it, he asked, "our extraordinary civilization is coming to an end. Will it give birth to the greatest treasure and leave the crystallization of myth and painstaking efforts"

the ghost monk nodded and said, "of course, any civilization wants to leave its own trace and prove that it once existed before it is destroyed, but it is very difficult. Most civilizations have failed."

according to him, before the curtain goes out, it is the time to refine the treasure, and he also mentions the Old Testament, which has something to do with it.

"before the demise of myths, the Old Testament became the firewood of the road, and the fire of civilization could leave traces of our civilization and give birth to the greatest treasure."

said here, round-faced girls are a little sad, these powerful immortals, after all, will die, no one can live long, that is, the most precious can prove that they have existed.

"have a little confidence that if you find a way out, you will soon open up a new myth." Wang Xuan said.

"what's the way out even Fang Xianzi didn't get to this level until the end of mythology. Even she can't help it. She can't see hope. Why don't you look for it"

when it comes to this, the girl with a round face is not interested, so is the ghost monk. Although the two knew that Wang Xuan was extraordinary, it was too late after all. Now he hasn't reached the level of carefree travel, and it's too late for everything.

the round-faced girl said, "it's a pity that you have given birth to the wrong era. A tiger cub with great potential has no time to grow up, although it is qualified as an animal king."

"I suspect you are scolding me." Wang Xuan looked at her.

"how did I scold you" The round-faced girl glared at him.

"you are a tigress, why should I be called a cub" Wang Xuan questioned.

"ow ho." The little white tiger was very angry, and behind her girl's body, there appeared the virtual shadow of a white tiger, where she pretended to be ferocious, with open teeth and claws.

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Wang Xuan reached out and pulled her little round face to one side, and then dimmed the white tiger body to prevent it from barking.

Huang Ming came again. He originally wanted to add water and greet him in person, but when he saw this behind the scenes, he hurriedly ran away. He had better not get involved, for fear of being silenced by Bai Hu, the first confidant of the demon master.

"how dare you do anything to me" The round-faced girl was angry and wanted to get angry and clean up the posture of Wang Xuan.

the ghost monk kindly reminded, "in this world, you can't beat him now."

Wang Xuan hummed downstairs in a small tune, feeling happy, and the girl with a round face behind her was indignant. She really couldn't beat it, and could only stare.

walking through the rain curtain and seeing the potholed areas in the long street, Wang Xuan's heart became heavy again. He walked out of Ancheng and returned to Aoki's manor by extraordinary means. He was extremely serious all the way, and it was time to start preparing hard.

starting from tonight, he adjusts himself, both physically and spiritually, to reach the perfect realm, and he will have to go to the ethereal land in two days at the latest.

"try to shake you all down!"

that night, he sat still, and all that came to his mind was the battle of the extraordinary level, in order to touch himself and understand the way to a higher level.

even, early in the morning, he went out again, watching the remaining traces of battle outside Ancheng in the light rain.

in the next two days, his mind was full of Fang Yuzhu, the demon lord, Zhang Daoling and others when they were fighting, magical powers, and so on.

"thinking too much, it's no use looking too far away. I'd better really measure my own way with my feet."

late at night, Wang Xuan was mentally and mentally clear and ready to hit the road. For his personal safety, the environment in the last year of myth was getting worse and worse, and he needed great strength to change all this!

Wang Xuan has never paid so much attention to it now. When he was almost ready before, he went directly to the land of nothingness. This time he longed for success and did not allow failure. The main reason was that he was under too much pressure, so he paid great attention to details and everything had to be perfect.

"what is that" When he was at his most empty in body and mind, the Yuan God glowed like a lighthouse in the night, illuminating the road ahead, and he also saw the light in the distance.

if nothing, there is a blood chain, spread from the depths of endless darkness, to get close to him, is this to lock his soul

he frowned and watched the blood chain approach, glowing faintly, and he was so disturbed that the chain tried to lock him and take him away.

at this time, he broke out in a cold sweat, which was like a terrible nightmare. He was very awake, but his body seemed to be out of control and had no way to change anything.

however, after the blood chain approached him, it began to break, burn and fade from the end, and it was not completely near.

"Hmm" Wang Xuan was surprised and opened his eyes. What were those just now

he meditated again, and in the brightest state, he felt again that in the endless darkness in the distance, like a pair of scarlet eyes peeping, there was a chain of blood dripping, slowly approaching him, trying to lock his soul away.

in the other direction, there was a dim light and two shadows chanting sutras, first a faint sound, then a great sound of heaven, turned into an invisible force, cutting off the chain of dripping blood so that it could not get close.

beyond the endless emptiness, there are two masses of light in the darkness, the mysterious shadow of the man who locked him with a chain of blood Who is the man and a woman who chanted the scriptures

Wang Xuan was shocked. He thought it was over for the time being. He didn't expect that the danger was never far away. It was always there. Those scarlet eyes were terrible.right, looking for opportunities with an alloy knife in hand.BAM!finally, at the moment of Lao Chen's rapid jump, he was hit by a split, disintegrated in mid-air and turned into a rain of blood."the n...