"What's that sound?"

Chen Xinghe was shocked. He was now a hundred feet deep underground in the well and could actually hear screams. He looked at the source and was in the formation outside the well.

"Those demons?"

In an instant, he thought that the monk Jintian Sect was using the devil's head to sacrifice the formation, because this method was the most concise and effective. It seemed that Ji Hongtian was very persistent in killing the young emperor of Qingtian Sect.

"It's great. If there are still arrangements underground, the formation will be disturbed, and you may be able to get the lead." Chen Xinghe continued to dive. He was trembling now. If there was no Mahayana bone to block the cold, his soul might have been frozen. Even if there was no death, it would be almost the same as death in the true sense.

After swimming downhill a hundred feet again, billions of bubbles suddenly appeared in front of him. Chen Xinghe suddenly widened his eyes, his eyes full of incredible.

Here are a bunch of indelible marks of the corpse-transforming water and the power of Xuanyin. They were extremely powerful when they were alive, just like stars in the sky.

The saint looked at a ball of white air with his eyes, just like entering a temple to see a towering statue of the god. He was once the god worshipped by all living beings! He fell some time and the moon, and his body was swept by the water of corpse transformation. In the end, there was only one unyielding mark left, fighting against the power of corpse transformation and the power of corpse transformation and yin for tens of thousands of years and immortal.

The key is that there are so many marks that are laid flat in the well. It seems that after death, I have been obsessed with protecting something for many years.

“These marks are incredible!”

"If I can collect it, as a medium for talisman making?" Chen Xinghe suddenly thought of the peach talisman made by his cheap teacher Qin Tiantong. The kind of talisman that can summon ancient door gods is definitely not simple, and it must have an extremely powerful source.

These marks in front of you can serve as a powerful source of "God General Talisman". The difficulty lies in how to collect them and how to store them after collection.

Chen Xinghe tried to activate the Ashes Net.

Anything related to Yin and Yang and Five Elements cannot escape this magic weapon network. However, the bright white marks in front of you seem to jump out of the Three Realms, not in the Five Elements, and the big network passes by without any energy.

"no?"

The saint watched carefully with his eyes, Chen Xinghe felt aroused his heart, and he thought about gains and losses at a very fast pace, and said to himself: "Stop it, let it go, give it up! If you don't want to give up, you can use my golden elixir as your sustenance to achieve the Star Fighting Array in the Heavens!"

With a decision in his heart, he hurriedly sat down cross-legged, and thoughts spread, as if shouting: "The birds have passed away, the sky has been broken, the years have passed, the soul is back! Return! No distance. Return! No east or west, no south or north..."

As an alchemist, Chen Xinghe has come into contact with many ancient alchemy recipes and knows that ancient Chinese style is different from today's style.

When dealing with these ancient marks, you must naturally use the oldest ancient accents and ancient charms, otherwise you will not be able to reach a consensus. No matter how powerful you use it, it will be useless if these marks do not respond.

The time is not long, and a ball of mark reacts, which is a very good phenomenon. However, the waters boiled next, and all marks burst out into a skyward air, swam towards Chen Xinghe with the unwillingness that had been around forever.

"I'm so stupid! Am I trying to think it's simple?"

There is no way, the arrow is on the string and has to be fired. Who told him to think so?

In a trance, the saints saw thousands of troops and horses. They died in a thrilling battle. They were afraid that their bodies would undergo unpredictable changes, so they could only use the most powerful corpse water in the world to erase their bodies.

Although their bodies have long been transformed, their souls have disappeared, and the spirit that once existed between heaven and earth is immortal and still has unparalleled fighting spirit!

What if Chen Xinghe summoned with ancient accents and tunes? It would be like summoning a large army that had been fighting outside for countless years to return to the camp.

Among them is the desire to think about family, the unwillingness to die, and the hope of desperate situations. The traces of residual thoughts drive the mark to be placed on the golden elixir, all of which are extremely rapid.

At this moment, Chen Xinghe opened more than 700 acupuncture points all over his body. The feeling of constant impact made him fall into an ice cave. The combination of golden elixir and marks formed endless pain, which was the price he had to pay for "summoning souls".

“Woo woo woo woo…”

The sound of horns sounded in my ears.

My mind began to settle down, as if I was experiencing wars one after another, and I was honing my fighting spirit on the battlefield, gradually becoming numb and gradually becoming brave.

The power is coming out.

The great power is cast from iron blood and life, and there has never been a shortcut.

When Chen Xinghe came back to his senses in a trance, he found that all the acupuncture points on his body were filled with marks.

They were like ancient gods reviving, but they soon became silent.

So tired!

These ancient beings require time to rest and may never wake up again from now on, but that doesn't matter. Chen Xinghe will naturally induce the star power to reshape them according to the form of the mark, and pass on the subsequent order.

There are hundreds of marks around.

They found that there was no place to stay in the "camp" and they were unwilling to separate from their comrades. What should they do? So they settled down and rushed into the acupoints that were cultivating the sword energy.

Chen Xinghe cultivated the Zhoutian Star Dou Array based on the golden elixir of the whole body, and was also cultivating the sword formation to raise sword energy and sword intent.

Unexpectedly, these ancient marks were not picky at all, and quickly integrated into the many sword energy that were divided into Guizang Sword, making these sword energy suddenly become full of spirituality and high fighting spirit.

This is an unexpected surprise!

However, the marks were only more than 1,200, not as many as expected. After occupying most of the "Flying Sword", the surroundings suddenly lost their light and gradually became dimmed.

At this time, Chen Xinghe saw the specific situation deep in the bottom of the well as if he was clearing the clouds and seeing the sun.

There are many palaces there, but they are all broken walls and ruins, telling the vicissitudes to those who are late.

This scene surprised him and immediately knew what the major formations were to cover up.

"Gutian Palace?"

"There is actually an ancient ruin of the Heavenly Palace here."

"It is said that the thirty-third floor of the sky collapsed and there was a major change in the fairy world. Is this the proof?"

"Immortal Trace! How many monks dream of looking for immortality, but there is actually an immortal palace in this ancient well."

"No wonder the saints cannot watch the double pupils. This is where monks continue to advance and eventually want to arrive."

"However..." Chen Xinghe was suddenly stunned, and a sad feeling in his heart: "However, the end is actually in the world, so is there still an end now?"

"Don't worry about him! Maybe there are a group of people in the fairy world! I practice not to ascend to immortality, but to settle all kinds of discomforts, find my lover, and rise strongly."

Chen Xinghe instantly adjusted his mentality and decided to enter the fairy palace and collided with the "Immortality". However, he suddenly stopped and the sky was slashed through his right eye.

This glance made his scalp explode, so he quickly avoided it.

It was not long since he found a small gap on the ground five miles away from the ruins of the Immortal Palace.

Chen Xinghe drilled into the race bag, and then the race bag was wrapped in layers of ashes nets, squeezed into the slit like lightning and was carefully hidden.
Chapter completed!