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314, immortal gods are too hard to kill(2/2)

"Now we need to hibernate!"...The vast starry sky. Xuanlong Continent. Above the main hall of a city in the sky.

King Mou Lai, the ancestor of Wanxian, or Destiny, is meeting with a master who is also in the Void Core Realm.

"Ancestor Wanxian, you are very good." This Void Core Realm master has tight muscles all over his body and looks very burly.

"This "Little Samsara Emperor's Heart Sutra" is a perfect god-level technique. It can be encountered but not sought in the entire lower world."

"I, Venerable Tianlei, owe you a favor." Venerable Tianlei looked at the ancestor of Wanxian, King Mou Lai, and said. Although they, the powerful Void Core realm, have lived in this lower world for a long time, wandering in the stars, and found many opportunities.

, many of which are techniques left over from ancient times.

However, such perfect and priceless exercises as the "Little Samsara Emperor's Heart Sutra" are still very rare.

It is very rare that Mou Laiwang, the ancestor of Wanxian, is willing to share it.

"Haha," Mou Laiwang, the ancestor of Wanxian, laughed,

"We are all human beings, so naturally we should stay close to each other."

"Ha..." Lord Tianlei smiled casually, but did not expose the ancestor of Wanxian, King Mou Lai. We are all foxes with thousands of years, so why are we pretending to be innocent?

"Speak directly if you have anything to say, and I will consider it." Lord Tianlei said.

"I don't have anything to ask of you." Wanxian Patriarch Mou Lai Wang Dandan said.

"Huh?" After hearing this, Lord Tianlei flashed a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth,

"If this is the case, then I have to leave!" Just as Lord Tianlei was about to leave, the voice of King Mou Lai, the ancestor of Wanxian, rang out.

"It's okay to go. I was planning to make things easier for you."

"Huh?" Upon hearing this, Lord Tianlei paused and said, "What on earth is going on? Can you please be happy?" King Mou Lai, the ancestor of Wanxian, said with a smile: "I have an excellent refining

Choose someone!" As soon as these words came out.

Lord Tianlei narrowed his eyes.

"Are you sure?"

"Of course." Wanxian Patriarch Mou Lai Wang Dandan said,

"Do you think I would joke about something like this? If it reaches the leader's ears, wouldn't I be able to walk around without food?"

"I'm sorry you don't dare." Lord Tianlei snorted coldly, and then his eyes were blazing.

"Finally found it again. When we gather together, we can rush forward and take revenge on those arrogant bastards!"

"Of course!" King Mou Lai, the ancestor of Wanxian, nodded. He refined a person with unparalleled luck into one. It has many powers, one of which is to help people become enlightened!

It should be noted that in this lower realm where the Dao is lacking, cultivators cannot break through to the Ultimate Divine Realm. Even the cultivation of the Tribulation Transformation Realm is affected.

Therefore, it is not that the strong ones cannot break through to the calamity transformation realm, but they do not want to break through to the calamity transformation realm. If they break through to the calamity transformation realm rashly, they will become a crappy calamity transformation realm, which is very difficult for many ambitious strong men.

It is absolutely impossible to accept it.

It can only be done with help. However, the conditions for refining this are too harsh. They have waited too long!

"Tell me, where is it?" Lord Tianlei's eyes were blazing. King Mou Lai, the ancestor of Wanxian, smiled slightly, with a cunning light flashing in his eyes.

"Tianyuan Continent, Ye Liuyun!"


Chapter completed!
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