Call of Eschatology

The power of the source flows from the body of the drunk Taoist, through the Heavenly Demon Vine, into the body of Wenyu.

Even though the remnant soul of the Emperor Tongtian Fairy has dissipated, the multiple abilities of the Emperor Tongtian after the evolution have been preserved intact.

Every cell in the body is constantly allowed to absorb the force of the origin that has poured into the body, and even the power of the soul, under the action of the force of the source, has gradually produced some changes-physical enhancement, reverse driving The enhancement of the soul body, but the enhancement of the soul body, does not affect the flesh ...

As if the relationship between superiors.

At this moment, Wen Yu has a little bit more understanding of the power of the soul.

...

In the body of the drunk Taoist, how much of the power of the immortal world is left, Wenyu is not clear, but since the master said that these powers of the source are enough to make Wenyu a **** beast of the immortal world, it should be There is no deviation.

However, the extraction of the power of the origin, and the change into a beast species, is destined to be a slow process.

But Wenyu is not in a hurry ...

I ’m really not in a hurry. The harvest in Tiangong is big ... it seems to be big enough. On the one hand, Wenyu needs time to deepen his perception of skills. On the other hand, Wenyu needs time to digest Heavenly memory, and sporadic truths.

Coincidentally, there are no other things or people on the outside world or on the earth that make Wenyu worry.

Therefore, it should be a rare holiday ...

There is no killing, no dispute, no interruption from others, and no need to work hard to do something, but the strength is constantly improved.

There is nothing better than this!

...

Tiangong seventh floor.

"Hmm ..."

A series of spitting sounds sounded, and Bai stood in a large pothole, surrounded by a boundless plain of fertile soil.

At this moment, this big pit has been dug nearly a kilometer deep—of course, a big pit that is thousands of meters deep is really a very simple thing for the 11th-class powerhouse.

What Bai could not bear was nothing but the dust flying around.

"Awful environment, hey ..."

Spitting out the mud and sand, Bai slowly straightened his waist.

In front, a flash of black iron-colored door had appeared in front of Bai's eyes.

Digging is naturally dug to the end.

And his goal also appeared in front of himself. At this moment, Bai finally didn't need to do these "out of value" things.

A stamp of hands slowly waved, and then the black iron gate in front of it lit up a light exhaustion, and the gate slowly opened, revealing the scenes inside ... and a thin figure.

"Sir, you are finally back."

The old man's charming voice sounded, with a wry smile on his face, and looked white with anticipation.

"My lord, I have done all the things you explained. Look at it ..."

The old man squeezed his **** and made a gesture for money.

"Give you."

Bai directly threw out a space ring: "Inside is an elixir that can make up for the wounds of the soul. These are all our eight-pole magic palace. Now, we are two clear!"

"Master Bai is just happy!"

The old man smiled dryly, the skin on his face was like a wrinkled chrysanthemum.

"The villain will go first."

The old man finished counting the items in the space ring and left the small space without looking back.

When the old man was gone, there was a smirk in the corner of Bai mouth.

"I plan to make up for the soul injury, and then use the soul grafting technique I handed to you, and also play a golden cicada hulling trick yourself? Cut, which onion you count, you have the things, you also have the skills ... that is, time is not enough ...

Bai murmured to the whole space, and then Bai quickly walked to Wan Ping's body.

Wan Ping at this moment was wrapped in ice, and the whole person seemed to be asleep. However, the disappearance of breathlessness has undoubtedly explained a fact to Bai.

Wanping is now a dead man!

As if looking at some kind of treasure, Bai turned around Wan Ping's body several times, and then nodded with satisfaction.

"This appearance is quite comfortable, plus some small means, young man, I guarantee that your mother will not recognize you!"

After that, Bai patted the huge ice cube wrapped in Wan Ping.

"Wow, wow ..."

The ice pieces shattered, and the ice swelled everywhere.

In the next second, a dim and dim body slowly emerged from Bai's body and penetrated directly into Wan Ping's body.

The whole palace was silent again ...

It seemed as if only a moment passed, and it seemed as if the whole day had passed.

"what……"

A slight yawn sounded, and Wan Ping on the platform slowly opened his eyes.

...

Gently stretched his muscles, and took out a mirror with a smile on his face, and looked at his new body by himself.

"Yes, yes, what's next ... first change the breath."

Bai took off the space ring from his body that fell to the ground, quickly drew out an elixir in it, and swallowed it directly.

The breath belonging to Wanping dissipated quickly, and for a while, a new breath condensed out.

The physical appearance has changed, and the breath has also changed. Even the essence of the soul has been replaced. Everything has undoubtedly explained one thing. The former Wanping has completely disappeared. Instead, this fairy named Bai Xian Xia World Eleventh Powerful!

Bai's movement continues.

"Then what, the **** three-body soul demon class, too garbage, still comfortable for the old profession!"

Bai took another professional scroll from the space ring, tore it off, and then five skill scrolls in a row ...

Demon Giant: White handwriting, you can imagine ... The levels of these skill scrolls should not be lower ...

"Finally, hey ..."

Baikou made a series of weird smiles, turned to look at the surrounding environment, and waved at the air.

"Goodbye, my fairyland world ... hmm ..."

A jade pendant appeared in Bai's hand and was crushed by Bai. The transmitted light fell on Bai's body the next second.

After a short vertigo, Bai had appeared on a dead space.

...

"you are……"

The sound of doubt next to him sounded, a shocked white spirit.

After the teleportation, a short vacuum period in perception allowed the outsiders to find the white figure first.

"Ahem ..."

He coughed twice, made a harmless white, then turned his head and saw three people standing at the entrance of Baodi at a glance. Well, three acquaintances should be said.

Because of the appearance of these people, Bai has all understood in Wan Ping's materials.

"Under the white, is this ..."

"Ch town, Northeast China, why are you here?"

Ye Nan, headed by it, looked puzzledly, where to go in and where to go, this should be the rule of Baodi ...

"Oh oh oh!"

Bai made a clear look, as if he really knew where it was.

"You haven't answered me yet, why are you here?"

Ye Nan's tone became slightly impatient.

A grin grinned from the corner of his white mouth: "This, I will start with the reason why I entered the treasure."

"Stop! Stop being useless!"

Ye Nan stopped the story that Bai was about to blurt out, and looked back at Akkad.

Akkad shook his head: "It's either Yirong or someone I don't know."

Hearing this sentence, Ye Nan lost interest in Bai on the spot and waved his hand as if walking a dog.

"You go ..."

Having said that, I sat next to the entrance of Baodi again.

This is not Ye Nanzhuangb. In fact, on the earth, there are not too many people who can pay Ye Nan attention.

however……

"You haven't heard me tell the story yet, this won't work!"

Bai Yi sat with a smile on the side of Ye Nan, ignored the surprised eyes of the three of them, and described a magnificent poem that could sing and weep—like the kind in a dog blood novel.

The scene went silent.

Bai said the drool was flowing, and he didn't forget to take the bottle on the ground that belonged to Zhang Shaojie and took a big sip. The three of Ye Nan were surprised at first, then turned to calm, but there was a little killing in the calm.

Ye Nan is not a good person.

Until the story of Bai was finished, Ye Nan calmly spoke.

"Dude, what are you going to do? You can't say one or two. You're here today."

As if Bai didn't hear the threat in Ye Nan's words, he shoved Ye Nan's shoulder enthusiastically.

"I told you a story. Next, it's your turn. I don't ask you to tell me a story either. I just want you to show me this beautiful world ..."