Nine Cents Refining

On the top of the snowy iceberg, I don’t know how many years I have been sitting. In the heart of Sun Hao, some people have sent a message to the secret technique: "The master, the flying people must be handsome and attack the Terran, and the strength is huge."

Sitting cross-legged, Sun Hao did not have any action, and he replied faintly: "I know, if you can, you can occupy the outer world of the snowy area."

The man returned: "Received, the master, no problem."

I don’t know how many years I’ve been sitting, I’ve been wandering along the snowy side, killing the savage beasts of the savage beasts, and suddenly leaping up and swaying in the air, obsessively looking into the distance, after half a ring, lost The iron fist of the square shield kept slaping his chest, and the beast in the snowfield was like a wounded beast, and kept roaring.

At this time, the consciousness of the prophecy is refining the abyss of the abyss, and it is a faint perception of the impertinence of the sacred war, and it is a little bit of a heart, and it feels like it is going on.

In the empty tower of the condensate, the spirit list is slightly shaken.

The name of Kim Min is completely dimmed.

Is this, is gold falling?

The sorcerer of the sorcerer’s day is perceptual, is he not angering?

The mind is slightly moved, and the ontological consciousness gives the order: "Wu, let you go outside the border, fight in March."

The sorcerer of the sorcerer snarled, holding the giant spirit to break the army hammer, rushed into the back of Sun Hao’s guarded body and killed him.

This is a few miles away from the snowfields. There are a lot of wild animals living inside. In these years, there are Sun Hao guarded here, and the wild beasts that have come to the chaos have become the nutrients of the mind and the body.

Over the years, due to the temperance of the subject's will, the sorcerer's sorcerer has not run very far.

This time, Sun Hao asked him to go to war alone in March.

The roar of fury screamed from the back of Sun Hao, and the sorcerer stalked and smashed into the frontier without the extension domain.

Sun Hao’s sense of ontology is slightly sighed, and he sinks his heart and earnestly refines his own refining. At the same time, he carefully understands and revamps and perfects the system’s heart and body.

The March time passed quickly.

After the war, there was no brain, and there was no memory. The sorcerer of the sorcerer had forgotten who Kim said, and had forgotten what happened, quietly staying at Sun Hao’s side.

I don't know how many years have passed.

The criminal sorcerer went crazy again.

Sun Hao feels it, and his heart sighs.

This time, it was the name of the nine tails that went down on the spirit list.

Not only that, but above the spirit list, those who were originally placed in the name of the double-faced witch god, a series of Sun Hao can not name, but also the name that has never been seen before, into a piece of film disappeared from the spiritual list, a rough one Count, no less than three thousand.

This time, Sun Hao knows that the names on the spirit list can have three states of existence, one is bright, one is dim, and the other is disappearing.

The meaning of the light is to know.

The meaning of disappearing is also very clear, and it is absolutely non-existent.

What does dim mean?

These should have fallen, and the truth will disappear, but why is it only dim?

Sun Hao has no time to think about these things. The fire core of the abyss beast has completed refining. The more important ice lotus flame has entered the refining process. Sun Hao needs time, similar to such refining, once interrupted, afraid The refining effect will be greatly reduced.

Some sporadic news has been passed on, and Sun Hao has basically learned some general information.

The Terran was led by the Three Great Powers and led by the Baizu, and within the territory of the billions of miles, it is losing ground.

The direction of the double-faced Wushen Liu Bo, the loss is heavy, the three goddess maidens killed two, and the other ethnic groups have no more than one million.

The mountains and rivers are broken, the creatures are coated with charcoal, and the Terran land is a mourning.

The refining of the ice lotus flame has started, and Sun Hao can only help.

The sorcerer of the sorcerer renewed his anger and rushed to the crown. Sun Hao asked him to go outside the snowy side and fight in the war.

In the roar of the roar, the sorcerer of the sorcerer stalked away, and after three months, he returned again, forgot many things, and his anger was restored, and the peace was restored.

Among the snowfields, Xia Qingyu personally supervised and built three ice and snow holy cities.

The largest ice and snow city, with the name of “Agarwood”, is closest to the area where Sun Hao sits.

A large number of Hemu Tuwa outside the snowfield have been transferred to three snow and ice holy cities.

The area where they originally lived is said to have been occupied by aliens.

There is no such direction in the direction of the aliens. A branch of the Flying People is ordered to open up in this direction.

However, because the snowfield is bitter and cold, the resources are relatively poor. The closer to the original snow and ice area, the more cold it is. In addition to the snow, it is snow. Therefore, the alien army has not continued to advance in this direction.

The aliens have already passed through the snowfields and attacked the inland land where the Terran is richer.

Xia Qingyu’s Yaotaifeng monk has built some transmission arrays within the three ice and snow holy cities, which can directly reach the Yaotai Peak in West Kunlun.

The transmission distance is very far away, and the repair of a slightly weaker monk can not withstand the pressure of space, and the number of transmissions is also limited, and only a small number of monks can be transmitted.

The various battle reports in front were sent to the Snow and Ice City through the transmission array.

Xia Qingyu did not dare to disturb Sun Hao in the practice, only every once in a while, flying to the high altitude of the holy city, looking at the stone eagle sitting in the foothills of the mountain, he did not go.

Zheng Yuanzi already knows what Sun Hao is doing.

After learning that Sun Hao had closed before the start of the war, Zheng Yuanzi’s opinion was: “Don’t disturb the agarwood and let him practice his secret skills. This time, the human race will lose a lot, but as long as the agarwood is still there, the future will be there. The opportunity to rise, wait for Shen Xiang to wake up and tell him that he must learn to bear tolerance..."

Zheng Yuanzi, Liu Qi and Bai Chen are among the hundreds of thousands of miles of the Terran, organizing monks to fight hard, and a large number of low-ranking monks and mortals have been systematically transferred to the Sanctuary of the Terran, the East and West Kunlun.

The active and widespread Sanctuary of the Terran is full of people.

Outside, there are a large number of Terran monks and mortals who have not been able to safely move in.

Some of them are difficult to leave, some are too late to retreat, and some are willing to stay, hiding in the hometown of Baishan between the black water, to defend their home.

In Sun Hao’s heart, there have been people who have been sending information to Sun Hao intermittently. This person is now a member of the Flying People’s family, killing the insiders of the Terran, and arresting many Terran prisoners, and in accordance with conventional practices, The prisoners of war were sent to mine or to logger.

The tragic status quo of the human race was also introduced into Sun Hao’s mind through the retelling of this person.

Every time, Sun Hao will faintly say: "Work hard, be good at doing your thing, accumulate strength, waiting for me to go out."

The distraction pays attention to the situation outside, and Sun Hao’s sense of the whole body is completely submerged in the refining of the ice lotus flame, and the enlightenment of the heart and the body.

With an indifferent attitude, the distraction looks at the miserable situation of the hundreds of thousands of miles of the Terran.

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Unconsciously, Sun Hao, who has not cultivated for many years, has been completely different from the road he has just embarked on.

Sun Hao’s distraction understands that if he appears with an immortal silver ship, he can at least block one direction.

But if you attack yourself now, it will directly lead to two consequences.

The first is that the refining of the ice lotus flame will be lost, and I don’t know if I can finally complete the evolution of the three real fires.

After the complete refining, I am not necessarily able to generate three real fires, but if it is interrupted, it is impossible.

Second, that is the art of heart and body that you have enlightened, and you may lose the best chance from then on.

Over the years, Sun Hao has been sitting cross-legged, the icy atmosphere of the snow-capped mountains, the fighting state of the sorcerer's sorcerer, and the state of madness after several outbreaks, which has allowed Sun Hao to find enlightenment. Point, a period of secret surgery has begun to be generated in the heart, if it is interrupted, maybe it will really miss the opportunity of epiphany.

The Terran has a great difficulty, and it is indifferent to it.

At the top of the snow mountain, Sun Hao sat for a hundred years.

A large ethnic group, a hundred years of shame.

Over the past 100 years, Sun Hao, sitting cross-legged, did not know when it had slowly floated up from the snow-capped mountains, quietly hanging in the air, and the body radiated a faint faint silver light.

Looking far away, it is like a huge snowflake solidified in the air.

Over the past 100 years, the human race has lost ground and finally retired, and it has been forced into the sanctuary of the Terran.

Under the leadership of the three great ethnic groups, the Baizu coalition forces still formed a siege from the three directions to the East and West Kunlun.

At this time, the East and West Kunlun became the last habitat of the hundreds of thousands of mortal monks, and the last hope. (To be continued.)