Repugnant Gateway

Chapter 920: Melt me!

An Zheng knew one thing long ago when he was in the human realm. After the talented practitioners arrived in the small heaven, they realized that they belong to their own realm. Not all small heaven realm practitioners have it. Although all small heaven realm practitioners are the best in terms of talent, otherwise they will not reach the small heaven realm.

The environment is a very mysterious thing, the explanation is unclear. An Zheng once stood at the pinnacle of Xiaotian Realm, invincible under the sky, but Anzhen at that time could not be said to have his realm. Some people say that at that time, there was a situation in the dispute, and his situation was that the invincible was the invincible.

However, although the current Anzheng has crossed Xiaotian Realm and has reached the seventh grade of Xiaotian Realm, it still has no so-called realm.

But at this moment An Zheng is very clear that he has fallen into the realm of a ghost prisoner. Before the monk, Chen Shaobai and the ghost emperor Bai Du were killed, they were almost killed by double killing, because they fell into the situation of the ghost emperor Bai Du.

The realm of Baidu, the ghost, is the four mirrors that can be traversed arbitrarily, and the realm of the black prison of the ghost is the tornadoes that reach the sky dome. It is basically similar to the state of the ghost messenger Baidu. His power can be arbitrarily moved between the tornadoes, and within the area enclosed by all the tornadoes, it is his control range.

How to break through?

At this time, An Zheng was grabbed by the ghost-monitoring black guard and pulled directly into the tornado. It is foreseeable that in the next second, Anzheng will be transferred to the tornado closest to the Ghost Envoy. And Anzheng now has no way to summon the God of War in the form of fighting alone, the state is not as good as the other, and the strength of cultivation is very different. How to fight this?

At this moment, An Zheng suddenly felt a buzz in his head. There seemed to be some light shining into my brain at once, and then a few people's ghost images appeared. Very light, but clear.

"You don't know how special you are."

A voice appeared in An Zheng's mind, a little strange.

An Zheng suddenly remembered who the voice was. Although he heard it only once, he remembered it. This man was one of the eighteen princes who had helped him, and seemed to be quite disappointed with An Zheng's current performance.

"you are a person."

The other person seemed to stare at Anzheng with glaring eyes: "There are three powers in your body. Do you know what you get? You are a person, but have the power of hell, the power of human practitioners, and you have Yuan Lei. Power. In the ancient times, practitioners referred to the most fundamental elemental power as divine power. Even those ancient powers, there are not many people who can control the divine power. "

The man standing beside him said, "You are alone."

Three people have already said this to An Zheng, which makes An Zheng very puzzled.

"If Yuan Thunder ’s power is divine power, Hell ’s power is ghost power, and your cultivation power is manpower, then you are the first person in history, including the prosperous period of ancient cultivation practice. People. "

"According to the truth, you should already be a demigod."

"But you are still in a mess."

"Help him?"

"But I don't know how to help him, what do you say?"

"I do n’t say, he is fighting my former men now. What do I say? Help him get rid of the ghost guardian black prison? He has already killed the ghost guard Baidu, I ca n’t say it. Besides, I do n’t know what to say. You are right, he has three powers of human, ghost, and spirit. According to normal, he is already a demigod-level task, detached from the saint, and can even approach the existence of the immortal emperor level. Why? Can't beat the ghost prisoner? "

"I suddenly thought of it."

The earliest monarch of the prefecture seemed to have discovered the treasure, his eyes lit up: "It is the environment."

"surroundings?"

"Yes, that's right, it's the environment."

"In ancient times, that kind of environment allowed many powerful practitioners to exist. For example, when the three immortal emperors coexisted, even practitioners of that level would not squeeze the cultivation in the environment into vitality. Now What? I bet, not to mention the appearance of an immortal emperor, even if there is a saint, it may cause the practitioners to collapse directly. The plunder of a saint can make the whole environment unable to accommodate one more practitioner, even if it is The juniors of the Sumiya Realm. "

"You mean that although this person has three powers of human, ghost, and spirit, he still has no eggs, right?"

"Almost ... that's it."

The group of people seemed to have lost interest in An Zheng.

"嘁 ...... I thought I would like to witness the appearance of a demigod-level practitioner who has never been seen before, and it turned out to be useless. So in such a cultivation environment, his three strengths are better than a single cultivation. Kind? "

"I don't know. It doesn't make any sense anyway. He can't beat the ghost and the black jail, and he will die soon."

Eighteen people seemed to be happy, turned around and left.

An Zheng has never seen such a hasty group of people ...

It was at this moment that suddenly the blood Peizhu bracelet lit up. As if time had come to a halt, An Zheng seemed to have fallen into a very strange environment. Those people had said so much before, and An Zheng was still not caught by the ghost prisoner, which was obviously abnormal.

"Don't listen to them talking nonsense."

Chen Xiaoyao's voice appeared in An Zheng's mind. As soon as the voice appeared, the eighteen prefects who had just disappeared suddenly came back. Someone looked around: "Which king of **** said I was nonsense?"

Another man from the prefecture said aloud: "How many people are there in this kid's spiritual world, come out and fight!"

Chen Xiaoyao's phantom appeared in An Zheng's mind, and it seemed that Yushu was facing the wind. The eighteen prefects looked at Chen Xiaoyao, but for a moment they didn't dare to take the initiative.

Chen Xiaoyao ignored the eighteen people and looked at An Zheng, saying: "What they said was not right. The environment really shackled the development of the current practitioners. The world used to be able to accommodate the existence of superpowers, but now No. But you are different. What they are right about is that you have three powers of humans, ghosts, and spirits in your body. "

Chen Xiaoyao said: "As a master, I have never taught you anything seriously. It is because you are good enough and special, and your own practice is fast enough. I really can't help you. Afterwards, you get After the power of hell, I could n’t help but think, what should you practice to be the right way? You are different from me, different from all practitioners, and even Chen Wunuo is not as good as you now . "

"So what should your cultivation method look like? The environment restricts you, so you can't break this restriction?"

Chen Xiaoyao said seriously: "I have been thinking for a long time to think of a way that suits you. But I have a limited state of mind and I really can't think of anything. And not long ago, I mentioned this when I was talking with Ye Huo. Lord Huo is not a practitioner. At first, he dissipated the power of cultivation to become a master builder. He was a different kind, but he succeeded. He did not have the strength to cultivate. How to build a weapon? "

"Ye Huo said, relying on itself. All practitioners rely not on themselves, but on the environment. Heaven and earth strength gives them the power to cultivate and make them strong. And you are not the same, you can rely on yourself . Others ask for it from the environment, you can ask for it from yourself. "

Chen Xiaoyao came over and reached out and clicked on Anzheng ’s forehead: “We ca n’t help you much, this space is not stable enough, because this is hell, not human. You do n’t have much time to think, only It ’s just a few minutes. If you ca n’t think of a solution after a few minutes, you will definitely die. ”

When he finished speaking, the figure disappeared.

A man-in-law smiled: "It turned out that he was bullshit. Since the practitioners appeared in the ancient times, no one is not dependent on the environment. Without heaven and earth, who can do what?

"On your own? What a joke."

"This man's serious nonsense is really abominable."

An Zheng seems to not hear those voices, he has been thinking about what Chen Xiaoyao said before. What should I do? I have three powers of humans, ghosts, and spirits, but I can't play it in my body. Lord Huo does not practice, and he does not have much power to cultivate, but he can create the most powerful magic weapon in the world. It is the only master builder in the world. Why can he succeed?

itself?

Lord Huo did not have the power to cultivate, how did he condense the purple fire?

An Zhengxiang thought, time passed by one minute and one second. He knew he was running out of time, so he became more and more anxious. And the more anxious, the more confused the thinking. He seemed to catch something, but something that felt really free from thinking, scratched himself at once, so that his heart couldn't calm down at all.

People, ghosts, gods?

Although these three forces have merged, there has been no qualitative change at all. The strength of cultivation is still the strength of cultivation, or it has to be made up by breathing and vomiting from the natural energy of nature. As long as you have the power of cultivation, you can't do without nature.

As long as there is, it can't be separated?

If not?

An Zheng was taken aback by himself.

A practitioner who does not have the power to practice, is that still a practitioner? If you forcibly disperse the power of cultivation, then you will be killed by the ghost in the next second. His mind was getting chaotic, and he couldn't find any clue. He was crazy like trying to find a way out of his mind, but like a desert in front of him, there was no way at all.

Without cultivation, there is no need to ask for it from nature. If you do n’t ask for it from nature, you wo n’t be constrained by the environment? If all the nature and energy of nature are expressed as one hundred in numbers, now all practitioners add up to one hundred. However, like Chen Wunuo, once he broke through the Great Heaven Realm and entered the Saint Realm, or the Immortal Realm, the environment immediately collapsed, because his demand for nature was far more than a hundred.

An Zheng suddenly understood what happened, and his body disappeared in a flash.

"Blood Pearl!"

An Zheng screamed: "Fuse me!"

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