Seven Hundred and Seventeen. Xianbing Embryo

Yan Zhaoge and Yin Tianxia looked at each other.

Although it was just a thought, Yan Zhaoge felt as if he had really traveled through the ages, and was face to face with a generation of powerful men from many years ago.

Now, he finally knew where Yin Tianxia's coffin was empty and where his body had gone.

The ritual arrangement after the death of the Great You Ming Emperor turned himself into this Great You Ming Wheel!

A supreme treasure above the holy soldiers.

The legendary fairy soldier!

Yan Zhaoge's eyes were deep: "Unexpectedly, I saw a fairy soldier here, even though it is a fairy soldier that has not yet been forged..."

Just like not all martial saints have holy soldiers with them.

Immortal soldiers are even more difficult to come by, at least you must have the cultivation level of Yin Tianxia, ​​the Great Emperor Youming, before you can try to sacrifice.

Not everyone who is strong above martial saints has immortal weapons.

This was the case before the Great Destruction, for example, the Flame Demon Great Emperor who created the lineage of the Flame Demon Great World, as far as Yan Zhaoge knew, did not have immortal soldiers with him.

The Youming Great Emperor Yin Tianxia is like a shining meteor, astonishing the world, but he is about to fall.

Although the Youming Sacred Cult is rich, the materials for refining immortal weapons are still scarce.

There is not enough time to accumulate and settle. As we all know, the Holy Cult of Youming does not have immortal soldiers.

Yin Tianxia is known to the world as his most important treasure, which is the high-grade sacred soldier's ghost lamp.

However, Yan Zhaoge also did not expect that Emperor Youming's posthumous arrangement would use himself as a part of refining the Great Youming Wheel of Immortal Weapons.

Looking at the Great Nether Minglun, other than being hot-eyed, Yan Zhaoge's first reaction was more doubts.

The actions of Emperor You Ming were too bizarre.

"Is it to leave behind a treasure that can suppress the spirit of the sect, or is it simply to fulfill my unfulfilled wish?" Yan Zhaoge's heart surged with turmoil: "Or, this fairy weapon is the one that Emperor Youming made for him." The means of resurrection prepared by myself?"

Also, there is another possibility.

Before the death of Emperor Youming, he made painstaking efforts to refine this treasure in order to seal a certain secret.

Maybe it has something to do with his downfall and the prosperity and decline of the Holy Cult of Youming?

Yan Zhaoge looked at the face of Yin Tianxia, ​​the Great Emperor Youming, and fell silent in thought.

Xiao Ai couldn't see the image of Emperor You Ming, but she looked at the Great You Ming Wheel and couldn't help but be full of curiosity: "Master, is this a top-rank holy soldier?"

"No, this is an immortal weapon, but it has not been forged yet." Yan Zhaoge replied: "Or, it is an embryonic immortal weapon, and the embryonic form of an immortal weapon is more appropriate."

Xiao Ai's mouth grew wide, and she couldn't close it for a long time.

She had never seen a fairy soldier, but she heard Xue Chuqing mention the legend about the fairy soldier.

Yan Zhaoge saw that the eyes of the girl in the white skirt became brighter than ever before.

A pair of big black eyes blinked, as if there were countless black iron wheels rolling up and down.

The originally inconspicuous black iron wheel, in Xiao Ai's eyes at this moment, seemed to be a coin with an outer circle and an inner square, flashing an incomparably attractive luster.

Yan Zhaoge rolled his eyes, stretched out a hand and waved it in front of Xiao Ai's eyes.

"Young Master, Young Master... this thing! This thing..." Xiao Ai came back to her senses, swallowed her saliva, was a little incoherent, pointing to the Great You Minglun and then to Yan Zhaoge: "You must... must... ..."

Yan Zhaoge shrugged his shoulders: "Relax, whether it's a chance or a disaster, it's not certain. Even if it's a chance, it's not so easy to gain."

Xiaoxiu couldn't catch his breath, pulled Yan Zhaoge's sleeves, and looked at him with admiration: "Master, you must have a way, right?"

Yan Zhaoge said a little amusedly: "Not to mention that your current cultivation is still low, even at my current cultivation level, it is impossible to mobilize the power of an immortal soldier."

"The food is good, but you can only watch it and not eat it. You don't have to be so active, do you?"

Xiao Ai plausibly said: "Such a good baby, even just looking at it, makes people feel full of happiness!"

Yan Zhaoge rubbed his chin, and also laughed: "It seems reasonable to say so?"

He turned his head to look at the big You Minglun again, feeling the power and artistic conception in it,

Try to figure out that it may be the truth of the legendary Twelve Laws of the Umbrella.

Time passed little by little, Yan Zhaoge remained silent, Xiao Ai also calmed down at this time, watching Yan Zhaoge nervously, but did not dare to disturb again.

Whenever her eyes touched the quiet black iron wheel, she couldn't help swallowing secretly, feeling as if a cat's paw was scratching at the tip of her heart.

After an unknown amount of time, the world I was in was suddenly violently turbulent.

Yan Zhaoge recovered from his contemplation, his eyebrows raised.

Xiao Ai's face changed slightly: "Someone else is here!"

The foreign space where the altar was located gradually began to be shrouded in a hazy light that was neither bright nor dark.

Yan Zhaoge's mind was united with the Great Nether Minglun, his eyes suddenly fell into darkness, and then in the boundless darkness, a light suddenly lit up, like the first light.

"It's the Youming Lantern. Luo Zhitao has completely refined the Youming Lantern." Yan Zhaoge said clearly.

Luo Zhitao, the sixth level Martial Sage, a late-stage powerhouse who has seen the gods, already possessed the top-grade holy weapon Sun Moon Golden Wheel, and now he also refined the Youming Lantern, which is also a high-grade holy weapon.

Looking at the entire Tomb of Emperor Youming, who else can compete with him?

At this moment, he was looking for it with the help of a ghost lamp, and suddenly came to the outside of the stone gate, trying to open the gate and break into this foreign space!

Xiao Ai looked nervously at Yan Zhaoge: "Master..."

Yan Zhaoge smiled: "It's too late."

He was still holding onto the big You Minglun with one hand, and with the other he swung the sleeve of his robe, and Feng Yunsheng, who had been wrapped up by his true energy before, jumped out of it.

Xiao Ai stared at Feng Yunsheng who appeared in front of her with wide eyes.

Feng Yunsheng nodded and smiled at her.

Yan Zhaoge said: "Be quick."

Feng Yunsheng said with a smile: "Of course, after a long time, I can't do anything."

A faint blue light suddenly lit up in her pupils, and her pupils were like two rounds of harsh sun, shining in all directions.

A breath of powerful power that shook the heavens and the earth leaked from her body, and the Riding Sun Sword was unsheathed from behind her back and fell into her hand.

The law is intertwined, the talisman pattern spreads, the surface of the cold sun sword and the skin of Feng Yunsheng are covered with blue light patterns, and the terrifying aura of ferocity and destruction keeps climbing to a higher peak.

She circled to the other side of the Great Nether Minglun, and stood face to face with Yan Zhaoge.

The edge of the blade is forward, right at the center of the big Youming wheel.

Yan Zhaoge's eyes froze, and the moon-defying power also penetrated into the Dayou Minglun, combining with Feng Yunsheng's powerful sun-defying power.

When Fantian calligraphy is opened, it is easy to turn the universe and reverse the yin and yang.

The surface of the pitch-black Great Youming Wheel suddenly had beams of brilliance shot out, shining on Yan Zhaoge Tongfeng Yunsheng.

Among the twelve holes, streams of air flowed out from them, covering the entire altar.

The next moment, the Great Nether Minglun, like the eternal darkness in the endless brilliance, slowly rose.

The trajectory of its rise seems to divide the boundary between light and darkness for the world in front of you.

Yan Zhaoge and Feng Yunsheng went up together with the Dayou Minglun.

At this time, the surrounding world has gradually been completely shrouded in dim brilliance.

In the brilliance, darkness suddenly appeared, and in the center of the darkness, a little light appeared. (To be continued.) 8

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