I Became a Follower of the Female Villain

It was a year later in a blink of an eye.

Looking north star.

The mountains and plains are full of peach trees, and the pink blooms are like clouds of rouge for hundreds of millions of miles, and the fragrance is filled with fragrance.

Dressed in a luxurious white robe, he sat down cross-legged, and a misty celestial cloud rose up all over his body. From every pore, the force of bone and blood was sprayed like a sea of ​​stars.

The position of the Tianling Gai is shining even more, and the breath is like an ancient and indescribable ancient god.

"Almost."

Xu Beiwang slowly opened his eyes, slightly disappointed.

Refining many perfect immortal medicines, as well as the small world Dao Guo, still did not reach the Falling God Realm.

It's not that his talent is poor, it's that his talent is too good, and it will be more difficult to break through the shackles.

The state of falling into the gods, that is, the gods, is actually the transitional stage of the gods.

The key is the ancient gods above the spirit realm, this is the biggest hurdle of the longevity road.

why?

Ninety-nine percent of the monks to enter the ancient gods only need to experience elementary, middle, high, and the fourth level of the pinnacle.

And a handful of exceptionally talented individuals are quite special. They must go through nine levels to fit the way of heaven with the most perfect divine body.

For example, of the seven ancient gods he killed, six were the first grade of the ancient gods, and the leader was the middle grade of the ancient gods.

Most of the Tianjiao who aspired to the top 10,000 on the list are from the sixth to the ninth level of the ancient gods.

The upper limit is obvious. Ordinary ancient gods will stop at the emperor of heaven in their entire lives, and experience the arrogance of the nine-fold ancient gods, and the future achievements will be limitless.

But the shortcomings are also obvious, that is, the speed of cultivation has slowed down, and it has been highlighted from the peak of the false gods, requiring the accumulation of majestic divine power.

Judging from the current state of Xu Beiwang, he must also experience the nine layers of ancient gods.

"We still have to seize the opportunity, and we can't do it step by step."

Xu Beiwang said lightly, and soon put the doll under him into the crescent ring and left his planet.

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During this period of time, the reason for practicing in hiding was that he was too focused, he was simply a walking topic maker, and his body flow exploded.

If there is a hot search in Zhutian Wanyu, he will definitely dominate the list.

Killing seven ancient gods is enough fire, and the boss has to add fuel to the fire. In the beginning, the name Beiwang was so loud and messed up.

There are hundreds of millions of creatures in a star field, and the immortal world has hundreds of millions of star fields, and countless voices are paid attention to wherever they go, which is simply annoying.

After a year of cooling, Xu Beiwang passed by the Star Teleportation Palace, and could still hear the comments about him.

Just returned to the ancestral land.

A beautiful golden crow bird swooped down, its giant eyes blooming with golden light, and said in a tender voice:

"Prince Taichu, someone is waiting for you."

"Ok?"

Xu Beiwang frowned slightly, and immediately stood on its back, traversing millions of feet of fairy rain.

To be qualified to visit the ancestral land of the sun never set, that identity is definitely not simple, ordinary people, even if they are striving for the strongest, must stop at the Star Teleportation Palace.

On the towering palace above the clouds, a figure surrounded by magic mist stood quietly.

This is a woman with a strange appearance, her pupils are all black without white eyes, a mark on her forehead, there is a whirlpool sinking inside, half of the colorful divine light, and the other half of the gloomy black mist.

The nine maids trembled and couldn't breathe at all, feeling great pressure.

The top prince of the dark descendant clan, the forty-ninth in the aspiration list is not a devil, the ancient **** Nine Heavens peak, as long as you go to the emperor ladder, you will be the emperor.

There are also many legends about her, not only the embryo of the heavenly path, but also the body of an immortal demon, and her combat power is extremely terrifying.

She has never met the son, what is the purpose of this trip?

"Take tea."

A gentle and textured voice sounded from a million miles away, standing in a luxurious white robe with her hand on her back, calmly looking at the weird witch in front of her.

The maids quickly picked the freshest tea leaves and soaked two cups of misty tea with their bare hands.

"Please."

Xu Beiwang held the tea cup in his hand, sip it leisurely and calmly, sinking into contemplation.

Speaking of which, he also knows the dark clan better.

The evil demons in the Demon Caverns of Kyushu are not just the bloodlined dark descendants? They are considered defective products.

As for the dark descendants of the fairy world, it is the top power second only to the golden gods.

The tribe lives in the Demon Burial Abyss, an unknown sealed place.

Almost all of the top two hundred on the aspiration list are occupied by the Golden Protoss, and the witch in front of them can rank forty-nine. Doesn't this show the inner strength of the Darkborn from the side?

A moment of speechlessness, it does not mean that the devil speaks slowly:

"The clan found traces of underworld on the battlefield, so they sent me to give you a divine object."

Her voice was hoarse and dark, like rusty iron.

Xu Beiwang had no waves in his eyes and analyzed this sentence carefully.

The battlefield naturally refers to the place where he killed the seven ancient gods.

The immortal supreme energy restores the traces of the forbidden road ring, and the dark descendants also have the means to detect the underworld.

As for the fetish.

What is the gift for no reason?

"This is what the clan found in the long river of epochs."

It's not that the magic spoke lightly.

Immediately, a gray crock of five feet in circumference was suspended, and the power of endless destruction surged out.

Xu Beiwang's body humming vigorously at the acupuncture points, sensing a huge amount of underworld energy, his whole body seemed to be transformed into a pure land.

"reason."

At this moment, he showed extraordinary self-control and extremely calmness.

Be calm and calm.

It doesn't mean that the demon is slightly startled, as if he didn't expect the other party to be so calm, as if not at all tempted.

"Devil energy can't drive it, it's a waste product, it's better to give it to you."

Her tone was still suffocated and hoarse.

Xu Beiwang did not believe in such perfunctory remarks, and he would not accept it without clarifying the reason.

This isn't something you can earn when you get it. The opponent is the dark descendant clan, although it is far less than the sun set, but it will not easily kneel and lick the golden protoss.

It does not mean that the demon was silent for a moment, and said bluntly:

"Countless epochs ago, the dark descendants were just slanted tribes. When they were about to be destroyed by the long river of epochs, they were saved by a mysterious energy."

"Netherworld?" Xu Beiwang asked.

"That's right." It doesn't mean that the demon nodded lightly, and then calmly said:

"Although I don't know who the other party is, after countless epochs, I finally found another cultivator of Nether Qi."

"The only thing left at that time is this tripod crock. The elders of the UU Reading www.uukānshu.com clan negotiated and gave it to you, which is also considered a favor."

She spoke very candidly and did not conceal the least.

Rather than becoming a waste product, it is better to make friends with the bright arrogance of the sun that never sets. Furthermore, the dark descendants inherit the grace of the underworld qi practitioners.

Without saying a word, Xu Beiwang rolled the crock into the mustard seeds, and then smiled and said:

"Keep in mind."

It does not mean that the demon nodded, and the demon energy lingered for tens of thousands of miles, connecting the sky star field, and the figure turned into fog and disappeared.

Watching her leave, Xu Beiwang stepped into the depths of the palace.

Could the underworld cultivator before countless epochs be the person in the restricted area of ​​life?

The possibility is not low.

Having lived for so long, he is already living with the sky, so it can be inferred that he is at least the Taoist cultivation base.

"Where is the life restricted zone?"

Xu Beiwang muttered to himself, and immediately looked at the gray crock in his hand.

The smell was faintly similar to Mingqi, and he quickly took out the banner.

In an instant, a weird change occurred.

On the empty flag surface, a flower of the other side suddenly grew, followed by two, three, four...

Finally stayed at Jiuduo.

The extremely holy petals spread across the flag.

The gray awn of the earthen jar was dim, giving rise to a series of cracks, and then turned into powder and disappeared.

The last surging power entered the underworld space created by Xu Beiwang, and then filled every acupuncture point.

"The meditation has evolved again..."

Xu Beiwang can truly feel the changes in his body, and the key is Ming Qi.

A flower from the other shore can kill an ordinary ancient god.

With the nine flowers gathered together, can the bursting power of destruction kill the emperor, even the emperor?

The emperor may be difficult, but he can definitely compete with the emperor.

The false gods fighting the great emperor at the peak, it can be described as shocking and shocking forever.