"Hmph, the opportunistic guy is almost taking that step. It's really envious, jealous and hateful." The Holy Lord rolled his eyes.

Xuanyuan Nanxing sat cross-legged in the light, and was blessed with huge vows every moment.

It is hard to imagine that the vastness of the sea is about to disappear. If it were the eternal past, so many resentment could be saved, and at this moment, the leader could take another half step forward and challenge the Holy Court. As for a higher level, it was a god, not a human, and he could destroy the Holy Court.

All living beings die in the end of the world and die too miserably. Can they be free from resentment? These resentment has been experienced for a long time and has become increasingly powerful in the core area of ​​Yanboao. Although they only have a trace of blessings for their vows, they are extremely tenacious.

It is precisely with such deep wishes that Xuanyuan Nanxing quickly operates the Flying Stick Clan Law to repair mental damage.

There is no more effective medicine in the world than this. The spiritual healing technique increases its power by nearly 10,000 times in an explosive state, which means that it is equivalent to running it once, and there are no side effects.

At this moment, I was so happy that I was about to faint because the benefits I got were too great. Otherwise, why did Xuanyuan Nanxing be so generous, using the black and white millstone to wipe out the evil spirits, and one of the three divine lights that was differentiated was blessed, and he blessed the sentient beings in return without blinking.

The spiritual healing technique exploded ten thousand times, and in just a few minutes it was equivalent to several years of practice. The hidden dangers left by bitterness were first eliminated, followed by the pain that fell after entering the antimatter universe. Especially during the duel of the Divine Comedy, many gaps in the spirit created and all of them were restored to their original state.

Not only that, the spiritual power is restored to the original body, bringing great improvement to the original body. The spiritual sensing power continues to grow. Even without the help of the power of the divine ship, it can sense out one hundred meters, and then spread to two hundred meters, three hundred meters, kilometers, and ten thousand meters, and it is still continuing.

At this moment, the ocean of resentment is about to be completely destroyed. I feel that the spiritual power has risen up without any reason, breaking free from all constraints, as if I want to travel in the anti-matter universe.

With extraordinary advances, Xuanyuan Nanxing sighed leisurely: "It's a pity that this is the Black Sea. It's always suppressed by the laws of the end of the world. If I am outside the Black Sea, the achievements I have determined should be even more extraordinary."

The thought flashed and he immediately focused on the inside of the Zimobao mirror.

This top five magic weapon in the holy city has so many mysterious features, which was created by the lifelong efforts of Saint Zi Mo. It is precisely because Saint Zi Mo is too immersed in this mirror that others want to use it. There are so many difficulties that they must overcome many obstacles to achieve it.

The prayers and blessings of sentient beings not only repair mental damage, but also improve their spiritual power to the next level. They also use curses to break through the layers of difficulties set by the Saint of Zimo in the treasure mirror.

You know, this is not a half-baked application like a demon spirit, nor is it a force extracted by force suppression with the help of the divine ship and the silver flute of the Daqin clan. At the moment, there is only one last gap, and it can be like an arm to use the fingers to truly master this mirror, and Xuanyuan Nanxing is not serious.

"Senior Zi Mo, by chance, I will come here. The power of the treasure mirror is shaking the sky and earth, which is of great help to step out of the Black Sea. Please support me." Xuanyuan Nanxing said slowly on the spiritual level. A figure stood in front of him, like a mountain, like a sword, and was extremely tall.

"After life, when I cast this mirror, I calculated everything, but I couldn't count the treasure mirror one day that would fall into the hands of the visitors from the regular material universe. The positive and negative material universe repelled and attracted each other, and you can avoid the laws of time and space here. It's a pity that you can't help others' wedding clothes, and you can't help future generations. It's better to build a divine ship with a large tomb like those who died before the death of those saints. It should be much better than now." The saint sighed.

After sighing, his breath changed suddenly.

The upright figure in front of Xuanyuan Nanxing turned into purple thunder, turned into a plasma ocean, and rushed forward with all his might, and they were about to die together.

"Oh! Why are you doing this? If you cooperate with peace of mind, you can retain a breath and wait for the ability of future generations to retrieve this mirror. Such a fight has cut off the last trace of connection." Xuanyuan Nanxing conveyed his thoughts, and while the endless treasure light burst out from his body, spreading rapidly along the inner space of the treasure mirror, colliding with the purple thunder and the plasma ocean, as if the end of the world was over, all kinds of strange phenomena collapsed.

"Hmph, I have thought it through these years since I was suppressed. Instead of giving future generations a hope to find a treasure mirror, it is better to let them cut off their hopes and work hard on their own so as to make some achievements. If future generations come to the door, with your current state and the army of ghosts you organized, they will definitely be meat buns to beat dogs, and there will be no return." The breath left by the Saint Lord Zimo roared and then exploded.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

It is worthy of the Saint Lord. Even if there is only one breath left, it will burst out with a little peerless power. It took a lot of effort to calm it down.

Xuanyuan Nanxing nodded. It must be a reason to become a saint. Rather than saying that he died together, it should be said that he was "sending off".

"Thank you!" The voice resounded throughout the inner space of the Zimobao Mirror. The purple thunder was suppressed by infinite treasure lights. A new spiritual will was formed here and gradually condensed into a body. It looked just like Xuanyuan Nanxing, and the mind power of sentient beings was superimposed on the back to become wings.

"Is it automatic printing my breath? This is the beauty of the Holy Lord's weapon, waiting for a small clone. However, the treasure mirror cannot transduce the mind power of sentient beings, but automatically intercept it and take it for himself." Xuanyuan Nanxing felt silently and couldn't help but smile. He was finally able to completely control the Zimo Bao Mirror and could do a lot of things. As for the wish power of sentient beings trapped by the treasure mirror, he didn't take it seriously.

To be honest, with so many blessings of vows, there is a feeling that you are about to get out of control. Fortunately, it is carried with spiritual power. If it is carried directly with physical body, it may be blown into powder on the spot.

Faith is a spiritual force that can create miracles and make people lose themselves.

Who is Xuanyuan Nanxing? He has his own way to go and suddenly shouted: "The dark fluctuations from all living beings in the end of the world! If it is just used as a medium, it would be a pity. It would be better to create a holy weapon belonging to the Xiongshu Legion, which can ensure that my foundation will last forever."

"Boom..."

The divine ship trembled, and the divine light that differentiated from the evil spirits was quickly compatible with the black and white millstone.

It was a dark fluctuation belonging to Yanboao, but it was shot into the black and white millstone. The ghost kings were not aware of it. They only thought this move was stupid.

Evil thoughts are wiped out, leaving dark fluctuations. The thoughts of sentient beings who have been sent away also leave a trace of dark fluctuations. This is the mark of Yanboao. After finally breaking away from the mud, why can the black and white millstone be integrated into it? Isn’t this a cocoon?

Xuanyuan Nanxing let out a light breath, but did not explain, but continued to whisper: "The evil thoughts left a lot of cursive power. I have already rushed out of the Zimobao Mirror and have a huge reserve. Any member of my Xiongshu Legion can collect curses and forge war soldiers with the help of sentient beings. I believe that even if a person whose strength exceeds yours, he will not dare to get a knife casually, which can improve the army's combat ability."

"There is such a good thing?" The ghost kings immediately put the black and white millstone into Yanboao's dark fluctuations and hurried to Xuanyuan Nanxing, waiting in line to collect the weapons.

"Haha, I'll give each of you a voluntary power of sentient beings. I don't have time to accept it one by one." Xuanyuan Nanxing was unexpectedly generous, and his hand was sweeping the divine light and the voluntary power of sentient beings.

This curse power is the second divine light divided from the evil spirit. It has many wonderful uses and is so easy to spread out. It also gives the power of sentient beings, which surprised the Holy Lord, but he is thoughtful and seems to agree.

Xuanyuan Nanxing is a person who does great things. He knows very well that no matter how strong a person is, he is limited. Cultivating a group of strong people can exert ten or even a hundred times the power even if the level is worse. Moreover, this kind of award can better unite the fighting spirit, and it is not worth talking about working hard, at least there is more reasonable guarantee.

"The prayers of all beings, blessings for my thoughts, and gather them together." Xuanyuan Nanxing was extremely brave. He did not take the shortcut to become a saint, but forced himself to suppress his huge power of wishes. Like the aura of the purple mobao mirror, he stacked his power of wishes into the shape of a wing and converged behind him.

With a "boom", the willpower did not forcefully pour in, but responded to the order and a pair of golden wings were stacked behind Xuanyuan Nanxing.

After the first pair of wings is formed, the second pair is formed, followed by the third pair and the fourth pair. The speed will not slow down until the twelfth pair of wings are successfully condensed. However, it can continue to be superimposed, and the power of wish is extremely huge, as if it is vast and vast ocean.

Isn’t it an ordinary force to be able to become a saint in one step?

Xuanyuan Nanxing began to consolidate the twelve pairs of light wings. He only took so much of the vows of sentient beings. Even though he wanted to cross the limit and became a saint, he forced himself to suppress his thoughts. He decided to move forward along the path he had originally set. After all, his achievements were in the Federation, not the anti-matter universe.

Cast twelve pairs of light wings, you can play a despicable effect at critical moments.

At this moment, there was still a huge power of vows left. Xuanyuan Nanxing was not stingy and poured it on the Jiutou Phoenix. Imprints lit up inside and outside the divine ship, burning and carving in deep space.

"My God, boy Xuanyuan is crazy. He actually gave up the opportunity to become a saint and gave the great benefits to a garbage ship." The two old men hugged their heads and shouted, hurriedly ran to the adjutant and staff positions, used their authority to start taking over the huge vows, and changed the attributes of the divine ship in various ways according to their ideas to carry out ultra-limit optimization.

"Brother, you are so kind to me. We are for my brothers in this life, and we share the blessings together. If you are in trouble, I will help you take responsibility for it." Kudoli made a bold statement. In the years to come, he will do the same and embark on an extremely difficult road.

The King of Kings sighed and walked closer and asked, "Legislature Commander, why? Such a God-given opportunity is placed in front of you, and it is the achievement you deserve. Why miss the opportunity? You should know that you become a sanctified in Yanboao, and you can be suppressed by the Black Sea to minimize the suppression of the Black Sea. Even if you return to the positive material universe, you are still a quasi-saint-level figure."

"In your eyes, maybe I am stupid, but with the help of external support, even if I can take that most critical step, my future achievements will inevitably be narrow. I don't want to be a king in the ancient ghost country, let alone help me with the help of the last days of vows. And relax, what should be achieved will definitely be achieved, and what should be there will be." Perhaps because of the prayers of all living beings, Xuanyuan Nanxing gives people a sense of unpredictable and profoundness, and seems to have achieved some kind of achievements from it, but it is hidden and not revealed.

Only Xuanyuan Nanxing himself knows the true gains and losses. The resentment transformed by sentient beings in the end of the world has dissipated completely, the speed of the divine ship suddenly increased, and an ancient ruin appeared in front of him. (To be continued...)
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