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Chapter 104: Life Transfer

"Small world!"

Sanchi Jian looked at Chen Weiming with great surprise: "Can you create a small world? Not a sub-space?"

"Hmm?" Chen Pan looked puzzled: "Didn't you say you also created a small world? Why are you so surprised!"

"I'm not a small world!" Sanchi Jian shook his head and said, "It's just to stuff the Taoist pattern you know into a sub-space and let it evolve by itself. What's special is that after I shattered the Taoist pattern, I let it combine it by myself to create a new order, which is different from the Great Way of Heaven and Earth, but in the final analysis, it's still a problem: no life!"

"No matter how special a subspace is, as long as there is no life, it is still a subspace, not the world."

Sure enough, all rumors were false. Chen Weiming thought so in his heart, and Chen Pan laughed: "It's okay, it's okay, I finally have someone better than you."

Sanchi Jian didn't want to talk about this more than he said, so he hurriedly urged: "Go and take a look!"

Chen Weiming immediately opened an entrance, and Chen Pan asked the three-foot sword to walk in with the mark of ancient life, but he did not follow in.

In the small world, the Bull Demon King and Peng Demon King were practicing. Here, they really couldn't do anything, so they could only practice. After feeling that someone came in, they flew over.

"What a small world!"

He threw away the ancient life mark, and the Three-Foot Sword was extremely surprised. After glanced at the flowers and plants, he looked complicated. Then he went to the water to catch the water with plankton, and shook his head and sighed.

"I had thought that there would be something of order that would be born with me, and it would be fulfilled. I thought about creating a small world and confronting the big world, but you were in front of me. It was really..."

He shook his head speechlessly, and finally he could only curse: "Bastard!"

At this time, the Bull Demon King and the others had arrived. When they saw the three-foot sword that had evolved into various expressions, they were stunned. Then the Demon King Peng asked in surprise: "Is this one..."

Chen Weiming hurriedly introduced: "Tianyan Daozun!"

Seeing that Sanchi Jian was in a bad mood, it would be better to introduce it clearly so as not to cause trouble.

Tianyan Dao Zun... The Bull Demon Kings were shocked, as if they were struck by lightning, and immediately gave great gifts: "I have seen senior!"

The legend of eternal traits that the extremely Taoist man is the arrogant devil king, and he is respectful at this moment. In front of such a person, no one feels that he still has the capital to be arrogant.

"It's really life!"

The three-foot sword swept aside, swept several people aside, and said to Chen Weiming: "You have indeed made a lot of money, how can you do it?"

Such actions were very rude, but the Bull Demon King would not feel it. Instead, listen carefully, and what Tianyan Daozun could ask was definitely extraordinary.

"I used the Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation!" Chen Weiming immediately said that he had created a small world one by one.

After hearing this, Sanchi Jian's eyes lit up: "He can really think of such a method. I can try it! Then can you see the law?"

"No!" Chen Weiming shook his head: "I don't know where to start!"

"It's a trouble!" Sanchi Jian frowned slightly: "We can win the Battle of the Heavens, but if we can't solve the outsider, it will be troublesome. But among us, only Nuwa can touch the power of the law, and she is not good at fighting..."

Chen Weiming asked, "Can you go and discuss it with the Holy Lord again?"

Maybe facing the Three-Foot Sword, that guy can say more.

"No!" Sanchi Jian shook his head without hesitation: "No outsiders are not trustworthy. Who knows how true what he said? What if he could still invade the great way of heaven and earth? At that time, we will beat the outsiders and let him take advantage of loopholes, wouldn't it be ridiculous?"

That's true. Chen Weiming looked at the ancient life imprint and said, "You are the only one here!"

"It's easy!"

The three-foot sword waved casually, grabbed the mark of Ancient World's life in his hand, slapped it down, and slapped it directly. Then he grabbed Ancient World himself, and did the same, without giving him a chance to ask.

"See clearly, you should be able to learn!"

After a reminder, the Three-foot sword can easily organize order, turn into a life path pattern, evolve into a strange order, connecting the two. The left hand is connected to the left hand, the right hand is connected to the right hand, the head, the feet, and each body is corresponding.

Soon, he was wrapped in a handful of light, hanging in the air like a ball of light. Just as I saw several saints in the past, the power of life imprinted by the ancient world began to be transported to the ancient world himself little by little through the orderly pipelines.

"You seem to be faster than them!"

Chen Weiming said that they naturally refer to those most saints, and the teleportation speed of this life force is hundreds of times faster.

"Of course!" Sanqi Jian was not polite either: "If I talk about the power of time, at the same level, I may not be stronger than Tianyu. But if I talk about other forces, even if I practice the speed Taoist pattern, I can't catch up with me!"

"Go out first, Sansheng Island should be here!"

Chen Weiming nodded, opened the space passage, and the two walked out again. Sure enough, not long after, an island appeared outside the road of heavenly tribulation, floating in the air, with mysterious light shining.

A three-foot sword rolled up in a casual manner and landed on the island with Chen Weiming, and Chen Pan flew out again.

Chen Weiming hesitated for a moment and asked, "What is stored inside is memory. Will it suck you?"

He was used to Chen Pan's existence. If he disappeared, he would be very uncomfortable.

"It's okay to suck it!" Chen Pan laughed: "I'm just alone... but... you shouldn't have Pangu's tears back then, how did you get in?"

"What's this?" Sanchi Jian smiled slightly: "Borrowing the power of Qinglian, you can go anywhere!"

Qinglian... Chen Weiming's heart moved and suddenly realized that he had ignored something. He hurriedly asked, "Where is Li Qinglian?"

The man said he was protecting himself, but he didn't see it from beginning to end.

"Li Qinglian!" Sanchi Jian was stunned: "Is he here? I still have to find him. He will help me find my soul faster!"

Chen Pan had blue veins on his forehead: "That guy was afraid he was drunk and missed the matter, so he forgot here!"

Chen Weiming was also shocked. If this is true, if it weren't for the Sanqi sword here, this trip would be very bad. But then again, wouldn't he just know that the Sanqi sword is here, so he didn't come at all?

At this time, the Three-Foot Sword had reached outside the barrier, and looked around, frowned: "It's a bit troublesome without the power of Qinglian!"

While speaking, you have to crack it forcibly.

"No!" Chen Weiming shouted hurriedly, then took out Pangu's tears.

But seeing the mysterious light, a gap immediately appeared in the barrier, like a gate.
Chapter completed!
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