The Second Immortal Road

Han Ming sat cross-legged on the stone platform with his hands in the air, still keeping the pinch. He stared straight ahead, but there was nothing in his pupils, like a wooden puppet. .

However, this situation only lasted for a quarter of an hour before the change began. Han Ming's already very stiff body suddenly began to emit bursts of golden halo, surrounding him in circles, looking like a whole body. Glowing Buddha.

　　 At the same time, the rich golden spiritual power around it began to vibrate regularly, as if a huge heart was beating continuously, and the surrounding golden spiritual power was vomiting again and again.

　　 Another quarter of an hour, Han Ming's already golden skin suddenly began to show silver stripes, just like someone painted stripes on the golden Buddha statue with silver water.

These silver lines are like dexterous little snakes, constantly wandering on the surface of Han Ming's body, and the golden yellow on his body also begins to change, forming a striped road, which walks together with the silver lines. !

　　 At this time, Han Ming's appearance changed greatly. His hair became silvery white, as if it were made of sterling silver, but his eyes turned golden yellow, shining with a strange light.

　　 The large amount of golden spiritual power in the stone room seemed to be drawn by something at this time, like Wan flows into the sea, crazily drilled into Han Ming's body, ears, nose, eyes, etc., all being infused with continuous golden auras!

　　With the continuous instillation of the golden spiritual power, the golden and silver ray of Han Ming's whole body is even more intense. In the end, he is almost like a small sun, shining a piece of light on the entire stone room, but he can't see anything at all! .

As Han Ming continued to absorb the golden spirit power from the outside world, his body began to emit a series of very slight special fluctuations. This kind of fluctuation seemed to be impossible to detect by the spiritual sense, nor blocked by the magic circle, and kept rippling far away. It was far away and was not discovered by any monks.

　　 This wave of fluctuations slowly moved towards the outside. Some of the fluctuations passed along the stone chamber passage to the Wanjinling Cave, and then along the entrance of the Zhangxu cave, it has been spreading downward.

　　 At the bottom of the Ten Thousand Gold Spirit Cave is an extremely magnificent palace, there are thousands of them, but these palaces are all incomplete, it seems that there has been a big battle, and everything has been destroyed.

In the middle part of the temple complex, there are dozens of tall circular formations, but these circular formations are as dilapidated as those temples, almost none exist, and they can't be used at all.

　　 But just as the wave spread to this point, a streak of road on a certain incomplete magic circle trembled slightly, and the light flashed, sending the wave to an unknown place.

At the same time, I don’t know whether it’s millions of miles or tens of millions of miles away from the northern part of the continent. A wave of fluctuations trembles slightly, appearing on the circular altar somewhere, and spreading to the altar. A withered bone in the center.

　　 This altar is hundreds of feet wide, and the whole is gray-white. It is made of many "woods" of different lengths. However, if you look closely, you will find that it is not "wood" at all, but bones. And below the altar, at a glance, for hundreds of miles, there are layers of gray-white bones, piled in disorder.

There are still strands of black gas lingering on these bones. If Han Ming were here, he would immediately find that these black gases are very similar to the spirit of the spirit he extracted from the water of the Black Sea, but the spirit of the spirit here is. It is extremely pure, not comparable to what he has extracted.

　　 "Ka." There was a faint sound between the deadly silent world, as if a dead branch had been broken.

　　 The yellow bone that was enshrined on the altar at this moment actually slowly floated, and finally stopped in the air, and then stopped moving!

　　 After a few hours, the dry bone trembled slightly, but just this time, it made the black ghost spirit entangled on the thousands of dry bones madly condense.

The spirit of the spirits entangled on the dry bones, like small insects constantly squirming and fusing with each other, and finally formed a large black ball, and the black ball turned slightly to condense into one. Seven or eight-year-old children.

　　 This young boy has big fingers and a dark complexion. At first glance, he looks like a country boy. Although he has good features and some delicate features, he is not so handsome.

After the young child condensed and formed, his face was a little confused at first, and he was a little awake after thinking hard for a long time, but at this time his eyes were in chaos. Except for dead silence or dead silence, it did not look like a child can have eyes at all. It's like an old monster that has lived a long, long time.

　　 "How many years have you slept again? Oh, the meaning of existence!" The young boy shook his head slightly ~www.novelmt.com~The formation left by the third son of Tai Lun? They did it! "The young boy whispered to himself, and then took a shot in the air, and a burst of spiritual energy immediately converged, forming a compass-shaped object.

　　 The young child moved slightly towards the compass, and the compass began to spin around. At the same time, the young child pinched his fingers slightly, as if he was calculating something!

　　 "Five elements molten gold? Huh." The young boy shook his head without sorrow or joy, then waved his hand slightly, and the compass that was spinning round and round collapsed again.

　　 The young boy looked in a certain direction, and then slightly scratched towards the void. A dark circle suddenly formed in front of his arm, and at the same time a mysterious force was transmitted.

　　 There is no longer any special strangeness in the stone chamber where Han Ming is located. Almost ninety-nine percent of the golden spiritual power has been absorbed by him, and only strands of yellow spiritual energy are wandering in the stone chamber.

However, under the slight grasp of the young child on the altar thousands of miles away, the yellow spiritual power that was wandering around began to gather again, and finally formed a faint light under Han Ming's feet. Array.

　　 The light buzzed, one of the striped roads began to brighten, and then waves of spatial fluctuations began to appear.

　　 But just after the last pattern of the light array lit up, the faint light array seemed to be lacking in aura, it collapsed at once, and the spatial fluctuation disappeared without a trace.

"Golden aura has been used up? Forget it, it's not destined, if it's that seed, I'll see you soon!" The young boy shook his head and left the matter behind, his hand slightly With a wave, he suddenly collapsed, turning into a burst of black ghost spirit again, and the dead bone fell back to the white bone altar again.