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Chapter 1223 Godhead

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    In the sky full of snow, Meng Qi sat cross-legged in front of the vicissitudes of the ice wall, with ancient lamps in his eyes, shooting out three-foot light, black and white endlessly, "illuminating" every ice crystal and how they are combined into one.  It was clearly drawn into the depths of the pupils, thrown into the wick, constantly analyzed, constantly reorganized, and constantly evolved. Gradually, one after another illusory rules became prominent, like glass or crystal, constantly flashing in Meng Qi's eyes.

    And on his lap lay a crystal clear purple electric long knife, holding the handle of the knife with both hands, stroked the blade, exploring the mystery of the structure, absorbing all kinds of information from the depths.

    In Meng Qi's slowly rippling heart sea, the mist became thicker and thicker, forming a gloom, highlighting a desolate ancient pool that seemed to be above the nine heavens. Inside, lightning turned into water, silver white, pure blue, gold, brilliant purple, black and white, etc.  They are all ready, they are well-defined, the deeper you go, the more majestic and terrifying each drop of thunder water is, the more trembling you will be, and the scene at the bottom of the pool, at Meng Qi's current level, even Juedao's complete memory is not enough.  I can't see it, I just feel it is blurry, thrilling, and it seems to be able to destroy the era.

    The "soil" and "stones" around the ancient pool are all extraordinary. Under the continuous beating and constant shock of thunder and water, they gradually faded from their original appearance and turned into spars of different colors, which are perfect for refining weapons.  The deeper the material, the higher the grade.

    Thunder water rippling, electric awns intertwined, every drop of "water" and every bolt of lightning are connected to different universes, bringing them electromagnetic rules, and the vague place at the bottom of the pool seems to form a mysterious and indescribable place.  A solid connection is part of it.

    The scene of "Ancient Thunder Pond" appeared in Meng Qi's heart following the information from Jue Dao, exuding a feeling of ancient mystery, mystery, wildness and antiquity, as if he could go back to the prehistoric era through it.

    Boom boom boom!

    The bottom of the Thunder Pool, which is covered by the pool water and cannot be "seen", seems to be pregnant with life, sending out powerful pulsations and ripples.

    Vaguely, Meng Qi and the ancient Lei Chi had a feeling of flesh and blood, as if it was a part of his body and his past.

    He was not surprised by this feeling. The Nine Heavens Thunder God was conceived from the ancient Thunder Pond, so he was naturally inextricably linked. There is no need to elaborate on his relationship with the Thunder God, but there are always some strange throbbing that cannot be explained clearly.  After the review, it was also difficult to figure out where it came from.

    Suppressing this throbbing, Meng Qi's mind was immersed in the scene of the ancient thunder pool, and then guided into the illusory rules of the ice wall in his eyes, referring to the reverse deduction.

    Lightning and sparks were constantly flashing, time passed quickly, and after an unknown amount of time, pieces of material suddenly flew out from the icicles, surrounded Meng Qi, landed from time to time, and landed in his hands.  A flame of red, blue, black, black, and four images.

    Amidst the crackling sound of refining, failures came again and again as promised. Meng Qi constantly corrected what he had realized and gained through such practice.

    Anyway, the children of the other family are heartbroken by the other family, and it is the treasure house of the Yuxu Palace sect.

    After hundreds of failures, Meng Qi's eyes suddenly opened, but the ancient lamp was gone, his eyes were dark, deep and difficult to understand, and the remaining materials all fell down, and dozens of strands of hair flew from each of the two corpses.

    One hair can cut the sun and the moon, one hair is a world!

    The flames rose, the four colors rolled, like boiling water, all the materials were melting, combining and recombining,

    After half an hour, the four colors suddenly disappeared, the snow light burst out, clearing the whole world, and the vicissitudes of the ice wall trembled slightly, making a low resonance sound, driving the Zhixu Mountain Zongmen to glow with splendor,  It attracted the surprised eyes of all peaks and valleys.

    Meng Qi's palm was spread out, and there was a clear ice crystal with thousands of sides.  It shows the sacred and unchanging rhythm, and contains the mysterious power to follow the truth.

    This is a godhead that contains the signs of ice, snow and punishment, and can last for two hours.

    After thinking for a while, Meng Qi smiled, and entered a series of messages into this godhead:

    "Title: God of Ice and Snow, Lord of Punishment."

    "Divine rank: 18 (powerful)."

    "Clerical domain: cold, blizzard, freezing, discipline, punishment."

    The godhead floated up and floated towards the ice wall. As the two got closer, the resonance became stronger and the humming sound became louder and louder.

    ? When the two sides were synchronized to a certain level, the godhood blurred and merged into the ice wall. After a slight vibration, everything returned to normal, as if this had never happened before, and it was still an eternal wall of nowhere.

    However, when MengWhen Qi approached the ice wall, the grains of crystals moved, and a road was created by itself, and the scene on the opposite side could be vaguely seen!

    This is the spy who breaks into the enemy's interior, this is the "back door"!

    With a flash of light, Meng Qi crossed the stopping wall in a few breaths.

    Outside the secret place, the middle-aged scribes in white robes stopped arguing with the old woman in black robes. They looked at the ancient bronze gate from the main hall of the sect, and saw the glow of ice and snow blooming like fireworks, bringing a strange scene.

    "Has he passed the second test?" The middle-aged scribe seemed to be asking himself.

    The old woman frowned and replied: "It's not much slower than you were at the beginning, and it took a few hours!"

    The middle-aged scribe turned his head and asked in a daze: "Has he really never learned how to make a body-shaped yellow scarf warrior or a godhead?"

    I don't know how many years I have studied hard!

    "Who knows?" The old woman spread her hands and said, "He is the cause of all effects. There are many ambiguities in our derivation, and we have reached the realm of legends, living at infinite heights, overlooking the world, and what we see will never be the same again.  It really makes sense.¡±

    The middle-aged scribe smiled bitterly: "I hope he has learned it before, or consulted someone who is good at it, so I will feel better"

    All eyes casted from all over Zhixu Mountain to the sect's secret place, and they couldn't imagine how people who were not from the sect could create godheads or sambhoshen warriors in a very short period of time, and the synchronization rate was high enough to pass through the wall of stop  degree!

    Even I and others can't do it!

    Yue Ziqing became more and more like a puppet, his every move perfectly conformed to the norms, but his eyes were as bright as fire, hot and crazy.

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    Meng Qi didn't know the reaction of the outside world, because the third test had already appeared before his eyes.

    Behind the ice wall is a half-section of the hall. Where the hall is disconnected, a long illusory river flows. It does not know where it came from, and where it will flow. It has never changed, and it has witnessed the joys and sorrows of generations.

    "Is this the river of time?" Meng Qi was stunned.

    Isn't it possible to truly manipulate the long river of time by landing on the other side?

    Why is it that the founder of the Xushan School can make the long river of time appear here as the third test?

    Looking with discerning eyes, the ancient lamp appeared, Meng Qi looked it over carefully, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

    This is not the long river of time in the real world, nor the real long river of time, but the forbidden method formed by the founder of the Zhixu Mountain School who combined the long river of time between the world and various arrangements.

    As a great supernatural being who opened up the world of Zhixu Mountain, although he is not yet able to manifest the Creation Brahma that was projected and manifested on the path of time, he is enough to control the long river of time here to a certain extent!

    When his spiritual consciousness penetrated into the current node, countless tributaries suddenly appeared in Meng Qi's mind, and there were certain things that must happen in each tributary, one of which was "I can't pass through this illusory long river"!

    The general trend has become, and the destiny is unchangeable!

    This is the third test!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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