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Three thousand cents away, Feng Zun, Yan Yifan and other four geniuses stood side by side in the sky and bid farewell to Xiao Ye.

"you guys"

Xiao Ye greeted him with a bitter smile.

Calculating the time, the selection of the congenital **** disciples of the Gala Forbidden Heaven has ended nearly two thousand years. These four geniuses are indeed leaving, wanting to see you again, and I don't know when.

Over the years, these four geniuses have helped him a lot, and they have forged not-so-shallow friendships with each other.

"Haha, Brother Xiao, don't worry, you are also disciples of innate gods and spirits, we definitely have a day to see you again."

Yan Yifan laughed.

His inherited bloodline rank reached the seven-star level, and rejected the Taoist incense given by Xiao Ye.

Stopping in the Great Qin Divine Kingdom these years, I will soon reach the Tao Realm.

"Xiao Ye!"

At this moment, the expression on Feng Zun's face became serious.

"Now, you are indeed quite powerful in the Galo forbidden sky, and there are a group of strong people gathered around you."

"But you didn't have ambitions skyrocketing, and ran to create the Kingdom of God. This is right, because it will only disperse your energy and waste your time."

"The chaotic world is too big, there are five big forbidden days, seven small forbidden days, Galo small forbidden days can only be regarded as the weakest, compete for power here, how much can be achieved in the future?"

"In the future, I hope you will maintain your original intention and not lose your mind because of small things."

Feng Zun said seriously.

"I understand." Xiao Ye nodded and heard Feng Zun's kindness.

These four geniuses have indelible arrogance, and they have a different view of the war of the kingdom of Gods.

"Okay, there will be a date."

Feng Zun smiled suddenly, gave Xiao Ye a fist, turned and rushed out of the Great Qin Divine Kingdom.

"Farewell!"

Yan Yifan and the other two geniuses successively departed from Xiao Ye after saying goodbye to Xiao Ye.

"gone."

"all gone"

After Xiao Ye watched it for a long time, he returned to the Three Thousandths of Cities, and his god-level will was released, and a smile appeared on his face.

After looting the treasury of the real kingdom of God, some of the resources were also transferred to Xiaoqianfen City by Xiao Ye.

Now that the Three Thousand-Minute City is full of vitality, and the strong groups are gathered, his close relatives have been properly arranged. There is no shortage of Shenbao, and there are many rivers of chaotic heavenly power.

Su Nan and Zi Yue sacrificed their brothers and sisters, and also received the Taoist incense from Xiao Ye. The Taoism of the Shendi is expected to have a great chance of breaking through to the Taoist realm.

"But Xiaobai, the Four Emperors of the True Spirit, the Nangong Xingyu, Xuan Xiao, and the Emperor of the Heavenly Silkworm..." At this point, Xiao Ye frowned.

Not to mention Bingya, Xiao Nian and others.

Only those old people, under the accumulation of countless treasures, at most break through to the heavenly realm.

This is already the end of their **** order.

Tao God Realm is the only thing that inherits the lineage of the soul and has the opportunity to step in. Otherwise, no amount of Divine Incense is useless.

"Boy, do you feel sorry?"

"There are indeed treasures in the group of innate gods, which can make up for the regret of the lack of blood."

"Just by the standards set by the master, it is estimated that this life will not be recognized by me."

"How can it be so easy to become a disciple of the ancient gods." At this moment, a confusing and seemingly ruthless word came to Xiao Ye, slightly surprised.

This is the voice of the **** slave Abe.

After slaying the real god, the other party followed him like a shadow, and now he is actively speaking.

However, it is a pity that the next time Xiao Ye is allowed to flank and sideways, the other party refuses to disclose more.

But for the recognized standard, this condor responded with three words.

You can not!

"I don't believe this evil!"

Xiao Ye fisted, rushed into a palace in Sanqianfen, and sat cross-legged.

Wow!

Xiao Ye's will of the Divine Order suddenly rushed towards his divine personality, washing away the mark on the divine personality.

This process did not last long, and with a click, the mark was broken.

In an instant, there was a lot of Ruiguang, a resonance of heaven and earth, a grand chanting sound resounded, the scene in this palace changed greatly, and in a flash, 108 vines grew, lush, exuding The magical power brings up the horrible magical power and is rising.

"Since Master has passed on such a huge amount of magical power, it must have made me feel."

Xiao Ye is no stranger to such scenes.

"The imprint on this vine appears to deprive the avenue..."

He has a clear eye, chooses a vine, and uses the power of faith to concentrate on the brand on it. He wants to split up and understand according to the previous method.

However, he still underestimated this magical power.

Even if it is split into 108 parts, its volume is still huge. At the speed of his deduction of supernatural powers, he still feels overloaded.

And the consumption of the divine order's will is too exaggerated, it can be called squeezed, and it has been completely consumed within only one hundred interest time.

"It's hard!"

Xiao Ye only felt dizzy, his eyes darkened, and his body was sore for a while, as if after a fierce fight.

Even Xiao Yeming felt that this overloaded deduction had a great loss on his own bloodline.

This is also normal.

Dao Shentong and Tianshentong are different. Unless they have divine power, they also need to integrate their own avenues of understanding in order to exert their power.

After he silently recovered from the loss for a long time, this mark was broken again for deduction.

Repeatedly failed!

Try again and again!

Time flies, and five hundred years later, Xiao Ye has never been discouraged.

The Great Qin Divine Kingdom has begun to gradually radiate new vitality. Xiao Ye has performed countless times, but still has not much clue.

But he also had a windfall.

Countless times squandered the will of the Divine Order, and then restored it to make it run out longer and longer, the limit was expanded, surging and surging, the degree of strength has increased by at least several percent.

boom!

In the palace, after insisting for five hundred breaths, Xiao Ye once again exhausted the will of the divine order. He paled and collapsed on the ground, and he was covered with cold sweat.

After recovering from the loss this time, Xiao Ye did not rush to realize, but sat up cross-legged, the blood of the gods swelled, the breath of blood spread, and his left hand was suddenly filled with the breath of deprivation, lingering around the silk of the road.

This is the wire that strips the road.

Compared to the past, it has grown to twelve.

At this moment, Xiao Ye's expression became extremely strange.

During these five hundred years, he deduced the magical powers passed down by Che Yuanhou countless times, but his understanding of the deprivation of the Dao has made great progress.

The whole process is extremely natural, as if it were natural.

"In the process of deducing this magical power, I feel that my bloodline has also been mobilized."

"Every time the rehearsal is like using the bloodline and the opponent to fight." Xiao Ye carefully reviewed these five hundred years of rehearsal, and there was a trace of enlightenment in his heart.

"Don't Master mean..." Suddenly, a leaf of electricity flashed across Xiao Ye's mind, his face excited.

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