I just proved the myth of Da Luo, you slaughtered my human race?

Quietly watching the essence of the things in front of him, Lu Chen's mind became more and more clear.

Not long after, a mysterious and mysterious breath erupted from his body, ignoring the erosion of time and the constraints of space.

That breath became more and more concentrated, and gradually formed a golden figure the size of a palm.

boom!
I saw the little golden man's body tremble, the surrounding time and space froze instantly, and thousands of rules all became invalid.

Seeing this scene, Lu Chen slightly opened his eyes.

He knew that this was a manifestation of eternity, called Da Luo Dao Guo!
"Has it finally come to this step?"

After the little golden man calmed down, Lu Chen smiled faintly.

Once a monk reaches the realm of the Da Luo Golden Immortal, he must compress the vast ocean of mana in his body day and night to form the Da Luo Dao Fruit.

Otherwise, the realm of cultivation will not make any progress in a lifetime.

And at the moment when the Dao fruit is successfully condensed, the monks will usher in the first turning point in life.

Just like Lu Chen at this moment, when the golden villain and his primordial spirit merged into one, the magic power in his body immediately took shape, and appeared three feet above his head in the form of Dao Fruit.

Next, is the turning point in his life that he will face, that is, the Dao fruit blossoms!

As we all know, how many grades of Daluo Daoguo blossoms indicates the potential of that monk and what kind of height he can achieve in the future.

In the current prehistoric world, this record has always been maintained by Hongjun's 12th rank of Blossoms, which has never been broken by anyone.

Immediately after that is Sanqing, all of which are the eleventh rank of Blossoms.

Afterwards, the first batch of innate creatures such as the Second Saint of the West, Nuwa, Zhenyuanzi, Kunpeng, etc., achieved the tenth rank of Blossoming.

For other ordinary monks, if they can achieve the seventh grade of flower blossom, they are already the top of the top, the best of the best.

The eighth and ninth ranks above the seventh rank are beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

As for the ranks below the seventh rank, there is no need to describe them further.

These people are all grassroots figures of the Great Luo Jinxian, and unless they have a heaven-defying opportunity, they will not be able to surpass the realm of the Da Luo Jinxian in this life.

To put it simply, the more varieties of dao fruits blooming, the greater the potential of a monk and the brighter the future.

"It is rumored that if you want to become a saint, the tenth rank of flower blossom is the foundation, and I don't know how far I can go!"

Lu Chen whispered.

Afterwards, he began to operate the "Mythology Cultivation Method", releasing his own Dao to his heart's content, and constantly ripening the Dao Fruit of Da Luo.

Time flies, and an hour passes quickly.

Bo~
With a soft sound, a full lotus flower appeared above Chen Lu's head.

"open!"

Lu Chen snorted suddenly, and the lotus immediately began to bloom.

One piece, two pieces, three pieces...

Under the flow of Taoism, the lotus flower bloomed piece by piece, and soon came the number of nine ranks.

"It seems a little difficult to reach the tenth rank."

Lu Chen closed his eyes.

Under the blessing of the innate gathering spirit formation, I saw him constantly inhaling and exhaling.

After breathing out and taking in, the spiritual energy of the world with a radius of hundreds of miles disappeared!

"not enough!"

Knowing that his own potential is definitely not like this, Chase Lu dare not relax in the slightest, and is still breathing non-stop.

Soon, thousands of miles, thousands of miles... all the aura of heaven and earth within a million miles was sucked into Lu Chen's belly!
At this moment, he opened his eyes, and the infinite light radiated endlessly, all of them rushed towards the lotus.

The tenth lotus petal, bloom!

Looking at the tenth-grade green lotus floating in the void, Lu Chen couldn't bring up a smile at all.

He ran into a tricky problem.

The tenth grade of flowers blooming is already the embodiment of the limit of mana.

If Qinglian wanted to continue to open up, she had to rely on her own other strengths.

However, he has no idea what exactly he needs to rely on.

"Only Hongjun Daozu and Sanqing sage exist above the tenth grade of Huakai. What's so special about them?"

During the trouble, Lu Chen's thoughts began to wander in the long river of time.

From the beginning of chaos to the prehistoric times of the later generations, he has watched everything in detail.

It was also at this time that he finally understood.

Sanqing was able to achieve the eleventh grade of flower blooming because their essence was the reincarnation of Pangu Yuanshen.

Like Pangu, Hongjun, who is a chaotic god and demon, also has a primordial spirit of the same level, so he can also achieve the eleventh rank of Blossom Blossom.

And the number of No. 12 grades is the only gap between Sanqing and Hongjun.

The body of chaos gods and demons!

"A primordial spirit and a physical body at the level of chaos?"

Lu Chen smiled.

The next moment, the golden villain flew out of his heart and plunged into Qinglian.

Sure enough, under the strength of the primordial spirit and physical body, Qinglian began to loosen again, opened two pieces in a row, and reached the number of 12th grade!
At this moment, the twelve lotus petals are condensed like starlight, swaying and radiant, exuding strands of mysterious, sacred and domineering aura.

"Is the twelve ranks of flowers really the limit?"

Suddenly, a question appeared in Chase Lu's mind.

Where is the limit of Daluo Daoguo's number of blooms, and has Hongjun reached the end of this road?

After thinking about it, Lu Chen made a bold move.

He will continue to bloom the lotus with a brand new power different from mana, primordial spirit, and physical body!
That brand-new power is precisely the luck of the six races gathered inside Ziwei Xingchen!
"I am the saint master of the six races, the power of luck, let me down!"

As Lu Chen's words fell, the mighty and rich purple air slowly fell, as if orderly.

Now, if there is a veteran Da Luo Jinxian here, seeing this situation, he will definitely take action to stop Lu Chen's words and deeds.

Why?

Because Da Luo Dao Fruit is too precious, and because Da Luo Dao Fruit is too fragile!

If you don't pay attention, Daluo Daoguo will be completely broken due to the imbalance of power and cannot be repaired.

At that time, let alone being promoted to a saint, even maintaining the stability of Da Luo Jinxian's realm, for a person whose Dao Fruit has collapsed, it is whimsical!

However, there is an old saying that also makes sense, that is, risks and opportunities coexist.

Lu Chen's move is tantamount to pushing himself into a sea of ​​swords and flames, stepping into an irreparable situation.

However, this does not mean that he has no chance of success.

If today's matter can be successful, he will break Hongjun's record and become the No.13 since the beginning of the prehistoric period when he blooms at the 1th rank!
"My luck, all come!"

A deep roar came from Lu Chen's mouth.

In the next breath, the purple qi that had flowed slowly and quickly left in an instant.

With the momentum of flying down three thousand feet, he mercilessly empowered the green lotus!

Rumble!
The terrifying sound of the avenue bursts out, and the majestic power of luck surges.

Under the divine power of the two, Qinglian finally went one step further!
A piece of lotus petals blooms, 13 ranks of flowers bloom!