Extraordinary Prehistoric

The millennium is fleeting.

On this day, in the Great Hall of the Great Wall, a powerful vitality suddenly rose to the sky, and that vitality was shining with aquamarine light, forming a beam of light, straight into the sky.

Luo Fan opened his eyes that had been closed for a thousand years, and two golden lights flashed, looking at the place where the light rushed, he already understood what was going on.

It turned out that the yellow turban warrior king had spent thousands of years to complete that heavy prohibition ritual! It turns all the energy of one's body into infinite vitality!

This beam of light is exactly the scene when this vital energy always bursts out.

The Emperor of the Yellow Turban suddenly opened his eyes, raised both hands, and roared.

Following his roar, the beam of light that communicated with heaven and earth suddenly closed in the sky, and in a blink of an eye, it had completely converged and was completely submerged in his body.

Luo Fan perceives it carefully, and already knows that the heart of the yellow-turbaned king of power has a lot of complicated restrictions. The prohibition is made up of tens of thousands of talisman seals, and there is a mysterious connection between every two talisman seals. The combination of tens of thousands of talisman seals is extremely complicated and mysterious.

In this talisman, there is a void that is not too big or small, with a radius of a thousand meters, empty and lonely, but nothing but a vacuum.

Under the heavy restriction of the heart, the Essence of Wood that frees inside the body of the Emperor of the Yellow Turban has been completely transformed into aquamarine vitality energy. The color seems to be similar to the Essence of Wood, but the nature is complete. changed.

After the emergence of these aquamarine vital energy, they flowed along the meridians of Emperor Lishi of the Yellow Turban, and were transformed, condensed, compressed, and condensed by the countless talisman seals wound on the meridians, becoming more and more pure, the more Coming more and more condensed.

Luo Fan gently waved his hand, and the yellow-turbaned king of the powerful was deterred by an invisible force, moved in the void, and came to him in an instant.

The Emperor of the Yellow Turban bowed when he saw Luo Fan, but did not speak.

The Emperor of the Yellow Turban has been refined to thirty-six levels of prohibition, and he can achieve the magic weapon in just one step. He already has some intelligence, some thoughts, and some feelings. Although he has no self-awareness, he can also be in a certain way. Being a creature, it is natural to accurately judge the situation and know when to speak and when not to speak.

Luo Fan's thoughts cut into the body of the yellow-turbaned king, and his mind moved, the yellow-turbaned king turned into a turquoise air current, rushed into his body, and then spread out loudly, sweeping every part and every cell of his whole body. .

It seemed that it was like adding a layer of membrane to every cell in every part of his body, no matter it was the meridians, blood vessels, internal organs, muscles, or bones... they couldn't get out of this membrane.

After sensing the ability of this layer of membrane, Luo Fan knew that this layer of membrane actually had no defensive ability.

Its function is more to repair after those parts of the body are injured.

"Sure enough, as I expected." Although his ability is single, Luo Fan is very satisfied.

All he needs is this kind of function...

It does not necessarily require super defensive capabilities to cross the robbery magic weapon.

The calamity is a process in which the energy in the body develops to a certain level, spurring a certain energy between the heavens and the earth, causing them to riot, causing them to attack the monks.

This process is actually a process of tempering the energy in the body and the body itself.

If you use magical weapons to defend against this attack and isolate this attack from your body, the calamity can indeed be easily overcome, but the energy in the body and the body itself will also lose an opportunity for tempering and exercise. It is a bit incomplete.

This is also the reason why Luo Fan can easily eliminate Hongjun's calamity, but instead he wants to sacrifice magic weapons for Hongjun to overcome the calamity.

Luo Fan felt the power of the yellow-turbaned king of power, and was very satisfied. With a move of his mind, the membrane covering every cell and part of his body suddenly charged, rushing out of the various orifice points of his body. Leaving his body, in a blink of an eye, he recondensed in front of him a yellow turban king of power!

The look is calm and indifferent.

...

Thousands of years have passed in the Little Thousand World, and the Primordial World is less than two years and nine months.

After more than two years of trekking, Hongjun was no longer fighting in the eight hundred-mile-wide river at this time—it was certain that he was faster than galloping horses.

Because the closer it is to Buzhou Mountain, the more complicated the terrain will be. Therefore, in the past two years or so, Hongjun's journey was not too long, and when calculated carefully, it was only 500,000 miles.

He didn't even run out of Luo Fan's perception range after using the Void Promise Palace to increase it.

At this time, Hongjun was standing on the top of a thousand-zhang mountain, looking at the undulating land and the magnificent mountains and mountains in front of him, and there was an infinite pride in his chest.

At this moment, he felt that he suddenly had a new understanding of Bu Zhoushan.

At the same time, an inexplicable confidence emerged from his heart and filled his heart.

At this time, Hongjun had a lot of dusty colors on his face. Although several years of trekking had been of great benefit to him, what was reflected in his external appearance was more obvious than his internal expression.

"If I hadn't met Master, how could I be where I am today?" Hongjun was excited.

Although he has been self-proclaimed energy for twelve years, he can feel that his mood has greatly improved, and he feels that the energy in his body has nearly doubled. If coupled with what he has learned these days, his strength can be increased by at least three times by using some of the application methods in "The Indomitable Secret Technique". This is Hongjun's confidence!

With this recognition, he naturally became more grateful to the master who arranged this trek. These days, whenever he finds his own progress, he has to be grateful to Master, which has almost become his habit.

Suddenly, a very strange feeling appeared in Hongjun's mind.

...This feeling is as if...a disaster is imminent!

"What's going on?" Hongjun was puzzled.

A pluralistic meeting will come, and he is practicing all the time, but this kind of weird feeling has never appeared. He who has no experience, naturally cannot imagine what is going on in his heart.

"A hundred days from now...what will happen after a hundred days..." Hongjun muttered in his heart, and after a little calculation, he understood when the catastrophe would come.

At this time, it happened to be the moment when Luo Fan released the Yellow Turban King of Power.

The Promise Boy carried out Luo Fan's instructions to guard Hongjun, and immediately transmitted Hongjun's change of mind to Luo Fan. Perceiving this change, Luo Fan's face did not show a faint smile.

"Enlightened it?"

With a move of his mind, the Void Wuji Palace made it easy for Hongjun to appear on top of his head.

Under the control of the Wuji Boy, the Void Wuji Palace has been suspended above Hongjun's head for more than two years, but it is invisible, so Hongjun cannot find it.

After the appearance of the Void Wuji Palace, Luo Fan's figure flashed, and the void moved, he had already left the small world. Leaving the Void Wuji Palace, floating in front of Hongjun, stepping on the void, the image is elegant and chic.

When Hongjun saw Luo Fan appear, he was surprised, and quickly bowed down: "See Master."

Luo Fan nodded, took a step forward, and stood on the ground in front of Hongjun. He raised his hand to make an empty support, and Hongjun was lifted up by an invisible force.

"You don't need to be polite. Hongjun disciple, can you feel puzzled because of the imminent disaster?" Luo Fan smiled slightly.

"That's the case, I ask the teacher to be a disciple." Hongjun did not doubt that Luo Fan knew what he thought, and directly bowed to ask for advice.

PS: Haha...the earliest addition...