Chapter 1130 The Holy Palace Fandom

"The dragon travels in the shallows, and the tiger falls on the sun. I wonder why I am also a sacred instrument made by the majestic Saint Mengmei. How could I fall into the hands of a small founder?" There is a lotus-shaped color the size of a thumbprint between Wu Qi's eyebrows. The light was rolling unsteadily, but this bit of colorful light was emitting the cry of a resentful woman in the palace: "It's even the founder who has just received the holy power, the little bird chick that has just hatched from the egg shell!"

The holy world was shattered, Juling was greatly damaged, and the Lanxi Palace was almost destroyed.

Although Ju Ling has the ability to gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but after the destruction of the holy world, he cannot extract much holy power from the aura of chaos. He didn't even have enough holy power to maintain his daily needs, let alone recover from his injuries while maintaining the stability of the Blue Wild Palace.

Wu Qi had met him this time, and after a while, Ju Ling might really have perished with Lan Xiangong.

That is to say, Wu Qi met him and injected a ray of holy power into him. Ju Ling, who was so hungry that his eyes were green, hesitated for a long time between the dignity of the sacred vessel and the life of the sacred vessel, and finally chose that his own life was more important. He absorbed Wu Qi's holy power, integrated it into the core of his own life, and transformed it into the original holy power he needed to repair his injuries and for Witte to survive. From then on, Wu Qi became his master.

After all, the sacred artifact is no different from ordinary creatures, that is, the appearance is a little different, but in fact, the spirit gathering is a living thing. Since it is a living creature, what matters is that if you have milk, you are a mother. Now that Wu Qi has the Holy Power, he is Ju Ling's nanny, and Ju Ling can only obey him obediently!

Hearing Ju Ling You's plaintive and plaintive complaints, Wu Qi impatiently scolded: "It's such nonsense, why don't you spit out all the holy power I gave you, and then find a cesspit and throw you in?"

Ju Ling immediately closed his mouth and shouted in the most enthusiastic and flattering voice: "Master, your brilliance is enough to illuminate the entire chaos. You are the Lord of Destiny, and you will definitely restore the glory of the Holy World! Give me more Let me use my holy power, these junk things taste too bad!"

The various Hongmeng treasures that Wu Qi had collected from Taoist and Buddha were all gathered near Ju Ling, except for a few pieces of protective clothing given to each of Princess Zhangle. Ju Ling is devouring the origins of these Hongmeng treasures and extracting all kinds of spiritual energy and substances he needs from them.

After all, the Hongmeng treasures were transformed from the projections left by those holy weapons when the holy world was destroyed, and Gathering Spirits could also get a lot of benefits from them. It’s just that how can you enjoy freeloading on something that you have worked so hard to refine? In the past two days, Ju Ling had not only complained that he was following a master who was not very powerful, but also begged Wu Qi to give him more pure holy power that did not require him to expend any effort.

Ju Ling's croaking was so noisy that Wu Qi really got a headache from him. He had no choice but to summon a piece of holy power and lost it to Ju Ling, who immediately received a torrent of flattery from Ju Ling. I have to say that "flattering" is also very popular in the holy world. The disciples of Lanxi Palace are even more so towards their ancestors. Ju Ling has stayed in Lanxi Palace for who knows how many years.

Learned countless kinds of flattery.

After all, it is a product of the holy world that is profound and profound. Ju Ling's flattery is close to the realm of Taoism, and it is much better than those flatterers in the Pangu world. Even if Wu Qi knew that he was flattering her, he was still flattered by the flattery, and all the bones in his body were lighter by several kilograms. He couldn't help but pour a few more holy powers into Ju Ling. Ju Ling's words really made people feel at ease.

Ju Ling happily flattered Wu Qi and at the same time used his spiritual consciousness to continuously please the two mistresses, Princess Zhang Le and Qi Xia. Qixia was just fine. Although her strength was considered extremely powerful in the Pangu world, Ju Ling didn't think she was that powerful. On the contrary, Princess Zhang Le's magical powers are vast, and she has already touched the edge of the 'holy way'. Ju Ling knows very well what attitude she should have towards a future strong man.

In particular, Princess Zhang Le and Qixia are both the wives of his current master. Even if they are weaker, Ju Ling has to do his best to please them.

With noisy sounds all the way, Wu Qi and his party had left the ruins of Lanxi Palace for more than half a year. Following Wu Qi's vague memories of his previous life, the group trudged through the chaos in search of traces of the Ancient Holy Palace. Since there is such a large area of ​​ruins left in the Lanxi Palace, how could the seven most powerful men in the Holy World not leave some powerful arrangements in the chaos?

Perhaps, they also left behind earth-shaking foreshadowing? Who knows?

This Ancient Holy Palace should be where the seven most powerful men and other saints retain certain information and certain items. Pangu also said that the Ancient Holy Palace had an extraordinary origin, and everything inside was unbelievable. Pangu even got a lot of benefits from it. Although Wu Qi had obtained a lot of information from Ju Ling, the Ancient Holy Palace must Went for a walk.

With Ju Ling by his side, many of Wu Qi's questions had answers. The process of the destruction of the Holy World back then, the methods of the thirteen World Breakers and various intelligence gathering spirits knew a lot. In particular, the majors in the Lanxi Palace lineage made Wu Qi happy. A set of 1,800 runes was taught to Wu Qi by Ju Ling. These days, Wu Qi was comprehending these complicated words under Ju Ling's guidance. of runes.

The runes of the Holy World are the core of all power in the Holy World.

To be precise, from another perspective, these runes in the Holy World are the 'genome' of all creatures in the Holy World. All creatures in the Holy World are composed of body and soul by these runes that communicate with natural matter and energy. Different runes are combined together to form countless races with different appearances, strength characteristics and even racial personalities. Therefore, these runes are equivalent to the genome of the creatures in the holy world. They are nothing more than different strengths and weaknesses of the runes and different combinations of runes.

If the Divine Seal Throne Wuqi can organically combine 1,800 runes, and add enough holy power, he can create the most powerful race in the Lanxi Palace lineage, the 'Lanxi'. It is a kind of powerful creature that looks like a giant lizard, but has huge wings on its back, and is covered with beautiful Taobao Women's Clothing Tmall Taobao Mall Taobao Women's Winter Jacket m blue feathers. It is a powerful creature that is good at driving the power of light.

But in terms of Ju Ling, with Wu Qi's current strength, even if he figured out all the secrets of these 1,800 runes and could integrate them organically, he would be able to create at most a blue wolf. Just a hair. After all, the Lanyu race is extremely powerful. Their newborn sons have the peak level of 'Mortal' strength. With a little effort, they can break through to the realm of creation. With the strength of Wuqi who has just climbed up to the threshold of creation, how can he be qualified? Create such a powerful creature?

Listening to Ju Ling's grumbling complaints all the way - maybe so many years of loneliness have made Ju Ling a little schizophrenic, in short he has become a complete chatterbox - searching hard in the chaos, Wu Qi and his party People finally came to a miserable green star in the chaos.

This miserable green star left a deep impression on the memory of old man Yuan Ling. The interior of this star was a giant emerald with a diameter of hundreds of millions of miles, and the outer layer was a layer of highly toxic juice that was 30 million miles thick. The high-temperature and highly toxic sap continuously sprayed around, forming this highly toxic star that even the Chaos Demon God dared not approach easily.

Wu Qi vaguely remembered that Old Yuan Ling was near this miserable green star, tracking the Seven Buddhas and Nine Paths and the others, bypassing several hidden energy tides, and then suddenly being teleported in front of the Ancient Holy Palace.

But the memory stopped abruptly here, because as soon as Old Yuanling appeared, he was beaten to pieces by hundreds of demon gods.

Looking around with emotion, Wu Qi said in a deep voice: "It should be nearby! With our current strength, we are sure to retreat after entering the Ancient Holy Palace! Gathering spirits, gathering spirits, Stop being lazy and help me with your knowledge!"

A clear cloud light emerged between Wu Qi's eyebrows. He looked around in the cloud light with a ghostly mind, clicked his lips and sighed: "There seems to be some shadow of prohibition. But it is specious! You know, Master What you are following is probably the palace left by the most powerful person. If the Divine Seal Throne is really the means of the most powerful person, with your and my vision and strength, it is impossible to find any clues."

Wu Qi sneered: "But you have to think about it, after the Holy World is destroyed, who can still have the strength of the strongest? If the seven saints from the Divine Seal Throne use all their means to cover up the Ancient Holy Palace, they will leave the Ancient Holy Palace behind Isn't his behavior just a joke? A pure grave? Or a memorial? Or is it reserved for those who break the boundaries?"

Ju Ling suddenly realized and laughed, and he said flatteringly: "I am no wiser than my master, how about giving me another piece of holy power? Oh, thank you master, your generosity is enough to compare with the largest light source in the holy world, the Light of the Holy Source. Well, Speaking of which, they will definitely leave some clues, and if there are dangerous restrictions on the Divine Seal Throne, they will only target boundary breakers and those who enter by mistake without overestimating their capabilities."

Wu Qi's consciousness and Ju Ling's consciousness merged into one, turning into invisible ripples that swept around.

Just on the side of the green star, a shadow like an archway faintly flashed. Wu Qi immediately took out a bottle of poison-proof elixir and distributed it to everyone. The group took the elixir one after another, and then He rushed into the thick poisonous juice of the poisonous star and rushed towards the direction of the shadow.

Unlike the time when he had to follow a group of people from the Seven Buddhas and Nine Paths to find traces of the Ancient Holy Palace, this time Wu Qi came here and directly discovered the existence of the entrance. Compared with his previous life, his strength is far different, far more powerful than his previous life.

After struggling for several days in the viscous green poison with great pressure, relying on the effectiveness of the elixir to expel the terrible poison, the group finally panted and arrived at the entrance sensed by Wu Qi's spiritual consciousness. forward.

But once he got there, Wu Qi's expression couldn't help but change. What appeared in front of everyone was not one archway, but nine identical archways. Nine archways with simple shapes were floating in front of him like mist, like the entrance to the netherworld.

Before Wu Qi could decide which entrance to enter, he heard a long roar in the distance. Everyone hurriedly looked at it and saw a giant 'centipede' that was several miles long and shaped like a giant dragon, driving countless people. Green poisonous smoke and poisonous fire rushed towards this side angrily.

This centipede with a dragon head and a scorpion tail and more than a hundred sharp poisonous claws is still hundreds of miles away from Wu Qi and his party. Everyone has already smelled a pungent stench. Wu Qi used precious materials from the Yuanling Netherland. The refined poison-proof elixir had expired, and Tu Xiaobai's face suddenly turned a miserable green.