A World Worth Protecting Chapter 1132: Brothers produce an exclusive land of good fortune!

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"I'm in a hurry!" As soon as Wang Baole rushed into the gray starry sky, his mood became agitated. He was anxious to rush to the brother, even he had completely understood at this moment that his previous judgment was correct.

Senior brother Chen Qing, deliberately let the news of the upcoming die of the Split Moon God Sovereign come out, both for fishing, and also to imply that he should come quickly.

"Brother, brother, when you hint next time, can you be more obvious, if it weren't for my cleverness, incomparable, this time I really can't react." Wang Baole feels happily after entering the gray starry sky. fast.

He felt that there was a peerless creation waiting for him, so he wanted to be faster, and he hurried to his brother to receive this big gift package.

"God emperor..." Wang Baole's eyes flashed, and he couldn't help licking his lips.

"Forgot to ask Master, how many Star Domain, how many Fixed Star, and how many Traveling Star are there in the body of a **** emperor... I think there must be a lot of them, maybe they are comparable to a small universe." When Wang Baole thinks of this, it gets even more excited. If you change to another person, you may only be able to absorb the rules of the Taoist rhyme after the death of the gods, so as to realize the opportunity.

But he is different. He is now practising astrology, which is the taboo cultivation method that can turn any star into his own star. Although practicing this skill will bring disasters, Wang Baole is not afraid.

"I suck, I swallow, I click!" The more Wang Baole thought about it, the more excited he became. He felt that this time, maybe he could be promoted to Star Domain all at once.

"It's a bit exaggerated...but a few small Realms in breakthrough shouldn't be a big problem." Wang Baole's eyes flashed, and as he galloped, he gradually approached from the edge of the gray starry sky.

It's just that this gray starry sky is too big. Even if it flies in a straight line at the current speed of Wang Baole, it may take a long time to enter the real core area.

So after flying for a period of time, Wang Baole's's mood calmed down, knowing that this matter was eager, otherwise, it would be easy for me to have other changes due to my eagerness.

"Take your time, anyway, there is a senior, there is a master, good luck can't run, and I can't die." Thinking of this, Wang Baole coughed, and he was completely relieved, and his spiritual consciousness also spread came around observation.

Actually, he flew this way and saw some of the differences here.

First of all, people.

There are a lot of cultivator here, and most of them look mysterious. In this gray starry sky, Wang Baole encountered a lot of them along the way. They all noticed each other from a distance. Hurry and search.

These people are Chosen from various clans, looking for good luck here.

"There are so many people, I'm afraid there are dozens of millions..." Wang Baole squinted and saw the 7-8 figure passing in the distance for a moment. Several of them noticed themselves slightly Pause, as if measuring, and then leave quickly.

Then came the feeling of rejection and repression. As we deepened into the gray starry sky, this feeling became stronger. In the Wang Baole's experience, if there is no other way to counteract this repression and rejection, then I will stay here for about five days at most. You have to go out and fix it.

Because there is not only rejection and suppression, but also... a strong breath of death. This breath will come along with the force of rejection and suppression, and will be forcibly integrated into the body of cultivator, eroding the soul and fleshly body. Once it grows Time is eroded, and there is no doubt that you will die!

It's just that... this breath of death, if you change to other people, it is true, even some mysterious family Sect, with restraint methods, can last longer, but it can't be completely offset.

Even the strength of the Never-Ending family is difficult to dominate here. It can be said that in the entire Never-Ending Dao Domain, the only and the only...the only ones who can enjoy themselves here are...Underworld Sect!

Because the rejection and suppression here comes from spell formation, but the strong breath of death contained in it comes from...Underworld Sect Heavenly Dao resurrected by Chen Qing!

So at a deep moment, when Wang Baole noticed that death Qi was filling his whole body, he blinked and his heart suddenly became alive. For him, death Qi here is not only harmless, but... there is a certain degree of gain. !

Even after he secretly absorbed some of it, cultivation base in his body became active, and in the eye Underworld Fire also transformed itself, as if cheering, making Wang Baole feel extremely comfortable all over the body.

"A good place!" Wang Baole was refreshed and was about to continue to absorb, but soon he changed to complexion and felt a strong crisis. He saw that in the gray starry sky, there were wisps of green tobacco, as if Between the illusion and the reality, it was originally just pervasive, seeming to be in confrontation with death Qi and cancel each other out.

But after Wang Baole absorbed the death Qi here, there were three or four strands of these cyan smoked tobacco, whizzing towards him, more fragmented spread, faintly threatening the soul, making Wang Baole immediately after detecting it. Backward, the look is also grim.

"These cyan threads... should be the cyan smoke that fell from the Never-Ending battleships. According to the master, this is part of...Never-Ending Heavenly Dao?"

"Why is it only hostile to me? Other Chosen that entered this place were also attacked by death Qi..." In Wang Baole retreat, observation had an answer in my heart, and everyone else was passively attacked, so Never-Ending Heavenly Dao I didn't care about it. To a certain extent, it should be considered to help and share.

But I am different here. I am not passively corroding, but actively absorbing. This may be the reason for the hostility of Never-Ending Heavenly Dao.

There is another reason. Wang Baole feels that it is also related to the practice of astrology.

Wang Baole has some headaches. After weighing it, he feels that if there are three or four strands, he can still fight it. If there is more, he is in danger.

"If you have the ability, give me thirty or fifty strands!" Wang Baole snorted, and chose to give up absorbing death Qi. This made the three or four chasing cyan threads dissipate. He watched the rich death Qi here. Once absorbed, he can improve his cultivation base, Underworld Fire is even formidable, but he can only watch, and he can't **** it with hearty laugh. This feeling makes him a little depressed.

"I have to think of a way..." When Wang Bao was meditating, he walked all the way and saw that in this gray starry sky, apart from people, other than the breath of Heavenly Dao, other strangeness.

That's... the whirlpool of large and small everywhere!

These whirlpools have attracted the attention of Wang Baole's. In most whirlpools, basically one or more cultivators are meditating. For others, there are cultivators of varying numbers competing with each other.

After a closer inspection, Wang Baole has light flashed in his eyes. He knows the origin of these vortices. There are both strong death Qi and broken rules of different strengths.

"The land of the strong die!" Wang Baole narrowed his eyes and murmured. He didn't know how many vortices there were in the gray starry sky, but he could also judge that these vortices should all belong to the God Emperor of Split Moon Subordinate!

Either he was beheaded by his senior, or he was killed by being attacked by death Qi here.

"Many Legions under the command of a **** emperor..." Wang Baole thought for a while, shaking his body, and quickly approached a small vortex with 7-8 bit cultivator fiercely competing with each other.

The speed is so fast, I approached in an instant, raised my right hand with a wave, and suddenly a strong rumbled erupted, like a storm fell around the 7-8 cultivator, causing the 7-8 and cultivator to tremble violently, each spits out blood, and their expressions were shocked. While looking at Wang Baole's, they all moved backwards quickly, afraid to stay.

Seeing that these people are so worry-free, Wang Baole didn't chase them down, but moved into this small whirlpool as soon as the body shook. After sitting down cross-legged, she tried to understand.

But at the moment he sat down, the insight had not yet begun. Intrinsic Scabbard, who hadn't moved in his body for a long time, suddenly trembled. In an instant, the broken rules and Taoism permeating the small vortex came straight to him. Melt into its body and get into the scabbard!

At this moment, the scabbard rays of light shined, as if it had eaten those broken rules.

“Yí?” Wang Baole was taken aback, just about to check it, but in the next moment his complexion changed suddenly, because the remaining rules and meanings in the whirlpool, after being absorbed by all the moments, the seems real was empty, attracting a large amount of death Qi around , If it is only death Qi, there are more cyan threads, all of which will follow.

There are a lot of them, maybe more than forty strands!