Chapter 139 Chaos Immortal Soil, Innate Divine Land...

Several people were strolling there.

Everywhere there are beautiful flowers and grasses, innate spiritual trees, lush and verdant, full of spiritual energy.

Chaos divine land.

The weather is extraordinary.

"The abbot's room is a world of its own."

“It’s really a Feng Shui treasure land!”

Zhen Yuanzi showed admiration on his face.

"That Fang Hu fairy, why don't you come out to greet us!"

Hongyun had a stern face and looked unhappy.

When they arrived at the abbot's room, the Fanghu fairy didn't say anything to come out to greet them.

He actually hid himself.

This is really unreasonable!

At this time.

A trembling voice came from the ground beneath everyone's feet:

"Forgive me, Immortal!"

"Forgive me, Immortal!"

"Xiaoxian is the spirit of the pot condensed from this chaotic immortal soil, but it has not been able to transform."

"I hope the Immortal will not blame me."

"Oh?"

Upon hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi immediately became interested.

Chaos fairyland.

It is the chaotic spiritual soil, naturally in harmony with the great way of earth.

If he could transform into a human form, he would definitely be a Chaos Demon God.

Unfortunately.

This dormitory is the spirit in the pot, condensed from the innate spirituality of the entire fairy island.

Just like the innate spirituality of Lingbao, the spirit in the treasure gave birth to the Lingbao gods.

But it is restricted by the laws of heaven and earth.

There is basically no possibility of transformation.

This Fanghu Fairy Island, although not an innate spiritual treasure.

But as the spirit of the world.

In a way, pot spirits are equivalent to planetary life.

It is very difficult to transform.

"how?"

"Could it be that Junior Brother is trying to enlighten it?"

Hongyun raised the corner of his mouth slightly and glanced at Zhen Yuanzi.

"Junior brother has exactly what he means!"

Zhen Yuanzi nodded slightly and sighed:
"I just don't know if it will succeed?"

The pot spirit heard the conversation between the two and became excited, with a trembling voice:

"Please help me, Immortal."

"Please help me, Immortal."

"If you can help me transform, I will be very grateful."

Fang Hu's immortal spirit begged again and again.

Zhen Yuanzi shook his head and said in a deep voice: "I will give it a try, but it may not succeed."

As he spoke, he waved his sleeves, and a majestic avenue of earth appeared, and he immediately shouted:
"Quickly mobilize the essence of the Chaos Immortal Soil and condense it here."

"Yes!"

Fang Hu Xianling responded quickly.

Then, he immediately activated the divine soil source power of the Chaos Fairy Island.

In front of everyone, a Taoist shadow condensed into a figure.

The innate spirituality of the pot spirit was also transferred to the Tao body.

"Please help, Immortal!"

Zhen Yuanzi nodded slightly, and summoned his magic treasure - the Book of Earth, to suppress it.

It maintains the aura of the chaotic fairy soil, condensed but not dispersed.

The real chaotic fairyland is too incredible.

In the ancient times, there is absolutely no possibility of transformation.

Once born, he will suffer a world-destroying catastrophe.

Such existence must be eradicated at its origin and adapt to the laws of the universe.

otherwise.

They will be regarded as the chaotic demon from outer space and be expelled.

Seeing Fang Hu's fairy spirit condense such a large ball of fairy soil essence.

Hongyun shook his head.

"Brother, is there anything wrong?" Zhen Yuanzi asked hurriedly.

Hong Yun chuckled lightly, his tone indifferent:

"As I expected, such a large mass of energy has taken shape."

"He is at least a top-level innate demon god."

"It's almost comparable to Pangu Sanqing."

When everyone heard this, they looked puzzled.

"For heels, isn't it better if they are higher?"

Hongyun curled his lips.

"The Three Pure Ones, they are the inheritors of Pangu's legacy."

"I have an innate fortune, which is extremely profound, and I am also blessed by the merits of creating the world."

"That's why it can transform."

"You are just a pot spirit, and you are restricted by the rules of heaven, so it is difficult for you to transform."

"The innate good fortune condensed in my body is not much..."

I want to transform into a top-level demon god.

It's simply courting death...

Everyone understood what Hong Yun meant. "Brother, are you saying that Hu Ling's transformation as a top-level demon god is likely to bring about divine punishment?"

Zhen Yuanzi's heart skipped a beat.

"It's not a possibility, it's a certainty."

Hongyun spoke in a flat tone.

But to everyone's ears, it was like thunder.

Several people were shocked.

"Sir...Sir, do you mean that I should cut off some of the origin?"

Fang Hu Immortal asked tremblingly.

Since he was born with intelligence, he has been wandering in this vast East China Sea for countless eons.

Naturally, he has also witnessed the horror of the power of heavenly punishment.

He thought to himself that he had no ability to resist divine punishment.

Hongyun glanced at Fanghu Xianling.

I have no idea of ​​my background...

You are just a Hu Ling.

First, there is no luck, and second, there is no merit.

And there is no protection from the great heaven and earth.

He actually wants to transform into a human form and be on par with the Three Pure Ones...

It's just fucking outrageous.

Those Chaos Demons who survived under Pangu's Divine Axe.

If you want to enter the prehistoric world to rebuild, you have to cut off your own roots.

Plus, it has already transformed.

There is no need to face the great catastrophe of transformation.

otherwise.

Most of the demons will suffer a punishment from heaven.

Thus, the soul is scattered.

"Thank you very much for the reminder!"

Fang Hu Xianling hurriedly thanked him.

Then, some of the original essence of the fairy soil dissipated.

Reached the level of a top-grade innate demon god.

"Sir, is it ok now?"

"not enough!"

Hong Yun's tone was firm and his voice was resolute.

Upon hearing this, the pot spirit silently dispersed some of its essence.

Reached the level of a mid-grade innate demon god.

"now what?"

Hu Ling asked cautiously.

"Not yet!"

Hongyun continued to shake his head.

Upon hearing this, Hu Ling felt like crying but had no tears.

It suspected that the immortal in front of it was deliberately retaliating.

But there is no evidence...

Moreover, it really doesn't dare to take the risk.

What if the Heavenly Dao really brings down a world-destroying punishment?

Its innate intelligence will be completely destroyed.

There is no possibility of recovery.

After a slight hesitation, Hu Ling had no choice but to follow Hong Yun's instructions.

Continue to dissipate your own essence bit by bit.

Until the root of the body reaches the level of a lower-grade innate demon god.

Only then was Hongyun called a halt.

At this time, Hu Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"fine……"

"Finally, we have saved the innate demon god's foothold."

If its origin continues to dissipate, it might give up on transforming.

Although the body of the Hu Ling cannot practice cultivation, it cannot attain the Great Dao.

But at least, he could control a piece of chaotic fairy island.

It is also difficult to encounter danger in the East China Sea.

but.

There are also advantages to changing shape.

At least, it won't be trapped in this pot anymore.

Use the innate Taoist body to comprehend the great Dao.

Wandering in the wilderness, free and easy.

There is no need to be so nervous and cautious anymore.

It is worried that someone will occupy the fairy island and completely wipe out its spiritual intelligence.

At this time.

Zhen Yuanzi waved his sleeves, and a powerful magical power swept out.

Completely sever the causal connection between Fanghu Immortal Spirit and Fangzhang Immortal Island.

From now on.

Don’t be a fairy in a pot.

He is no longer the master of this Fangzhang Immortal Island.

But he is one who is recognized by the ancient world - the innate demon god!
but.

All of this requires overcoming the transformation tribulation.

Only those who pass the test of heavenly calamity can be considered true native creatures of the ancient world.

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(End of this chapter)