Chapter 375 The Secret of Eternal Life!

"Hong Yi has now taken away my 'Tian Pillar Divine Stone' and hatched it into the fetus of human immortals, with explosive strength growth. Behind him there are four thunder tribulations and masters who live in the world with one thought. I now have the 'Tian Ming Horn Divine Armor', although it is like lightning, and it is an immortal body and no one can harm it, but it is probably not enough to deal with him and the masters behind him. I need to conquer some capable subordinates."

When the champion Hou landed on the top of the mountain behind the Chen Family Manor, his body was covered with black bone armor as deep as his pupils, attached to the skin of his body, as if he was an ancient demon god.

This "Tianming Horned Divine Armor" is protected from all over the body, without any flaws. Even in front of the two eyes, there is an extremely fine film, which is as bright as blood, emitting a faint light.

This is the "Tianming Corneal Cover" on the armor. It not only protects eyes, but also cannot shoot through the strong bow and powerful crossbow. Even the fire pill of Taoism, the fire light cannot be damaged. It also has the ability to penetrate rocks and dark objects, which is extremely magical.

How could the ancient divine armor be ordinary?

"Sky-bone spur!"

After the champion Hou sneered, he gently exerted his strength, and the armor on his body suddenly cracked and the bones sounded.

On his back, arms, legs, shoulders, sharp bone spurs grew out. The shape of the entire armor was even more ferocious.

Now, he is a truly demon god in a state of combat.

This look of bone spurs on the body, let alone using martial arts to deal with people, even if it hits directly, nothing can resist him.

"The Heavenly Mirror Horn Divine Armor is an invincible divine armor among the ancient gods' armor, which is almost comparable to the Emperor Tianshi Dragon Armor. Unfortunately, the Emperor Tianshi Dragon Armor is in the hands of Emperor Qian Yang Pan. If I get it, then the human immortal clone will wear it, even the Dream God Machine will not be my opponent. Unfortunately, the effort will be in vain..."

Champion Hou bit his teeth slightly, making a grinding sound, and then turned to calm: "I didn't expect that as my identity, experience, and know everything I knew, I was bullied by a little Hong Yi when I came here... It seems that the world is a mysterious place, and I can't take it lightly in the future. Han Yue... Han Yue... My woman will not be killed in vain. It has touched my woman, Hong Yi, I will repay you thousands of times......"

After venting his emotions in his heart, Champion Hou calmed down, whistled a long tone, and let out a long whistle.

The fierce roar suddenly spread throughout the manor at the foot of the mountain.

With this long whistle, the people below immediately alarmed.

However, there was no turmoil in the entire manor, and even the "warning bell" in the manor did not ring. It seemed that everything was in order.

"Well, it's Chenjiazhuang, who is the Painting Saint, who is well-trained and not panic." The champion Hou's eyes flashed and he saw that the light suddenly rose from the lower village. These lights were round and made a sizzling sound, which was shocking.

Then these brilliances condensed into a young man wearing a yellow robe and a purple gold crown, the orphan of the Great Zhou and the third prince.

After the prince's soul appeared on Wednesday, he looked at the champion Hou standing on the top of the mountain, with his bone spurs all over his body, a spear in his hand, a curved corner on his head, a blood-red eyes, and a faint light. The whole person was hideous and domineering. The waves of oppression were suffocating, and his face changed.

"Tianmang Horn Divine Armor! Shangmang Divine Spear!"

After his face changed, Prince Zhou San finally became knowledgeable and realized these two legendary artifacts.

"I am worthy of being the orphan of the Great Zhou Dynasty. I can actually recognize this gun. A armor came." The champion Hou nodded, and his bone spurs flashed all over his body: "I never thought that your orphan of the Great Zhou Dynasty was so powerful that he had cultivated to the realm of three thunder tribulations? Even the Peacock King, one of the eight great demons in the world, is at your level. It is said that sixty years ago, you did not even practice the ghost immortals, and it seems that there was a huge adventure."

"Who are you?"

The whole body of the champion Hou was wrapped in the "Tianmang Horn Divine Armor", and Prince Zhou San could not see any face clearly. Moreover, this divine armor contained the aura of the God of War, and no thought could be approached.

Kill those who approach!

The ancient god of war is majestic and cannot be offended.

"I am the one who masters the Panhuang Life Sword..." Champion Hou smiled slightly.

"You are the champion of Daqian! A generation of young military god." In a moment, the prince's face turned even more ugly.

"What is the champion of the Daqian? It's just a title of the royal family. I have mastered the first ancient artifact, Panhuang's Life Sword. I dominate the world. In the future, how can a small champion of the Dazhou be able to bind me? The Great Zhou has finished its energy and there is no room for further development. You should still surrender to me and let us work together to seek great cause."

Champion Hou pointed the prince with a gun and pointed it at the San Prince Zhou, and his words revealed a cold mood.

"I have known that you have great ambitions for the Champion Hou, and you have received the favor of Panhuang's Life Sword. However, the Daqian court seems to have concerns about you... Otherwise, Emperor Qian Yang Pan would not have given you the name Yang An. Yang An would have made you calmer and let you come here, so that you can feel at ease. Do you think Emperor Qian Yang Pan did not see through your true face? Yang Pan and Hong Xuanji are the most insidious and profound monarch and minister in the world, otherwise they would not have even been assassinated by Meng Shenji for years."

The prince looked at the champion Hou carefully on Wednesday, very alert.

The reputation of champion Hou has long been spread throughout the world and in every corner.

No one who masters the Panhuang Life Sword will not ignore it.

What's more, this person has the "Shangmang Divine Spear" and "Tianmang Knot Divine Armor" in his hands.

"Yang An... Yang An... How can a small name bind me?" The champion Hou smiled coldly and said, "Tell me, give you a stick of incense to consider, two roads, the first road is to defect to me, the second road is to die!"

"I have seen the domineering behavior of the Champion Hou. However, you are strong and there are people behind me... Champion Hou, and the general trend of the world you know is wrong. Do you think that Panhuang Life Sword chose you as your master because you were attached to the ancient Saint Emperor? Let me tell you, that's just your luck. The Ancient Saint Emperor has all turned into the world, hidden in the vast void, drifting constantly. The Panhuang Life Sword just happened to fall from the sky and happened to be picked up by you!"

The prince on Wednesday looked at the domineering behavior of champion Hou and was silent for a long time before speaking.

"Oh! So, are you unwilling to surrender to me? The person behind you is Taizu of the Great Zhou... Don't think I don't know, but he dare not come out! He is not sure about Panhuang Life Sword against me."

In the eyes of the champion Hou, he was in a bloody victory, and he seemed to be about to take action.

"Don't do it first, listen to me." The prince on Wednesday saw the appearance of the champion Hou and hurriedly said: "I will tell you the mystery of the world in the thousand."

"The world of the Middle Thousand World is just a world where sun, moon, stars, land, mountains, rivers, four seasons, and reproduction of creatures, just not as vast as the world of the Great Thousand World. Do you think I don't know? I know better than you. I have the gourd of the small thousand world, which is not something that people like you can fool."

Champion Hou sneered even more.

Whether it is a small world like the Creation Gourd or a huge world like the Qiankun Cloth Bag, there is only a stable space, and nothing else.

The worlds in the middle are different, including the illumination of the sun, moon and stars, as well as the land, mountains, rivers, four seasons, and even the reproduction of creatures. Compared with the small world of Qiankun cloth bag, it is tens of thousands of times larger and hundreds of thousands of times larger.

The only difference is that there is no thunder in the Mid Thousand Worlds.

In ancient mythology, many masters, such as Yuanyang Daozun, Xuantian Daozun, Panhuang, Yuanhuang, and First Emperor, all record that they could create the world. What they opened up was the world of the Middle Thousand, not the world of the Great Thousand.

"I also know that the ancient Holy Emperor and those Yang God masters have transformed into the Mid Thousand Worlds. Yang God masters can only live for tens of thousands of years at most. Over time, their souls will slowly decay. The ghost immortals of those who practice Taoism can only live for thousands of years at most. So there are almost no cultivators in the world that are three thousand years or five thousand years ago! Yang God masters must maintain immortality. After accumulating powerful strength, they can transform their physical thoughts into the Mid Thousand Worlds. Hiding in the vast void, so that they can maintain endless time without decay, and thus slowly accumulate strength and wait for resurrection again. Or transcend the other shore."

Champion Hou looked at Prince Zhou San, as if he was an idiot.

"How can the laws of the vast world be concealed by me?"

"I didn't expect that the Champion Hou was so powerful, and I knew so much." Prince Zhou San's body was shocked, and then calmed down again: "But Champion Hou, you practice martial arts. Even if you practice martial arts to the human immortal, you will only have a lifespan of more than 200 years. A ghost immortal who does not survive the thunder tribulation will have a lifespan of at least 500 years. After five hundred years, the soul will be slightly corrupted. As long as you have survived a thunder tribulation, your soul can last for a thousand years! After nine thunder tribulations, you can live for five thousand years! Not only is the corpse disintegration, the time is very long. With your mentality, I believe you won't care about immortality. There is only one way to live forever!"

"What's the solution!"

The champion Hou then became interested and slightly stopped the Shangmang magic gun.

"The first is that the martial arts break through to the realm of crushing the vacuum. Then the life span is equivalent to nine masters of thunder tribulation, and their souls are immortal for three to five thousand years. However......" Prince Zhou San smiled slightly, "Hehe, the Marquis is a martial arts practitioner. He won't know how difficult it is to crush the vacuum, I must also know."

"You said it well. I naturally know how difficult it is to smash the vacuum." Champion Hou nodded, and then became stern: "Say! What is another way!"

"There is another way, which is to find a master of Yang Shen, refine it, swallow it, and integrate it into yourself. Then you can immediately break through to the realm of human immortality, and give it a great life span, and at least a thousand years of life span. And there is hope for crushing the vacuum..."

The prince talked happily on Wednesday.

"You are kidding. Yang Shen is already a god. After breaking through all the shackles, can you get the idea? Even if you get it, you can refine it?"

The champion Hou had a great murderous intent on his body.

"That's not necessarily true." Seeing that the champion Hou was about to take action again, Prince Zhou San hurriedly said: "In order to escape the pursuit of the dream god machine, Taizu of the Great Zhou used the Huangji countercurrent** and once came into contact with a Zhongqian world. Moreover, the country's magical artifact that I had held for two hundred years in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and knew a lot of things. According to ancient classics, after those Yang Shen masters turned into the world, their consciousness fell completely asleep and could not wake up for hundreds of thousands of years. In each Zhongqian world, there were unconscious thoughts of Yang Shen masters who were left behind. After taking these thoughts, they could be dissolved with just a little refining, and then they could be contained in themselves, and their magic power was greatly improved! The body broke through the shackles."

"There is such a thing!" The champion Hou's heart moved.

He couldn't help but remained unmoved. He had never practiced the immortal path and had a life span of only more than two hundred years. This was an eternal thorn in his heart.

No one will dislike their longevity.

No strength or lethality is worth mentioning in the face of the long life. Only with life can there be everything.

"It's true. And I know that Emperor Qian Yang Pan and Hong Xuanji are all implementing a plan, and they also want to find a world of mid-thousands, and then break through the world barrier, and go there to find the idea of ​​Yang Shen that has not yet completely turned into a part of the world. If they are asked to take a step first.........hehe."

The prince coughed dryly on Wednesday.

"It is not an ordinary thing to find the world in the middle and break through the world barrier, otherwise there would be no such cheap thing in the world."

Champion Hou received the "Shangmang Magic Spear".

"Yes, it's very difficult, it's not much easier than thunder tribulation. That's why I want to cooperate with the Marquis. With the power of the Marquis Panhuang Life Sword, break the world barrier."

The prince said on Wednesday.

"Is that true?" The champion Hou's eyes moved slightly: "It seems that we have the possibility of cooperation, but you must obey some of my instructions now. This kind of cooperation is not a matter of one or two days. Come and help me and get rid of someone!"

"Take up who!" said the prince of Zhou San.

"Hong Yi!" The champion Hou smiled coldly: "But before this, I have to go to the Assassin's Hall first. Back then, I wanted to go into the Assassin's Hall and walk around and subdue the people of the Assassin's Alliance. However, I was set up a small trap by Xie Pianpian, the princess of the King of God. This woman caused me to suffer the first time, but I don't care. It's not a big deal to suffer a small loss in the hands of a woman. This time I go, I have to take her into the harem!"
Chapter completed!