However, thousands of words suddenly choked up.

She grabbed the black chicken tightly again, as if holding the last straw, and her hands couldn't stop trembling:

"You have a way!"

"You must have a way!"

"Daoqiongcang said, you have an apricot world, and the world is born, and the purple qi of Hongmeng will be born... not enough, not enough... not..."

The Moon Palace slave talked to himself, looking like a demon, and suddenly woke up and came back:

"Yes! Yes!"

"The way of life, you can, the mystery of your life..."

She stopped suddenly again.

Even if the way of life transcends the way, then shape the body again.

What the Eight Lords An lost is the immortal sword body. It is difficult for the sword intent to reunite. The most important thing is that the Great Dream Qianqiu traps Hua Changdeng and also traps the Eight Lords An Ling and Idea.

The body reshaped in the real world cannot connect with the spirit and intention of the dream world. These two are like the yang realm and the yin realm, and they will never be bounded.

"I thought of it!"

Before the Moon Palace slave gave up, he suddenly looked up, tears dripping, and he looked at the black chicken with a begging face: "...the holy plant of the baby."

In the apricot world, at the center of Shen Pesticide Garden, the Holy Plant of Diying suddenly shivered.

The black chicken was silent, Yu Zhiwen held Sister Yue’s cold hands and tried to soften her voice: “What’s wrong with the baby Shengzhu?”

"The sacred plant of the infant, the Taoist baby formed, may balance the dual power of reality and dreams, so that the eight masters can understand the spirit and temporarily store their minds."

"As long as you can save it for a short time..."

The Moon Palace slave is indeed worthy of being the successor of the former Saint Emperor.

There are no fewer ways to save people. The more critical the more calm the. At the end, I cleared the clouds and mist and saw the blue sky: "As long as there is time, we still have hope, and save the Eight Zun An back!"

In the apricot world, the sacred plant in the baby shook its head.

The eight masters know that the sword will open the mystery and dream will come out again. In the reality and dream world, they will separate the immortal sword body, spirit, and mind to it.

It can create a Taoist infant that balances the dual power of "reality" and "dream", as a new carrier for the eight masters to understand spiritual meanings.

The problem is that it has such ability to create babies.

Eight Zun An, can you still drive the third sword?

A normal method cannot save Bazunan, and it is also unrealistic to catch people from the long river of time.

The third realm of the Great Dream has long reached the height of the ancestor god. In the "dream" and "reality", we have found the balance of yin and yang, and are not under the path of the ten ancestors.

Therefore, even if the self lost inside and outside the dream world is lost, the spirit and mind trapped in the dream world is probably the one who has recovered it. There is only the mirror and moon in the dream, not the real person.

Naturally, Xu Xiaoshou, who is transcending the Tao of time, is also unable to turn the world back, unless he suddenly becomes transcends the Tao, and the "reality of Tao" also becomes transcends the Tao, and he is moving to the Tao that the eight masters know.

The black chicken chuckled, and Yu Zhiwen could only speak hard: "Sister Yue, it said, Daoying can't survive the eighth sword immortal..."

The Moon Palace slave's pupils suddenly dilated, without any focus, and his vision penetrated the black chicken:

"Yes, Xu Xiaoshou!"

"I know a secret method, just refine the ancestral tree..."

"In this way, you give me all the Holy Plants of the Infant, Dragon Apricot, and Nine Sacrifice Osmanthus. I have a way to save the Eight Zun An!"

...

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In the apricot world, dragons and apricots, infants, and nine sacrifices to osmanthus are all terrified.

The god who was not named after the name worshipped Liu was so scared that he almost shrank into the state of broken Liu. He only regretted that his current strength has recovered a little too well, so he hurriedly said:

"I can't save it!"

"Master Shou, this crazy woman's secret method, Liu Zhi, but with her ability, she cannot refine the ancestral tree for less than a thousand years, and..."

"Where am I going to refine it?" Xu Xiaoshou's spiritual energy transformed into the Shenshen Pesticide Garden, and the gods worshiped Liu and spoke in a dilemma.

The dragon apricot spirit burned at a glance, and rushed into the sky, and the dragon scales seemed to be about to explode:

"Xu Xiaoshou!"

"Xu Xiaoshou!!!"

"I have sweated and bleeding for the Xing Realm. I have been born and died for the Xing Realm. You and I have been slashing each other! You and I have been slashing each other! You forgot that Daoqiong came in at that time, who escorted you out to death?"

Xu Xiaoshou incarnated: "It's not a joke."

"Huh!" The spirit of Long Xing calmed down a little, "Just just kidding, I'm scared to death. Don't do this in the future... Wait? What did you say?"

Xu Xiaoshou stared at the god and worshiped Liu: "If you each have only one residual meaning, but I promise to repair you in the future. Can the energy squeezed out in the middle be refined into an eight perfect Taoist baby?"

"Ao!" The spirit of Long Xing rushed into the sky, and began to splatter fire into the four spaces, screaming.

"I... can't do it..." Jiu Jigui's spiritual body was so scared that his delicate body trembled, and he retreated step by step, "No..."

"Ah!" The baby holy tree also shocked the spirit, and its voice was like a little girl with a new mind, but the spirit body was quite mature.

God worships Willow without saying anything.

The three great ancestral trees all stared at it, and Xu Xiaoshou also stared at it.

"Yes." Gui Liu nodded.

The spirit of Long Xing rushed down with one hand, almost tearing the gods and worshiping willows, and the latter hurriedly added:

"My Shou also opened the mysterious sword and used the same Da Meng Qianqiu words..."

"It can be done." Xu Xiaoshou nodded.

Gui Liu's voice trembled, and he did not dare to look at the other three ancestral trees: "Su Ye is not good at 'the emptiness of dreams' and 'the truth of reality'. He also needs to be appointed as a god and ancestor, and forcibly balance the dual powers of reality and dreams."

"I have the Origin True Stele. I don't have to be a god and call it the ancestor. I can forcefully stabilize these two hedging powers."

Gui Liu took a deep breath: "Long Xing, Jiu Sheng Gui, can only be left with a residual consciousness, but after refining this way, the power of the infant creation will be exhausted and will definitely die."

The sage of the baby is so heartbroken that he is about to cry.

Gui Liu looked at the pale-faced baby spirit body. She had already died once.

The rabbit dies and the fox is sad, and works together in the apricot world. No matter how arrogant the god worships the willow, he is unwilling to see his companions in the ancestral tree, and ends up like this.

Xu Xiaoshou really did this, and he would accompany him once.

But next, we have to find another wise ruler and find another way to live. After all, there must be two, and no one can gamble on human nature.

Xu Xiaoshou was silent.

In fact, he was from the bottom of his heart and was unwilling to use this method of tearing down the east wall and repairing the west wall.

But even if the baby can survive, the Eight Lords can survive. In this perfect situation, he promises that the four great ancestral trees will be able to get more than ten times what they have paid for at this moment!

If you have a baby, you will die...

Even if I force myself to refine it, Bazun An is not that kind of person, and it is impossible for him to accept it...

This road is not open!

"There is another way, right?"

Xu Xiaoshou signaled Long Xing’s spirit to be at ease.

He can survive by sacrificing his left hand and protecting his right hand, he will never be able to do anything.

The god worships willow's eyes and looks at the Holy Spirit Continent, and the spiritual head shook slightly:

"There's no time..."

"It would take more than half a year to refine the ancestral god even if the master takes action..."

Xu Xiaoshou sighed, his mind turned back to the black chicken and looked at the battlefield.

Yes, Bazunan can't afford to wait, and "Hua Changdeng" will not give him a chance.

...

"roar!"

The northern region roared away again and the crazy beast roared.

Hua Zu's body disintegrated and his spiritual mind was disorganized. He was bound to die, accompanied by a long whistle, but three swords rushed out of the sky.

Body ghost! Spirit ghost! Mind ghost!

The three great sword ghosts of spiritual mind pierced into their bodies, spirits and spirits, and hit the life and death acupoints, releasing the light of reincarnation.

"Heaven! Earth! People!"

"The three talents return to their positions, and the undead reincarnation!"

With a loud bang, the shadow of the ghost ancestor who had been killed by the pillar woke up like a cycle of wisdom. After applying the operation, he was strongly taken back into the body of Huachangdeng.
To be continued...