Chapter 1237: Nine Turns of Void

"Whew!"

After a while, Tang Huan's mood gradually calmed down, and the "Tai Chi Spiritual Fire" lingering on the surface of his body quickly returned to the dantian, and at the end of Tang Huan's fingers, a small gray flame randomly appeared.

This flame is only the size of a walnut, but the breath that can overflow is extremely strong, and the characteristics of this breath are also extremely wonderful.

What it presents now is not the sharpness of gold, the business of wood, the femininity of water, the heat of fire and the richness of earth, but it seems to contain all these characteristics, in the chaotic gray flames, Tang Huan faintly felt the meaning of "the law of the Tao".

"The Law of the Tao ......"

Tang Huan muttered softly.

The massive amount of true fire firepower and twenty "Divine Fire Beads" have indeed made the "Taiji Spiritual Fire" undergo earth-shaking changes, and the flames containing the "Law of the Dao" have completely surpassed the scope of spiritual fire, and under normal circumstances, the probability of such flames appearing in thousands of worlds is very small.

"The flame already contains the 'Law of the Dao', and then comprehends the 'Law of the Dao' and condenses it into the 'Dao Baby', as long as you can find the right materials, even if you don't cross the tribulation and ascend to the sky, you can forge the Dao weapon!"

"It's only now that the peak of the eight turns of the void has been transformed, and it is not in a hurry to condense the 'Dao Baby', and when it comes to the peak of the nine turns of the void, it is not too late to try!"

Tang Huan's mind was spinning, and he retracted the flame at the end of his fingers.

In the "Tongtian Ancient Domain", he obtained a large number of ice crystals, thunder crystals, fire crystals, landscapes, and "Qiankun Dao Beads" that contained the power of the "Law of the Dao", as long as the time came, he could start condensing the "Dao Baby" at any time, but there was no need to try it now.

"Huh?"

Tang Huan made a decision in his heart, but in the next moment, he couldn't help but let out a low cry in surprise, and then, his eyebrows showed joy that was difficult to hide. When the "Tai Chi Spiritual Fire" stopped transforming, his cultivation had already stepped into the realm of the peak of the Eight Transformations of Void.

But now, he is a cultivator who has turned into nine transformations.

In the process of the complete transformation of the "Tai Chi Spiritual Fire", his cultivation also quietly broke through.

"Nine Turns ......"

Tang Huan had a smile on his face.

The cultivation of the Nine Turns of Void is truly standing at the pinnacle of the Great World of God Casting, and various means such as "Five Styles of God Casting", "Nine Yang Divine Furnace", "Tai Chi Spiritual Fire", "Ethereal Buddha Phase" and "God Casting Divine Crystal" give him a strength far beyond cultivation, and now, even if he encounters Duan Wuya and Nie Zhitong and other strong people who are condensing the "Dao Baby", he is sure to win the battle.

"The spiritual fire has completed its transformation, and its cultivation has also been transformed. ”

After a short while, Tang Huan muttered with a relaxed expression, "Next, just forge those Saint-rank divine weapons, and then you can leave the Heavenly Clan and return to the 'Pure Yang Sword Sect' in Yanzhou...... Well, I also need to take time to see Mu Yan, Yu Feiyan and Feng Ming. ”

"There are also the whereabouts of the master and the old fat man, and those puppets of various sects and sects need to increase their efforts to probe and search. ”

Thinking of this, Tang Huan's eyes showed a hint of solemnity.

It has been more than ten years since the "Lingxiao Ancient Road" was completed, since Xingmeng has already come to the Great World of God Casting, Master Ou Xie and Old Fat Man Ye Chongshan and others will be no exception, they are now very likely to be scattered all over the world, and they must be found as much as possible.

Tang Huan didn't want those tragic encounters to happen to them again.

After communicating with many puppets through the "Puppet Soul Seal" and understanding the current situation of the Great World of God Casting, Tang Huan cleaned up his mood and entered the cave space again......

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Phantom Sword Heavenly Mansion, Taixuan Palace.

"Buzz!"

Inside the hall, the trembling sound of agitation echoed.

Tang Huan is holding a purple longbow in his palm, the bow body has soft lines, one end is like a dragon's head, and the other end is like a dragon's tail.

"It's done!"

More than ten meters away on the opposite side, the sound of coquettish voices suddenly sounded, and Shan Shan blinked a pair of beautiful eyes, and her eyes were full of surprise when she looked at the purple longbow.

Beside Shanshan, Xingmeng's face was slightly pale, and his spirit was much better than at the beginning.

Catching a glimpse of Shanshan's expression, she couldn't help laughing.

After such a long period of recuperation, the injuries in Xingmeng's viscera have long been healed, but her Heavenly Clan bloodline, Tang Huan is a little helpless for the time being. After her bloodline was extracted, she had been fused by the "Ancestral Heavenly God Statue", and now she no longer has the bloodline of the Heavenly Clan.

It is also unlikely that it will extract the bloodlines of other Celestial Clan monks and fuse them with Xingmeng.

After all, Xingmeng is not an "Ancestral God Statue", for ordinary monks, it is almost impossible to succeed in fusing other people's bloodlines, and forcibly fusing them will definitely end in failure, because, in this world, there is no bloodline that can completely match their own bodies.

Without the bloodline of the Celestial Clan, it is completely impossible for Xingmeng to regain her previous strength, and in a few years, she may die of old age.

If there was really no way, Tang Huan could only persuade Xingmeng to give up his current body, and then find a Heavenly Clan monk to take it away. Of course, this is the last method, Xingmeng has been cultivating for hundreds of years, and no matter how good the body she has taken away, it is difficult to compare with her current body.

As for recovering his strength, Xingmeng himself is not too enthusiastic.

After quietly staying in this cave space for so many days, Xingmeng's state of mind is indeed becoming more and more peaceful. For her, it was already a blessing to be able to save her life by being designed by the Celestial Clan, taking away her bloodline, and encountering a catastrophe, how could she ask for anything else?

"Shanshan, fuse this 'Purple Blood Dragon Bow'!"

Tang Huan's right arm was slightly raised, and the purple longbow in his hand had already been thrown towards Shanshan.

Now it was the third day that Tang Huan had entered the cave space, and the remaining five pages of artifact maps had all turned into saint-level divine weapons in Tang Huan's palm.

A "Brahma God Thunder Sound Knife", Tang Huan himself left, and it has been fused with the "Absolute Sun Red Scale Sword". However, the form revealed by the divine weapon this time is the "Brahma God Thunder Sound Knife", not the "Absolute Sun Red Scale Sword", of course, this divine weapon can still transform into various weapon shapes.

The other three Saint-rank Divine Weapons were a sword, a sword and a halberd, which were just left for Mu Yan, Yu Feiyan and Feng Ming.

The "Purple Blood Dragon Bow" forged in the end was given to Shanshan.

Seeing Tang Huan throwing the divine soldier over, Shan Shan suddenly smiled, grabbed the bow body, and the slender white and tender jade finger hooked the red bowstring, and the true yuan in the body rolled, and the brilliant luminous light immediately bloomed from the bow body. After feeling it for a while, the blood from Shanshan's fingers continued to flow out, merging into the longbow......