My Virtual Kingdom of God

Qiyun Mountains.

In the main palace of the palace, Zheng Dong took out a crystal-clear gourd.

This gourd is a storage device, but the contents inside it are not ordinary.

One yuan of heavy water!

That's right, after more than ten years, the water line split has finally introduced the magical power of one yuan heavy water. All the gourds are filled with one yuan heavy water.

Opening the mouth of the gourd, under the control of Zheng Dong's mana, a dark liquid like black ink flowed out of the gourd.

This dark liquid seemed to be the size of a fist. Under the support of Zheng Dong's mana, it floated quietly in the air.

weight! Very heavy!

This is Zheng Dong's first feeling.

And, this yuan heavy water is actually eroding his mana!

Helpless, Zheng Dong could only collect one yuan of heavy water into the gourd.

"This heavy water is really overbearing. It can not only temper the physical body, the soul, but even the mana!"

What seemed to come to mind, Zheng Dong took out a third-order flying sword, which was a practice in his early years.

After thinking about it, he took out a drop of heavy water again and dropped it on the flying sword.

"laugh--!"

I saw, Fei Jian rustled by a yuan of heavy water.

"No, it's not corroding Feijian!"

Zheng Dong looked closely and found that the blade of Feijian just couldn't bear the weight of one yuan heavy water and was directly depressed by the one yuan heavy water pressure.

In the end, one yuan of heavy water directly penetrated the blade of the flying sword and dropped to the ground.

Zheng Dong quickly picked up this drop of heavy water and put it back into the gourd.

Immediately, he looked at the flying sword penetrated by the heavy water.

He found that the imprint of the spirit on the flying sword became almost untraceable, and his own sense of the flying sword became extremely weak.

"One yuan of heavy water can erode the mark of the soul ?!"

At this moment, Zheng Dong was completely shocked.

Originally, he thought that he had just obtained a treasure of tempered flesh and soul, but he did not expect that this treasure could erode the mark of the soul.

This is really good news!

Eroding the imprint of the soul and soul may not be of much use to others. Under the same level of circumstances, the Yuanyuan Shui wants to erode the immortal mark of the magic treasure.

After all, the magic weapon of others is not a dead thing. The master's mana lightly shakes, and a yuan of heavy water can be splashed away.

One dollar of heavy water is not terrible in fighting against the enemy.

But if this magic weapon is not controlled by the owner, the situation will be very different.

Kowloon fire hood!

Zheng Dong's assault on the Divine Fire Palace in Kowloon this time easily killed and killed a monk in the later period of robberies. He did not rely on magical powers, but the immortal weapon of the Jiuling Lidome.

He even suspected that even himself could not resist the power of this fairy.

Compared with the sword world of Wanjiantu, the nine Great Fire Worlds are not comparable in terms of power or perfect laws.

If he can really erase the mark of Zhu Di, who is on the hood of Jiulong Li, then he can use this fairyware at will.

Although limited by mana cultivation, even if he casts three thousand Dafa, reaching the middle mana of the robbery, he cannot exert one percent of the power of this fairy, but it is better than using it every time. Fearful, afraid of being discovered by Zhu Yi.

"Try it!"

Zheng Dong did it when he thought.

He first took out the Kowloon fire hood, then took out a ball of heavy water, and wrapped the golden Kowloon fire hood in it.

"laugh!!!"

This time, the sound of corrosion was more severe.

But compared with the third-order flying sword, the surface of Jiulong from the fire hood did not appear to be damaged in the slightest. Zheng Dong finally determined that the corrosive sound was only the sound that eroded the mark of the soul.

"not good!"

Zheng Dong suddenly exclaimed.

Compared to eroding the imprint of the soul on the Jiulong hood, a yuan of heavy water erodes Zheng Dong's mana faster.

In desperation, Zheng Dong had to collect one yuan of heavy water into the gourd.

"It seems that we must first create a fairy pond that can carry one yuan of heavy water!"

Originally, Zheng Dong planned to create a fairy pond, dedicated to carrying one yuan of heavy water, and he already got the name of the fairy pond.

Beg into Xianchi.

It means to temper the mortal body and to transform the immortal body.

When it comes to physical strength, Zheng Dong's waterline avatar is the strongest of the deities and five avatars.

It is needless to say that the fire line avatar has just been sacrifice, and it has not been cultivated.

The other four avatars and the deity are the same, and the strength of the physical body is almost the same, but after practicing in the Thunder Lake of the East Lake Dragon King, the strength of the physical body leaps and bounds, and it has actually become a half-immortal body! Open the gap with other avatars completely.

As a result, Zheng Dong's 3,000 Da Luofa were unbalanced.

When the Three Thousand Dafa Luofa is performing, he requires that the objects to be fused must maintain a small gap in cultivation, mana, physical body, and soul.

Otherwise, it will lead to a shorter cast time, while there is a risk of failure.

"However, although there are not as many materials required to build Huaxianchi as Leichi, they are not a small amount!"

Zheng Dong frowned.

Yes, he doesn't have that much advanced material right now.

You know, Lei Chi, a sacred place of tempered flesh and soul, can only be possessed by large spiritual forces in Chunshen Realm.

The ordinary Xianmen school has not even heard of it.

Zheng Dong's water line was split, and he spent more than a hundred years in the Chunshen realm. It was also the first time that he knew that there is also a tempered baby like Lei Chi.

And the materials needed to refine the Thunder Pond, let alone a small Yuanshen monk, even the Mahayana true immortal level daring to hope.

For the first time, Zheng Dong felt poor!

If you want to talk about low-level spiritual resources, there is everything in the flood, but let's talk about high-level spiritual materials, let alone the flood, Zheng Dong doesn't have much.

There are many high-level spiritual talents in the Chunshen world, but most of them are in the major practice forces.

In addition to their great strength, these large spiritual forces have a particularly deep background!

Either leaning on the Four Sea Dragon Palace or leaning on Xianting, which is what Zheng Dong can't afford.

The reason why he dared to attack the Jiulong Shenhuo Palace this time was mainly because the Jiulong Shenhuo Palace encountered an enemy and was abandoned by Zhu Xun, letting him find a hole.

Otherwise, with Zheng Dong's current strength ~ www.wuxiahere.com ~ even if Zhu Xun fails to take the shot, he dare not find trouble with the Kowloon Fire Palace, because even if he assembles the entire flood power, he may not be the opponent of the Kowloon Fire Palace .

"call!"

Thinking of this, Zheng Dong was eager to move.

Keep going, don't wave!

He secretly warned himself that this shot was already a very risky thing to seize "Binghuo Real Body".

Zheng Dong was sure that after this battle, Zhu Yan must have been suspicious, but the heavens were covered up, and he could not figure it out.

But it does not exclude ...

"Tianxian!"

Zheng Dong thought of the master of the fairy court in Chunshen Realm!

His upside-down imaginary glazed wall only cultivated to the third level and reached the level of mastery. Can he resist the calculation of the heavenly power, or two, especially if the master of this fairy court is proficient in the calculation ... ...