In order to develop a vast world like the Holy Continent, it would take at least nine Summoning Dragons, right?

He has already collected dragon apricots, willow fragments, ancient bodhi wood fragments, and blood tree fragments.

These are unlikely to appear in God's Ruins.

For the rest, the Nine Sacrificial Osmanthus is in the Guizhe Holy Mountain, the Great Sophora japonica is in the Ming Ming Emperor Realm, and the Sisana is in Dongshan, the most famous burial mound of the sword.

"That can only be the Tree of the Firmament, or the Holy Tree of Infantbirth!"

The tree of the sky can give birth to heavenly fire, and it can raise an Ancestor Jinzhao at the level of a Holy Emperor. Its power can be imagined.

Diying Sacred Plant...Xu Xiaoshou squinted his eyes.

What the hell?

I only remember one name?

The picture in his mind gradually solidified and became slightly visible again, and Xu Xiaoshou hurriedly focused back.

The God War is over.

Faintly, only one island can be seen now - the ruins of God!

It is like a void island, located in boundless chaos.

But Void Island can still return to the mainland. The chaos where the God's Relics have taken root does not look like a fragment of time and space, but seems to be independent from the Holy God Continent...

The only connection I have is that I might be picked up and taken away after calling out "Ran Ming"!

The Relics of God, or the Island of God, does not look big. Like the "Thirty-Three Heavens" we have seen before, it is divided into three levels, upper and lower, and becomes smaller as you go up like a pyramid.

"It's the fragment of the Triangular Heaven Realm!"

Xu Xiaoshou was thoughtful, feeling that the ruins of the gods still imitated the structure of the thirty-third heaven suspected of the "god realm".

But, does the relic of God constructed in this way have any special purpose?

Soon, the voice of Priest Slayer Ranming appeared in his mind.

Still empty, still nihilistic, still ethereal, it doesn't sound like a real person. It should be the voice of inheritance that was embodied in thoughts at the time when this backup was left behind:

"The relics of the gods are formed from the triangles of the divine realm. They are called the first heaven, the eighteenth heaven, and the thirty-third heaven..."

"The relics of God have forged thousands of great avenues, ascended to the sky through reincarnation, countless treasures, perfect connections, all good things, and all evils..."

This time, Priest Killer's voice was very clear and his meaning was very straightforward.

Xu Xiaoshou listened attentively, and Ran Ming was just trying to reflect how strong he was and how many treasures he had in the God's Relics.

But soon, it will no longer be yours... Xu Xiaoshou thought to himself, and after listening for a long time, he heard the final key:

"Anyone who wants to pass on the inheritance must clearly identify me, transcend the Tao, ascend to the third realm, and see the true name."

"Second, gather the destiny stars of the gods and number eighteen to inherit the destiny of the ancestors."

"The last one, the list of ancestors and gods, everyone has something to gain."

At this point, forcing Lai Lai to end, all the images in my mind were shattered and turned into a solemn and sacred shadow of God.

Can't see anything clearly.

Not even his face, not even his facial features.

Xu Xiaoshou felt that this was the human form, this was Ranming, and this was the realm of the ancestral gods!

He was clearly looking at himself and asking himself: Do you understand?

"Can we communicate?"

Xu Xiaoshou was determined to be evil and gave it a try. He was afraid that the god would not understand his poor expression in ancient Chinese, so he thought carefully and said:

"Are you kind?"

"Do you want to say something?"

"Do you want to eat?"

He doesn't want to listen, he wants to chat with Ran Ming, he wants a dialogue!

In my mind, the remnants of the "Shadow of God" on the opposite side are still there, and I don't know if I heard myself speaking.

Xu Xiaoshou couldn't control that much anymore, so he tried all kinds of methods, including the Jiji general method:

"The Heavenly Ancestor has not fallen yet, so you can talk to me. Are you dead? There is only such an afterimage left? It's so troubling..."

There was no response, so I could only change my words:

"I speak to the Heavenly Ancestor, the Sword God is born in my heart, I have attained the Tao of the Dragon Ancestor, and I have fought against evil gods. I have been able to touch the power of the Holy and Demonic Ones, and I have gained half of the mysteries of the way of life and death. Give me a chance, let's talk?"

Xu Xiaoshou was involved in everything he could, and he felt that that was all Ran Ming knew, not much.

Suddenly, Xu Xiaoshou thought of something.

"Can you recognize the hatred I have in my spare time?"

He even revealed his only connection among the ten ancestors, but he just didn't know if this connection was real...

The slaying priest Ran Ming still made no move.

Unfortunately, it seems that He is really just a puppet.

The strange thing is that if you don’t count the time Xu Xiaoshou talked to himself, the scene of dyeing tea should have gradually faded away after everything was said. This has stayed in Xu Xiaoshou’s mind for a long time!

Maybe, He really listened?

Disdain to respond?

Xu Xiaoshou thought again about the situation when he took the Eight Deities with him to meet the Heavenly Ancestor... It is true that gods disdain to talk to ants. For example, it is impossible for him to respond to the ants' questions without any reason now.

Unless this ant is very arrogant and has the power to kill gods!

Xu Xiaoshou imitated himself at that time, looked proud, and shouted coldly:

"There is no genius like me in EMI. It will be hard to come up with another great person in a thousand years. I will count to three. If you don't come out to meet me, you will have no chance."

"three!"

The words just fell.

The lingering traces of dyeing tea disappeared.

"Well……"

Xu Xiaoshou was embarrassed on the spot.

Fortunately, there are no outsiders...

No, the process is like this. Why is the result wrong? Are you looking down on me?

Xu Xiaoshou remembered that Ran Ming and Tianzu seemed to be good friends?

The "Best Fate" Broken Shield given by the Heavenly Ancestor is in the Ranming Ruins, waiting to help the Holy Slave!

"That's weird, I must have heard it..."

"I have a problem? I'm sure there's no problem! That means there's something wrong with Dyeing Ming..."

The clarity gradually returned to his eyes, and he could already see the surrounding environment. Xu Xiaoshou rubbed his chin, frowned and thought hard, his mind widened:

"Is it possible that Ran Ming is deaf?"

The relics of God, floating in the air, are not only the normal spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but also holy power!

Xu Xiaoshou looked at the wisp of pure holy power passing through his eyes, his thoughts were all taken away, and he was stunned.

Be obedient...

What kind of magical place is this?

"hiss."

Xu Xiaoshou swallowed it in one gulp, and while he was enjoying his meal, he felt a little sympathy for the others.

Didn't swallow the Holy Miracle Fruit.

There is no special opportunity to give birth to the first ray of holy power in the sea of ​​​​qi.

Spiritual refiners who are under the rank of Semi-Saint are determined not to swallow this kind of self-generated holy power of heaven and earth.

Because that is not the Holy Miracle Fruit, it is violent energy that has not been refined. If you swallow it, you will die!

Such a great opportunity passed before my eyes, but I couldn't accept it...

"The Taixu next door is so greedy that he cries!"

Xu Xiaoshou walked forward happily. Before it was time for a cup of tea, there was still unruly holy power to swallow.

He gulped it down in one gulp.

No need to calculate carefully, just swallow it normally.

I am afraid that after leaving Ranming Ruins, his spirit refining realm will be no different from that of ordinary semi-saints in the outside world.

Even because of his strong physique, he can swallow more holy power here, while other half-saints have an upper limit!
To be continued...