Yun Guo said in confusion: "Regenerated flowers have the magical effect of continuing life for a lifetime. Why not use it to awaken the Lord of the Burial Immortal?"

"In fact, you overestimate the efficacy of regeneration flowers. It is correct to continue your life for a lifetime. The premise is that the user must have a cultivation level below the divine realm. When you reach the divine realm, you are immortal and immortal. Once you fall, it will be difficult to resurrect. What's more, the Lord of Cultivation is of heaven. Regeneration flowers are of no use to her. (Download_Loft..{Book Friends Upload Update}" The Three-Eyed King said patiently.

"Oh, so that's it." Yun Guo suddenly realized that he had reached the divine realm, his body was immortal, and he lived with the sky. Once he fell, he would be difficult to resurrect.

As the Three-eyed Heavenly King led the way, the clouds passed by them were smooth all the way. After an hour, I arrived at the destination - Hongyuan Lake.

The red-white lake water reveals strange colors. The lotus leaves on the lake sway in the wind, like fairies dancing, and are so beautiful. There is a unique flower in the lake, rising high, the flowers are white, emitting a faint white light, and the strong breath of life surrounds it. It blooms very brilliantly. Looking from above, it looks like a smiling face, eternal immortality. It stands out in the Hongyuan Lake, and is obvious.

That's right, this is a regenerated flower!

Regenerated flowers: strange flowers in the world, rare items, rare items, rare and expensive, can continue life, live for a lifetime, and can refine elixirs, props, etc.

Yun Guo successfully picked the regenerated flowers, and after returning, he went to the ghost realm to resurrect Chen Yangluo, and fulfilled his wish.

The headquarters of the Temple of the Gods of Yangwei City welcomed a group of killers, about 10,000 people. They came from Hidden Killing, which is the Tortoise Ninja. Each of them had a second turn, at least 250 level, and their equipment was at least purple. The leader was a powerful demon, Ichi Ji Dalang, with a level of 268 level, wearing a level of 250 level of god-level suit, with colorful light flashing, jumping at the magic dragon, holding up the divine hammer, shouting loudly, "Listen to the garbage of the Temple of the Gods, I am Chi Ji Dalang, and I will come to conquer you by the Emperor's order, and quickly surrender to our great Hidden Killing organization, otherwise today will be your end."

"Mama, turtle turtle, if we don't go to trouble you, you should burn incense and worship Amitabha Buddha, and you dare to come to provoke him automatically. Today I won't castrate you, and I don't know that the power of the gods is inviolable." The battlefield immediately returned to the headquarters and stood on the main gate wall and cursed.

"Oh my god, you guys finally ran out and died. Grandpa Pig has been waiting for you for a long time." The battlefield appeared, how could the old pig be missing? The loud voices of the two resounded throughout China and abroad, and the eardrums of the hidden killer player were buzzing.

"Something is wrong." Shuanghan Seven Detectives also came back, looking at the members of the Hidden Killing opposite, with a lock of eyebrows and falling into deep thought. After the Temple of Gods dominated the Five Continents, Hidden Killing disappeared and never appeared again. (Now the Temple of Gods is soaring like a sun, with experts like clouds, and the Ganges River is powerful. Not any guild can fight against Hidden Killing. At one moment, Hidden Killing ran out and openly shouted to the Temple of Gods. Is this a brainless person or a strong support.

"Oh no, there was a strong fluctuation on the turtle turtle ninja, as if a peerless existence was coming." The saint was shocked. At this moment, he understood the reason why Yinsha dared to come to the temple to clamor, and it turned out that there was a powerful backup.

"No matter who it is, I chopped it with an axe, Grandpa Pig." The old pig said confidently.

"That's right, this time the turtle turtle horny can't leave alive." The battlefield's eyes were shining fiercely and murderous intent.

"The power of the gods cannot be violated, and anyone who comes will die." The saint is domineering and with their strength, he is not afraid of any players.

"The Temple of the Gods, your doomsday is here!" Chi Ji Dalang shouted loudly, sneering repeatedly, looking at the show.

At this time, a strong demonic energy appeared above the hidden killer player, covering the sky and the earth, crushing the eternal world. With a bang, a hole appeared in the middle of the demonic energy, a demon with green face and fangs was lowered, with a hideous face, holding a Shura Blade, wearing a purple kung robe, wearing a dragon robe, and fighting boots. He appeared with a powerful aura, overwhelming energy, swallowing all directions, and the power of the king soared into the sky.

It landed next to Chi Ji Dalang, with a arrogant look on his face, glanced around, arrogant and did not take anyone seriously.

"Dear Your Highness, everything depends on you." Chi Ji Dalang said respectfully.

"Don't forget to promise what I am, otherwise you will be destroyed together." His Highness Ming Ling's hoarse voice was filled with an invisible majesty, which was so stressful that it was so breathless.

"I dare not forget your highness's great affairs, even if I give us ten thousand courages, I will definitely complete your highness's orders within ten days." Chi Ji Dalang promised.

"It's so great. Let's see how I destroy the temple of gods that are ignorant of life and death." His Highness Ming Ling looked up at the battlefield and showed a disdainful smile, saying, "A group of garbage that has not reached the divine realm dares to call themselves the temple of gods. You are a taboo and are punished by God. Now, I will punish you, ignorant guys, instead of God."

"My mother, Leni, where is the ugly ghost from? She dares to shout in front of Master Zhan. If you eat too much shit and urine, you will not be able to eat too much." Zhantian glared at his eyes, and scolded His Highness Ming Ling's face turned blue, making him angry and angry.

"Don't be careless. It is the eighteenth son of Pluto, the three hundred kings of Bss, and its strength is twelve times that of ordinary kings of Bss of the same level. It has 102 skills." Shuanghan Qi Detective lost the long-range reconnaissance and knew the opponent's foundation.

His Highness: The Eighteenth Son of the King of the King, the level of the King of the King, the level of 300, the blood volume of ***************************, the Son of the King of the King, the sixth-level demon soul of the Ghost Realm, cruel by nature, bloodthirsty as life, tenacious vitality, twelve times the strength of ordinary King of the King of the same level, and has 102 skills.

"Damn, why did the son of Pluto have an affair with the turtle turtle nerd?" Zhan Tian was shocked, and fear flashed by, in return for a huge sense of fighting.

No wonder the turtle turtle dared to come openly to provoke. It turned out that he had the super powerful level 300-level king BSS as a backing. The boss and the others were not here, so things were not good.

"Shuanghan, Lao Zhu, wait until we entangle His Highness Mingling and try to hold it up. Cause and effect will be back soon in the place where the immortals are buried." No longer sad, there was a solemn expression on his face. With their strength being insufficient to kill the level 300 King Bss, we must persevere until Yun Guo and the others come back.

No more sad, the Shuanghan Seven Detectives and the Old Pig died in the battlefield of the gods. Their equipment exploded a little, and their strength dropped significantly, but their strength was still at the peak among players. No more sad, there are two unlimited god-level equipment on the body, the Shuanghan Seven Detectives have two unlimited god-level equipment on the body, and the Old Pig has one unlimited god-level equipment on the body. Combined with the power of the three, plus the Saint, Ripples, and the drunk bird and other groups of fierce people, it should not be difficult to entangle His Highness the Emperor Mingling.

"Insulting this king is better than death than life. From then on, there will be no temples of gods in the five continents!"

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