Zhu Tianpeng slept for three years!

Three years later, with the breeze blowing in the open space, Zhu Tianpeng turned over, sat up from the ground, stretched his waist and said: "I woke up from the dream, when...fuck, where are the golden bones?"

I wanted to sigh with emotion, but when I tightened my hand, there was no touch of the golden bones. Even when I opened my eyes, there were no golden bones. Zhu Tianpeng was completely confused.

"What's going on? Where are the bones of brother's alien species?"

"Could everything before be false?"

"Or is this golden skeleton running away on its own?"

Doubts arose one after another, and Zhu Tianpeng felt that he had no love in life, and that the more than twenty years he had spent here were in vain.

Frustrated, Zhu Tianpeng ran wildly, hoping to vent his anger.

However, after just a few minutes of running, Zhu Tianpeng was shocked to find that his whole body was as light as a swallow, and the magic power in his body was flowing smoothly, and he had suddenly reached the level of immortal perfection.

Not only that, as he stopped to check the changes in his body, he was even more shocked to find a drop of blood floating in his dantian, taking on the appearance of a three-legged bird spreading its wings and ready to fly.

The moment he saw the essence and blood, Zhu Tianpeng's body couldn't help but trembled, and then he shouted in surprise: "This is... the cone shape of the Thirty-Six Transformations of Tiangang!"

According to what Patriarch Bodhi said, this should be the cone shape of the first of the Thirty-Six Transformations of Tiangang. Once Zhu Tianpeng completely smelts the essence and blood into his soul, he can master the first transformation and become this three-sixth transformation.

Foot big bird.

Although it is unclear whether this is a strange species from heaven and earth or a divine beast from the ancient times, since it can successfully enter Dantian, there is no doubt that it has the potential to become one of the thirty-six transformations of Tiangang.

Thinking of this, Zhu Tianpeng calmed down completely.

While thinking, I recalled the scene after I fainted that day, my eyes were blurred, and I murmured: "I remember when I fainted, there were golden flames burning in the sky, there was a crow in my ears, and there was the pain of burning my body..."

After a long time, Zhu Tianpeng came to his senses, and with a flash of light in his eyes, he said: "Wudi, Three Legs, does the corpse I refined belong to that person?"

"If it's really him, he's very developed. With his race's innate magical powers, who else in the world can stop him except the Phoenix Clan's Suzaku!"

"Didn't that guy get killed during the Lich War? How could his body appear in the Three-Star Cave of the Setting Moon?"

"Where exactly is this Xianyue Sanxing Cave? Why are there his corpses, and why is his companion Arcana still here?"

Thinking of a certain possibility, Zhu Tianpeng was moved.

If that thing was really here, then he would have to dig up the whole place to find it.

However, such an impulse had just arisen. Zhu Tianpeng immediately rejected himself, shook his head and said: "No, we can't dig it now. If the thing is really here, then if I dig it out, it means that I will be criticized by all the gods in the sky."

According to Buddha's plan, even the lofty saint may take action, and I will definitely die by then!"

"For the current plan, I can only keep this matter in my stomach and take it away when my strength reaches the first level!"

"And if this first transformation really belongs to that race, then I can't use it even if I practice it. Once I use it, I'm afraid the gods and Buddhas in the sky will not let me go."

"Nima, I have worked hard for more than 20 years, but what I got is that I can only practice but cannot use it. There is nothing more tragic in life than this."

"No matter what, first refine the first transformation. Once you get started, your strength will be greatly enhanced. Only then will you have the possibility of changing your destiny against the will of heaven."

Having made up his mind, Zhu Tianpeng did not delay any further. Even when he sat down cross-legged, he was operating the Thirty-Six Transformations of Tiangang, constantly refining the vibrant blood essence in his Dantian.

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In the blink of an eye, another eighteen years passed. In the open space, Zhu Tianpeng's closed eyes opened, and two rays of divine light burst out from his eyes.

The next second, Zhu Tianpeng stood up from the ground. His cultivation level was still that of an immortal, but his aura was not much weaker than that of a true immortal.

Not only that, as he thought, a ball of golden flames rose from his body, instantly burning away the dirt on his body. What was strange was that such terrifying golden flames did not hurt Zhu Tianpeng at all.

After the golden flames converged into the body, Zhu Tianpeng exhaled heavily and murmured: "The Thirty-six Transformations of Tiangang are indeed the crystallization of the great success of the Tao of Change. One transformation increases the combat power tenfold, and the thirty-six transformations

The transformation has increased by a full three hundred and sixty times, and the battle with the same realm is almost crushing."

"However, there are advantages and disadvantages. The thousand-year period of the thirty-six transformations of Tiangang is like a sharp blade hanging above the head. If you don't advance against the current, you will retreat. This sentence describes my current situation."

"No matter, it has been delayed for forty years. I must find the other twelve corpses of the alien species of heaven and earth as soon as possible. Otherwise, I may be severely injured and killed by the backlash of the thirty-six transformations of Tiangang in a thousand years."

After thinking about this, Zhu Tianpeng immediately did not dare to waste any more time.

He shook his body, and then took steps to fly out of the open space.

Yes, just fly!

After practicing the first transformation, Zhu Tianpeng's strength is comparable to that of a true immortal. Although he is still unable to soar into the clouds and mist, he can still fly hundreds of feet away from the ground.

Compared with riding the wind in the past, the art of flying is obviously stronger by more than one level.

In a few breaths, thousands of miles passed by, and Zhu Tianpeng began to search within this world.

However, after ten years of searching, he found nothing. There were no golden bones in the entire area.

Landing on the Skull Mountain, Zhu Tianpeng ignored the attacking spirits and used his Void Finger to deal with them. He frowned and said, "It's impossible to accept it. Patriarch Bodhi can't lie to me, but why am I just looking for it?"

When you find one corpse, where are the other twelve?”

"No, when I came in, there were three roads in Xianyue Sanxing Cave. Could it be that the corpses of thirteen alien species from heaven and earth are distributed at the ends of the three roads?"

"Yes, that must be the case. Otherwise, I would not have found anything after searching for so long. The remaining twelve corpses of alien species from heaven and earth must be on the other two roads."

At this thought, Zhu Tianpeng did not hesitate. He had already been delayed in this world for fifty years, and the time given to him was only thirty years. He could not delay any longer.

However, as soon as he took a step forward, the Little Thousand World inside his body shook a few times, and a familiar wave of mana came from it.

His footsteps paused, and Zhu Tianpeng suddenly said in surprise: "Xiao Jin is about to break out of his shell!"

As he spoke, he directly took out the blood cocoon from the Small Thousand Worlds.

And as soon as the blood cocoon came out, the blood energy suddenly rose to the sky, and the originally quiet world suddenly heard the sound of whimpering.

Immediately afterwards, dense numbers of resentful spirits emerged from the ground, and for a moment murderous aura filled the sky, and they all headed towards the blood cocoon.

Seeing this, Zhu Tianpeng's expression changed drastically. He quickly took out the nine-tooth nail rake, swallowed his saliva, and said: "Nima, you're too serious, Xiao Jin, you are really going to cause trouble for me."

I saw that the resentful spirit attacking there was far from the usual kind seen in Zhu Tianpeng. Instead, it was an entity with a solid body, a clear face, and wearing a broken armor.

And such resentful spirits, which Zhu Tianpeng calls generals of resentful spirits, are all at the level of perfect immortals. He can barely cope with ten or twenty of them, but now it seems that at least thousands of resentful spirits will attack, and even the sky will be full of them.
Chapter completed!