Chapter 688 The Existence of the Last Era Vol.
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Zi Ling Feng Xue
Wearing a black hood, this person cut down the evil mahayana venerable with one axe, and the evil god's light fortress has also been destroyed by this person. Hundreds of them!
The existence of the old man who crossed the world has already begun to affect the local trend of one side of the battlefield outside the territory, but no one has ever seen his true face, only heard his mighty voice.
But what is certain is that he must be a great immortal cultivator!
The terrifying strength made monks of all races admire, and some strong men tried to track his figure but returned in vain.
In the end, a tacit agreement has been formed. This one obviously doesn't want to show up, so don't go after him.
The battlefield outside the territory is vast, and no one knows where he will appear, as long as he is not an enemy is enough.
On the ground of a battlefield, several monks were recovering their mana, and they talked about it one by one:
"I don't know what kind of race this old man is. A few years ago, I was lucky enough to witness that powerful Mahayana venerable who cut down evil spirits!"
"Is this true?!"
"The Mahayana powerhouse is a famous existence in any heaven, but I didn't expect to be cut down by the senior who crossed the world...Even if it is the army of the fairy kingdom to deal with the Mahayana venerable among the evil spirits, at least five fellows are needed In most cases, they can only be severely injured."
……
There was envy and admiration in the eyes of the few people. If it was really the killing of Tianzun in the period of crossing the catastrophe, then the status would be higher.
He has almost stood at the apex of the immortal way of the three thousand great worlds, overlooking the billions of immortal cultivators of all races, the real generation who reach the sky.
Based on their cultivation base in the Void Refinement Stage, they can't imagine what kind of supernatural power these seniors have, so they only dare to talk in a low voice.
For those fairy kings of the fairy kingdom, they kept silent, did not dare to read, did not dare to think.
At this time, their eyes fell on a submissive young man not far away, like a frightened bird. The latter was refining the body of an evil spirit, and his eyes were full of vigilance and fear.
"Tian Yun, if you are not used to staying in the battlefield outside the territory, you can leave earlier."
A monk said in a deep voice, looking like an old senior, "Nowadays the strong men of all races have entered the battlefield, and your cultivation level in the stage of transformation into a god is not suitable for staying here, why not go to the great world to hone your mind before entering the battlefield outside the territory. "
After finishing speaking, he looked towards Tian Yun's side... It was a solitary tomb with Tian Yun's tomb engraved on it, and it was written with the blood of evil spirits, and the material of the tombstone was also the bones of evil spirits.
The eyes of several people were full of inexplicable meanings, Tian Yun really understood the local materials thoroughly.
This person builds his own tombstone every ten thousand miles, so that his fellow disciples can find his bones...
Tian Yun turned his head slowly, staring at Yuankong vigilantly from the corner of his eyes, and smiled coyly: "Senior Wu, if this battle is not over, I won't be able to go back... This is the experience of the sect."
"It's a joke. I don't know which sect actually let its Huashen disciples use the battlefield outside the territory as a place of experience?!"
The monk surnamed Wu sneered, with a look of disdain on his face, "Tian Yun, if I'm right, people in your sect probably want you to die here. It's okay if such a sect doesn't go back!"
After saying that, the eyes of the people around him were also fixed. It would take at least ten thousand years to survive until the end of the war outside the territory. Even they didn't dare to think so.
This Tian Yun was rescued from the pile of dead people at the bottom of the valley by the crack formed by the bombardment of the evil god's light, and followed them for a ride.
This person worked hard all the way, but he is an honest monk who has not experienced much in the world. This foreign battlefield is so dangerous, so he took it with him.
"Senior Wu, it's okay." Tian Yun smirked, and had followed several groups of monks along the way, but he never met the few he followed the first time. "The sect will never harm me."
"Tian Yun, what sect disciple are you? I don't know which Tianyu sect you are from. I'd like to hear about it."
A woman opened her mouth with a half smile, she didn't have any good feelings for Tian Yun's sect, so she asked casually.
"Senior, it's not a big sect, it's a small sect." Tian Yun's clear eyes lit up slightly, as if he didn't hear their dissatisfaction with his sect, "It's called Fushi!"
Fu Shizong? !
Several people looked at each other in dismay after hearing the words, they had never heard of this sect, and they had no name at all.
With the speed of information transmission in the current world, even if you are a hermit sect, you can produce a few explosive news for monks of all races to point out.
But this sect is obviously a small and unknown sect, misleading the disciples!
"I see." Several people nodded perfunctorily, and stopped trying to persuade Tian Yun, it was obvious that the latter had deep feelings for the sect.
"Tian Yun, I'm going to the Nanqing Continent, an extraterritorial battlefield. Important news has come from the Star Hub. Qi Tianzun of the Tianyun Immortal Kingdom is going to refine the Great World Territory there. I won't stay here for long."
The monk surnamed Wu had deep eyes and looked in a certain direction, "Cultivating immortals is not easy, you should do it yourself, don't turn into evil spirits and eat blood, if you have a destiny in the future, you can come to the Star Picking Sect of the Stars to find us."
Several people also got up and began to sacrifice the treasure boat. Naturally, there is a big opportunity in the Nanqing Continent that cannot be missed, but it is necessary to follow the monks of the military court all the way to kill it, and the danger is also great.
"Junior remember it!" Tian Yun took a few steps back and bowed solemnly, saying sincerely, "Tian Yun will never forget the great kindness of the seniors."
"Hehe, little friend Tian Yun, it's not a big favor, it's just a little fate on the battlefield outside the territory, fellow daoists, let's go."
A calm voice sounded, and the treasure boat turned into a stream of light and disappeared in an instant, very elegant and unrestrained.
Tian Yun's black hair was scattered behind his back, he looked at Yuankong with a sense of loss, and sighed quietly: "Is this the immortal cultivator of this era... Whether it is Chen Xun's fellow Taoists or Senior Wu, there is nothing in his heart. They all have the chivalrous spirit."
His eyes dimmed a little. Looking at the terrifying battle and the vast expanse of immortal cultivators who were constantly charging forward, he seemed to be very hot, but it made him feel lonely in his heart, and he was alone again...
Tian Yun laughed at himself as he thought about it, and then suddenly became excited, and roared in surprise: "Hey, where is the Star Realm?! Where is the Star Picking Sect! How do you get there?!"
He carried a wooden box on his back, looked around in a daze, and started to run away again, and even picked up the corpse of an evil spirit and left, after all, he hadn't finished refining it yet.
Spiritual stones in this era contain a lot of spiritual power, and evil marrow crystals can be exchanged for spiritual stones, so they must not be wasted.
Tian Yun's figure gradually merged into the cultivators charging from all races, inconspicuous.
……
In the chaotic and empty deep sky, on a fragment of a star.
There is a little bit of starlight here, with the vicissitudes of life, like the end of all things, the remaining traces left after the broken heaven and earth, without any spiritual vitality, only disordered avenues intertwined in it.
Xiaohe and Xiaochi are formally retreating here, the Shougui stares lazily at Xiaohe with his eyes closed, and the big black cow is arranging a five-element formation to draw away the evil spirit crystal.
"Moo."
The big black cow moaned softly, and looked into the distance. Chen Xun said that he was going to refine the fairy puppet alone, so don't come to disturb him. The massive amount of evil essence crystals they collected from corpses over the years is enough to squander.
There were some thoughts hidden in its eyes, and Chen Xun's mentality seemed to have changed over the years, but he didn't tell it what happened, and he couldn't even guess it.
"Moo~" The big black cow snorted, with simple and honest eyes, and continued to form formations. The third sister and Xiao Chi still needed it to protect the law.
The existence of the old man who crossed the world has already begun to affect the local trend of one side of the battlefield outside the territory, but no one has ever seen his true face, only heard his mighty voice.
But what is certain is that he must be a great immortal cultivator!
The terrifying strength made monks of all races admire, and some strong men tried to track his figure but returned in vain.
In the end, a tacit agreement has been formed. This one obviously doesn't want to show up, so don't go after him.
The battlefield outside the territory is vast, and no one knows where he will appear, as long as he is not an enemy is enough.
On the ground of a battlefield, several monks were recovering their mana, and they talked about it one by one:
"I don't know what kind of race this old man is. A few years ago, I was lucky enough to witness that powerful Mahayana venerable who cut down evil spirits!"
"Is this true?!"
"The Mahayana powerhouse is a famous existence in any heaven, but I didn't expect to be cut down by the senior who crossed the world...Even if it is the army of the fairy kingdom to deal with the Mahayana venerable among the evil spirits, at least five fellows are needed In most cases, they can only be severely injured."
……
There was envy and admiration in the eyes of the few people. If it was really the killing of Tianzun in the period of crossing the catastrophe, then the status would be higher.
He has almost stood at the apex of the immortal way of the three thousand great worlds, overlooking the billions of immortal cultivators of all races, the real generation who reach the sky.
Based on their cultivation base in the Void Refinement Stage, they can't imagine what kind of supernatural power these seniors have, so they only dare to talk in a low voice.
For those fairy kings of the fairy kingdom, they kept silent, did not dare to read, did not dare to think.
At this time, their eyes fell on a submissive young man not far away, like a frightened bird. The latter was refining the body of an evil spirit, and his eyes were full of vigilance and fear.
"Tian Yun, if you are not used to staying in the battlefield outside the territory, you can leave earlier."
A monk said in a deep voice, looking like an old senior, "Nowadays the strong men of all races have entered the battlefield, and your cultivation level in the stage of transformation into a god is not suitable for staying here, why not go to the great world to hone your mind before entering the battlefield outside the territory. "
After finishing speaking, he looked towards Tian Yun's side... It was a solitary tomb with Tian Yun's tomb engraved on it, and it was written with the blood of evil spirits, and the material of the tombstone was also the bones of evil spirits.
The eyes of several people were full of inexplicable meanings, Tian Yun really understood the local materials thoroughly.
This person builds his own tombstone every ten thousand miles, so that his fellow disciples can find his bones...
Tian Yun turned his head slowly, staring at Yuankong vigilantly from the corner of his eyes, and smiled coyly: "Senior Wu, if this battle is not over, I won't be able to go back... This is the experience of the sect."
"It's a joke. I don't know which sect actually let its Huashen disciples use the battlefield outside the territory as a place of experience?!"
The monk surnamed Wu sneered, with a look of disdain on his face, "Tian Yun, if I'm right, people in your sect probably want you to die here. It's okay if such a sect doesn't go back!"
After saying that, the eyes of the people around him were also fixed. It would take at least ten thousand years to survive until the end of the war outside the territory. Even they didn't dare to think so.
This Tian Yun was rescued from the pile of dead people at the bottom of the valley by the crack formed by the bombardment of the evil god's light, and followed them for a ride.
This person worked hard all the way, but he is an honest monk who has not experienced much in the world. This foreign battlefield is so dangerous, so he took it with him.
"Senior Wu, it's okay." Tian Yun smirked, and had followed several groups of monks along the way, but he never met the few he followed the first time. "The sect will never harm me."
"Tian Yun, what sect disciple are you? I don't know which Tianyu sect you are from. I'd like to hear about it."
A woman opened her mouth with a half smile, she didn't have any good feelings for Tian Yun's sect, so she asked casually.
"Senior, it's not a big sect, it's a small sect." Tian Yun's clear eyes lit up slightly, as if he didn't hear their dissatisfaction with his sect, "It's called Fushi!"
Fu Shizong? !
Several people looked at each other in dismay after hearing the words, they had never heard of this sect, and they had no name at all.
With the speed of information transmission in the current world, even if you are a hermit sect, you can produce a few explosive news for monks of all races to point out.
But this sect is obviously a small and unknown sect, misleading the disciples!
"I see." Several people nodded perfunctorily, and stopped trying to persuade Tian Yun, it was obvious that the latter had deep feelings for the sect.
"Tian Yun, I'm going to the Nanqing Continent, an extraterritorial battlefield. Important news has come from the Star Hub. Qi Tianzun of the Tianyun Immortal Kingdom is going to refine the Great World Territory there. I won't stay here for long."
The monk surnamed Wu had deep eyes and looked in a certain direction, "Cultivating immortals is not easy, you should do it yourself, don't turn into evil spirits and eat blood, if you have a destiny in the future, you can come to the Star Picking Sect of the Stars to find us."
Several people also got up and began to sacrifice the treasure boat. Naturally, there is a big opportunity in the Nanqing Continent that cannot be missed, but it is necessary to follow the monks of the military court all the way to kill it, and the danger is also great.
"Junior remember it!" Tian Yun took a few steps back and bowed solemnly, saying sincerely, "Tian Yun will never forget the great kindness of the seniors."
"Hehe, little friend Tian Yun, it's not a big favor, it's just a little fate on the battlefield outside the territory, fellow daoists, let's go."
A calm voice sounded, and the treasure boat turned into a stream of light and disappeared in an instant, very elegant and unrestrained.
Tian Yun's black hair was scattered behind his back, he looked at Yuankong with a sense of loss, and sighed quietly: "Is this the immortal cultivator of this era... Whether it is Chen Xun's fellow Taoists or Senior Wu, there is nothing in his heart. They all have the chivalrous spirit."
His eyes dimmed a little. Looking at the terrifying battle and the vast expanse of immortal cultivators who were constantly charging forward, he seemed to be very hot, but it made him feel lonely in his heart, and he was alone again...
Tian Yun laughed at himself as he thought about it, and then suddenly became excited, and roared in surprise: "Hey, where is the Star Realm?! Where is the Star Picking Sect! How do you get there?!"
He carried a wooden box on his back, looked around in a daze, and started to run away again, and even picked up the corpse of an evil spirit and left, after all, he hadn't finished refining it yet.
Spiritual stones in this era contain a lot of spiritual power, and evil marrow crystals can be exchanged for spiritual stones, so they must not be wasted.
Tian Yun's figure gradually merged into the cultivators charging from all races, inconspicuous.
……
In the chaotic and empty deep sky, on a fragment of a star.
There is a little bit of starlight here, with the vicissitudes of life, like the end of all things, the remaining traces left after the broken heaven and earth, without any spiritual vitality, only disordered avenues intertwined in it.
Xiaohe and Xiaochi are formally retreating here, the Shougui stares lazily at Xiaohe with his eyes closed, and the big black cow is arranging a five-element formation to draw away the evil spirit crystal.
"Moo."
The big black cow moaned softly, and looked into the distance. Chen Xun said that he was going to refine the fairy puppet alone, so don't come to disturb him. The massive amount of evil essence crystals they collected from corpses over the years is enough to squander.
There were some thoughts hidden in its eyes, and Chen Xun's mentality seemed to have changed over the years, but he didn't tell it what happened, and he couldn't even guess it.
"Moo~" The big black cow snorted, with simple and honest eyes, and continued to form formations. The third sister and Xiao Chi still needed it to protect the law.
