Chapter 904 5 Yun Xiantai Powerful people from all sides gather together
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Zi Ling Feng Xue
However, there are great advantages in choosing to be born in this era. Although hundreds of millions of races are united, they do not dare to cause massacres at will because of this.
The Three-Eyed Ancient Immortal Clan is now taking advantage of the situation... They cannot be left far behind by today's prosperous age of immortality. If they fall behind by a big era, then everything will be over.
Nowadays, the three thousand worlds are powerful, and the Dao soldiers are heading towards it. They can single-handedly end the era of mass killing of all races. They are no longer on the same level.
The Three-Eyed Ancient Immortal Clan may seem stubborn, but they are also very clever.
Di Tian stood somewhere on the Immortal Platform and looked into the distance, his three eyes trembling. The pressure of the Immortal Realm was...unknowable and unpredictable, but it was definitely not that person!
"Am I in the wrong place..."
He murmured to himself, already bowing his head. The immortal must not be disrespectful, "This is the Wuyun Sect that I saved back then...?!"
Di Tian was absent-minded for a long time. Even though his causal powers were quite special, he still could not foresee this scene. The cause of the original genocide was by no means just talk.
If the Wuyun Sect does not exist...the old man will destroy the world!
Di Tian was dumbfounded, and his scalp was getting numb. Why did the Three-Eyed Ancient Immortal Clan not exist? This was a disaster for the world, and he could not save more than his own race.
Because the great annihilation of our own race is definitely just one of them!
Ditian's throat was burning. He kept swallowing his saliva and his eyes became increasingly hollow. He finally understood the cause and effect he saw at the beginning.
He took a deep breath, and seemed to have some realization in his eyes. When the ominous creature came out of the mountain, he began to enlighten himself, and his magical talent was unparalleled.
And at the main peak.
A sharp gaze drifted away, and its landing spot was exactly where Di Tian was standing.
"Senior Brother Mo, don't stop me!"
Xian Jue roared loudly, and the mountains and forests shook, "If the young patriarch of the Three-Eyed Ancient Immortal Clan is not allowed to lie down and walk out of the Wuyun Sect, won't I lose my reputation as Xian Jue!"
"Before Daozu returns, I will make sure to keep him in good condition! I will never take his life!"
"Xian Jue, calm down! Di Tian is Dao Ancestor's great benefactor! He must not be so quick that he loses Tao Ancestor's face! How will he explain to the Three-Eyed Ancient Immortals who are following him!"
Mo Fuyang yelled anxiously, putting his hands on Xian Jue's ankles, and the cold sweat on his face was falling drop by drop.
He now looks like a mortal pushing a hill. It looks weird...very funny.
"Oh..."
Xian Jue's pupils shrank when he heard this, and he immediately stopped and said with a sneer, "Senior Brother Mo, I forgot that this person saved the Wuyun Sect. When he saw the Three-Eyed Ancient Immortal Clan, he wanted to beat them to death."
"Hey, you!" Mo Fuyang breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head and said, "If you want to fight with him to discuss Taoism, you must at least wait until Daozu comes back. This is the way to live in the world."
Xian Jue nodded stupidly. He didn't quite understand what it meant to be a human being. He only knew that when immortals compete, the winner is king!
If not for this, he would not have dared to punch Chen Xun and Da Hei Niu when he was beaten to a bloody head by a group of people in the Immortal Prison.
In fact, Xian Jue still hasn't figured out why he was beaten up by a group of people when he fought openly and honestly in the Immortal Prison. It doesn't meet the definition of a strong person at all.
He kept these words in his heart and did not dare to ask Chen Xun. Not only did he risk being beaten by a group, but he also risked owing interest. The debt has not been paid off yet!
"Senior Brother Mo." Xian Jue's rich voice sounded, "Ominous Ancestor is in charge of the sect... After Dao Ancestor comes back, I have to go out and earn spiritual stones."
"Huh?" A look of surprise flashed in Mo Fuyang's eyes, "Xian Jue, you don't like staying in the sect?"
"do not like."
Xian Jue spoke very straightforwardly and did not beat around the bush, "The disciples of the Wuyun Sect are too weak, and there is no way to earn spiritual stones within the sect... I still like to fight against the geniuses of all races outside."
"That's a bad word!"
"Senior Brother Mo, please tell me."
"A lineage of the Chen family..."
Mo Fuyang coughed lightly and his eyes drifted towards another distant main peak, "Can't they still satisfy your desire to fight?"
"The gap is too big to beat."
Xian Jue smiled naively and lowered his head to talk to Mo Fuyang, "The physical body of Chen Daotian is as strong as the ancient evil. He pinned me to the ground with one punch. There is no point in fighting."
"And this lineage is full of immortal freaks, so I should go outside to experience it. Immortal Cangyuan is very good."
"Junior Brother Xianjue, Xiancangyuan is a place where thousands of races live!"
Mo Fuyang's mouth twitched. He still preferred to stay in the sect and study the Five Elements Puppetry in peace. "The territory there is wider than the blue sky and the forest sea."
"Yes." Xian Jue raised his head and his eyes became a little deep, "If I can make a name for myself there, then I can come back and fight with the Chen family, and I will be able to repay the debt."
"Hey, okay."
Mo Fuyang sighed slightly, feeling a little reluctant to let go of Xian Jue, "Now the Wuyun Sect is in ruins and has no true spiritual blood. If you leave, it will be difficult to see each other again in the future."
"Haha, don't worry, Senior Brother Mo."
Xian Jue laughed loudly, with unusual determination in his eyes, "One day, I will be able to stand on the Immortal Blue Plains...the top of the cultivators of all races, and my senior brother will be able to hear the news about me."
"Okay." Mo Fuyang nodded heavily. Naturally, he believed in his only junior brother and was very supportive in his heart.
It is indeed difficult for a monk like Xian Jue to stay in the sect. After all, the inheritance in the bloodline of the Jiutian Jueying Clan is that... he must travel to all directions, even to enter the immortal prison.
The bloodline of the human race is a bit strange. Anyway, there has never been any innate inheritance.
Moreover, racial fertility has always been among the best in the Three Thousand Worlds, and the foundation is extremely solid.
The center of Wuyun Immortal Platform.
Song Heng chuckled, bowed his head in the direction of the 99-layer crater, and held his hands.
There was a strange light flashing in his eyes, an ominous creature... he must have some connection with his ancestors.
His strength has plummeted since the Battle of Tianhe, and the backlash of his realm is almost the same as that of Gu Lisheng. If not, the two of them could have gotten together in the first place...
Gu Lisheng was also standing not far away, exuding a noble and noble aura all over his body, looking directly at him.
It's just an ominous creature, how dare you make trouble in front of this prince? !
His mind is still a little hazy now, but many memories have become clear and are no longer as stupid as when he lost his memory.
It's just that the three souls and seven souls are incomplete, and the human Tianhe used his immortal power, but he still couldn't escape the backlash.
Beside him, the strong man from the burial mound was guarding Gu Lisheng.
Huge coffins stand on the Immortal Platform, exuding a mysterious aura, as if some great evil is sealed inside.
An ethereal Ghost Gate Immortal also stood on the edge of the Immortal Platform with his hands behind his back, his eyes flashing into the sky. The moment the ominous creature appeared, he felt uneasy in his heart.
Killing third-level immortals in full public view, recruiting ominous creatures back to be the ancestors of the sect... One after another, world-shattering things happened one after another, impacting his Taoist heart.
His expression was quiet and calm, which was incompatible with the monks everywhere.
There are strong men from all over Sendai who have come from afar to stand.
People familiar to Chen Xun such as the Baili Clan, the leader of the Xinghai Clan, the ancestor of the Qingtian Sect, one of the ancestors of the Yu Family of the Changsheng Family, and Meng Sheng were all included here.
The strong aura here spreads all over the world, which is enough to shock the entire Bi Qiong Forest Sea. They are all waiting for Chen Xun to return without being arrogant or impetuous.
If it weren't for the ominous creatures coming out of the mountain, the Wuyun Sect would have been extremely lively at that time compared to the current quietness.
The ancestor of the Yu family also introduced Meng Sheng to other strong men with a smile, and he did not begrudge his praise at all:
"I am Yujia Meng Sheng..."
The Three-Eyed Ancient Immortal Clan is now taking advantage of the situation... They cannot be left far behind by today's prosperous age of immortality. If they fall behind by a big era, then everything will be over.
Nowadays, the three thousand worlds are powerful, and the Dao soldiers are heading towards it. They can single-handedly end the era of mass killing of all races. They are no longer on the same level.
The Three-Eyed Ancient Immortal Clan may seem stubborn, but they are also very clever.
Di Tian stood somewhere on the Immortal Platform and looked into the distance, his three eyes trembling. The pressure of the Immortal Realm was...unknowable and unpredictable, but it was definitely not that person!
"Am I in the wrong place..."
He murmured to himself, already bowing his head. The immortal must not be disrespectful, "This is the Wuyun Sect that I saved back then...?!"
Di Tian was absent-minded for a long time. Even though his causal powers were quite special, he still could not foresee this scene. The cause of the original genocide was by no means just talk.
If the Wuyun Sect does not exist...the old man will destroy the world!
Di Tian was dumbfounded, and his scalp was getting numb. Why did the Three-Eyed Ancient Immortal Clan not exist? This was a disaster for the world, and he could not save more than his own race.
Because the great annihilation of our own race is definitely just one of them!
Ditian's throat was burning. He kept swallowing his saliva and his eyes became increasingly hollow. He finally understood the cause and effect he saw at the beginning.
He took a deep breath, and seemed to have some realization in his eyes. When the ominous creature came out of the mountain, he began to enlighten himself, and his magical talent was unparalleled.
And at the main peak.
A sharp gaze drifted away, and its landing spot was exactly where Di Tian was standing.
"Senior Brother Mo, don't stop me!"
Xian Jue roared loudly, and the mountains and forests shook, "If the young patriarch of the Three-Eyed Ancient Immortal Clan is not allowed to lie down and walk out of the Wuyun Sect, won't I lose my reputation as Xian Jue!"
"Before Daozu returns, I will make sure to keep him in good condition! I will never take his life!"
"Xian Jue, calm down! Di Tian is Dao Ancestor's great benefactor! He must not be so quick that he loses Tao Ancestor's face! How will he explain to the Three-Eyed Ancient Immortals who are following him!"
Mo Fuyang yelled anxiously, putting his hands on Xian Jue's ankles, and the cold sweat on his face was falling drop by drop.
He now looks like a mortal pushing a hill. It looks weird...very funny.
"Oh..."
Xian Jue's pupils shrank when he heard this, and he immediately stopped and said with a sneer, "Senior Brother Mo, I forgot that this person saved the Wuyun Sect. When he saw the Three-Eyed Ancient Immortal Clan, he wanted to beat them to death."
"Hey, you!" Mo Fuyang breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head and said, "If you want to fight with him to discuss Taoism, you must at least wait until Daozu comes back. This is the way to live in the world."
Xian Jue nodded stupidly. He didn't quite understand what it meant to be a human being. He only knew that when immortals compete, the winner is king!
If not for this, he would not have dared to punch Chen Xun and Da Hei Niu when he was beaten to a bloody head by a group of people in the Immortal Prison.
In fact, Xian Jue still hasn't figured out why he was beaten up by a group of people when he fought openly and honestly in the Immortal Prison. It doesn't meet the definition of a strong person at all.
He kept these words in his heart and did not dare to ask Chen Xun. Not only did he risk being beaten by a group, but he also risked owing interest. The debt has not been paid off yet!
"Senior Brother Mo." Xian Jue's rich voice sounded, "Ominous Ancestor is in charge of the sect... After Dao Ancestor comes back, I have to go out and earn spiritual stones."
"Huh?" A look of surprise flashed in Mo Fuyang's eyes, "Xian Jue, you don't like staying in the sect?"
"do not like."
Xian Jue spoke very straightforwardly and did not beat around the bush, "The disciples of the Wuyun Sect are too weak, and there is no way to earn spiritual stones within the sect... I still like to fight against the geniuses of all races outside."
"That's a bad word!"
"Senior Brother Mo, please tell me."
"A lineage of the Chen family..."
Mo Fuyang coughed lightly and his eyes drifted towards another distant main peak, "Can't they still satisfy your desire to fight?"
"The gap is too big to beat."
Xian Jue smiled naively and lowered his head to talk to Mo Fuyang, "The physical body of Chen Daotian is as strong as the ancient evil. He pinned me to the ground with one punch. There is no point in fighting."
"And this lineage is full of immortal freaks, so I should go outside to experience it. Immortal Cangyuan is very good."
"Junior Brother Xianjue, Xiancangyuan is a place where thousands of races live!"
Mo Fuyang's mouth twitched. He still preferred to stay in the sect and study the Five Elements Puppetry in peace. "The territory there is wider than the blue sky and the forest sea."
"Yes." Xian Jue raised his head and his eyes became a little deep, "If I can make a name for myself there, then I can come back and fight with the Chen family, and I will be able to repay the debt."
"Hey, okay."
Mo Fuyang sighed slightly, feeling a little reluctant to let go of Xian Jue, "Now the Wuyun Sect is in ruins and has no true spiritual blood. If you leave, it will be difficult to see each other again in the future."
"Haha, don't worry, Senior Brother Mo."
Xian Jue laughed loudly, with unusual determination in his eyes, "One day, I will be able to stand on the Immortal Blue Plains...the top of the cultivators of all races, and my senior brother will be able to hear the news about me."
"Okay." Mo Fuyang nodded heavily. Naturally, he believed in his only junior brother and was very supportive in his heart.
It is indeed difficult for a monk like Xian Jue to stay in the sect. After all, the inheritance in the bloodline of the Jiutian Jueying Clan is that... he must travel to all directions, even to enter the immortal prison.
The bloodline of the human race is a bit strange. Anyway, there has never been any innate inheritance.
Moreover, racial fertility has always been among the best in the Three Thousand Worlds, and the foundation is extremely solid.
The center of Wuyun Immortal Platform.
Song Heng chuckled, bowed his head in the direction of the 99-layer crater, and held his hands.
There was a strange light flashing in his eyes, an ominous creature... he must have some connection with his ancestors.
His strength has plummeted since the Battle of Tianhe, and the backlash of his realm is almost the same as that of Gu Lisheng. If not, the two of them could have gotten together in the first place...
Gu Lisheng was also standing not far away, exuding a noble and noble aura all over his body, looking directly at him.
It's just an ominous creature, how dare you make trouble in front of this prince? !
His mind is still a little hazy now, but many memories have become clear and are no longer as stupid as when he lost his memory.
It's just that the three souls and seven souls are incomplete, and the human Tianhe used his immortal power, but he still couldn't escape the backlash.
Beside him, the strong man from the burial mound was guarding Gu Lisheng.
Huge coffins stand on the Immortal Platform, exuding a mysterious aura, as if some great evil is sealed inside.
An ethereal Ghost Gate Immortal also stood on the edge of the Immortal Platform with his hands behind his back, his eyes flashing into the sky. The moment the ominous creature appeared, he felt uneasy in his heart.
Killing third-level immortals in full public view, recruiting ominous creatures back to be the ancestors of the sect... One after another, world-shattering things happened one after another, impacting his Taoist heart.
His expression was quiet and calm, which was incompatible with the monks everywhere.
There are strong men from all over Sendai who have come from afar to stand.
People familiar to Chen Xun such as the Baili Clan, the leader of the Xinghai Clan, the ancestor of the Qingtian Sect, one of the ancestors of the Yu Family of the Changsheng Family, and Meng Sheng were all included here.
The strong aura here spreads all over the world, which is enough to shock the entire Bi Qiong Forest Sea. They are all waiting for Chen Xun to return without being arrogant or impetuous.
If it weren't for the ominous creatures coming out of the mountain, the Wuyun Sect would have been extremely lively at that time compared to the current quietness.
The ancestor of the Yu family also introduced Meng Sheng to other strong men with a smile, and he did not begrudge his praise at all:
"I am Yujia Meng Sheng..."
