Chapter 242 The geniuses gather together! The prosperous age is coming!

boom--!

At this moment, endless memories poured into Chen Zhixing's mind.

Chen Zhixing felt a splitting headache in his head, as if he was going to explode!

This memory is so huge, it lasts for decades, and it is a whole experience of the withering of the origin of life!

"town!"

The divine thoughts in Chen Zhixing's sea of consciousness were activated, and he quickly suppressed this majestic and violent memory, and then absorbed it like a thread was peeling off a cocoon.

I saw that Chen Zhixing's whole body was filled with an extremely strange aura.

Sometimes the feeling of death permeates the air, as if it will wither and turn into loess at any moment.

Sometimes it is full of vitality, with flowers of life blooming in his divine sea.

"life and death."

He raised his head and looked into the distance.

It wasn't until a long time passed that the look in his eyes gradually returned to clarity.

This illusion of life and death has lasted too long and is too real.

It was so real that he was completely lost in it. At the moment of waking up, he couldn't even tell the difference between reality and fantasy.

Like a dream, Zhuang Zhou dreams of a butterfly.

"I am Chen Zhixing, the third son of the Ziwei Chen family!"

A flash of light flashed in Chen Zhixing's eyes and he spoke firmly to himself.

As the words fell,

That hazy feeling has just completely dissipated!

In his eyes, clarity was completely restored.

next moment.

Crunch.

Chen Zhixing pushed open the lid of the coffin and stepped out of the coffin.

"you're awake?"

In the distance, Tian Ganzi, who was writing something down, raised his head and looked at Chen Zhixing, and was slightly startled.

I only saw it on Chen Zhixing.

There is a black and gray air that surrounds it.

Half of Chen Zhixing's body was rotten and old, and his hair had also turned frosty white, turning gray all over.

As for the other half of his body, his black hair is thick and thick, and the roots are crystal clear. The muscles and bones of his body are becoming more and more crystal clear, and can be broken by a blow, as if he has transformed into his newborn period!

next moment.

Chen Zhixing narrowed his narrow eyes, smiled slightly at Tian Ganzi, and uttered five words.

"Senior, I understand."

The Dongxuan Territory is vast and is roughly divided into thirteen states, except for Beiyuan, Beihai, and Southern Xinjiang.

These thirteen states include six states in the north and south, as well as Aozhou, which is independent from overseas.

Among them, the Dongxuan Territory is divided into the north and the south with Xianxuan Mountain as the dividing line!

now.

Under the majestic, ancient, and endless Xianxuan Mountain, even if the top forces have not yet entered the scene, the foot of the mountain is already surrounded by endless monks from the thirteen states of Dongxuan Territory!

Naturally, no one will miss this unprecedented grand occasion.

Even if you have not obtained the Dongxuan Order and cannot participate in this competition, being able to witness such a grand event is already a great blessing in your life!

"It's starting! It's finally starting!"

"Tell me, who will win the first place in this Dongxuan Territory Competition, enter the Immortal Tradition, and get a glimpse of the opportunity of immortality?"

"Does that need to be said? Of course it is Chen Zhixing, the Third Young Master Ziwei who is number one on the Immortal Prodigy List!"

"Chen Zhixing? Hahaha, fellow Taoist, it seems your news is out of date. The favorite this time is Nagota Taki!"

"Don't you know yet? Three days ago, Wuduolong competed with Taoist Fengshan, a great master of the Nirvana Realm, in a magical competition, and suppressed Taoist Fengshan and retreated step by step!"

"That Jianzhong Jianzi also has a great hope of winning the championship. After all, he was born with the luck of Jianzhong for thousands of years. Chai Qingchi, the great master of swordsmanship, once commented on this Jianzhong Jianzi. Regardless of his cultivation level, just the profundity of his swordsmanship. The mystery of the sword technique is such that the sword is no longer weaker than the one in Nirvana!"

"Don't speak too early. The Dongxuan Territory Competition is not a one-on-one fight. I heard that Ye Liancheng and other great geniuses have been very close recently. If they join forces, I'm afraid they will also be a big threat! "

"That's right, don't forget, this competition is not only about the human race, but also the great demons of the North Plains, the primitive ancient races of the southern Xinjiang, the alien races of the East China Sea, etc. Who knows how many powerful people will be hidden among them?"

"All in all, this Dongxuan Territory Competition is destined to go down in history and shine through the past and present!"

"And the first place winner in this competition will also be the strongest winner in history, which can be called an unprecedented myth!"

At the foot of Xianxuan Mountain, there is a sea of people and a sea of people.

The monks from all over the world all had their eyes open and were discussing in whispers.

Before the big competition really started, the blood in their hearts could not help but boil!

at this time.

Boom boom boom!

In the sky, a muffled sound like thunder suddenly came.

A golden carriage, pulled by nine ferocious dragons, slowly came from the end of the sky.

The thick clouds were crushed inch by inch.

"Um?!"

Everyone quickly looked up.

At the end of the sky, on both sides of the huge golden carriage that looked like a mountain, there were two golden-armored giants holding the sky and the ground, carrying flags and accompanying them!

The heads of the two golden-armored giants were hidden in the sea of clouds. Every step they took was like an earth dragon turning over. The ground trembled, leaving deep footprints!

On the large flags carried on the shoulders of the two golden-armored giants, one side is a totem of a black sun, and the other side is written in large gold-plated characters like dragons and phoenixes with the huge and sharp word Sikong!

"The Sikong clan is here!"

Suddenly, at the foot of Xianxuan Mountain, countless monks were shocked.

Naturally, they are no strangers to this Sikong family who covers the sky with one hand in Huaizhou and can even be called a behemoth in the entire Dongxuan Territory.

"But Sikong Nan, the most powerful genius of the Sikong family today, was killed by Chen Zhixing, the third son of Ziwei, a few months ago. Why are they here to join in the fun?"

Just when someone expressed some doubts.

Several figures in a row walked out of the golden carriage and stood in the void.

The leader was wearing a black robe and a mask that covered half of his face. There was a scarlet word "sin" carved on the left forehead!

The other three were either fluttering in white, handsome and elegant, or their eyes shone with divine light, revealing a powerful aura, or they had a green wind swirling around them, and they had strange visions, all of which were different from ordinary people.

In an instant, countless creatures looked at these figures, and their pupils shrank slightly.

The third place on the list of immortal geniuses, sin!

Fifth place, Ye Liancheng!

Sixth place, Shen San!

Seventh place, Li Chengfeng!

These four people are clearly the top geniuses in the world!

Inside the golden carriage.

Sikong Xuanji was wearing a python robe, with his head full of purple hair.

He wore a green ring on his thumb, gently opened the carriage curtain, smiled slightly and said:

"Everyone, please don't forget what I said."

"I want Chen Zhixing to stay in Xianxuan Mountain forever this time and die without rebirth!"

Jiu Zui, Ye Liancheng and others heard this and looked back at Sikong Xuanji, then nodded slightly.