"You are still as shocked as I first met you." Han Li said with a smile.

"When I first met, I didn't remember you had awe of the gods. That time Mo Jiao, you..." Nangong Wan said this, realizing that something was wrong, and she stopped quickly.

This time, two red clouds flew on their cheeks.

Han Li held her into his arms, and a look of remembrance appeared in his eyes, and he said slowly:

"Speaking of this, I have to thank the Mo Jiao for that mistakenly treating his lewd bag as a dragon pill, between you and me..."

"Don't say it quickly..." Even though she had already become a Taoist partner, Nangong Wan still felt embarrassed. She raised a finger and pressed Han Li's lips to stop him from continuing.

The sunlight in the forest shines down and shines on the two of them, with a slight warmth. From time to time, the birds and birds chirping, and the mountain wind passes by, like a plain hand brushing.

Han Li stopped talking, just hugged him gently, enjoying this rare tranquility.

...

Time flies, half a month has passed.

The Juemo Realm under the Nanlin Immortal Realm is the world with the smallest area and the weakest spiritual energy among the human worlds under the many Immortal Realm.

In this world, ten out of ten people who reproduce and grow are ordinary people. Even those who are born with spiritual roots and have the qualifications to practice are among the few.

It is precisely because of the lack of spiritual energy in the world that the immortal medicine and spiritual herbs are naturally poor, and the cultivation resources are pitifully small. Often, the cultivators in the Kan-Chief Stage are already rare in cultivation geniuses. As for the cultivators in the Nascent Soul Stage, they are even more like God-like existences, and they are absolutely strong people standing at the top of this world.

Therefore, this world is still dominated by the secular world, and more are martial arts and martial arts.

As for those cultivating immortals who come and go, they are often like gods, and they only appear in word-of-mouth legends and various narrative novels.

Therefore, in this world, it is rare to see those monks fighting each other. After all, it is already very difficult to embark on the path of immortality. Even the limit of life span cannot be broken, let alone betting on making enemies and fighting.'

But on this day, the first immortal cultivation sect in Beiyuan, this world, was killed by a mortal enemy of the Southern Xinjiang Kingdom.

The mortal enemy of the Southern Xinjiang Kingdom was just a mid-stage cultivator in Jiedan. His strength was far less than that of the current sect leader of Yinshan Sect. The latter was already a late-stage cultivator in Jiedan decades ago.

Logically speaking, he didn't have the courage to come to the door.

However, the fact is that this man not only directly killed the Yinshan Sect, but also controlled a large number of poisonous substances with his bone flute control of insects, killing the disciples who were less than a hundred people in this sect.

It would be fine if it was just some ordinary poisons, but what was difficult to deal with is that there were many extremely rare spiritual insects hidden among these poisons, including twenty-eight gold-eating insects that have not yet grown completely.

After a fight, the leader of the Yinshan Sect was left, and several seriously injured elders, who were forced to the ancestor hall on the sect’s ancestral peak with spiritual insects and poisons.

Among them, the head of Yinshan Sect was a short and childlike man with a hairy hair, with a bloody shoulder on his right side, and even his arms and sleeves were cleaned for the twenty-eight gold-eating insects.

"It was just an omission back then that led to your failure to break the realm. Why did you kill me so much?" The head of the army looked pale and looked at the man who used the bone flute to control the swaned head of the insect.

The latter stopped playing, and the poisonous spirit insects stopped temporarily and did not continue to chase.

"This world has limited spiritual energy and is not enough to support too many Nascent Soul cultivators. After you stop me once, I may be afraid that it will be difficult to break the mirror in my life. Do you think this revenge should be avenged?" The man with a banyan head said coldly.

"Even so, you have completely destroyed my sect. It's time to stop..." the leader persuaded.

"It's still one step away. As long as you die, your Yinshan Sect will be truly destroyed." The man with a banyan head continued unmoved.

After saying that, the bone flute in his hand sounded again, and the large area of ​​ghosts surrounded by the peak moved again, heading the Yinshan Sect and others for the sake of going over.

At this moment, there seemed to be a faint vibration between heaven and earth. Everyone felt something at that moment, but no one cared, because after that moment of movement, everything returned to normal.

Immediately afterwards, a riot suddenly broke out in the swarm controlled by the man with a banana. The originally neat team suddenly became a group of people. The ordinary poisons were nothing unusual, but the spirit insects among them all broke away from control.

Seeing this, the man with a banyan head was shocked and hurriedly mobilized his spiritual power with all his strength to try to control the spirit insects.

Unexpectedly, when he used all his strength, the spirit insects that had originally tried to fly away suddenly turned and flew towards him under the leadership of twenty-eight gold-eating insects.

After a tragic cry, the man with a banyan man was completely dead, leaving only a bloody skeleton standing there.

The Yinshan Sect, who witnessed this terrifying scene, were frightened, but found that the spirit insects flew into the sky and ran away after killing him, without any intention of attacking them, and the poisonous creatures scattered and left.

The few people who survived the disaster looked at each other, but they didn't know what was going on.

At the top of a majestic mountain peak in the middle of the mortal realm, where it connects with the sky, a space crack of dozens of feet long is now cracking, and groups of spiritual insects of various shapes are gathering from all directions and flying towards them.

However, almost all the spirit insects in this were torn into pieces by the power of space when they flew into the cracks, and only dozens of gold-eating insects flew into it safely.

...

Gaochang Xiandi, Moeh Sect.

A low mountain range hidden in the poisonous miasma of thousands of miles, almost all the abdomen of the mountain were hollowed out, with maze-like passages and hundreds of palaces distributed inside.

Countless aliens with ants' heads but human bodies were all wearing black armors of the same standard, busy walking through the labyrinth passage.

At this moment, in a huge underground palace deepest in the abdomen, a huge white queen ants lies. Her lower body is plump and white, looking like a spring silkworm, but her upper body is no different from that of a human race, and she even has a beautiful and flawless woman's face.

At this moment, a slight shock of the sky and the earth attacked in an instant. The white ant queen's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, with an incredible look of surprise in her eyes.

"Is it impossible, no, it must be... it must be..."

She screamed incoherently, and a fluorescent flash on her body instantly turned into a human form, turning into a young woman in a white gauze dress, but her aura was at the late stage of Daluo.

"Come..."

With a loud shout, seven or eight figures rushed in outside the hall, holding their fists and kneeling on the ground.

"The day we were waiting for finally came. The army gathered and came out in full bloom..." the queen ant shouted loudly.

"Subordinate to obey the order." When the eight people heard this, they were startled, and then they were ecstatic and responded one after another.

On this day, almost the largest insect tide in history broke out in various parts of the Gaochang Immortal Realm.

But for some reason, these spiritual insects that seemed to have made an appointment to riot did not attack the city, but gathered towards Zhu Yuanfeng, the highest peak in the fairyland, covering the sky and the sun.

Someone with good deeds went to investigate and found that at some point a huge space crack appeared above Zhu Yuan Peak.

...

Beihan Immortal Realm.

A snowy ice field in the far north of the Minghan Continent is raging all year round. The earth is sealed by thousands of years of mysterious ice. Not only are people rarely visited, but other creatures are hard to find.

An iceberg is isolated on it, with crystal blue all over it. Only a huge and vague shadow can be seen under the cover of the blizzard.

Without warning, a light "click" sound pierced the sound of the storm in the blizzard.

Huge pieces of iceberg peeled off from the mountain, making waves of roar, revealing a huge cocoon of thousands of feet high.

With a slight sound of "swish", the huge silkworm cocoon suddenly cracked open, and a large blue light ray lit up from it, and the cold air soaring into the sky spread out, almost freezing the blizzard falling within a hundred miles around.

In the blue light, a white-haired man with two long tentacles on his forehead flew out from it.

His cheeks are thin, his lines are tough, his appearance looks quite handsome, his eyes are even more shining with a faint blue crystal light, his eyes are cold and full of strange charm.

He is quite long, wearing a blue leather armor, and four blue wings behind him, flashing one after another, and his aura is actually at the peak of Daluo.

"Wang, are you finally coming back..." His dark blue eyes looked at the sky covered by the blizzard and murmured.

The next moment, with four wings blowing, a powerful snowstorm surged around him, but his figure disappeared.

...

Middle Earth Immortal Realm, Heavenly Palace Continent, and somewhere in the Heavenly Court.

In a huge palace full of green green like jade, a tall man with short hair, shirtless face, eyes wide open, muscles all over his body, and swollen dark green robe was pacing back and forth in front of an emerald throne. The veins on his forehead were slightly raised, and his expression was quite serious.

In front of him, there were several priests of the Heavenly Court standing, clearly all of whom were strong men of Daluo level. In front of him, they all lowered their hands in front of him, with a respectful look on their faces and a bit of fear.

The reason is nothing else, because this Vajra-like man named Xuanyuan Jie, is a Taoist ancestor of the Five Elements Origin, and is one of the "Seven Lords of Heaven" who stands at the peak of power in the Heavenly Court.

"What you said is true? In addition to Huliang Immortal Lord, even Tong Qiu was assassinated?" Xuanyuan Jie grabbed the handrail of the throne and asked coldly.

"Reported to the ancestor of the Heavenly Lord, all the Eight Sons of Reincarnation were dispatched, and they formed two groups to hunt the powerful people from various realms who came to participate in the Bodhi Banquet in various immortal realms. They were really hard to guard against. The two of them had been assassinated and fell." One of them knelt down with a "plop" and quickly explained.

The other people immediately bowed down and did not dare to speak anymore.
Chapter completed!