After the Fang family disappeared into the gate of the void, a figure in the depths of the canyon was only then that he dared to sneak out of the cave. The man was covered with a layer of dim light and murmured and cursed.

"I can't move the Fang family. I can't deal with Fang Shengnan alone. I am the youngest, but I seem to be unable to deal with him." Zhao Qi was very unwilling.

Fang Shengnan has a great status in the Fang family. Ximen Yan has become Fang Shengnan's toy. What is his ability to grab him?

"Unless the woman leaves by herself, she will have to wait until Fang Shengnan gets tired."

After thinking hard but failed, Zhao Qi comforted himself. Ximen Yan would always get tired of being played for one day, and he would go to capture Ximen Yan.

At this moment, Ximen Yan was in a blessed land with a strong fairy spirit. This place was a small cave heaven outside the Fang family's ancestral land. There were no less than a hundred small cave heavens like this.

More than five hundred years have passed, Ximen Yan ate elixirs as sugar beans, and was promoted from the early stage of the human immortal to the middle stage of the human immortal, and his spiritual power is beyond the reach of ordinary human immortals.

Ximen Yan was very proud. If it were other immortals who wanted to advance to a small realm, it would be easy for thousands of years or ten thousand years, so how could she be as relaxed as she was.

On the flower chair not far away, Wei Bingxin was leisurely swinging on the swing, with her charming fox eyes looking at Ximen Yan from time to time, feeling extremely contemptuous. This woman was eating but eating.

"Sister Yan, I want to ask a few questions about how to win the favor of a victorious man?" Wei Bingxin squeezed out a smile and said.

Ximen Yan opened her mouth and stuffed a snow ginseng as thick as a radish into her mouth. Her eyes were faint and she looked unfathomable.

All kinds of treasures are eaten. Compared with the past, the face of Ximen Yan's girl has become more delicate, radiant, delicate, and her plump figure is fair and tender, as if she can pinch it out of water.

"Just lie there and let her do whatever she wants, anyway, there will be no less meat, just eat it." Ximen Yan said simply and simply.

Wei Bingxin became more and more despised. How could this dead woman say so simply? Whenever Fang Shengnan came, she shamelessly came up to please her in every possible way.

The next moment, Wei Bingxin's face changed drastically, and he took out a soul card in a daze. At some point, his brother's soul card was covered with cracks and turned into powder.

Ximen Yan turned her overly plump body and lazily turned to Wei Bingxin. She knew a little about the matter between the siblings.

"Oh, your brother Wei Ze has returned to the west?" Ximen Yan smiled. She and Wei Bingxin competed for favor for a day or two. Compared to Wei Bingxin's vain and impolite, Ximen Yan does not need such trouble.

Wei Bingxin's charming eyes immediately turned red and she stared at Ximen Yan hatefully. When something happened to her brother, Ximen Yan was gloating.

Ximen Yan stuffed a fairy fruit into her mouth again, and said slowly, "I kindly remind you that I don't have to think about it. It must be Ye Xuan. Even if it wasn't for his own actions, it would be unrelated to him. You must have avenge him."

"Ye, Xuan." Wei Bingxin clenched his teeth. Wei Ze might really die at Ye Xuan's hands because Ye Xuan had a grudge with Wei Ze.

If Ye Xuan were here, he would definitely be furious. I have to say that Ximen Shinfu still knows him very well.

In the world of Buddhist beads, in the ruined temple of Gushan Mountain, Baihe sat cross-legged on the Jingshi Lotus Platform, and the phantom of the third golden lotus on the avenue above his head was completely formed.

"No death and no life, no beginning and no end." Baihe looked up at the sky, and there were more cracks in the sky.

He looked at his right arm again, his realm gradually approaching the Golden Immortal, and he had an enlightenment in his heart.

"Even if I become a golden immortal, I may not be able to break free unless... take this world away." Baihe sighed. Even if it was the residual world, how could he take it away!

All the naked eye sees is false. He is not rejected by the rules of this world. Baihe looks at his right arm, and it seems to be flesh and blood, but gives him the feeling that it is not real, just a skin like a dress.

This is a world that blurs time. The creatures in this world are just repeating a cycle of reincarnation. Some of the people who should have died in the accident will appear in full again a hundred years later.

This is not a reincarnation of the outside world, but a completely identical person who comes from, his surname is very good, and he still reintegrates into his family and city as before he dies, and no one will feel that it is inappropriate.

Baihe slowly closed his eyes and listened to the Buddhist bead space where he was. All kinds of negative voices came. Due to the great changes in the world, the creatures in the Buddhist bead space were wailing.

None of the gods who should have protected the people of all places appeared, and Baihe's spiritual consciousness extended to cities one by one.

The statues of the gods in the temple are dim, and the incense and vows are pouring into the statues. Among them are new gods, who are young and young, and are still confused, and are in a panic with the people in the city.

The center of the wasteland, within the heavenly palace.

One hundred years passed, two hundred years passed... The figure sitting cross-legged under the pillar of the Heavenly Palace was covered with white hair. In the third century, he swallowed the third Bodhi fruit, and the artistic conception of time became clear on him.

"Come here." Ye Xuan withdrew from his deduction and understanding and waved to Fang Rou in the Heavenly Palace.

Fang Rou showed fear on her face. She has always been guarding Ye Xuan for the past three hundred years.

It is precisely because of this that she saw Ye Xuan’s changes most clearly and had a more understanding of what Ye Xuan was like.

Fang Rou is perfect in the human immortals, and Ye Xuan is in the early stage of the human immortals, but Fang Rou has no doubts in her heart. If Ye Xuan attacks her, she may not be able to hold on for a few breaths.

"Yes." Fang Rou's eyes flashed and she slowly moved to Ye Xuan's side.

As soon as she approached Ye Xuan, Fang Rou's face suddenly changed, as if she was deep into the quagmire. The closer she approached Ye Xuan, the slower she felt.

"Let your mind go, don't resist with your cultivation." Ye Xuan glanced at Fang Rou and ordered.

Fang Rou's delicate body was trembling and did not dare to disobey Ye Xuan's orders. She had to sit down anxiously, lowering her head and not daring to look at Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan looked cold, and now the artistic conception of time has been small. Fang Rou and him are in the same realm of human immortality, and they just happened to try it with her.

As the artistic conception of time moved, the strange fluctuations around Ye Xuan became clearer, and Fang Rouzhi felt that everything around him was slowing down, even her perception was blurred a lot.

"Master?" Fang Rou suddenly looked at her hands and screamed in horror.

Her hands were originally round and smooth, but now they were dry and yellow visible to the naked eye. The skin was no longer white and tender, and became loose and aged, dull.

Fang Rou was at a loss and her heart was filled with fear. She subconsciously wanted to use her cultivation to resist, but she was immediately scared by Ye Xuan's eyes that she dared not move.

"Master, let me go, please..." Fang Rou crawled on the ground, begging for mercy.

Ye Xuan remained indifferent, and the artistic conception of time continued to advance. Fang Rou walked from her prime to her old age. Her black hair was gray and gray in an instant, then shedded one by one, her body was shriveled, and she became ugly.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!