"That's right, but they are really perseverant, and they are really useless. In order to prevent me from noticing, they actually spent a full 600,000 yuan to do this, but they still haven't succeeded in a whole 600,000 years. If it weren't for me in the end, I don't know how long it will take to help them." Jiu Yan was still so disdainful.

Feng Chen was even more shocked: "Uncle Jiuyan, why are you still helping them? If you can't open the immortal gate and ascend, those weak-willed immortals may not necessarily fight to the death, and they might even turn into the other party's lackeys."

"That's not up to them."

Seeing that Jiu Yan had other thoughts and had obviously considered the matter, Feng Chen no longer dwelled on the matter. Considering Jiu Yan's strength, Feng Chen suddenly understood.

Maybe he didn't care about the fighting prowess of these immortals in the Lingyuan World. After all, for Jiu Yan, it was just a slap in the face. What he cared about was only their attitude.

They don't defend their own world, but only think about their own survival. When the enemy is in front of them, they just open the fairy gate and run away for their lives. This kind of people just want to force them.

"But is it really that simple? The Guangming Clan and the Ancient You Clan have been planning for 600,000 years to block the world of Lingyuan?" Feng Chen felt very heavy in his heart. What is hidden in this world?

Jiu Yan, his father Feng Li, the Guangming Clan, the Guyou Clan, there are so many existences that are far beyond the boundaries of the world and can dominate the fairy world. Do they really just casually choose a lower realm as a battlefield for each other's games?

There are too many questions without answers, but Jiu Yan and others obviously cannot answer these confusions for themselves, and can only explore slowly.

"Cultivation is still cultivation."

In the late stage of Soul Tempering, there is no problem in dealing with the general early stage of Mahayana. In the middle stage of Mahayana, he should be able to pass two moves, but if he is not restrained by some of his own magical powers, he may not be an opponent.

Feng Chen has a clear understanding of his own strength.

In addition, he had a vague feeling that after he completed the cultivation of the Zhuo Chapter and opened a new chapter, he should be able to uncover some things.

"Alas, when will we be truly invincible in the world? Overcoming everything, no more fog can cover our eyes. I'm afraid I won't even be able to do the taboos mentioned by Jiu Yan." Feng Chen sighed.

"Uncle Jiuyan, what should we do next? Are we going to prepare to fight for the Realm Heart Order?" Feng Chen asked.

"That's right, this world has been sealed off now. Except for the passage that connects to the Jiuding Continent, I am afraid that I have to use great magic power to break the blockade in order to leave. In this case, the World Heart Order is even more important.

But before that, I will take you to visit a few places." Jiu Yan replied.

"Walking around, where? Isn't it time to race against time to practice at this time? Or am I really just a jobber? The real main force is Yan Kai, and I don't have high expectations for myself." Feng Chen secretly thought to himself. Whisper.

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, you will know when we get there." Jiu Yan is mysterious and unpredictable, but Feng Chen always feels that he has some evil intentions.

So, on this day, two people came to the door of Nantian Fusheng Taoist Temple. The moment they appeared.

"boom!"

The sky and the earth buzzed, and thousands of private celestial drums sounded in unison. The heavy drumsticks fell, and their sound was like clouds hanging from the sky, vast and powerful, causing boundless waves.

Suddenly, the color of the sky changed, and the sky seemed to be dyed, filled with a murderous atmosphere. The scene was extremely shocking.

In an instant, the storm surged in the Fusheng Taoist Temple, and the endless immortal formations rose up, scattering large runes, imprinting the void land, and sinking into the earth veins. But even so, it was difficult to isolate the amazing energy, just like the presence of a god.

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The spiritual vein caves, secret lands, temples, and even the many ancestors who were sealed deep underground by the shocking formations were all awakened.

The storm continued, and suddenly it spread across the infinity, affecting half of the southern sky, setting off endless storms, violent tides of spiritual energy, and the heaven and earth were shaken and bowed down, which was simply frightening.

It spread in this way and affected the other four major areas.

"Is this heaven's incline? What a supreme descent?"

"I'm afraid the Nine Tribulations Loose Immortal is nowhere near as good as this."

At Fusheng Taoist Temple, many disciples, elders, and ancestors all rushed out from the cave, from the retreat, and even from the place of sleep. They all looked outside the mountain gate, looking at that person with awe and shock.

The source of breath.

I saw an avenue of golden light coming from the horizon, with endless seas of clouds surging on both sides, the ceiling drooping, and the avenues rising and falling in the sea of ​​clouds. Endless stars appeared in the daytime, but they all trembled together, as if they were expressing their respect.

Clouds are moving all over the sea and sky, and the sun and stars appear to dominate it during the day.

At this moment, the figure is at the center of heaven and earth.

The oldest ancestor in Fusheng Taoist Temple walked out of his sleeping place with a complex expression on his face.

"Is this the being?"

"I once heard my master mention that period of ancient history, where he suppressed the enemies of the world with one palm. Today I can see the supreme body. I have no regrets in this life."

The aura of old age and decay exudes from this old man, and the traces left by time are so obvious, even deeper than Yun Ji of Donghua Sect.

"Ancestor."

The mountains where the Fusheng Taoist Temple is located are rustling, and it seems that it is difficult to carry such aura. The immortal array groans and moans, and the powerful people use various magical powers to no avail.

Just when they saw this old man, everyone stopped what they were doing.

Shocked, even the patrons of Fusheng Taoist Temple were extremely shocked. The portrait of the old man had been hanging in the ancestral hall of Fusheng Taoist Temple for an unknown number of years. It was natural that they could not recognize him.

But their ancestors who were supposed to have ascended countless years ago now appeared alive before their eyes. How could they not be surprised?

Ignoring these younger generations, the old man walked tremblingly, one step at a time, and he was already so close to the end of the world.

After walking out of the formation and in front of the mountain gate, the old man struggled to resist the overwhelming aura, but he solemnly bowed his head and bowed respectfully to the front.

"Infinite Heavenly Lord, Xiaodao Xuanyang, pays homage to the Great Lord."

"Boom."

The sea of ​​clouds shakes, the sky shakes, and indescribable words of power are generated between heaven and earth. They sink calmly, the lighter ones rise, and the golden road spreads out.

"Oh, I didn't expect anyone would remember me."

Jiu Yan spoke in surprise.

"I really didn't expect that there would be someone as ancient as you in Fusheng Taoist Temple. Judging from the aura of time in your body, you have actually experienced that era."

"How dare you mention the word ancient in front of your Majesty?" After saying this, he bowed again, then stood up and said

"The bow I just made was to show respect to the great Lord. This bow is to thank the great Lord for his kindness."

"It seems that you have really survived that era." Jiu Yan was not surprised, and he deserved to be worshiped.

In a sense, he is the savior of countless creatures in the entire Lingyuan world. If he hadn't taken action back then, the entire world would have been slaughtered by the Ancient You clan. But the years have passed, and millions of years are enough to erase too many things.

thing.

"I wonder why the Great Master is here?" Old Taoist Xuanyang shook his robe and was full of respect.

"But if you ask for something, I, Fusheng Taoist Temple, will do my best."

Being so knowledgeable made Jiu Yan feel a little boring, but being so enlightened also made him very satisfied.

"If I don't have it, how about I lend you the treasure house of Fusheng Taoist Temple?"

"If your Majesty needs it, just take it." Upon hearing this, Old Taoist Xuanyang's expression did not change at all. He immediately gave an order to the ancestors and elders of Fusheng Taoist Temple behind him: "Go and get the Taoist temple's treasure house."

"Ancestor."

"Please think again."

Everyone's expressions changed when they heard this. They didn't expect that Old Taoist Xuanyang would actually hand over the treasure trove of Fusheng Taoist Temple. It was the treasure house accumulated by the sect for countless thousands of years. It was so valuable that if they were all taken out, they would be able to obtain it in a short time. This will double the strength of the entire sect.

I really don't want to hand it over now.

"What? My words are useless now?" Master Xuanyang finally changed his expression at this time.

"The Great Master is laughing at it, and the disciples are disdainful, so I, an old man, will go and get it myself for the Great Master."

"Yes." Jiu Yan nodded, his expression unchanged, and he lay down for nine days.

Old Taoist Xuanyang shook off the dim floating dust in his hand, and a cluster of snow-white hair appeared. He didn't know whether it was white hair or floating dust.

At this moment, Feng Chen, who had been quietly observing Xuanyang Old Taoist, changed his expression. It seemed as if millions of years were flowing like smoke in this floating dust. Through these white threads, Feng Chen seemed to see the endless world of mortals. In the grand scene, there are worldly prosperity, actors and pawns, and there are also strong men competing to move mountains and fill seas. There are also real immortals fighting, and the sky is falling and the earth is falling.

There is no doubt that the protagonist of many scenes is the old Taoist Xuanyang in front of him. Once he is in trouble, his life will be ups and downs.

"What a magical power. To be able to realize such magical powers in this world, and to have a first glimpse of the door of time, your talent is simply limitless. If you ascend to the immortal world, you will be an immortal emperor by now."

Jiu Yan's eyes were bright and his divine light soared. There was a lot of shock and praise in his words.

"My Majesty, I am overly praised. How can I enter the eyes of your Majesty with a small path? It doesn't matter whether I enter the Immortal Realm or not. Wherever I can't get a glimpse of the Great Dao, not to mention that the alien races in this world have not been exterminated, how can I go, and how can I want to go."

"Back then, the Guyou clan wiped out my whole Li family, leaving only my mother and me as a posthumous son. If it hadn't been for the Great Lord to suppress the world at the last moment, Xuanyang would not be what it is today."

"There is a deep hatred in the sea of ​​blood. In this life, I do not want to attain enlightenment and become an immortal. I only want to kill all the ancient ghosts in the world."

Speaking of this, the murderous intent in Xuanyang's eyes surged. No, he can no longer be called an old Taoist at this moment.

When a handful of floating dust was swaying, there was no trace of the old scene. Only a young Taoist with extraordinary appearance and unruly black hair could be seen. There was still a faint trace of the old Xuanyang Taoist just now. But it was Feng Chen who had just appeared in thousands of pictures. A figure seen in.

"Your Majesty, please wait a moment. I will fetch the treasure trove for you right now."

Xuanyang's appearance has changed, his aura has changed, but the only thing that hasn't changed is his respect for Jiu Yan.

As he spoke, the infinite power from heaven and earth descended, and silver threads of floating dust fell from the sky, turning into thousands of silver dragons and rushing into the depths of Fusheng Taoist Temple.
Chapter completed!