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Chapter 822 The giant on the horizon falls

It took Feng Qingyan seven or eight months to correct the method of practicing in the first realm.

It took more than ten months to correct the method of cultivation in the second realm, and it also took seven or eight months to correct the method of cultivation in the third realm.

But it only took more than two months to correct the cultivation method of the fourth realm.

It was precisely because he had modified the method of cultivating the strongest four realms in just over two years that his mental energy was exhausted.

"The master of the palace was exhausted because he created the most powerful cultivation method in three realms..."

Xie Bian's expression changed.

After all, it is difficult to fully recover after your mental energy is exhausted, especially the higher the level, the harder it is to recover.

and.

Exhaustion of the heart is likely to lead to heart exhaustion or heart failure.

Therefore, there must be room for everything, and one must not use all his strength.

Fortunately, it seems that the Palace Master did not suffer from mental exhaustion or heart failure due to exhaustion.

This made Xie Bian feel a little relieved.

But he was exhausted and couldn't help at all. He could only rely on the palace master to recover slowly.

It may not be possible to recover yet.

The higher the realm, the less afraid of physical injuries, but the more afraid of mental exhaustion and heart failure.

Because both are almost irreversible.

The master of the palace created the most powerful cultivation method in the realm of the underworld. The mental energy consumed is unimaginable and terrifying, and it may lead to...

He was very worried that the palace master would not be able to recover.

"What should I do?"

At this moment, Xie Bi'an gently put down the palace master and let him lie flat on the gorgeous bubbles. "You have created the most powerful cultivation method in the underworld. Can you still recover your mental strength?"

If the mental strength cannot be recovered, the person will be almost useless.

But fortunately.

This is just a clone of the Palace Master.

After an unknown amount of time, Feng Qingyan finally opened his eyes and slowly woke up. However, he looked extremely tired and listless.

"Master of the Palace?"

Xie Bi'an said in great surprise.

Feng Qingyan nodded slightly, struggled to sit up, and said feebly: "How long have I been asleep?"

"Master, I'm afraid this has been going on for more than half a year."

Xie Bian thought for a while and said.

"I've been asleep for more than half a year?"

Feng Qingyan frowned. Seeing the worry on Xie Bian's face, he said, "I'm fine. I just need to rest for a while."

"Master, it will be fine if everything is fine."

Xie Bian nodded quickly, but he was still very worried.

"call--"

Feng Qingyan breathed out, feeling a little better, and struggled to stand up. But? At this moment, he had no strength at all. His whole body was shaky and he couldn't stand up.

"Master of the Palace."

Xie Bian quickly supported him and said, "Take a rest first."

"When correcting the practice method? It caused excessive mental exertion, and I should be able to recover quickly." Feng Qingyan was not too worried. After all, he knew his own situation, so he smiled and said, "It must be safe? Don't worry too much, in the future."

The place where I was born can restore my mental strength very well."

Xie Bian nodded.

A few days passed in the blink of an eye, and Feng Qingyan was able to stand up.

"Leaved Wanshan Realm? It's been more than two years? I wonder how they are doing?" Feng Qingyan frowned and thought, feeling slightly worried.

At this moment, my mental strength has not recovered, and I cannot continue to correct my practice.

He was thinking about how to take away a piece of brilliant bubble to protect the Kyushu people in Wanshan Realm. And he didn't lie? Being in the death land of Duanhunjuemeng really helped him regain his mental strength. At this moment? His mental strength

Slowly recovering...

But the speed of recovery is very slow.

However, whether it is the existence of the Holy Realm or the Imperial Realm, if you want to restore your mental strength, it will not take thousands or tens of thousands of years. It is simply impossible.

It may even be impossible to recover forever.

"With my current recovery speed? I'm afraid it will take hundreds of years to fully recover." He frowned slightly, but how could he have time to spend in a dream now?

"It's better to go back to Wanshan Realm first and pass on the cultivation method of the three realms."

Feng Qingyan was thinking.

He planned to wait for the deity to arrive and then return to the place of death to regain his mental strength. Moreover, with the deity sitting in the world of the dead, he didn't need to worry about anything at all.

But how do you pull away a cloud?

He still didn't give up.

After all, the clouds formed by these gorgeous bubbles are really terrifying.

Perhaps if they leave the place of death, the power of the brilliant bubbles will not be so terrifying, but they can still fight against the holy realm.

There is only a cloud floating above the heads of the human race.

Who dares to attack?

Soon after, he was walking around in the clouds of soul-destroying dreams, and came to the deepest darkness of nothingness.

The gate of hell still hasn’t emerged.

Maybe it had surfaced, but he didn't appear in time.

At this moment, he closed his eyes and stood quietly in the darkness, thinking about how to pull away a cloud.

In the blink of an eye, more than half a year has passed.

He could only walk out disappointed, and said to Xie Bian, who had been waiting quietly, "Bian, let's go."

Xie Bi'an didn't say anything and walked out of the gorgeous bubble.

When he walked out of the gorgeous bubble, Xie Bian looked back at the place where Duanhun Juemeng died, and said: "Master of the Palace, where are we going here? Wanshan Realm?"

"Um."

Feng Qingyan stopped, turned around and looked back at the place where Duanhunjuemeng died, and said: "As for the revenge of Qingming Realm, I'm afraid I can only avenge it when I come."

Xie Bian said nothing, but he did not dare to forget the blood feud.

"You guys, would you like me to go to the Ten Thousand Mountains Realm to protect our Nine Provinces human race?"

At this moment, Feng Qingyan said to countless gorgeous bubbles, but he didn't hold out any hope, he was just a little used to it.

But what he didn't expect was...

After he finished speaking.

Countless gorgeous bubbles trembled slightly, as if responding to him, and a small piece of cloud actually floated out.

Feng Qingyan was stunned for a moment, but also relieved.

Xie Bi'an was extremely surprised when he saw it, but he knew the terror of the brilliant bubbles. If the human race in the Wanshan Realm were protected by the brilliant bubbles, then the human race would no longer have to worry about the attack from the holy realm.

If the blue underworld also has the protection of brilliant bubbles.

So……

He suddenly felt a little resentful in his heart, why did he meet the Palace Master so late?

If we had met the palace master earlier, then the 35.6 million people in the Qing Ning Realm would not have to die tragically under the massacre of the Celestials.

"I see……"

A smile appeared on Feng Qingyan's face.

At this moment, the wishful path suddenly appeared under his feet, but it was already very faint, and he didn't know if it could support him back to the Wanshan Realm.

However, no matter whether the road is light or thick, others cannot see it.

"Let's go."

Feng Qingyan said to a small piece of cloud floating out, and at the same time he pulled Xie Bian and walked quickly to the Wanshan realm. At this moment, he almost stepped out of the boundary in two or three steps, and he was not walking in the boundary wall.

Xie Bian was extremely curious.

The master of the palace is obviously only in the Underworld realm, and he has not yet recovered from his mental exhaustion. How can he cross countless worlds?

However, considering that the palace master is just a clone and is still in the realm of the underworld, he created the most powerful cultivation method. Is there anything he can't do?

Isn’t it just across countless worlds?

This is something that even the Emperor Realm can do, why can't the Palace Master do it?

Mingtian only has ten powerful methods of cultivation, but how many Emperor-level realms have been born throughout the ages?

This will definitely not be less.

"Master of the Palace, which realm is the Wanshan Realm?"

Xie Bian asked.

"I haven't asked about this. For the human race in the Ten Thousand Mountains Realm, the world is still too big."

Feng Qingyan was stunned for a moment and said.

He did not ask at the time and was very unfamiliar with the world of the dead.

The humans in the Ten Thousand Mountains Realm only know that their location is the Ten Thousand Mountains Realm, and they know several nearby realms, such as the Thousand Lakes Realm, Stone Cloud Realm, etc.

They don't even know what boundary it is.

Several days passed.

Feng Qingyan took Xie Bi'an and finally walked out of the far north.

However, the gorgeous clouds trailing behind him did not surprise those who saw it.

These people are all in the holy realm.

If it weren't for the holy realm, Feng Qingyan's figure and the huge cloud would not be visible at all.

A small cloud.

It’s just compared to the Duanhunjuemengyuncai.

"Bian, do you know how big the world of the dead is?"

Feng Qingyan said as he walked.

"Palace Master, I'm afraid no one knows this. Perhaps only those above the Imperial realm can know?"

Xie Bian pondered for a moment and said.

"Is the world of the dead really so big?"

Feng Qingyan seemed to be talking to himself, frowning slightly, and then asked about the situation in the world of the dead. After all, Xie Bian is in the Holy Realm, so he must know more than the people in the Wanshan Realm, "By the way, tell me what you know.

"

Xie Bian spoke without thinking too much.

Not long after, Feng Qingyan frowned and found that the road under his feet was getting lighter, and it seemed that he could not support his return to Wanshan Realm.

"What's wrong, Master?"

Xie Bian was a little confused and asked, did he say something wrong just now?

"I'm afraid I won't be able to return to Wanshan Realm directly."

Feng Qingyan frowned and said, but now he is at least nearly one-twentieth of the distance from Wanshan Realm. However, just this one-twentieth of the distance would require him to fly for hundreds of years...

"What's the meaning?"

Xie Bian didn't understand.

"I'm exhausted. I'm afraid I won't be able to continue flying, so I can only fly at a normal speed." Feng Qingyan said solemnly, walking faster.

I hope that with my last effort, I can go further.

"..."

Xie Bian still doesn't quite understand.

However, Xie Bian is in the holy realm. If he were to fly, it might only take a few years. No, if he were to walk on the boundary wall, it would not take a few years, or even a few months.

Feng Qingyan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, he shortened the distance to one fortieth by taking advantage of his last wish.

But it is still far away from Wanshan Realm.

Shortly after.

Feng Qingyan and Xie Bian fell to the ground.

This is an unknown realm, not considered deserted, but the surrounding area is filled with the smell of blood...

"Master, be careful, there is a war in this world."

Xie Bian immediately warned.

Rumble——

There was a violent vibration in the distance.

There is a terrifying aura pulsing, tearing apart the sky in the distance and causing the earth to crack open. Moreover, a huge figure appears on the horizon...

Roar--

The huge figure roared, bursting out with terrifying power. However, it was beaten back by a very small figure...

These are all existences in the holy realm.

"It's actually a battle in the Holy Realm?"

Xie Bi'an was a little surprised. He didn't expect that any realm where he landed randomly would have the existence of a holy realm.

This is too much luck, isn't it?

At this moment, Feng Qingyan squinted his eyes and looked, vaguely feeling that the giant on the horizon looked familiar.

It's like I've seen it in a previous life.

"Master, is that giant a Titan?"

After a moment, Xie Bian said in surprise, and suddenly flew up and stared at the battle in the distance, "Master, the giant is indeed the Titan clan, and the one fighting the Titan clan is..."

He didn't see it yet.

After all, there are thousands of races in the world of the dead, and there are many similar races, just like the human race. In the human race, in addition to the Kyushu human race, there are many humans, and some human races are basically the same as the Kyushu human race.

At this moment, I saw that very small figure, with a terrifying light suddenly bursting out from his forehead.

But it tore Tianyu apart and penetrated the huge figure at the same time.

boom!

The huge figure fell down, and the ground shook suddenly.

"Three-Eyed Clan!"

At this moment, Xie Bian said with murderous intent, "Palace Master, the people fighting against the Titan clan are the Three-Eyed clan."

Whether they are the three-eyed tribe or the celestial tribe, they are all human tribes.

But Kyushu's biggest enemy.

"Three-Eyed Clan? Titan Clan? It seems a little familiar..."

Feng Qingyan frowned, but still didn't think of it, "Tell me about the situation of the Titan clan and the Three-Eyed clan."

"Master, the Titans are our allies in the Nine Provinces, while the Three-Eyeds are the lackeys of the Celestials." Xie Bian said with hatred on his face, "This is true whether in the world of the sun or in the underworld! This Three-Eyeds,

In order to please the Celestials, I have massacred countless people from my tribe. The Three-Eyed Clan is my biggest enemy in Kyushu, besides the Celestials..."

At this moment, Xie Biande's eyes were a little bloodshot.

The so-called enemies are extremely jealous when they meet.

"Then go up and slaughter the Three-Eyed Clan."

Feng Qingyan said coldly, suddenly flew over and walked towards the sky.

"good!"

Xie Bian nodded and suddenly flew towards the sky, but he rushed back not long after he flew out.

"Why are you back?" Feng Qingyan asked in confusion, "Is there more than one saint in the Three-Eyed Clan?"

"no."

Xie Bi'an pondered for a moment, not knowing what to say for a moment, "Palace Master, you..."

"Are you worried about my safety?"

Feng Qingyan guessed something and said: "There is no need to worry. With this cloud above our head, no matter how many holy realms we come to, there is only a dead end."

"I forgot."

Xie Bi'an slapped his forehead fiercely and said with a salute: "Master of the palace, I will leave now."

"Since the Titans are our allies of the Nine Provinces Human Race, we should help them with all our strength and not let our allies feel cold."

Feng Qingyan warned.

"I know."

Xie Bi'an nodded and sighed: "From ancient times to the present, the Titans have still stood by our Jiuzhou side and have never rebelled. For this reason, the Titans have also paid a huge price and were almost wiped out."

After saying that, Xie Bian flew away and appeared on the horizon in a few breaths.

Feng Qingyan did not stop. With a cloud above his head, he could almost walk sideways. However, the cloud above his head could only passively defend and could not actively attack.

As he walked towards the horizon step by step.

The gorgeous clouds above his head were tearing the sky apart all the time, drifting towards the sky with him.






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