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Chapter 283? New era, new monsters, new gods

In Pingyuan City, the base camp of the super tycoon Qin family, the night is soft and various aircraft are flying through the sky.

When Wang Xuan came, he was a little worried about Chen Yongjie and secretly came to support him. After all, there were a large number of descendants of immortals now. It was hard to say that they had no idea about the conch.

Skyscrapers tower into the sky, one after another, and the city garden is like a large virgin forest with a large area, accompanied by lakes and rivers. The whole city is modern, full of technology, and also has fresh natural scenery.

At night, Wang Xuan came to a hotel not far from the Qin family manor, stood in front of the window and looked over there.

Chen Yongjie said that he had made a deal with the Qin family to extend Qin Hongyuan's life for twenty years. Old Qin immediately agreed decisively and was very happy to let him go and get the conch by himself, which was gradually getting closer.

"The transaction I made with Dixianquan..." Lao Chen informed the details.

Moreover, he reminded Wang Xuan that he could use the Immortal Spring, as its effect was weakening.

Wang Xuan stood in front of the window, looking at the night sky, holding a cup, and drank the Dixianquan mixed with extraordinary royal jelly. The effect was indeed weaker.

If this super substance is not stored in the fragments of the blessed land, it will expire within three days.

In this current world, all super matter is drying up and decaying, and the effectiveness of the Earthly Immortal Spring stored in the fragments of the blessed land is also weakening.

Wang Xuan felt that in addition to leaving some for his parents and relatives and keeping enough food for himself, he could indeed consider doing transactions.

"I didn't expect that the extraordinary would decline so quickly. In a few months, the Earthly Immortal Spring would turn into an ordinary spring."

He had quite a lot of Earthly Immortal Spring. He had taken away two square meters of it, about four thousand kilograms. Even though Grandmaster Ma drank a lot and Zhao Qinghan used some of it for beauty treatments, there was still too much left behind.

After allocating the portion to Lao Chen, plus Wang Xuan's own squandering, it is conservatively estimated that there are more than 2,500 kilograms of the blessed land fragments.

Wang Xuan sighed, originally he wanted to use the Earthly Immortal Spring to survive the drying up period after the collapse of the myth, but now this wish has come to nothing!

Under the night sky, the Qin family's movement was a bit loud. A pale golden light rose up, dyeing the sky with peace and sanctity. That was the Buddha's light shining everywhere!

Wang Xuan heard it clearly. There were bursts of Zen singing there, the sound was loud, and the golden words flew up, reflected in the air, and illuminated the heaven and earth.

It was originally dark night, but the Qin family's secret vault was completely shrouded in golden Buddha light.

Wang Xuan looked there and saw that the movement of Lao Chen's tossing was a bit loud, but this further showed that the snow-white conch was terrifying and difficult to collect.

Of course, it's not all caused by the conch. The Qin family's secret treasury is almost full of Buddhist-related antiquities, with a dazzling array of Buddhist utensils everywhere.

The twelve gold-leaf pages of the Sakyamuni Sutra are also there.

Wang Xuan's pupils glowed with divine light. He saw a human being with wings flying in the night sky and submerging into Qin's house. With a whoosh, he drove the flying boat and rushed over in an instant.

Silently, he put away the dark gold flying boat and set foot in the Qin family manor for a formal visit.

"Brother Wang!" Qin Hong was quite enthusiastic when he saw him coming uninvited. He called him brother, took his arm and invited him in.

Wang Xuan is called a nanny. It would be fine if you don't know who he is. Qin Hong, who is like a dog, despises practitioners behind his back and denounces him as a martial artist, but he is so warm in front of others.

In fact, Qin Hong is not so fake now. In the past few days, he has been receiving weasel spirits, tiger spirits, vixens, immortal queens, etc., and he is really tired. Seeing a normal human being, he feels very close to him.

Sure enough, a lot of people came to the secret warehouse, some of them looked like strangers at first glance, because their eyebrows were raised and their eyes were opening and closing like lightning flashing across them.

There are also alien species with wings and flowing brilliance, which look quite extraordinary.

There are more true fairy descendants and demon fairy descendants who are more normal, no different from ordinary people, and their clothes are very modern and even fashionable.

At the entrance of the secret treasury, Lao Chen is wearing a cassock and holding a silver alms bowl. He has an outstanding temperament!

He circulated the Sakyamuni Sutra, and bright golden light circulated throughout his body. The Buddha's radiance covered his short hair. This appearance...fitted that of a young eminent monk!

There were people competing with him for the treasure, including aliens and humans, all very young, and they were all chanting sutras to attract the snow-white conch to come closer to them.

This is Wen Dou, who uses spiritual energy to communicate with Dharma Conch and wants to lead him there!

There is no doubt that Lao Chen currently has the absolute advantage. The techniques practiced by these people are not compatible with the runic energy emitted by the magic conch.

Even if someone practices Buddhist scriptures, it is definitely not as good as the Sakyamuni Sutra practiced by Lao Chen, which has the same origin as that snow-white conch!

"It's boring. It's so formal. It doesn't look like something a practitioner would do. Isn't it a matter of fighting to determine who owns the rare treasures? Let's fight, Master Chen!"

Some people couldn't hold their breath anymore, because the snow-white conch was floating towards Lao Chen, getting closer and closer.

This man has a sharp mouth, monkey cheeks, high cheekbones, and yellow eyebrows. He should be an anomaly, but he is indeed very energetic and is a master.

"Huang Ming, you are not a person with a predestined relationship with the Buddha. You have not practiced Buddhism, so you should retreat." Old Chen Bao looked solemn, wearing a cassock, and looked kind and kind.

"Who said that, there is a great immortal with yellow eyebrows in Journey to the West? Didn't he come from Buddhism? Look, I also have yellow eyebrows, so I am naturally related to Buddhism." Huang Ming shook his head, looking like a weasel spirit no matter what.

In fact, he really is, and there are descendants of immortals next to him who are muttering, "What kind of Buddhist are you pretending to be, Huang Taixian!"

Wang Xuan looked at it again and again. This guy was interesting. He had already read Journey to the West in just a few days?

It was impossible for him to just watch. At least there were nearly ten people fighting with Chen Yongjie. If Lao Chen was distracted, Fa Luo might actually be picked up and taken away by others.

Wang Xuan spit out a syllable, and others didn't notice it, but Huang Ming suddenly turned around, because in his view, a bright golden light rushed towards him, blooming in front of him, and a huge lion's roar made his blood boil.

He seemed to see a golden lion, roaring and rushing towards him!

This is what Wang Xuan gained from practicing the Sakyamuni Sutra in the interior location a few days ago. He is now familiar with all the secret techniques and can perform some of them.

"You want him to stand up for him?" Huang Ming looked over.

Wang Xuan nodded. Chen Yongjie faced too many people and he needed to share the burden. He also wanted to see how strong these young creatures who had crossed over were.

"Are you that Wang Xuan?" Huang Daxian's expression changed. Many people among the immortals knew this name, because he caused a lot of losses to Huang Kun's camp.

In particular, that powerful camp sent people to cross the border in the end, but there was no movement, the death was unknown, and there was no sound.

Some people speculate that Wang Xuan has a rare treasure on his body!

"We have agreed that it will only be a physical fight, and no treasures can be used, until the point is reached." Huang Ming said.

People thought that Wang Xuan would nod in agreement. After all, Wong Tai Sin had a low profile and looked reasonable.

"That's not good, I'm not good at hand-to-hand combat, so I only have one weapon that I can use." Wang Xuan shook his head.

Everyone was speechless, you are so embarrassed to say that.

Wong Tai Sin's hair stood on end, was this grandson going to kill him with a rare treasure? It was just like he had dealt with those creatures that crossed the border earlier.

He felt that if he had not said this in advance, he would probably have died!

When the immortals cross the realm, the body will collapse and only some fragments of the soul can come over. The same goes for weapons of the same level.

Therefore, this time, the immortals sent some descendants. Because their strength was not high and the influence of the Old Testament was small, they could retain their physical bodies, but they could not bring over powerful exotic treasures.

"I treat people with sincerity, but you don't care!" Huang Ming said.

Wang Xuan was a little lost. This weasel did not match the image he had guessed and the legend. How could he be so... sincere? Impossible!

"The conch was exchanged by Chen Yongjie for a sacred object. It's already wrong for you to fight for it. Besides, is it really fair for you to fight with me? Even if you come through the curtain and suffer damage, there is a high probability that you will be close to Xiaoyaoyou.

You must be a practitioner of a great realm." Wang Xuan looked at him.

"If I recover from my injuries and completely recover my body, I will be close to the realm of Xiaoyaoyou. But now my bones are broken and my body is bleeding. My real state is similar to yours..." Huang Ming wanted to go on.

As a result, Wang Xuan was very happy and interrupted directly, saying: "Okay, come on!"

He has received a secret report from Zhong Cheng, and Xiao Zhong learned from the descendants of the Immortals that after correcting mistakes in this world, approaching Xiaoyaoyou is the current ceiling.

However, after crossing the border, many people are now in a very bad condition with their flesh and blood damaged, their bones broken, and even their bodies mutilated.

Wong Tai Sin was suspicious and thought to himself, why did this grandson fall out so quickly?

Wang Xuan's hands are itchy. Since the other party is now at the same level as him, he can just weigh the qualities of the following Immortal Queens.

Of course, if the opponent hides his strength and wants to deal harsh blows to him, then I'm sorry, he really has to use his powerful weapons and rare treasures in advance to serve him.

The two of them started to fight, there were no fancy moves, they were quite direct, fist seals and punches.

Wang Xuan didn't use Feathering Fist, it would be too eye-catching, and he was afraid of being stared at. Instead, he used physical skills from the slate scriptures that no one could practice.

After the second true form diagram was unfolded, the colorful secret power flowed in his body and exploded in his fist. The power was really terrifying.

Between heaven and earth, it was like a thunderbolt, making people's blood boil and their souls throb.

Huang Ming's demon blood boiled and he had no reservations. He did not dare to be careless. In his opinion, the man in front of him was very dangerous and he had killed fragments of the immortal's soul.

Boom!

There was a terrifying blood energy between the two of them, causing the turf in the courtyard to collapse, and several century-old trees to explode on the spot!

"I'll go!" Huang Ming waved his hand. His arm was already injured, but now it was even more unbearable. A large piece of flesh and blood almost fell off due to the shock.

Wang Xuan was moved, but the opponent was only knocked back a few steps by him. This Huang Taixian was full of blood, and if his physical body recovered, he would definitely be close to the realm of Xiaoyaoyou.

He still has to work hard to improve himself and reach the ceiling of combat power allowed by Xinxing as soon as possible!

Many people are surprised that they come from behind the scenes, and the resources they receive and the techniques they practice are all given by immortals, and they are extremely powerful.

Even if Huang Ming was not in the right state, he should be able to crush the mortal creatures of the same level, but instead he took a few steps back.

Many people looked at Wang Xuan with different eyes. No wonder he was remembered by some immortals. He was indeed very special!

"It's interesting, let me try again!" Huang Ming said. His body was actually more than a head taller, his cheekbones were more prominent, his teeth were sharper, and a big tail appeared on his back. Was he half-demon?

His blood energy skyrocketed and his strength increased a lot!

"boom!"

He rushed forward, and the boiling demon blood surged his strength. The powerful force field pulled hundreds of kilograms of strange stones in the courtyard to float.

"That's enough Huang Ming, it's just a competition. No matter what happens, you will turn into a demon." Someone spoke and quickly took action.

It was a trendy man, wearing red pants, a colorful patterned T-shirt, and a famous watch on his wrist. The watch chain was actually made of solar gold. This man was indeed quite handsome, with three-dimensional features, natural silver hair, and eyes.

Bright and bright.

He stretched out an index finger, and with the sound of a sonic boom, hundreds of kilograms of strange rocks around him shook and flew into the distance.

boom!

He pressed a finger against Huang Ming's fist, causing Huang Ming to fly six or seven meters backwards as if struck by lightning.

Huang Ming's fists were bleeding, and he hurriedly shook his arms. The whole arm seemed to explode.

"Xiaoyaoyou?" Wang Xuan looked moved. This young silver-haired man is a great master!

"No, it's not even close. I'm also injured." The man smiled and introduced himself as Kong Yun.

He is from the demon tribe, but he is qualified to compete for the Snow White Dharma Conch because this tribe has a close relationship with Buddhism. According to legend, a peacock is the mother of Buddha.

"Brother Kong." Huang Ming came over, and then apologized to Wang Xuan, saying: "I'm sorry, for a moment, I became competitive and acted rashly. I shouldn't have."

Wang Xuan was surprised, why were all the monsters he saw different from what he imagined?

Wong Tai Sin shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said: "Don't look at me with that look, okay? Our ancestors lived in a different historical background than now. Back then, we had to fight bloody battles and compete. Due to the general environment, it seems that our reputation is not good.

But, our newcomers are almost the same as you, okay? In fact, we really hate bloody fighting."

Wang Xuan looked at him and really... didn't believe it. Is this reliable?

"Actually, I like modern society very much. Zhou Yun and I also know each other, and we hit it off right away. He said that he wants to invite me to go to sea and go to outer space to plug spaceships. This kind of life is more suitable for me. Let's go together then?"

Kong Yun, a trendy man, sighed, with some unwillingness on his handsome face, and said: "Forget it, I won't argue with Master Chen anymore. This conch seems to recognize him, and there are actually runes fused with him. I'm going to rob him.

If you can't reach it, don't be killed by the Sakyamuni conch instead."

Huang Ming admired Kong Yun very much and told Wang Xuan that behind the scenes, this man was considered a relatively famous figure among the younger generation and his strength was terrifying.

Kong Yun introduced to Wang Xuan the people present, who were either descendants of the demon clan or descendants of true immortals. The atmosphere was actually harmonious and there was no life-and-death struggle.

Wang Xuan showed a strange look. In the new era, these descendants of demon immortals and true immortals are different from what they imagined. They are interested in technology, admire warships, and like modern food and culture...

Until a bloody figure appeared and someone recognized his identity, Wang Xuan's expression changed and he became murderous.

"Chi Meng?!" Wang Xuan stared at him. Is this the person who killed him with a battleship and put a mark on him? Sure enough, he was not dead a few days ago?

"Who are you?" Chi Meng, a true immortal from the Nether Blood Cult, is now very disabled, and the fragments of his soul are nourished by the blood emitted by the true bones. He gave him a confused look.


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