Chapter 1987 The God-Building Plan [Thanks: Brother Tu Long for Unsealing]
The war is over.
The battle was won.
When Chu Yan and others returned to the fairyland, it was already dusk. However, the lights in the fairyland were brightly lit and no lights went out.
The Immortal Realm is not big, but there are tens of millions of cities. At this moment, the people in the city are walking out one after another, looking up at the tired figures, feeling indescribable excitement.
Now, the people in the Immortal Realm all understand the situation in Jiutian, and they all know that these people are the heroes of the Immortal Realm. They are fighting against the sky and the earth for the Immortal Realm, and guarding the Immortal Realm.
The fairyland has gathered together like never before.
The practice of martial arts is strong, but it is no longer for the sake of fighting for that small territory. It is all for the hope that one day, one can join the Dragon Alliance and fight for the Immortal Realm for nine days.
"Dad, in the future I will also join the Dragon Alliance, become a disciple of the Dragon Alliance, fight to protect the Immortal Realm, and be a person like them." On the street, there was a teenager who was only a teenager, but his eyes were full of emotion.
Intense color.
Next to the young man was a gentle middle-aged man who nodded with a smile: "If you are determined to do so, then work hard and my father will send you to Longshan in the future!"
"Yeah!" The young man nodded vigorously.
The same scene happened in every corner of the fairyland.
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On Longshan Mountain.
The banquet continued.
But Chu Yan and others are no longer here, and Chu Yan is no longer the junior disciple of the Dragon Alliance back then. Now, as the Immortal King, he shoulders the heavy responsibility of the survival of the Immortal Realm.
Therefore, when the banquet lasted halfway, Chu Yan had already left and summoned powerful people from all parties to discuss matters in the conference hall of the Immortal King's Palace.
Fairy King's Palace.
Headed by Chu Yan, the king and Chu Jun are all there, followed by the Supreme Lord, Yun Tun and other eight kings, Patriarch Ouyang, including the divine envoys of Light, Darkness, and Juxing.
Finally, there are the indigenous residents of the Immortal Realm, the Supreme Demon Emperor, Emperor Qingfeng and others.
Looking around, Chu Yan asked: "My senior sister and the others haven't come back yet?"
"No." The king shook his head: "He appeared before Bu Feng became popular and served as the leader of the Yanhuang lineage, but this time the Yanhuang lineage was extinguished. He said he planned to go out for a few days to see if he could find a place.
Sneak in."
Chu Yan smiled bitterly, thinking of Ren Qian'er and others, but he missed them a little.
In fact, they didn't separate for long, less than half a year.
In the past, separation would have lasted ten years.
But for some reason, Chu Yan feels like every day is very long recently, maybe because he really feels in danger. Every time he walks on the tightrope of death, he is not sure whether he can always have this kind of luck.
Maybe at some point, he really won't be able to come back. This is possible.
After all, the current situation in Jiutian is becoming increasingly chaotic.
"Let them wander. My senior sister and others are all arrogant people. In the Immortal Realm, they will restrict their growth because of me." Chu Yan said, then looked at everyone, calmed down his emotions, and showed a bright smile: "This time
Now that the war is over, let’s talk about the harvest first.”
"In the Immortal Realm, a great victory. With the help of several seniors, I captured all the inheritance and benefits in the Star Path Ruins, and killed one of the soul-killing Royal Celestials. In the great battle in the Immortal Realm, all members of the Yanhuang lineage were wiped out, except for Yanfeng."
Chu Yan said with a smile, but there were too many people, and his heart was in turmoil at this moment.
Kill Tianzun...
Although they had known about it for a long time, when they think about it now, they can still imagine the crisis that day.
Several deities want to kill Chu Yan.
The king then smiled and said, "Let me say a few words."
Chu Yan looked at the king, and everyone looked at the king.
"There are some things and some words that I rarely say in the past, because at that time, the fairyland was not dangerous enough. I and the king of the fairyland were enough to protect everyone, so I thought about letting everyone grow in the greenhouse."
After Junmaru finished speaking, he paused: "But now everyone has discovered that although the Immortal Realm has been victorious, it still has huge potential threats."
"Xianyu, as the center of this troubled world, has enemies all over the world. There are many people who want to kill Xianyu." After the king finished speaking, he continued: "Of course, I also understand that many people may think that the so-called troubled times are because
The Chu boy caused it all by himself, he was the seed, and the Immortal Realm was more like an unreasonable disaster, and he was implicated."
"Is this really the case?" the king continued: "Why did Ruomeng create the shrine thousands of years ago? In the past, she could have given up her identity as a seed and left alone."
"But she didn't, because she knew that seeds are not actually the root of troubled times. The real root is this piece of land, this fairyland that can nourish the growth of seeds."
"So even if there is no Chu Yan, the next seed will be born in the Immortal Realm. I have to say that it is our sorrow to be born in the Immortal Realm of this era."
"But I don't really believe in fate. My fate is determined by me and not by God. Once upon a time, I practiced the path of defying heaven and changing my destiny. This was the case."
"Now that we are facing a formidable enemy in the Immortal Realm, we can continue to protect it, but heroes will eventually grow old... Even I don't know that I will fall in the next battle."
"The same goes for Chu Yan. He is a seed, but he is actually more dangerous than everyone else. He cannot even practice to a very strong level. When he can summon the power of the emperor, he will be harvested."
"And at that time, in the Immortal Realm... who can fight with you?" The king said, his voice a little lonely: "In the Immortal Realm, on the tenth day in the past, the highest day, for thousands of years, no one was born.
There are three true gods, and our original true gods are disappearing one by one."
"The Immortal Realm not only needs us, but also everyone. It needs the birth of new gods." After the king said this, he suddenly took out a huge energy group of light in his hand.
As soon as the light group came out, the entire Immortal King's Palace became dazzling.
There was light and darkness, and the eyes of Juxing and several divine envoys couldn't help but twinkle at this moment.
Such a strong source of Wuzhudao...
Thunder God Envoy looked at the king, almost wanting to rob him.
Chu Yan was also surprised.
The king grinned: "Don't be surprised. I robbed the sky before and got some sources of unowned paths. In addition, there are thirty divine paths."
"These divine ways are useless to me. Nowadays, there are many powerful Immortal Kings in the Immortal Realm, and many are even imprisoned in the near-god realm. Is anyone willing to accept the divine ways and become a god?"
"Me!" In an instant, the Supreme Demon Emperor, Emperor Qingfeng and others shouted loudly.
In these wars, their role has been limited.
In the past, there was no Immortal King in the Immortal Realm, but now...there are so many true gods, and even the God King rarely exists. The Immortal King is really not enough.
But they have no spiritual path and have been unable to enter the Tao, which is something they have been troubled by.
Now that they have the opportunity, they don't want to give up.
The king nodded, but did not immediately hand over the divine way to everyone, but said again: "Everyone, don't think that becoming a god is a good thing. Next, there will inevitably be wars in the Immortal Realm, continuous wars, and when the time comes, the gods will
, it means to rush to the front. Once it falls, the gods will be the first part. Even so, are you still willing?"
Emperor Qingfeng smiled slightly: "Take the lead, Your Majesty, there is no need to say more. We have all watched the Chu boy step by step until today. One day a disaster will strike in the future, and we hope to share some of it for him."
"Okay." The king smiled and nodded: "In that case, I will select thirty immortal kings to practice with me for a period of time to help you and others become gods."
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The middle-level meeting ends.
The thirty divine paths that the king came from to rob the heaven will soon add a lot of fresh blood to the fairyland.
Chu Yan was also happy.
After the Immortal King left, there were actually not many people left in the Immortal King Palace.
Chu Yan then looked at the king and frowned: "Have you entered the realm of heaven?"
To be honest, if the king once attained enlightenment, Chu Yan would not care too much.
But now, he has vaguely guessed some secrets of the way of heaven, so he does not want the king to enter the way.
The king was originally the one with the best chance of escaping from the shackles of heaven, but now, for the sake of the Immortal Realm, he knew that heaven was a sea of fire, but he was in it.
This is what makes Chu Yan heartbroken.
The king smiled nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter. After practicing here, sooner or later you will join a group. If this is the case, Heavenly Dao can afford the money, so what if I work for Heavenly Dao?"
"I'm sorry..." Chu Yan lowered his head in self-reproach. If he could come back earlier, the king wouldn't have to do this.
The king glanced at Chu Yan: "Okay, stop being pretentious, I am your father, how can I let you surpass me? If it weren't for the useless person, I would be a strong man equivalent to the 400,000 meters of heaven.
Now, Tianzun can fight, alas."
Your Majesty: "..."
what does it mean?
I haven't spoken a word since this realization. How can I still lie down?
Chu Yan smiled and didn't care too much. His Majesty is also a divine envoy with a divine power of 200,000 meters, so he is not weak.
And now the Immortal Realm is really not weak anymore.
He is no longer the ant who is being slaughtered by others.
One deity and six divine envoys.
Counting Chu Jun, there are seven.
The two old men, Patriarch Ouyang and Qin Pojun, are also almost magical.
So it is no exaggeration to say that, excluding people from the living sect, Immortal Realm can definitely be ranked in the top three, and may even be the largest force.
But as the king said, there is still a gap between the divine king and the true god.
The high-end combat power is very strong, but the stamina is insufficient.
This time, it may be an opportunity to rob the way of heaven.
"What about you, what are your plans next?" The king asked: "After this war, Jiutian should fall into a period of silence. In the short term, there should be no more wars."
This makes no sense to everyone. This time the destruction of the Yanhuang lineage will have a great impact on the major forces in Jiutian.
It can be regarded as a period of peace for the fairyland.
"Let's go into seclusion. We have gained a lot from the Xingdao ruins this time. Let's see if we can strike while the iron is hot and make ourselves better." Chu Yan said, and everyone nodded.
"Then I will return to Jiutian. Jiutian is the highest day after all. If there is any news, I can receive it in time." Chu Jun said.
"Here you are, uncle."
The meeting ends here.
Everyone dispersed.
The king selected thirty elites from the fairyland and began to prepare a plan to create a god.
Chu Yan began to retreat, and those who were not selected by the king did not relax and began to practice harder. Starry Sky Secret Realm, Holy Mountain, these holy places of practice are now fully open.
Almost every day someone breaks through, the Immortal Emperor creates a holy path, and the Holy Emperor breaks the ban and becomes a king.
Fairyland has once again entered an explosive stage.