Seeing this spectacle in the sky, Jiang Chen was not surprised at all. Instead, he smiled and felt familiar.
This was the case in the Three Realms of China five hundred years ago.
To be precise, it has always been like this.
The Nine Realms are formed by the division of the complete world.
In other words, the three realms of Jiutian, Tianhe, Zhenwu, and Zhong are just fragments.
Depending on the size of the fragments and the channels connected to each other, they are divided into lower, middle and upper.
The difference is that there is no complete split between the three realms.
The three worlds are like spheres with overlapping edges.
This also causes the scene of three suns and moons to appear in the sky of the Middle Three Realms.
Of course, this is just what it looks like. The sun and moon only act on their respective parts of the sky.
In addition, the area of the Three Realms in China can be said to be vast and boundless.
This is not an exaggeration. Any world in the middle three realms is larger than the lower three realms combined.
Now that the three worlds are superimposed together, you can imagine how vast they are.
At Jiang Chen's current flying speed, it would take decades to cross the Three Realms of China.
This does not include the forbidden areas formed by the superposition of the three realms.
It is precisely because the Three Realms in the Middle Realm are so large that humans have not completely ruled them yet, and the number of ferocious beasts is also huge.
The word "wilderness" is very dangerous.
Jiang Chen suddenly noticed something and reached out to grab it in the air.
There is nothing in the air. If you look carefully, you will find something like a thread.
"Tianlingxian? The remnants of the Shengwu Academy?" Jiang Chen couldn't help but think.
Feiyue reminded him that the remaining power of Shengwuyuan had gone to the Middle Three Realms and wanted to kill him for revenge.
Transporting a person through the plane channel is random, so Jiang Chen and Fei Yue didn't take it particularly seriously.
Now that Jiang Chen has discovered the Tianling Thread, he knows how determined these remnants are to kill him.
The Tianling Line is used to sense the breath in a certain area.
Jiang Chen didn't bother to identify the direction and flew away quickly.
He has been discovered by Tianlingxian and is in an exposed state.
Fortunately, the Three Realms of the Middle Kingdom were vast enough, and the remnants of the Holy Martial Academy who discovered him did not appear immediately.
However, before Jiang Chen could be happy, he discovered that there were impenetrable Heavenly Spirit Lines in the four directions of southeast, northwest and northwest.
The remnants must have considered the time it would take to arrive.
In this way, no matter which direction Jiang Chen escapes from, he will be tracked.
Jiang Chen reacted quickly and touched the Heavenly Spirit Lines in four directions one after another, hoping to confuse the Shengwu Academy.
Half an hour later, he was flying at full speed, thousands of miles away from the teleportation point.
Before he could take a breath of relief, there was a breath coming from behind him.
Jiang Chen looked back and found that he was indeed from the Shengwu Academy.
And he also knew the other person. He met Feng Bujue last time on the Zhenhai.
"In the early days of Tianzun, he was the only one?"
Jiang Chen thought that his method must have worked, and the Shengwuyuan pursued in four directions.
Due to insufficient manpower, Feng Bujue was the only one.
Despite this, Jiang Chen is still no match for Tianzun.
The Eight Heavenly Dragons were also reluctant to fight against the Supreme Heavenly Lord.
This is not because the eight tribes have not gathered together, but because Jiang Chen's half-baked Buddhist knowledge makes the above scriptures not reciting enough.
"Jiang Chen, suffer death!"
Feng Bujue saw Jiang Chen like an eagle seeing its prey.
He was offended by Jiang Chen when he was on the Zhenhai, and he had long been looking for an opportunity to take revenge.
Who knew that the Shengwu Academy would be destroyed with one sword in Jiang Qingyu's hand.
His status and reputation in the real martial arts world were all gone, and he became the target of beatings.
With all the old and new hatreds added together, he wanted to skin Jiang Chen and cramp him.
He is the Supreme Lord of Heaven, and the fact that he can catch up with him at such a fast speed means that it is useless for Jiang Chen to run any further.
"Don't run away?"
Feng Bujue came to his head very proudly and said: "You actually came to the Middle Three Realms."
In Shenwu City, the conversation between Master Feng Yu and Jiang Chen was overheard.
There is also the battle with the mysterious master of Xingxiu Palace.
Only the remnants of the Holy Martial Academy would wait for him to come to the Middle Three Realms to wait for him.
However, Feng Bujue believed that if it were him, knowing that there would be such a crisis, he would never take the risk.
Who knew that Jiang Chen would really show up, and he would be alone and unprotected.
"Isn't the Feilong Dynasty rising because of you? Why don't you even have Tianzun's followers?" Feng Bujue asked before taking action.
"Need it?"
Jiang Chen sneered: "Dozens of Heavenly Lords took turns bombarding me, but they couldn't break my cauldron. What can you do alone?"
The bronze tripod has turned into two pieces.
But the only person who knows about it is Brahma Tian Yin, so I don’t expect Feng Bujue to know about it.
"Ha ha ha ha."
Unexpectedly, Feng Bujue laughed loudly and said, "You tried to scare me with the tripod, but it turned out that you had no one to protect you."
Hearing his confident tone, Jiang Chen felt something was wrong.
He added: "As for your Baoding, when Miss Tang came to the Three Realms, she accidentally told us that the Baoding consumes energy. After the last time, your Baoding must have been out of use."
When I saw the expression on Jiang Chen's face, I felt indescribably happy.
It is not easy to make Jiang Chen do this through words.
"Tang Shiya, Tang Shiya."
Jiang Chen thought silently in his heart.
It seems that Tang Shiya also understands that the Tang family has an irresolvable hatred with him.
He was afraid that the Tang family would be killed by a sword just like the Shengwu Academy, so he wanted to eradicate him.
"Killing me will do you no good. Shengwuyuan is no longer here, so you won't get a reward." Jiang Chen said.
After hearing this, Feng Bujue's smile became even brighter and he said proudly: "Then you kneel down and kowtow a few times, and maybe I will spare you."
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Jiang Chen held the sword with both hands.
"Sensana Sword Technique: The Third Style!"
Without any warning, he directly used all his strength to kill Tianzun.
"you……"
Feng Bujue was shocked and angry, even the little spirit master dared to challenge him.
But before he finished speaking, he realized that Jiang Chen was already in front of him.
"What a fast speed!" Feng Bujue was shocked, and he quickly bent over and slapped his palms together.
The moment the applause started, a powerful magnetic field erupted around him, distorting the air.
Jiang Chen's Red Sky Sword and Black Knife landed on him, but they had no effect at all.
Even the last sword used the "Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Technique" only pierced the magnetic field and could not hurt Feng Bujue.
Ning Haotian was able to cross the great realm and win because he had reached the late stage of Wuzun.
Jiang Chen, Lingzun, faced Tianzun, but it was still in the early stages, and they were hardly on the same level.
"Are you an idiot?"
Feng Bujue laughed in anger, enjoying this moment very much.
"Just go ahead and capture him. If you can kill Tianzun in the early stage of Spirituality, wouldn't I have been living in vain all these years?"
Jiang Chen didn't give up, he was still looking for an opportunity.
Taking action again, the Heavenly and Dragon tribes and Asuras all took action together.
"The magic weapon is good, but it can only be used against spiritual masters!"
Feng Bujue was a little surprised, but at the same time he put away his joking mood, fearing that the night would be long and he would have many dreams.
His eyes gradually turned cold and murderous, and his palms were changing.