Master Xiaoyao gave a long laugh and slowly raised his head. In this blue-black coffin, his face was neither happy nor sad, and there was no trace of sadness. There was only a deep calmness, even though he was between life and death.
There is great fear, but looking at Master Xiaoyao like this, he has completely seen through the so-called fear of life and death.
As the steps went up one level after another, there was this blue-black coffin on top, with countless Xuan Ying surrendering at his feet. Perhaps this scene was not what he expected back then.
No matter how talented you are, you will be nothing more than this after you fall.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
“My hometown”
Master Xiaoyao murmured, and he slowly fell down. The last trace of light in his eyes had dissipated. A breath of Yang Qi finally swayed with the wind, and his body slowly fell down, and everything turned into nothingness.
He was already dead, maybe he was tired after so many years and it was time to rest.
Xiaoyao Zhenren’s last breath of yang energy completely disappeared!
The sky was covered with dark clouds, and a strong smell of storm began to roll up, just like the gathering of heavy rain. The sky was roaring, everything was mourning, and the heavy rain was pouring down. In an instant, it started to pour heavily.
In the rainforest, everyone's clothes were wet. Within a thousand miles, the terrifying real spirit was rolling back and collapsing continuously.
Among the countless woods, these beasts all knelt down and screamed in sorrow, like cuckoos crying blood, towards the direction of Xiaoyao Zhenren's cemetery.
Above the altar, Chen Fan fell into a long silence. He stood quietly, looking at the remains of Master Xiaoyao in the blue-black coffin.
"I will definitely take your body back to your hometown." Chen Fan solemnly saluted the body of Master Xiaoyao.
Master Xiaoyao completely fell, but the information left to Chen Fan was unlimited. However, this information also shocked Chen Fan's heart, but it still left Chen Fan with too many mysteries. Who was the mastermind behind the scenes? Those who were there back then.
What is the purpose of man’s destruction of heaven?
Destruction of the world? Why would it cause such a disaster? Chen Fan's heart was shaken for a long time, and Chen Fan suddenly realized that this seemed to be a level that he could only barely touch after reaching the realm of a real person.
This will be a history filled with songs and tears, with blood spilling across the sky, but Chen Fan has not even touched this level.
Taking a deep breath, Chen Fan's blood surged and his whole body was trembling. He couldn't help but shake his head. Anyway, such a period of history was too far away from him. Even if Chen Fan thought about it now, it would be too much.
"Is the real person dead?" Xiaoyao Zhenren only had a breath of yang energy left. When the yang energy disappeared, the aura that suppressed the entire audience naturally dissipated all at once.
The owner of the Golden Lion Valley was at a loss for a moment, and then he tried to stand up, with a look of surprise on his face.
"Can I move?"
"Yes, yes." These people all tried to get up at once. Chen Fan's heart sank and he almost forgot that there were so many people here. Master Xiaoyao gave himself an initiation and forcibly transformed his bones.
After a while, although it was not an improvement in cultivation, Chen Fan had also reached perfection and was only one step away from the peak of holding the elixir.
It has only been less than half a year since Chen Fan entered the late stage of Bao Dan, and it has already reached perfection, approaching the peak of Bao Dan.
Master Xiaoyao saved himself at least twenty years of hard training!
And this does not have any side effects, it is purely an improvement from the core!
Once these people get up, Chen Fan can't deal with them! Chen Fan couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling in his heart.
This was all involved in the war between sects. The fighting situation was very bad. People from the Lunar Eclipse Sect, Golden Lion Valley, and other sects all stood up and whispered to each other, "What the hell, here is actually
It’s really amazing that there is a real person alive.”
"If this matter spreads, the whole world will probably be shocked."
"Yes, yes, there have been so many real people throughout the ages, but they have all disappeared. I never imagined that there is still a living real person here."
"It scared me to death. Even when I went to the ancient world to worship at the Three Flowers Gathering Summit, it was never so scary. With just a trace of aura here, I was so scared that I couldn't stand up. When I reacted, it seemed
It’s been several years.”
The person who said this was also a Xuanying. He reached out and touched his body, and his hands were obviously sweaty.
It can be seen how scared he was after being suppressed by Xiaoyao Zhenren's aura just now.
"Is it over?" Wu Wentian let out a long breath, quickly got up, rushed to the other side, picked up the green jade ghost sword that fell on the ground, and weighed it
For a moment, I breathed a long sigh of relief. Fortunately, the green jade ghost sword did not suffer much damage.
The moment the Corpse King died, he also dropped the green jade ghost sword. Everyone in the Palace of Grudges rushed to the altar and to Chen Fan's side, "Hey, why are you so dazed?"
After glancing at Chen Fan, Fifth Wentian then glanced at Xiaoyao Zhenren in the blue-black coffin with complicated eyes. He first saluted the corpse in the coffin, and then Fifth Wentian said respectfully, "I can't believe it. Tangtang
It is really sad that a real person has completely fallen like this."
"Hey, what did Master Xiaoyao say just now?" Fifth Wentian was suspicious and glanced at Chen Fan.
Why did Master Xiaoyao call Chen Fan up and talk so much to Chen Fan when there were so many people present?
From the beginning to the end, he didn't know what happened between the two, but Master Xiaoyao seemed to have given Chen Fan a fortune, which completely transformed Chen Fan from the inside out, which made him very envious.
, how can ordinary people get such treatment? But Chen Fan seems to be nothing special, right? Is he worthy of being so favored by Master Xiaoyao?
"Nothing." Chen Fan shook his head, his chest still heaving. The previous information was so shocking that Chen Fan still couldn't react.
"It's time for us to leave." Wu Wentian grabbed Chen Fan's sleeve. This place is really too chaotic. If we don't leave quickly, I'm afraid we won't be able to leave.
"I'm afraid it's not possible." Chen Fan shook his head, looked at the huge stone tablet on one side, and clenched his fists, "Master Xiaoyao is worried that his evil thoughts will come back again and wants me to take his body away. In addition, he stayed behind
There is some information in the stone tablet that I need to read."
"Ah?" Wu Wentian was dumbfounded. He took away the corpse of a real person in public. I'm afraid these people wouldn't agree, right?
"I can only ask you." Chen Fan said in a deep voice, "Buy some time for me, just one stick of incense is enough!"