On the way back to Tianfan City, Li Xuan's heart was still unable to calm down. These mixed causes and effects were tangled in his mind like thick and sticky spider webs, making him unable to clarify his mood at all.

At this time, in the immortal palace in the endless ice field, although Li Xuan wanted to go and find the traces of Mo Xiang and the Taoist Heavenly Lord, after thinking about it, he still gave up this idea.

Because of the Immortal Palace, I think there are still many disciples from the Four Family being in charge. Although his master had taken action to shock them before, if he went rashly, Li Xuan would not guarantee that he would not do anything out of line with the character of the Four Family.

After all, things like sticking to the rules have never been related to cultivators, and they only value strength in their eyes.

In addition, along the way, Li Xuan saw many cultivators from other races rampantly raging in the grace of the gods, and even some remote villages were poisoned, let alone other places.

After taking action a few times, combined with the words of some survivors, Li Xuan realized:

Just when I was in the tomb of Liangyi, the divine grace had changed!

This time, the three major sects have obviously planned for a long time.

Even he did not expect that over the past twenty years, Wanjian Sect and Hehuan Sect had hidden such terrifying power in private.

What's more, behind them is a Kungu who is now unable to understand his strength.

If Kun Gu's cultivation level was really as Kun Mantra said, I'm afraid that Li Xuan, who was alone, would stand up rashly, would be no different from dying.

But why, even the Liuli Sect, which was not controlled by the alien race, is now born, helping the demons to abuse, and the Heavenly Punishment Temple, which has kept the sufferings of sentient beings all day long, has chosen to hide from the world and avoid the war.

Logically speaking, eliminating demons and defending the Tao should be what they should do, but now in this situation, they either choose to protect themselves or help the evil. They have never heard of any sect that dares to stand up and try to calm the chaos of the gods.

In this way, if the practitioners stayed in a closed door, they would suffer most of the godly people.

Mortals who have never practiced martial arts have no hope of survival when facing these powerful alien races.

Looking at the destroyed villages and towns everywhere and the miserable scenes in the scarlet and field, Li Xuan felt an unknown anger burned in his heart, and he pinched his fists into a clatter.

"My little master, the purpose of cultivators in cultivation has always been to achieve immortality and achieve immortality ascendance. Therefore, in the face of unstoppable disasters of human power, it is usually called human nature and no one can blame others. However, your compassionate personality will one day cause you to suffer..."

After the spirit of the artifact finished speaking, he sighed slowly and stopped talking.

Li Xuan's eyes were a little erratic, and he swept towards the corpse not far away in a daze.

The bodies of countless people are without exception. They are absorbed by foreign races like shriveled dead trees. This kind of small place where no cultivators are in charge, once they are found by foreign races, the outcome is predictable.

Then, Li Xuan took a deep breath, his eyes became a little firm, and he said softly as if he was talking to himself:

"Born as human beings, everyone must have their own burdens. Perhaps in the eyes of other practitioners, they can ignore these ants of sentient beings..."

Li Xuan paused and murmured:

"If a practitioner attains enlightenment only seeks immortality and does not ask about the sufferings of the world, even if he becomes an immortal or a saint, what is the difference between this and a stone without emotion?"

After hearing the words, the soul of the instrument spirit couldn't help but froze. After thinking for a long time, he didn't choose to speak and couldn't help but sigh.

The Buddha Temple says that the six senses are pure and not contaminated with the world; the Taoist temple says that it is to throw away three thousand worries and avoid the peace of the world; the sect talks about the affairs of the world, and only those who understand the Tao’s mind and attain the fruit of Tao.

It seems that in the eyes of cultivators in the world, it is only for the consensus to avoid the world and avoid disasters.

But in Li Xuan's eyes, the existence of a cultivator is a world of things. If he completely fades away his compassion for the suffering of the people, even if he turns into a god, he is just a tool without any emotion.

In the chaotic world of alien races, I don’t go to hell, who will go to hell!

Perhaps, on this road, the most extreme existence is the "Dao of Heaven" in the dark...

As soon as he thought of this, Li Xuan couldn't help but shake his head, sneered in his heart, and the rainbow under his feet also quickly got up again.

As he got closer to Tianfan City, Li Xuan realized that the seriousness of the situation was much worse than he expected.

In just four days, the entire divine grace had become unrecognizable. Except for a small half of the city that was still fighting to the death, most of the rest had completely fallen and was sacrificed by foreign races to form a dead city, with bursts of roaring cold winds.

People who sing and dancing in peace have never known the existence of foreign races.

Even many cultivators, when they saw a foreigner showing off a jade plaque representing the king of Piaomiao City, were suddenly wiped with no effort.

The king of the country, Hao Wujiang, led three major sects to slaughter the entire divine grace!

This news was quickly spread out like wings.

But in the face of absolutely overwhelming power, their awakening was too late...

People in later generations called this dark time "Divine Chaos Day". All of this was recorded in detail in the chronological book of the Kingdom of God's Grace Cultivation.

Even the few cultivators who survived by chance still felt subconsciously numb when recalling this experience.

So much so that when people recalled these shocking scenes, they were filled with extremely strong respect for Li Xuan.

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He flew all the way until he was two thousand miles away from Tianfan City. Li Xuan happened to meet a small team of alien cultivators who were taking action against the people here.

And here, it was Qingshui Village, which was affected by the power of Fang Taiyi and the ancestor Fengyun, five days ago.

It was originally a busy afternoon of autumn harvest and farming, and it was full of peaceful and peaceful scenes. The villagers chatting raised their heads to drink the sweet well water.

Fu Hao, the only one who has entered the realm of a warrior, frowned, and felt his eyelids twitching wildly, and a feeling of extreme anxiety arise in his heart. As time goes by, this inexplicable sense of anxiety becomes even stronger.

"Brother Hao, what's wrong with you? But what are you worried about?"

Faced with these inquiries, he just smiled bitterly, waved his hand, and said nothing.

Just as Fu Hao was upset, he suddenly heard countless sounds of divine rainbows flying in the sky, like thunderbolts. The next moment, he saw dozens of figures clearly, falling down in one by one.

So many cultivators flying in the rainbow!

Seeing this, Fu Hao's heart suddenly skipped a beat. He vaguely realized that the group of cultivators who suddenly appeared in front of him seemed to have some problems.

Because from outside their bodies, wisps of black mist continued to overflow, emitting extremely dark and evil negative aura. Obviously, this is not the normal spiritual power fluctuation of the cultivator.

Fu Hao had seen a true cultivator, and the scene in front of him seemed to have subconsciously recalled it. He had heard a rumor about the "ancient alien race".

These things were just in the warrior competition. I accidentally heard several cultivators from the sects talking. Could it be that the cultivators in front of me are all for the alien race who kill without blinking?!

As soon as he thought of this, Fu Hao's heart trembled suddenly, and he quickly strode forward, bowed his hand, resisted the trembling of his body, and said respectfully:

"I don't know what the most important thing is to be with the immortals when they first arrived here?"

"What's the point?" After hearing the words, a foreign cultivator in the leader raised his eyebrows gently, his expression turned cold, and he gave a faint command to the cultivators around him:

"Do not leave a living..."

Bang bang bang bang bang ~

The villagers' wailing and fleeing still could not hide the dull sound of body shattering. With their strength, facing so many alien cultivators, there was no hope at all.

Seeing this scene from afar, Li Xuan's pupils shrank, and his whole person turned into a stream of light. He suddenly came to the scene, standing in front of more than a dozen villagers who survived by chance, blocking the way for foreign cultivators.

There are thirty alien cultivators coming here. In just five days, they have swallowed the vitality of nearly 10,000 people. As their cultivation level soars, they have extremely confident in their strength.

So, when they saw Li Xuan appearing out of thin air, they were still excited and roaring, and said:

"Head, this young man is finally a cultivator. The vitality of a cultivator of the God-Transparent Realm is at least worth tens of thousands of mortals."

As the peak of the Divine Martial Realm, if Li Xuan wants to hide the fluctuations in his cultivation in front of them, these alien races will not be able to detect it at all.

After hearing the words, Li Xuan didn't care about their Hua Yun, but just glanced back and looked at the dozens of people who were lucky enough to be alive. Then, he shook his head gently and sighed.

As the spirit of the weapon said, my heart of compassion

There has never been any way to change the state, and more importantly, I don’t want to change it.

At this moment, Li Xuan felt that a surge of murderous aura was gradually filling his heart, and the originally bright and clear eyes also had a faint boiling feeling.

At this time, one of the foreign cultivators on the opposite side walked out of them, stretched out his finger and poked Li Xuan's nose, and said with a gloomy look:

"Boy, come and sign up. I, Mo Tian, ​​will make you feel happy when the time comes!"

"Mo Tian... So, are you a cultivator of Hehuan Sect?"

Li Xuan's tone was a little cold, and he asked indifferently, and there was a murderous intent that had been suppressed for a long time in his voice.

After hearing the words, Mo Tian's figure froze, his heart trembled suddenly, and he suddenly realized that the cultivator in front of him was indeed a little bit disgusting, but there were many companions here, so I guess this cultivator in the Shendi Realm could not have any storms.

However, Li Xuan's move to point out Mo Tian's identity still aroused the caution of these alien races. With the gesture of each other's eyes, they formed a half-arc shape and slowly rushed towards Li Xuan.

After a muffled groan, he started attacking the sudden attack.

Swallowing ~

For a moment, countless black light columns in the air shot towards Li Xuan, revealing a terrifying and invasive aura.

"No!"

At this moment, several villagers from Qingshui Village who had been rescued by Li Xuan could not help but cover their eyes for a moment and quickly reminded them.

Fu Hao, who was seriously injured and dying, kept bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and closed his eyes in despair:

The young cultivator in front of him died without even a chance to resist. He could have predicted the tragic scene after Qingshui Village...

Boom ~

Countless waves of air swept through, stirring back and forth in the air. The dark evil spirits densely covered Li Xuan's figure, making continuous collision sounds that made people's ears numb.

Just as Mo Tian showed a cruel look on his face, a light and light voice came into the ears of each of their alien cultivators:

"What a weak, alien ants..."

This incident made the grin on the faces of the several foreign cultivators in the leading era froze. At this moment, they realized very clearly:

These attacks of his own did not leave any injuries to the young man in front of him!?!
To be continued...