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- Thick black clouds came over, covering the entire sky above the mass grave. The red thunder light flashed and crackled in it, and there was an appalling and terrifying pressure on this vast world, which made people feel palpitating and frightened.
"This is?!"
Jiang Xiaofan¡¯s color changed, and the divine power surging within his body suddenly stopped.
How could you forget this feeling?
He is so familiar!
"Heavenly tribulation!"
He gritted his teeth hard.
¡°More than two years ago, he broke through the Xuanxian realm here and triggered a devastating catastrophe. Now, he was about to step into the Sanqing realm, and once again attracted the familiar lightning of extinction, which made his eyes become extremely cold. He can be sure that once he continues to attack the Sanqing Realm, the thunder will strike immediately.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Out of the sky, he tasted it once when he was a Xuanxian. Now, after reaching the realm of Sanqing, he has incurred the same calamity. He could almost predict that the next time he wanted to attack Luo Tianjing, heavenly disaster would inevitably come again.
"What a thief!"
His eyes were piercingly cold.
The divine power in his body gradually became stable, and Jiang Xiaofan stood up, no longer attacking the Three Pure Realms. His eyes were cruel and merciless, scanning the dilapidated ruins and mass graves, and the corner of his mouth raised a smile like a demon king.
"This is not bad. It just gives some people a sacrament."
He said to himself coldly.
With cold eyes scanning all directions, he finally did not stop at this place, but directly tore the void apart and stepped in with one step. Three hours later, on a deserted island, the space split open, and Jiang Xiaofan stepped out of it.
This is a very large island, surrounded by red sea water and rolling waves. The waves and water splashed on the stone shore, and there were strange sounds, as if someone was crying, giving people an evil feeling.
"The setting sun sea"
Jiang Xiaofan whispered.
A few years ago, there were many aborigines on this island, but now, this place has become an uninhabited island. The former huts are still there, but most of them are dilapidated and can no longer be inhabited.
"Hoo!"
The sea breeze blew in from the front, carrying a fishy smell.
Jiang Xiaofan glanced around, his eyes very dull. He stepped on the void, neither very fast nor very slowly. After dozens of breaths, he stepped on the water and walked towards the depths of the Sunset Sea, stopping at the center.
"This is it"
He said quietly to himself.
Two rounds of silver suns condensed and formed in his eyes. He stretched out his right hand, palm facing down, and a bright golden light shot out, creating a space tunnel.
"Whoops!"
The sound of piercing the sky sounded, and he disappeared above the sea in an instant.
After passing through the blasted space tunnel, Jiang Xiaofan appeared on another piece of broken land after a few breaths. The surrounding areas are patches of barren mountains, with destructive fluctuations remaining in the air and broken corpses everywhere.
¡°Buzz!¡±
With a faint glow of sunlight flickering, Jiang Xiaofan held up a defensive light curtain and slowly stepped forward.
This space was once the inheritance place left by the ancestor of the Golden Crow. Later, Xiao Ling'er obtained the Ancient Sun Scripture, and then this space began to self-destruct. Come to think of it, there were very few people who escaped alive, and most of them died in this place.
There is a terrible oppressive force remaining in the damaged space, but it is really nothing to Jiang Xiaofan now. His physique has far exceeded the level of Sanqing, and this little pressure cannot hinder him at all.
"Whoops!"
He disappeared from the spot like a rainbow light and soon appeared in front of a temple.
Without any hesitation, he raised his right hand, and the golden light rushed out, directly blasting away the broken rubble blocking in front of him. He took steps in it, and soon appeared in a flat space and came to a collapsed Taoist platform.
"Boom!"
After arriving here, Jiang Xiaofan¡¯s body shook violently, and a huge sense of oppression came over him.
Jiang Xiaofan was not surprised by this.
He stepped forward under great pressure, and his body, which was stronger than the ancient king of Sanqing, rattled, and he felt a sharp pain. There was no crisis around him, but his expression was extremely solemn.
Finally, he reached the broken Taoist platform.
A faint golden light emerged in his hands, and in his eyes, two silver suns rotated. He took it upon himself to move the gravel in front piece by piece, and found theA withered corpse.
"Senior, excuse me."
Jiang Xiaofan saluted seriously.
In the pile of rubble, the dry corpse showed no signs of life, sitting quietly like a dead tree. However, even so, the pressure it exudes is astonishing, even more terrifying than the original catastrophe.
This is the ancestor of the Golden Crow!
It¡¯s a holy corpse!
Jiang Xiaofan came here not for anything else but for this withered corpse.
Facing the corpse at close range, Jiang Xiaofan felt severe pain. As powerful as him, his cultivation at the peak of Xuanxian surpassed the body of the Three Pure Ancient Kings, but at this moment, he still felt like he was about to break into pieces and die.
This is the Holy Heaven.
"Please forgive me for being disrespectful, junior!"
Jiang Xiaofan saluted again.
¡°Buzz!¡±
A faint divine light surged, and he propped up the mysterious little world in his body.
The colorful sacred lake was waving, the ancient hibiscus trees were swaying, and a blazing glow came out, shrouding the withered corpses in it. Jiang Xiaofan suddenly felt that the pressure on his shoulders had been reduced by half. Without hesitation, he pressed down on the mysterious little world and took in the dried corpse on the spot.
"Boom!"
In just an instant, the small world in his body shook violently.
But it was just for a moment, everything became quiet. Jiang Xiaofan used his spiritual thoughts to transform into his own body and entered this small world. He found that the withered corpse appeared on the colorful lake, sitting cross-legged at the bottom of the ancient fusang tree, looking extremely peaceful.
"Yes, the ancient Fusang tree is originally a sacred object of the Golden Crow clan."
Jiang Xiaofan was not surprised.
He scanned this space, which was filled with majestic aura, and occasionally a few geese flew over the sky. In the small forest not far away, a few reindeer poked their heads and quickly ran into the depths of the small forest, bringing with them a touch of gray dust.
"This is a real world."
Jiang Xiaofan¡¯s eyes sparkled.
After absorbing the atmosphere of heaven and earth from the fairy ancestors, this small world has become more stable. Jiang Xiaofan closed his eyes and clearly felt the vastness of this small world, with blue sky and white clouds, mountains and rivers, and even more creatures gestating in it.
This is his strongest support now.
He took one last look at the dried corpses under the ancient Fuso tree, and his spiritual thoughts withdrew from the space. The deity was still standing beside the broken Taoist platform. He didn't stop any longer and strode forward, walking out of the holy temple.
"Boom!"
The iron fist moved upward, and the solid body directly opened a space tunnel.
He could see the red water of the Sunset Sea, and the light outside his body flashed and disappeared directly on the land.
Standing on the sunset sea, his eyes flashed with a faint golden light, staring at the gradually disappearing underwater world below. After a dozen breaths, he shook his head, his eyes were cold, and he tore the void apart again, leaving far away from here.
"Crack!"
The void a few miles away split open, and he stepped out of it.
With the divine brilliance shrouding his body, he headed straight into the distance without stopping at all. Qin Luo and others were hunted down by the three major ancient clans and the three major hidden clans. Neither the Yao clan nor the Ancestor Huntian took action. He was keenly aware that something was wrong. Logically speaking, they cannot just sit back and watch.
After dozens of breaths, he appeared in front of a dark canyon.
This is Yinchuan Valley, shrouded in thick fog all year round.
Jiang Xiaofan appeared here, he frowned and walked straight forward.
"boom!"
But at the next moment, he was bounced back directly, and his body felt painful.
"Um?"
Jiang Xiaofan was confused.
The space in front of him was very transparent, and he could even see everything in it clearly. But even so, he was unable to walk in. He was bounced back three times when he walked forward, and cracks almost appeared in the tyrannical immortal battle body.
"Enchantment?!"
He was a little surprised.
???????????????????????????? Silver Divine Flower filled the air in his eyes, and he opened his eyes, and looked straight ahead.
"This is?"
He narrowed his eyes.
The divine eye can see through everything. At this moment, in his field of vision, there is a faint light curtain in front of him, filled with six different kinds of divine energy fluctuations. Jiang Xiaofan is no stranger to these six types of fluctuations. They belong to the Demon Clan, Shura Clan, Ghost Clan, Zhu Family, Xia Family and Wu Family respectively.
His eyes flashed with cold light, and he vaguely guessedWhat.
"Damn thing!"
The murderous intention in his heart became more intense, causing cracks to appear in the surrounding space. A huge boulder in the distance was shattered directly by this murderous aura, and the residue was splashed in all directions.
¡°Buzz!¡±
A stone mirror shot up above his head, and with great power, he condensed a divine sword and slashed forward.
There was a loud noise, and the light curtain in front shook slightly, and then quickly returned to normal. Jiang Xiaofan himself, on the other hand, was directly ejected by the counter-shock force, and his immortal fighting body was numb.
"who?!"
Such violent fluctuations naturally alarmed everyone in Yinchuan Valley immediately.
A demon general appeared and stared at him from afar. Then at the next moment, the demon general in the early stage of the Mysterious Immortal was severely shocked. He stretched out his hands in disbelief and rubbed his eyes vigorously, as if he was dreaming.
After several breaths, the demon general finally accepted the scene in front of him.
"Young Master! Are youreally you?"
The demon clan Xuanxian said with a trembling voice.
Jiang Xiaofan frowned and looked directly at the six-color light curtain blocking the front. Although he had already guessed most of it, he still said, "What happened? Where is Yaoyi, what are they doing?"
"Whoops!"
"Whoops!"
"Whoops!"
The moment he finished speaking, dozens of figures appeared simultaneously in the Yinchuan Valley behind the light curtain.
"Little Lord."
Appearing at the front is a white demon king, who is Yaoyi.
"Boy, you disappeared long enough."
Patriarch Huntian and others also appeared immediately, looking at Jiang Xiaofan through the six-color light curtain. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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