Fantasy, I suddenly realized the chaos body

"They...they escaped!"

The people in Jiuxiao Continent all looked at the saints from the prehistoric world who had escaped with their mouths open.

These saints who were once regarded as invincible by them still suppressed them even if their cultivation was suppressed on the battlefields of the two realms.

But now, they were frightened and ran away by Xiao Yun alone.

This made everyone on the Jiuxiao Continent feel unbelievable.

"What a pervert, this kid..." Not far away, the Dragon King, who had finally arrived, was stunned when he saw this scene.

For a long time, he took a deep look at Xiao Yun.

In this young man, he saw a familiar figure, that was his old rival - the Emperor of Heaven.

"Xiao Yun!" Chu Huang and Zhang Xiaofan all came over. They were all very excited, a little shocked and unbelievable.

"Everyone, long time no see!" Xiao Yun looked at everyone with a smile.

It’s been a long time since I last saw you. It’s been a million years.

Although for Xiao Yun, it is not very long.

But to these ancient people, millions of years have indeed passed.

Emperor Chu looked at Xiao Yun in front of him and said with emotion: "Junior brother, when I first met you, you were just a little guy who had not yet become enlightened. I can't imagine that you are so strong now. I'm afraid even Master He didn’t even think of it.”

"I've met Emperor Chu!" Xiao Yun also saluted quickly when he saw Emperor Chu. He still had respect for this human emperor.

"Just call me senior brother!" Emperor Chu said with a smile.

"Senior brother!" Xiao Yun nodded.

At this time, a young man who looked somewhat similar to Emperor Chu walked out from behind Emperor Chu, winked at Xiao Yun and said with a smile: "Xiao Yun, do you know me?"

Xiao Yun looked at him and felt vaguely familiar. Suddenly his eyes lit up and he said, "Are you Chu Ye?"

"It's Chu Ye!" The young man glared at Xiao Yun angrily.

Xiao Yun laughed and said, "It's the seventh prince. Of course I remember you."

In the ancient times, when the prehistoric world invaded, the seventh prince was arranged by Emperor Chu to protect him in secret. Xiao Yun naturally remembered it.

"Xiao...Brother Xiao!" Chaos Heavenly Lord Zhang Xiaofan came over and looked at Xiao Yun with excitement on his face. For the first time in so many years, his calm heart was so excited.

"Xiaofan!" Xiao Yun also looked at Zhang Xiaofan with emotion on his face.

Who would have thought that that funny boy back then would become the founder of the Chaos Holy Land, and now he is the Chaos Heavenly Lord, a half-immortal powerhouse.

"You are very good, you did not disappoint me!" Xiao Yun nodded towards Zhang Xiaofan.

Zhang Xiaofan smiled. In his mind, Xiao Yun was his brother. How could he not be happy when he was recognized by his brother?

"Boy, what kind of strength are you now?" The Dragon King came over and looked at Xiao Yun curiously.

The Sword Master also stared closely at Xiao Yun.

They can all see that Xiao Yun is at the peak of Tianzun, but the strength just now is not what the peak of Tianzun can have.

"My current strength?"

Xiao Yun looked at the curious crowd and said with a smile: "My current physical body and law perception are at the peak of Tianzun, but I have opened the 'Tianmen', have adventures in other worlds, and my spiritual realm has entered the immortal level. I can be regarded as immortal." combat power.”

"The 'Heaven Gate' has been opened!" Emperor Chu stared.

"Immortal combat power...hiss!" The Dragon King took a breath of air. He became enlightened earlier than the Emperor of Heaven. After practicing for so many years, he was only half-step to immortality.

How long has this little guy in front of you been practicing?

"I admire you, I really admire you!" The Sword Master looked at Xiao Yun in front of him and couldn't help but express wonder.

All the powerful men in Jiuxiao Continent looked at Xiao Yun with shock on their faces.

"I was tricked by this guy again!"

In the distance, the lonely Zhao Wuji looked at this scene with a sad face.

He wanted to sigh to the sky: If there are clouds, how can there be poles?

When can I, Zhao Wudi, come forward?

…

The prehistoric world, Zixiao Palace.

All the saints gathered together.

There was silence in the hall.

Every saint has an expressionless face, but his heart is in turmoil.

Of course, except for Zhunti.

This guy fell to the ground. No matter how much Amitabha checked, he could not wake up Zhunti.

"Junior brother, junior brother!" Amitabha was so anxious that he was sweating, and he was very worried.

Luo Hu also checked Zhunti, then shook his head and said: "There is no consciousness. His consciousness should have been dragged into the dark abyss. Although he is not dead, he is still the same as the living dead. Let's wait for Mr. Hongjun to come."

Amitabha worriedly squeezed Zhunti's hand.

The other saints looked at this scene. Although they had hated Zhunti before, now they also felt a bit sad.

"Why is there another meeting? You have been very annoyed recently. You have disturbed my grandson's sweet dreams." At this time, Dou Sheng walked in from outside and found a futon to sit down on.

All the saints looked at Dou Sheng with gloomy expressions.

Because before they went to the battlefield of the two realms, they also called for Dou Sheng, but Dou Sheng didn't go.

In the past, Dou Sheng had fished for fish, but at least it was just a pretense. This time, it was better and I just stopped going.

"Dou Sheng, why don't you join the battle this time?" Amitabha looked at Dou Sheng with a gloomy expression.

Among them, Dou Sheng is the strongest, and the suppression on the battlefields of the two realms is small. In fact, there is no suppression. But Dou Sheng doesn't say it, and they don't know. After all, there is only Dou Sheng, a saint who proves the Tao with his strength. Even if Hongjun couldn't tell whether Dou Sheng was suppressed on the battlefield between the two realms.

But no matter what, all the saints knew that Dou Sheng was very powerful.

If Dou Sheng had participated in the battle before, even if they could not deal with Xiao Yun, they would not have lost so badly.

"Jie Yin, what qualifications do you have to question me, Old Sun?" Dou Sheng glanced at Amitabha and snorted coldly: "I, Old Sun, was in seclusion before. How could I come out at a critical moment?"

The saints were helpless when they heard this. They couldn't do anything about Dou Sheng.

Hongjun couldn't do anything, let alone them.

"Tsk tsk, it seems that you lost badly this time." Dou Sheng glanced at the saints, and then looked at Zhunti who fell to the ground, his life or death unknown.

He also practiced "Heart Sutra" and practiced "Soul-Slaying Thorn" not long ago, so he could probably see that Zhunti was attacked by heart power.

But this kind of injury was obviously not caused by the Soul-Slaying Thorn.

"Xiao Yun, that kid has hidden a lot of heart power secrets." Dou Sheng cursed in his heart.

He didn't know that when killing the Fire Lord, Xiao Yun only knew one 'Soul-Slaying Thorn', so he only taught the 'Soul-Slaying Thorn' to the Dou Sheng at that time.

As for the 'Dark Abyss', 'Mind Vortex', and 'Mind Storm' that he got later, he would not be stupid enough to take the initiative to teach them to the Dou Sheng.

"Being able to hurt Zhunti like this, it seems that this kid has reached the realm of immortal mind power." The Dou Sheng was also shocked.

Although he knew that with the help of the Lord Godhead, Xiao Yun would improve quickly, but this was too fast.

"Wow!"

At this moment, a familiar figure appeared in front of the saints.

Hongjun, the Taoist ancestor, is indeed always the last to arrive.