Tian Yuan

In the past era, the jade-robed youth was definitely a top figure.

However, facing the current Chen Qingyuan, he was vulnerable.

The gap in Taoism is the difference between clouds and mud.

The foundation of the Sea of ​​Samsara is enough to lay the starting point of the road to invincibility.

The sea of ​​reincarnation formed by the unsurpassed Tao bone and the three elixir holy grades is a bit more terrifying than the foundation of the ancient emperor Taiwei millions of years ago.

That dao bone was formed by the law of cause and effect after beheading the corpses of seven emperors and stepping into the realm of the other side with one foot.

Its value is higher than that of an ordinary emperor's bone in ancient times.

Mortals beheaded the emperor's corpse, beheading seven in a row.

This kind of situation is unique throughout the ages.

That's why Emperor Taiwei was willing to bet his future prosperity on Chen Qingyuan, firmly believing that he could break the chaotic and broken order of the avenue and rebuild a new way to the other side.

"It's still far from the limit."

Chen Qingyuan stared at the place where the jade-robed youth disappeared, with an indifferent expression, and muttered to himself.

The confrontation of dozens of moves could not force Chen Qingyuan's true strength at all, and did not even produce a trace of seriousness.

"Wow—"

Suddenly, the snow-capped mountains began to collapse, and billowing red mist spread from all directions, about to flood the land.

Chen Qingyuan didn't know where he was going, let the red mist cover his sight, and was finally swallowed by the red mist.

When I opened my eyes, it was blurry and I couldn't see anything.

The unknown power of law fills every inch of the void.

An indescribable voice came from a distance, echoing in my ears, like the whisper of a ferocious beast, or like the whisper of an ancient god.

Chen Qingyuan didn't like this feeling of ignorance, so he waved his sleeve vigorously, trying to dispel the red mist and see the way ahead.However, no matter what method was used, it was swallowed by the power of the law of the red mist, and it was useless.

"Whoosh-"

Half an hour later, a strange breeze came from behind.

The red mist gradually dissipated, and Chen Qingyuan's eyes finally had light.

As the red mist dissipated, a dangerous aura came, causing Chen Qingyuan to take instinctive defensive measures, forming dozens of invisible barrier light waves around his body.

This sense of crisis is like being stared at by a poisonous snake hidden in the dark, which may attack from any direction and claim life.

What came into view was a maple forest.

The fiery red leaves, like the sun, warm people's hearts.

Looking around, you can't see the border of the maple forest. The dense maple trees are rooted in the ground in an orderly manner, full of vitality.

For the scenery in front of him, Chen Qingyuan didn't have the heart to appreciate it.

Because that sense of crisis is slowly amplifying.

What makes people irritated and uneasy is that Chen Qingyuan can't find the source of the sense of danger.

Looking around, he didn't see a single figure.

Lurking?

Chen Qingyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, with his left hand behind his back, and his right hand in his sleeve hanging down by his side, he could mobilize the spiritual energy in his body at any time and display top supernatural powers.

"call out!"

The time for a cup of tea passed, and a maple tree on the left shook slightly, and a young man in a red robe rushed towards him at an extremely fast speed, with a murderous intent and no concealment.

Nine flying knives came from the hands of the red-robed young man, like a broken bamboo.

Chen Qingyuan was already prepared to deal with everything, without changing his face, he raised his hand.

"call--"

The strong wind blew up, and the maple tree under his feet kept shaking, and countless maple leaves fell off, turning into incomparably sharp sword blades, and met the red-robed youth.

Deep in the old soil, there is the power of the law of time.

What Chen Qingyuan faced were all traces of the past.

With a flick of his sleeve, the maple leaves were like rain of swords, knocking back all the nine flying knives that came to kill him.

The young man in red forcibly broke through the rain of swords and came to Chen Qingyuan. A sharp weapon suddenly appeared in his hand and stabbed fiercely.

"too slow."

Chen Qingyuan, who has undergone a major physical change, has made huge improvements in all aspects.

The series of actions of the red-robed youth, lurking, sneak attacking, attacking, etc., could hardly arouse Chen Qingyuan's mood swings, his eyes were indifferent, and no ripples arose.

While whispering, Chen Qingyuan grabbed a maple leaf floating to his side, held it tightly with his index finger and middle finger, and drew it forward at will.

"Tear--"

A thin line appeared in the void.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Dao Mark.

The red-robed youth was ten feet away from Chen Qingyuan, it was difficult to go any further.

The maple leaf is like a magic weapon. The moment it was drawn, a strand of long hair of the red-robed youth fell off, and the incision was neat and smooth.

At that moment, if the red-robed youth hadn't stopped and flashed, what would fall would not be a strand of hair, but his head.

This level of heroic will does not have the emotional fluctuations of the past, it seems to be a puppet, acting according to the habits of life.

In the beginning of the conquest, Chen Qingyuan had no pressure and could easily solve it.

Later, he will face real problems.

The giants of the ancient times, the legendary heroes one after another, will most likely come out of the long river of time.

This is a gift from Emperor Taiwei to Chen Qingyuan, which cannot be refused.

This place, to be precise, is not the end of the old soil, at most it is located at the dividing line between the deep and the middle.

At the end of the old land, there are traces of the battle of the end of the old ancient millions of years ago, as well as some truths about the other side and the bridge of the gods, and even taboo footprints.

"Boom!"

As for the attack of the red-robed youth, Chen Qingyuan could take it with one hand.

The countless maple trees under their feet collapsed due to the power of the battle, and cracks appeared on the ground, forming countless deep pits.

The deep pit is extremely dark, like eyes of unknown horror, watching all this.

"This feeling is amazing."

Chen Qingyuan felt that his body contained extremely huge energy, and he couldn't find any opponent in the whole body.

Even in the face of the ordinary monks in the early stage of crossing the catastrophe, Chen Qingyuan dared to compete.

"Oh!"

No more playing around, Chen Qingyuan punched out, smashing the red-robed youth's body.

This battle is over, and the degree of control over the body has risen to a higher level.

What made Chen Qingyuan feel a little excited was that he could absorb the chaotic aura of the old land without any side effects.

Due to the chaotic laws of the old land, the aura is polluted and cannot be refined.

Just like this, when Qingzong first moved to the old land, Chen Qingyuan tried his best to find the spiritual veins, so as to protect the cultivation expenses of the sect.

The foundation of Samsara Sea ignores the laws of the old land and independently absorbs the spiritual power of this area.

As a result, Chen Qingyuan sat cross-legged in the red mist, the aura on his body was changing.

"Zheng-"

The Dao sound in the body is clanging, and the breath rises.

Opening his eyes, a faint golden light burst out from his eyes.

The cultivation base has been improved, and it has reached the late stage of the combined state!

Fighting is always a good way to improve your strength.

Chen Qingyuan's special physique is destined to leave countless footprints in the old soil.

......

At this time, the outside world was turbulent.

The ancient land of Dizhou used to be an area of ​​the ancient battlefield.

In the past, the Feast of Hundred Meridians could only be opened once every ten thousand years, but now anyone can enter without hindrance.

"Qiyou Zhundi!"

On this day, the heroes explored the secret ruins of the ancient world and found a place of fortune.

The tomb of Emperor Zhun shook the world, and countless forces wanted to get their hands on it.

The strong man hiding in the dark smelled that he could go further, his eyes shone with a faint blue light, and he was about to move.