Tian Yuan

How can you let the enemy have a chance to breathe when you have a death feud.

The life-saving supernatural power of the immortal ancient clan was extremely fragile in the face of the fragment of the imperial soldier in Wu Junyan's body.

Exercising a ray of power from the fragments of the emperor's soldiers caused Wu Junyan to consume too much.

Fortunately, Shen Jiang died.

"Seeking your own way."

Wu Junyan took away all the resources that Shen Jiang was carrying, and threw some belongings into the depths of the starry sky to prevent these strange items from having tracking laws and causing disasters.

After finishing all this, Wu Junyan stayed away from this desolate star, and went to a safe area to recuperate and recuperate, to understand Taoism.

......

Southern Territory, the Star Territory of the Imperial Palace.

Bo Lingyan from the ancient imperial clan was dressed in black and had a cold breath.

Bo Lingyan found that there were many powerful people in this area, they acted relatively low-key and did not dare to show their faces for the time being.If he offends an old guy who has practiced for tens of thousands of years, no matter how evil he is, he will never be able to make waves.

Spending some spirit stones, I got a lot of useful information.

"It's really the palace of Emperor Taiwei."

Bo Lingyan can confirm this.

Because every corner of the ancient palace of the imperial palace depicts a complete emperor's pattern.What shocked Bo Lingyan the most was that the ancient bronze bell hanging in the depths of the ancient hall was the imperial soldier of the Emperor Taiwei, and it could not be faked.

"I heard that there are people living in the imperial palace. Could it be the blood of Emperor Taiwei?"

Thinking of this, Bo Lingyan was inexplicably nervous, even a little scared.In the historical classics of the ancient clan, it is never recorded that the ancient emperor Taiwei had any heirs, let alone the inheritance to this day.

The Ancient Immortal Clan must also pay attention to Taiwei's bloodline, and dare not underestimate it.

"It is rumored that because of Taiwei's bloodline, Heaven's Punishment was once attracted. Could it be... that person awakened the Emperor's bloodline?"

Bo Lingyan really wanted to meet with the descendants of Emperor Taiwei, and even exchange ideas.

Deep in his heart, a bold idea sometimes popped up, to kill the descendants of Emperor Taiwei and refine his blood, so as to activate his own thin inheritance of ancient emperors. Once successful, he would definitely become the strongest person in the world.

Wait quietly, I believe that the descendants of Emperor Taiwei will show up.

In a certain place in the world, the aura is thin, and most of the people living in this area are mortals.

In a remote town, two thatched huts were built nearby.

Lu Nanxian, who was born in Confucianism, and Huo Ranxuan, who was born in the ancient Yuqing clan, lived an ordinary and simple life.

"Can't you help me?"

Huo Ranxuan was chopping firewood, so she couldn't use any spiritual power, and even the conjoined body technique was banned by special means. She was completely using a mortal body to work, and she was very tired.

Looking up at Lu Nanxian who was reading a book beside him, his heart was slightly unbalanced, his voice was melodious and clear, and it contained a bit of coquettishness.

"Do your own thing."

Lu Nanxian finished his chores early in the morning, and now it's time for reading.

With a "boom", Huo Ranxuan threw the rusty ax to the ground, puffing up, and the bell hanging around her waist swayed with the shaking of her body, making a "jingle bell" sound.

"If you don't want to, you can leave."

Lu Nanxian didn't raise his head, his tone was flat, as usual.

"I'll take a break, who said I'm leaving."

Huo Ranxuan really wanted to give Lu Nanxian a shot, but after getting along with him during this period of time, he knew that the opponent's strength was unfathomable, and he was not absolutely sure of winning.

This guy is not sympathetic at all.

I complained in my heart, relaxed for a while, bent down to pick up the ax, and continued to work.

Compared with the hardships experienced in childhood, this ordinary life is nothing at all.The reason why Huo Ranxuan lost her temper was because she gradually got acquainted with Lu Nanxian, a gap slowly opened in her closed heart, and her spirit was no longer tense.

Huo Ranxuan really felt something indescribable in the immersion in the mundane life.It seems that as long as you reach out your hand, you can touch it, and your body and soul can be sublimated.

It seems that they are close at hand, but they are actually far away.

This road is not so simple.

......

Dongtu, Buddhism.

The monks met again, and the discussion was still related to the Buddha.

"The Buddhist beads have been placed in the Demon Suppressing Pagoda. I believe it can suppress the demonic nature of the Buddha."

"The demons have become more and more restless recently, so strengthen your guard."

"Send a few more eminent monks to the Demon-Suppressing Pagoda, and the Buddha must not have any accidents."

There was a crack in Moyuan's sealing formation, which had a great impact on all parts of the world.

The number of obsessed people has grown exponentially, and there is no tendency to stop.

If this continues, the momentum of the Demon Race will become stronger and stronger, and it will be out of control.

The Buddhist sect sent many eminent monks to various places in the East to dispel the demonic thoughts and prevent the strong demons from taking the opportunity to cause chaos.However, the eastern land is so vast, and the number of high-level Buddhists is limited, there are still many places that cannot be taken care of.

The old monk sits in the main hall of Buddhism and should not move lightly.

Once the foundation of Buddhism is lost, the entire eastern order will collapse.

"boom!"

Suddenly, an eminent monk rushed in from outside the hall, and he was in a hurry before he could salute.

"Something happened to the Demon Town Tower!"

He strode in and reported loudly.

"what?"

All the eminent monks lost their dignified appearance and stood up one after another with ugly expressions.

The old monk who was chanting sutras with his eyes closed also stopped, his eyelids trembling slightly.

After all, I still can't escape this catastrophe!

One hundred secrets and one sparse, finally let the demons find an opportunity.

"The master of the demon clan has been planning for a long time, and took the opportunity to pry open a door of the demon town tower, disturbing the Buddha and making him fall into the demon. The latest situation is that the master of the demon race is fighting with several eminent monks, and the Buddha left the tower of town demon, missing .”

There was a rush of footsteps of "thump, thump, thump", accompanied by an anxious report.

The eminent monk who got the news immediately went to the Zhenmo Pagoda, not daring to delay for a moment.

"The poor monk brought back the Buddha!"

A Zen master took up the burden.

"No need." The old monk stopped his behavior and slowly opened his eyes: "This is the doom of the Buddha, no one else can interfere, let him go!"

"Buddha's situation, going out alone, is easy to be misled by the demons!"

The monks were anxious and held objections.

"If the Buddha really fell into the devil's way, the old monk will save him."

The old monk didn't want to help the Buddha, but some things were destined to be faced by himself.

Involuntarily, the old monk thought of himself when he was young, and said with melancholy, "Amitabha."

The abbot ordered, and the monks had no choice but to reserve their opinions and stop interfering.

However, the Demon Town Tower must not be shattered.

Many eminent monks from the Buddhist sect left quickly, and after a chaotic battle, they finally forced the demon masters back and killed many demon heads.

A corner of the Demon Suppressing Pagoda was broken, not many demons escaped, and some eminent monks had already gone to hunt them down.

In addition, when the Buddha left, he did not take the Supreme Buddha Bead with him.

The Buddhist beads floated in the Demon Suppressing Tower, suppressing many demon heads, restricting their freedom and preventing them from escaping.

As for the whereabouts of the Buddha, no one knows for the time being.

The world is getting more and more uneven.

Earth-shattering events broke out everywhere, and the world panicked.

The ultimate chaotic world where opportunities and dangers coexist has arrived.