Mortal's journey to immortality

The two almost intact futons were shattered like that. The one I was meditating stood up because of him, but what about the one across from me?

It was too weird and weird, and the hair stood on end.

Could it be caused by the old man in gray?

However, after an unknown number of years of time and space blending together, can the old man's sitting down really reflect or reflect the present moment?

If this is the case, the Avenue of Time, which ranks among the top ten of the Three Thousand Avenues, is simply too terrifying and unbelievable.

If we could possess the Avenue of Time, would everything return to zero and return to the original Taixuan Beginning?

Fantasy is fantasy, longing is longing, what can the avenue of time do?

He believed that his Fu Zhuan Dao was equally unparalleled and could shock the world, and the power of the "Kui Niu Treading the Sky Technique" was equally unstoppable and dominated the world.

With firm belief, Wang Lu did not think deeply about the mysterious and mysterious scene that happened to him.

It is useless to think too much. At this time, the "cause" has been planted, and when the time comes, the "fruit" will naturally surface.

After the spell was played, a colorless halo appeared, as if time had turned around and he had returned to the mountains and forests.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak..."

As soon as Fang appeared, he heard an anxious call from Zijiu, which immediately flew over his shoulder.

"Ha ha."

Wang Lu was moved and let it stand proudly on his shoulders. He smiled and said: "Xiao Jiujiu, there is a mountain to the south of this mountain. We are going to go there. It's either life or death. Are you afraid?"

"squeak!"

Zijiu screamed excitedly. It didn't care who its opponent was at all, as long as it followed him.

"Let's go and kill him!"

"Crack!"

Like a fully loaded cannonball, Zi Jiu disappeared from sight in the blink of an eye, reaching extremely fast speed.

He shook his head and let him explore the situation first. Even if he failed and was killed, he must know himself and his enemy and be flawless.

"The Bloody Gate!"

Looking at the depths of the clouds in the south, he clenched his fists.

At full speed, three hours later, Wang Lu arrived at the mountain covered by thick mountain fog.

At this time, the sky is full of stars and the mountain breeze is blowing.

Looking up, billions of stars are hanging in the sky, blooming with immeasurable starlight.

It is said that every star in the sky is transformed after the death of a person. Master, master, disciples of Liufu Sect who were sent to heaven by Chenxue Sect, are you watching? I, Wang Lu, will avenge you and wash away your blood with blood.

A few feet ahead is the mountain-protecting formation of the Chenxue Sect. Only those in the sect holding a unique token can enter and exit smoothly.

The thick fog is caused by this formation. This is just one of its simplest functions. The purpose is to let outsiders know that the mountain has been occupied and not to rush in. Otherwise, they will be attacked indiscriminately by the formation and they will die.

Close your eyes slightly and concentrate on sensing.

Soon, Zi Jiu flew out of the fog like a tiny dot, flying happily around him.

Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged man in the late foundation building stage wearing maroon clothing walked out in a daze and came directly to Wang Lu.

His eyes were empty and lifeless, and his whole body was stiff, like a walking zombie.

"Creak, creak, creak."

His upper and lower teeth rubbed together hard, making a loud sound. He seemed to be struggling to take out a small and exquisite red token and a jade slip from his storage bag. He bent down respectfully, raised his hands, and sent them to Wang Lu. before.

Arousing spiritual consciousness, various messages came one after another.

"Boom, boom!"

After reading it, the jade slips shattered into powder and scattered in the wind. At the same time, the Chenxue Sect disciple walked straight forward. Before he had gone far, he suddenly fell to the ground, and his body flashed with purple light and turned into fly ash.

Wang Lu sighed. In fact, he had no enmity with him, it was just due to the hatred of the previous generation.

People, why do we have jealousy, anger, strife, hatred...

Maybe it's innate, innate, or acquired, whether it is or not, it doesn't matter anymore, because I will end it all with my own hands.

This blood feud cannot be allowed to be passed down from generation to generation and repeated in cycles.

"Change!"

In the blink of an eye, as the body, clothing, face shape, hairstyle, and expression changed, the Chenxue Sect disciple who had just fallen came back to life.

Looking at himself in the water curtain, Wang Lu had a cold smile on his lips.

Under the seal, the red light of the token glowed, wrapping him up, and Wang walked straight into the mountain mist.

On a dark, windy night, it is the time to kill.

"call!"

The mountain stretches for hundreds of miles, and in front of you is a huge blue square, with a huge castle standing at the end, and the three characters "Chenxuemen" with flying dragons and phoenixes shining in blood.

To the left and right of the square are several bluestone mountain roads that go up the mountain. Dozens of various lofts stand in the mountains. This is the training place for the elders and disciples of the Chenxue Sect. Of course, there are hundreds of caves scattered throughout the mountain.

The strength of Chenxue Sect should not be underestimated.

The leader, Master Chenxue, is an old monster in the middle stage of Yuanying, six strong men in the early stage of Yuanying, 27 elders in the golden elixir stage, 226 monks in the foundation building stage, and 488 disciples in the Qi refining stage. .

Once you attract attention and make a sound, you will definitely die.

It is impossible for him to catch them all and annihilate them all.

All he had to do was to kill Master Chen Xue and the six strong men in the early stage of Nascent Soul, and leave the remaining elders in the Golden Core stage to Zi Jiu to kill them.

The focus is on a genius disciple who is in the late stage of foundation building of the Tianling Root, five core disciples who are in the foundation building stage of the Foreign Spirit Root, and seven people who are focused on training by the Sinking Blood Sect in the Qi training stage.

Hum, kill them all, cut them all off.

Chopping the grass does not remove the roots, but the spring breeze blows and regenerates.

Who made you enter the wrong door and admit the wrong person?

Zi Jiu had already taken the first step and quietly broke through the formation, and disappeared without a trace.

Its soul is extremely powerful. After extracting the memory of the monk's soul, the owner of almost every cave and every attic can remember it clearly.

Since he could dismember the formation, Wang Lu had reason to believe that the defensive formations of other elder disciples would be easily torn apart by it without being noticed.

He was very aware of the strength of his own spiritual beast, which made him very reassured.

The key lies in yourself.