I have saved so many doomsday goddesses from all over the world

The third prince has three heads and six cute big compound eyes. He came close to Che Xiaomeng and looked at him carefully.

"Ha, ha, ha, is this a disgusting trick again... damn stinky weather!"

It turned around and gave Xu Chi a ferocious smile, "You peasants really got it right. This guy really is the son of destiny!"

"Boy, I'll give you a piece of advice... No, I predict that when this man's ambition is shattered, that will be the end of your sacrifice as nutrients!"

"This is the fate you can never escape! - Eh? It's hard to say, huh?"

The Third Prince scratched his chin with his claws and thought, "Why should I let this stinking weather control me?"

It suddenly became excited and pointed at Xu Chi with a smile.

"Boy, the fight just now was really enjoyable. I like you. Let me help you."

Xu Chi was completely confused and had no idea what kind of performance art it was.

The third prince flapped his wings and carried Che Xiaomeng to the top of a dangerous peak in the distance.

Xu Chi had a bad feeling and shouted, "Hey! What do you want to do?"

The Third Prince stuttered and spoke slowly, but even though they were hundreds of feet apart, every word he said could be clearly heard by Xu Chi.

"Don't be nervous, baby. I'm helping you. Look, I can't just kill this guy. I'll be damned."

"But what, maybe I can create a little surprise?"

"Say, for example, my hand slips—oh my god! How could I have lost the child of destiny?"

Xu Chi's heart skipped a beat!

They watched helplessly as the Third Prince slipped and threw Che Xiaomeng into the abyss on the other side of the dangerous peak.

As a good friend, he naturally knew what level of cultivation Che Xiaomeng was.

Now his protective energy has been completely destroyed, and he is seriously injured and has fallen into a coma.

If you fall off the cliff here, you will be smashed into pieces.

"you!"

Xu Chi felt as if the sky was falling. His throat felt sweet and his eyes turned black. He fell to the ground and fainted.

Chen Yu would naturally not do nothing but watch the cutscenes.

He had already arrived at the foot of the cliff, and was looking up at Che Xiaomeng who was freely falling in mid-air.

The Third Prince made a mistake and suffered from his poor literary cultivation.

Anyone who has read storytelling should know that when the protagonist falls off a cliff, something unexpected will happen. This is an international practice.

It thought it had the best plan, but in fact it was just a pawn of God.

Damn God just wants to take its hand and feed the opportunity into Che Xiaomeng's mouth.

It’s guaranteed!

As expected, Che Xiaomeng happened to rest on a crooked cypress tree growing on the cliff.

The small tree was incredibly resilient. While relieving the impact, Dong El bounced Che Xiaomeng away.

Che Xiaomeng bounced like a pinball and hit the vines on the other side of the mountain wall.

As luck would have it, the dense vines covering the mountain wrapped Che Xiaomeng up and stuffed her into the cave behind it.

If it deviates by more than four or five meters, it will hang on the cliff and then roll down the cliff.

Chen Yu's mind moved, and he stopped the urge to enter the cave, and only focused a barely perceptible trace of his spiritual power on Che Xiaomeng.

He was right.

Wanfa wouldn't show up easily, but at the critical juncture of Che Xiaomeng's growth, he couldn't help but jump out to show his presence.

He first stood in front of the heavy bronze door in the cave and sighed, recalling the glorious past.

Judging from just a few words, this must be the cave where the Immortal Master Wanfa Miaoyuan lived in seclusion until his death.

Then he smeared the blood on Che Xiaomeng's face on the bronze door, restored it to full health, and left quietly.

After Chen Yu and the other guy had definitely left, he followed Che Xiaomeng, who had slowly woken up, into the cave behind the bronze door.

He had no intention of stealing Che Xiaomeng's opportunity.

If Wanfa hadn't left any backup plan on Che Xiaomeng, he would have dared to chop off her head and let the audience kick it around like a ball.

Che Xiaomeng is destined to transform step by step into the Immortal Lord of All Things.

If Chen Yu couldn't hold back and took action now, he would be destined to become an accident in someone else's story.

Behind the bronze door is a cave of unknown size.

There are endless mountains, rivers, lakes, pavilions and waterside terraces, and above them there are countless stars hanging high in the sky.

Twinkle, twinkle little star, revolving around the sun and the moon.

The more Chen Yu looked at the sun, moon and stars, the more mysterious they seemed to him, and he couldn't help but become fascinated by them.

What's even more confusing is that

No one knows how many years have passed since all the people in the world disappeared, but the cute fairies roaming around are still diligently maintaining the palaces, so that there is no sign of decay in the cave.

The flowers, trees and buildings were all well-maintained, and even the fish, shrimps and aquatic animals in the rivers and lakes were all kept fat and white.

"Even if the world changes drastically and the mind is twisted, it will not be affected... good tricks." Chen Yu silently praised.

Xiao Meng, who was driving the small car, looked around cautiously like a country bumpkin, and felt that his eyes were not enough.

The breeze blew up the fallen leaves, forming the image of an old man with a Taoist and immortal demeanor in front of him.

Naturally, it is the residual soul of the Immortal Master Wanfa Miaoyuan who has lived in seclusion here and faded out of the world of cultivation for thousands of years.

From his concise self-introduction, Chen Yu actually got a big news.

Oh my god, it turns out this guy is the culprit behind the distortion of the spiritual power in the Mountain and Sea Realm.

Wanfa is older than Jiuzhuan, but for ten thousand years he has been unable to break through, be promoted to Daluo, and truly transcend life and death.

Forced into a corner, Wanfa lived in seclusion here, devoting himself to studying how to change the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, trying to create a chance for promotion.

——I can’t do it not because of my own fault, but because of the world’s fault! So I have to change the world!

This logic is unbeatable.

Everything was successful, but not completely successful.

The inspiration of heaven and earth was indeed reversed by him with his immortal power, awesome!

The problem is the direction of the distortion was not what He expected.

In order to fight against the distortion, Wanfa's life span is consumed even faster... O_o!!

Wanfa finally found a way to fight against the distortion.

This cave is the essence of his research results.

But He Himself has not much time left...

Since Che Xiaomeng's blood was smeared on the bronze door just now, it triggered the opening of the cave that had been sealed for many years.

Wanfa believed that he was the destined person and could be his disciple from another life.

“You don’t have to call me Master. Inherit my teachings, and you will become the Immortal Venerable of the Myriad Dharmas.”

What followed was a massive torrent of information that poured into Che Xiaomeng's sea of ​​consciousness, filling him up again and again.

The initiation was a pure spiritual collision, and the traitor Chen Yu had nothing to do with it the whole time.

Chen Yu said he was emotionally stable and had no objection to this.

What he wanted was to collect information about Che Xiaomeng, extremely detailed information, rather than stealing resources.

As the protagonist, isn't it natural that Che Xiaomeng has so many opportunities?

If I'm jealous of everything, won't I look like a clown villain?

If you act carelessly, the old silver coin guarding behind Che Xiaomeng will teach you a lesson.

He continued to study the movement of the stars in the sky.

Do you always feel that the mystery in it resonates with what you have learned in your life?

'Hmm...? Why do I feel like this thing is meant for me?'