Fengshen: From the Spider Spirit Falling in Love with Me

"Yueniang pays homage to the ancestor Hongjun!" Qiu Yueniang bowed respectfully.

"It turns out to be Taiyin Star Lord and a part of Yaochi inheritance." Ancestor Hongjun was very satisfied in his heart. This was his own child with a good family background.

"Your Shiwu Academy is quite interesting. Take it as a reward." Patriarch Hongjun did not wait for Yue Niang to refuse. Countless blue meteors in the sky hit the Shiwu Academy. Everyone got a share. One of them emitted bright moonlight and poured into Yue Niang.

Zhang Song's original body left the Immortal Palace and saluted: "Xuan Yi greets the ancestor."

"You and I can just call each other fellow Taoists."

I don't know when, a phantom of a fairy palace appeared in the sky, blocking my eyes.

The Kuwu world will follow the path of martial arts cultivation in the future. If Patriarch Hongjun stays here for a long time, the environment here will change, and even the mountains and rivers will change, and all living beings will be alienated.

For the first time, Patriarch Hongjun showed surprise. The Immortal Palace was actually a building from the immortal world.

The real fairy palace!

Now he completely believed that Xuan Yi had really found clues to the fairyland, and might even be in control of a small world related to the fairyland.

Among all the worlds, the human world is the largest, like a vast ocean of stars.

The fairyland is the most mysterious. Even an ordinary fruit tree there is a high-quality fairy plant. There are even some fairy fruits that can make people directly advance to immortality after taking them.

The two people met for only a few moments, but everyone felt as if many years had passed.

After the two Taoist ancestors left, the rain from the sky carried a faint scent of sandalwood, and some places that were already rich in spiritual energy even grew seventh-grade immortal plants.

Zhang Song has already discussed the matter of joining forces with Patriarch Hongjun.

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Outside the Ruwen World, hundreds of warships were floating in the void.

On these warships, the monks' levels varied, and there were even some old people and children, as if they were fleeing refugees.

"Rest, the warships form a circular light formation." Daozu's order sounded simultaneously on all the warships.

"This world is so wonderful. Master, let's occupy this world." In the main battleship, countless people were sitting cross-legged in the void. They were all the commanders of each ship and the island master-level strongmen.

Now, only a wisp of spiritual consciousness passed through the Taoist weapon and manifested in the main ship.

Their original world was collapsing, and they had to abandon it and flee to the outside world.

These people all know that it is not easy to integrate into this world. Not enough people have died. Only when 10% or 20% of the tribesmen are left, will the world's laws slowly accept them and agree to become the citizens of their world.

It's just like in some countries. If you are kind and split off a part of your own territory, after decades of evolution, your entire race may be destroyed by the other side.

I was even beaten by these former refugees to the point of doubting my life.

This is the story of Mr. Dongguo.

"This is the Confucian world. There are three great Dao ancestors who can arrange for one million people to go there. Even if they die, they will be reincarnated in this world, which is the best destination."

"Then let the people from the Chinese world go. They contributed the most during the war. Now there is only one great secret realm and two Dao masters left."

"Can!"

"Charge!" A warship turned its bow and rushed towards the Confucian world.

In front of them were also densely packed warships. Countless monks and Confucian scholars stood there, looking at the shabby warships with disapproval in their hearts.

kill!

The light of the fighting skills was like fireworks on New Year's Eve, completely drowning out the place.

People in the Chinese-speaking world attacked frantically, determined to clear a path for the people behind them even if they died.

After dying in the original world, going through reincarnation and being reborn, you will be a person of this world. You don't have to flee in panic, and you don't have to worry about completely disappearing into thin air one day.

"Don't stop, just go ahead!"

A Taoist master, sensing that the number of people behind him was decreasing, roared, instantly burning all his energy and spirit, and opened up a new land of three thousand miles forward.

"Who dares to stop me!" Another female Taoist master, with sadness in her eyes, her body turned into a brilliant firework and rushed towards the Taoist master who was blocking the way in front of her.

We can die, but the seeds of Chinese must be preserved.

On the main battleships on both sides, everyone watched this scene silently. Out of a full 100,000 people, only less than 10,000 people broke through the defense and fell into the Confucian world.

"Not bad." A faint voice came from the main ship.

Several Taoist masters in the Confucian world wanted to chase in and kill him, but were gently stopped by the Taoist Ancestor.

The world on the other side is collapsing, but is the Chaos Sea on our side all right? Recently, strong and strange auras have been appearing in the Chaos Sea. Some secret realms and even big worlds have suddenly disappeared without a trace.

The balance between the two worlds has been broken. Is it really possible that our side will not be affected?

If you don't think about the future, you will have immediate worries. They are also constantly predicting the future.

Even in a battle like this, one is checking the changes in one's own world and the changes in the Chaos Sea, looking for the most suitable path.

"Let all the cultivators in the Kuwu World who have reached the Divine Transformation Realm gather together."

All the cultivators in the Divine Transformation Realm of the Kuwu World heard it, and then they saw several large ships appear in the void.

Three large warships were also organized in the Xuanming World, but there were too few cultivators in the Spirit Transformation Realm, and it was even harder to see those in the True Lord Realm.

Instead, seventeen True Lords appeared from the Netherworld, and two old True Lords also walked out of the White Bone Temple and came to the outside of the void.

The Styx Patriarch looked at Zhang Song strangely: "Isn't the Kuwu World going to become a warrior world? What's the point of calling these people here?"

"In the real world of warriors, there are definitely no more than three people who can truly advance to the Divine Lord realm. If you do this, I'm afraid it will disrupt the originally condensed laws and origins."

"It's just a screening. Since I'm planning to create a world of warriors, I have to give these original creatures some choices." Zhang Song didn't care.

Two-way choice, the existence of the Confucian world is no secret.

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Several warships were floating in the void, and the Kuwu World also joined the battlefield.

"I am Xuanyi. Anyone who passes through the Nine Bends Yellow River Formation can enter this world."

The voice was so loud and clear that many Taoist masters were speechless.

"Liu Mei, you can bring your three worlds to break through the Nine Bends of the Yellow River formation."

"Respect the law."

A tattered wooden boat flew over, and countless monks flew out to guard the flying boat.

Liu Mei had a head full of white hair. She clasped her hands towards Zhang Song, with a hint of pleading and determination in her eyes.

"The Jishan Liu Clan has been established for 8,600 years. Now it is a matter of life and death. I, Liu Mei, will lead my people to create a new world."

She held the crystal bottle in one hand, and sixteen flying swords danced up and down behind her, and the first one rushed towards Zhang Song.

"For my Liu clan, even death is on the road to progress."

"I am Liu Wanshan, a member of the Liucheng lineage. I will form the mountain and river formation. I will be the blade. Kill."

"Liu Wanyan, from the Lishan lineage, should be the vanguard."

"I am the Blood Demon. I will consider this as paying off my debt. I will leave first."

One after another, figures walked out of the tattered flying boat, rushing towards the formation without fear.

"us……"

"Kill, kill the foreign demons."

"Fight."

The cultivators from the Kuwu world hid in the formation, and started fighting in groups of several.

The women stood beside Zhang Song, looking at the chaotic battlefield, where corpses were falling like rain.

"Since they want to die, why should we rush forward?" Zhang Qingying felt sorry for her students being beheaded.

“If a drop of ink wants to blend into water, it must first be soaked, then gradually fade, and finally dissolve in the water.”

Zhang Song's face was calm, and his tone was indifferent: "Any living being must uphold its own way of heaven. If it doesn't uphold its own way of heaven, it deserves to die."