Paranoia and fall! The world-weary young master amazes the cultivation world

Disappeared in the teleportation array, was released by the tentacles, and then came into contact with the land of the Ten Directions Blessed Land.

Almost all the people in white robes felt like they had escaped death.

Fortunately... fortunately I'm back.

Even the air in the Ten Directions Blessed Land made them feel at ease.

Only Qin Ye was lying on the ground motionless, as if he had lost his soul.

How come Ning Xiyuan is still alive...

Why is Ning Xiyuan still alive!

Why give her such a strong talent and make them just a foil!

This is unfair!

"Who saved us?!"

"This is... This is Kongsang!"

The dome-shaped architectural style is rare in the Ten Directions Blessed Land.

Several people laughed excitedly at each other.

If they don't suppress their strength and kill those people, they will suffer backlash. They are going there with the determination to die.

But there is a difference between actively going to die and passively being killed.

They were afraid of Ning Xiyuan.

"Oh, this is Kongsang, so beautiful."

A clear voice sounded behind them, scaring the men in white robes out of their wits.

"Ning Xiyuan!"

"Ning Xiyuan!"

Several screams cut through the sky.

Ning Xiyuan looked around, and large stretches of neatly-knit fields came into view.

The air was filled with a power she was more familiar with.

The Ten Directions Blessed Land is very close to the divine realm.

Thousands of years ago, they were even interoperable.

Several men in white robes huddled together, shivering. They looked at Ning Xiyuan as if they were looking at some ferocious beast.

Ning Xiyuan smiled: "How do you want to die?"

White robe man: “…”

No one answered.

They want to die of old age naturally, but they don't know if that's possible.

Ning Xiyuan was just asking casually. The person she came here to meet was...

"My Lord, how are you?"

A rough voice came from the left, and then a ferocious-looking man appeared in everyone's sight.

The man was dressed strangely, and seemed to be glowing with gold.

It inexplicably makes people feel fear and respect.

Ning Xiyuan turned around and looked up and down at the man who suddenly appeared.

From the divine realm.

People from the Eastern Wasteland...

No.

It should now be called the Eastern Divine Territory.

"I haven't seen you." Ning Xiyuan sneered and snorted.

It seems that the divine world is quite chaotic.

Otherwise, how could one enter and exit freely and descend into other small worlds?

Sang Jing looked unhappy.

He is the son of Sang Cheng, is very powerful, and is also the right-hand man of the Eternal Emperor.

On weekdays, anyone who sees him has to flatter him.

An old god who should have fallen long ago actually didn't give him any face.

Sang Jing stretched out his hand, and a huge stone axe appeared in his hand. He slowly walked towards Ning Xiyuan: "I tell you, the replacement of the old with the new is the way for the development of this world."

“Old things should stay in their old times.”

Just killing gods.

For God, it's easy.

The old way of heaven collapsed, the old era has ended, and without the old faith and worship, the power of the old gods will continue to weaken and eventually fall in various ways.

The white-robed men nearby were trembling with fear.

They are afraid.

Afraid of Ning Xiyuan, and also afraid of Sang Jing.

I wanted to run, but I was still stuck.

Ning Xiyuan looked at Sang Jing. She could clearly see the contempt and disdain in that person's eyes.

For a moment I found it interesting.

It had been a long, long time since anyone had given her such an expression.

Alternation between the old and the new?

Ning Xiyuan: "You can try it."

Sang Jing stopped talking nonsense with Ning Xiyuan, he was full of murderous intent.

Their Sang family's position in the Eastern Divine Region is extremely glorious, and they will never allow any messy old gods to interfere.

The black giant axe seemed to gather endless power. When it was raised, dark clouds gathered in the sky and thunder rolled.

Golden runes flashed on the axe blade, and the surrounding air crackled as if it was burning.

Ning Xiyuan's expression remained unchanged and she still smiled at Sang Jing.

Today's younger generations are really getting weaker and weaker.

Sang was furious. He tried his best, with his axe as fast as the wind, to chop the girl in front of him into two halves.

A shadow flashed by, and the axe froze on top of the girl's head, unable to fall any further.

A silent barrier enveloped the axe blade.

Hard and powerful.

Sang's face turned red and veins on his forearms bulged.

"So weak."

Ning Xiyuan raised his head and deepened the smile on his lips.

The breeze blew, and the fluttering skirt looked like a blooming black flower, thick, sticky and dark, with an unfathomable depth.

The girl's face looked a little immature, but her eyes were not as calm as an ancient well. Staring at them for too long would make people feel creepy.

She seemed to be looking at dead things.

The clear voice exploded in Sang Jing's ears, causing him to suddenly feel fear in his heart.

Obviously she hasn't made a move yet.

They had just fought, so why did he have the illusion that he was powerless?

Sang Jing was horrified and tried to withdraw, but a long sword had already pierced his abdomen.

The next moment, blood splattered and a burning pain came from the abdomen.

Ning Xiyuan: "Let me introduce the sword in my hand."

"God-killing Sword."

Specially kills those from the realm of gods.

There was a storm in Sang's eyes.

How...how is this possible.

How could the old gods abandoned by the times be so powerful?

He didn't even have the chance to struggle!

Even in the divine world, there are only a few who have such strength.

If you are so strong, why do you want to leave the divine world...

why?

Ning Xiyuan drew out the Zhushen Sword and let go. The Zhushen Sword immediately started its self-cleaning mode.

The blood flowed all over the place outside the barrier, without getting any stain on her body.

"Tell your Undead Fungus to remember to clean up the Eastern Divine Region and hand it over to me."

Ning Xiyuan waved towards Sang Jing.

As casually as if driving away a mindless beast.

Sang Jing took a few deep breaths, feeling furious, but he couldn't wait to leave.

The wounds on the waist and abdomen were still burning and rotting, and there was a tendency for them to spread outwards.

In just a moment, his arrogance just now became a joke.

After living for nearly a thousand years, this was the first time he felt the threat of death.

Too careless.

They misjudged the power of the Old Gods.

But this is too unbelievable.

The old gods fell one after another due to lack of power. Why is this...

Ning Xiyuan admired the anger, despair, horror and disbelief on Sang Jing's face.

Then he suddenly stopped smiling.

What to do.

How could she be as perverted as Yan Qian'an!

Before Sang Jing had time to leave, suddenly, the earth trembled, and a purple beam of light appeared in the distance, shooting straight into the sky.

The evil energy raged, attacking other forces, and soon domineeringly drove them away and devoured them.

Sang, who had just been seriously injured, vomited blood again.

Several people in white robes hanging in the air had pale faces and blood coming out of their seven orifices.

Ning Xiyuan's expression changed slightly, and the system's voice sounded at this moment.

【Demon God Descends】

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It's almost the end, I hope it won't be a bad ending, everyone.

The endings of the immortal cultivation novels I've read recently are all about separation of life and death and saving the world. I always feel that my novels are too plain.