Time Traveling: The Ultimate Cultivation of Immortals

Unlike all previous trials, this one is a huge palace.

This palace is floating in the sky, vast and boundless, you can see the main hall in the distance, which is as big as a Xiaoyao City, and you can vaguely see a huge statue there!

This statue is a middle-aged man, wearing Taoist robes, looking into the distance, even if it is just a statue, the aura it exudes far exceeds that of a real immortal, giving people the illusion that they are with the entire starry sky.

Lan Chuya and Yun Ziqing looked at each other, and they could both see the shock in each other's eyes. Just looking at the statue, they felt trembling, pressure, and a feeling of being out of breath. Under the coercion of this statue, the cultivation base began to float.

Between the eyebrows of this statue, there is a sunken place, where there is a huge seat. At the moment, a monk seems to be sitting on that seat, too far away to see clearly.

The spiritual consciousness is imprisoned here, even if the two of them use all their strength, they still can't see clearly, but they can feel that the person sitting between the eyebrows of the statue must be a fairy king, and it is very likely... It is the creator of this fan, the bright Realized the peak existence of the origin of Dao.

Because only sitting there can you overlook the entire palace group, as if sitting in the supreme position.

Just when the two were shocked by the statue and the figure sitting between its eyebrows, a cold voice suddenly came from behind them.

"Don't look any further."

"That's the statue of Lord Xianjun, and the place between the eyebrows of the statue is the projection of Lord Xianjun that remains until now. He is watching you!"

"As the only people who have come to this test in a long time, even if you are not of the blood of the fairy world, as long as you are a life born in our world, you can also get inheritance and recognition."

"The premise...is that you can pass this final test!"

As the voice echoed, the two of them took a tight breath and turned around without the slightest hesitation. At some point, a middle-aged man appeared about a hundred meters behind them?

This middle-aged man is plainly dressed and looks ordinary, but standing there, he seems to be integrated with the whole world. Even with his hands behind his back, there seems to be a black hole on his body, which can absorb all the breaths from all directions. Withdraw over.

"Lin is not a strong man, but just a loose immortal. The one who appears here is not the real body, but just a clone, which cannot be separated from this world."

"Those who participate in the test, as long as you are in my hands and can withstand a single punch without dying, then... you have passed this test!" The middle-aged man said this, without even asking Lan Chuya and Yun Ziqing to agree with him. No, just take a step forward, raise your right hand, and punch the two of them with a distance of [-] meters!

The blast of this punch caused the whole world to change instantly, becoming extremely oppressive. A powerful aura that surpassed that of a true immortal erupted from his body, forming a wave that seemed to be able to crush all life, and even tear it apart. Cracking nothingness, forming a mighty storm, devouring towards the two of them.

"Sanxian!" Both of them couldn't help but gasped, they never thought that this test would allow them to endure a punch in the hands of Sanxian and survive!

At this moment, it was too late to think too much, and even did not have time to think too much. The coercion from the middle-aged man turned into a life-and-death crisis that made Lan Chuya almost lose his mind. At the same time, he protected Yun Ziqing behind him, made a formula with both hands, and immediately brought his cultivation to the peak state.

In an instant, bursts of golden light shone around Lan Chuya, the golden bell was formed directly, and the sound of the roar echoed, falling in front of the two of them, forming three in a row, the time was short, he was only able to do this, from the middle-aged man The storm formed by that punch has already howled.

This punch was as powerful as a broken bamboo, with the momentum of crushing and destroying everything. When it was ten meters away from the first golden bell, the golden bell roared and couldn't bear it. It exploded directly and turned into countless fragments. Zhong also didn't hold on for too long. When the storm created by that punch was eight meters away from the second golden bell, he suddenly collapsed!

During this process, blood overflowed from the corner of Lan Chuya's mouth, Yun Ziqing naturally didn't take it for granted to hide behind him, and raised his hands, "Cold seal"!

In an instant, the last golden bell was covered with ice, and a ten-meter-thick ice wall was formed in front of the two of them. This was created with his peak cultivation, and also exhausted most of his spiritual power.

But under that punch, it seemed a little weak. As it got closer and closer to the two of them, the third golden bell collapsed, and all the protection was torn apart. Lan Chuya's body seemed to have been ruthlessly beaten. At the same time as the blood spurted out, the body took a step back, took out the fairy bow, condensed all the soul power into an arrow, and shot towards the wave caused by the fist.

The sound of collisions shook the sky, but the immortal bow, which was invincible, had not waited to fully touch the punch of the middle-aged man this time, but it was only close to a distance of one meter, and it could no longer bear it. The force of the shock devoured Lan Chuya's whole body.

Lan Chuya's body shook wildly, blood gushed out, and he could no longer control the fairy bow, and flew away. All this happened in the blink of an eye, and it was dizzying. After the fairy bow was blown away, Yun Ziqing immediately took out the divine sword , suddenly slashed towards the fist, but it only offset half of the power of the fist.

The storm formed by the remaining power of the fist was still powerful, and this time it could no longer resist, and it directly blasted on the two of them.

Lan Chuya and Yun Ziqing only felt an indescribable force that seemed to tear their bodies and all their cultivations apart. Blood spurted out continuously. Their bodies were like kites with broken strings, and they were directly thrown out of the old man's body. Far.

The internal organs seemed to be crushed, even though the body was strong enough, most of the bones in the whole body were still shattered, and when it fell on the ground, the eyes turned black, as if walking around before the gate of hell!

If it wasn't for their amazing perseverance, they might have been destroyed at this moment, but no matter what, they still managed to withstand the middle-aged man's punch!

Panting heavily, Lan Yun supported each other and struggled to stand up. When he looked at the middle-aged man, the middle-aged man looked at the two of them as well, and slowly withdrew his fist.

"Congratulations, you have passed the test..." The middle-aged man showed a satisfied smile.

At this moment, the only figure standing between the eyebrows of the statue of Xianjun, who was originally sitting there, stood up slowly, and spread throughout the whole world with a vast voice that surpassed the sky thunder and changed like rules, with endless majesty.

"Participating in the test, this level...you pass!"

This voice can't follow the words, and when the world reverberates, it seems that the rules of this piece of world have also changed. All the time in these four weeks is in this moment, and in the diffusion of the voice, it seems to have passed countless tens of thousands of years. generally.

The sky also seemed to be affected, it was no longer clear, but turned gray, and the earth became deep pits in the passage of ten thousand years.

Only the statue of the Immortal Monarch still stands there, and it seems that no matter how long time passes, it will not change much. To a certain extent, it seems to be eternal.

An unprecedented shock appeared in the eyes of Lan Chuya and Yun Ziqing. They never thought that someone could turn the sea into mulberry fields with just one word, and turn the world into a reversal, and all the years passed by.

As Xianjun's voice spread, the figure that stood up between the eyebrows of the Xianjun statue lifted up his steps and walked slowly towards the two of them.

While he was walking, the gray sky suddenly exploded into black thunder, which bombarded the earth, violent and domineering, as if to destroy the whole world, and every black thunder made Lan Chuya and Yun Ziqing feel like Facing the illusion of the previous Sanxian storm fist!

But in fact, their feeling is not wrong, this thunder, any one, can change the color of Sanxian!

At this moment, the figure of Xianjun is infinitely majestic, like the only one in the entire starry sky!

This is not over yet, as the figure of Xianjun came, the surrounding land turned into a land of deep pits, which began to change constantly, and gradually appeared skeletons, so many skeletons, looking around, the number can be counted Unclear, all the skeletons are intact, but you can see their broken flesh and blood and the despair and horror that remain in their eyes before death.

There are too many of them, and even if many skeletons die, the aura on their bodies is that of true immortals, loose immortals, etc...

There are even some giants whose bodies are extremely huge, obviously physically strong to the extreme, kneeling and dying there one by one, as if they wanted to struggle to stand up before death, but they failed in the end.

Lan Chuya and Yun Ziqing grabbed each other's hands and supported each other in this extremely shocking world. They had already been completely shocked by the thunder in the sky and the bones in the earth.

The figure of Xianjun walking from the statue hadn't walked in front of the two of them, but his voice had already passed.

"You have passed the first three tests, and now only the last test is left!" His voice surpassed Tianlei, accompanied by an astonishing coercion, which radiated directly from the walking Xianjun,

While the minds of the two were shaking violently, the voice of the slowly approaching figure of Xianjun spread to all directions again.

"This test... requires the approval of the deity. Once approved, you will be the disciples of the old man's inheritance from now on, and you will be given the fan of inheritance!"

The word "recognized" seems to contain the power of rules and the energy of time. It reverberates, as if it was passed down from ancient times. Even Lan Chuya and Yun Ziqing's thoughts are extended at this moment, and there is an illusion, For myself in the world, time seems to be stretched.

"This Xianjun... is too strong!!" This is the cognition of the two at the moment, and their tension is beyond description at this moment. If he can still calm down in front of Sanxian, in front of Xianjun, in such a Under the coercion, they seemed to be taking away even their strength to stand.