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However, it is also a great advantage to be born in this era. Although hundreds of millions of races are united, they dare not commit massacres at will because of this.

They, the Three-Eyed Ancient Immortal Clan, are now taking advantage of the situation... They cannot be left far behind by the current prosperity of the immortal way. If they fall behind by a big era, everything will be over.

Now that the Three Thousand Worlds are strong, the Taoist soldiers can end the era of massacres of all races with one hand. They are no longer on a different level.

The Three-Eyed Ancient Immortal Clan seems to be stubborn, but they are also smart.

Emperor Tian stood somewhere on the immortal platform and looked into the distance. His three eyes were trembling. The pressure of the immortal world... It is unknowable and unpredictable, but it is definitely not that person!

"Am I in the wrong place..."

He murmured to himself, and he had already lowered his head. Immortals must be respected. "This is the Wuyun Sect that I saved...?!"

Emperor Tian was absent-minded for a long time. Even though his causal magical power was quite special, he still could not foresee this scene. The reason for the extinction of the clan was definitely not just talk.

If the Wuyun Sect didn't exist... the old man who destroyed the world!

Emperor Tian was dumbfounded, his scalp was gradually numb, what three-eyed ancient immortals didn't exist... this was a disaster for the world, and he would definitely not only save his own race.

Because the great extinction of his own race was definitely just one of them!

Emperor Tian's throat was burning, and he kept swallowing his saliva. His eyes even became more and more empty. He finally figured out the cause and effect he saw at the beginning.

He took a deep breath, and his eyes seemed to have realized something. When the ominous creatures came out of the mountain, he began to realize the truth on his own. His magical powers were incomparable.

And at the main peak.

A sharp gaze drifted over vaguely, and the landing point was exactly where Emperor Tian was standing.

"Brother Mo, don't stop me!"

Xian Jue roared, shaking the mountains and forests, "If we don't let the young patriarch of the Three-Eyed Ancient Immortal Clan walk out of the Wuyun Sect lying down, wouldn't it be a loss of my reputation!"

"Before Daozu returns, I will definitely make him obedient! I will never take his life!"

"Xian Jue, calm down! Di Tian is Daozu's great benefactor! Don't be quick to act and lose Daozu's face! How will he explain to the Three-Eyed Ancient Immortal Clan who followed him!"

Mo Fuyang roared anxiously, his hands against Xian Jue's ankles, and the cold sweat on his face dripped down.

He now looked like a mortal pushing a hill, weird no matter how you look at it...very funny.

"Oh..."

Xian Jue's pupils shrank slightly when he heard this, and he immediately stopped and smiled, "Brother Mo, I forgot that the Wuyun Sect was saved by this person. He wanted to beat the Three-Eyed Ancient Immortal Clan to death when he saw them."

"Hey, you!" Mo Fuyang breathed a sigh of relief and shook his head, "If you want to fight him and discuss Taoism, you must at least wait until the Taoist comes back. This is the way to deal with the world."

Xian Jue nodded stupidly. He didn't know much about how to deal with people. He only knew that the winner of the immortal way is the king!

If it weren't for this, he wouldn't dare to punch Chen Xun and Da Hei Niu when he was beaten up in the Immortal Prison.

Xian Jue actually still hasn't figured it out. Why did he fight openly in the Immortal Prison... and still get beaten up? It doesn't meet the definition of a strong man at all.

He kept this in his heart and didn't dare to ask Chen Xun. Not only was there a risk of being beaten up, but there was also a risk of owing interest, and the debt has not been paid off yet!

"Brother Mo." Xian Jue's deep voice sounded, "The old man Buxiang is in charge of the sect... After Daozu comes back, I have to go out and earn spirit stones."

"Hmm?" Mo Fuyang's eyes flashed with surprise, "Xian Jue, don't you like staying in the sect?"

"I don't like it."

Xian Jue spoke directly, without beating around the bush, "The disciples of Wuyun Sect are too weak, and you can't earn spirit stones in the sect... I still like to fight with the geniuses of the ten thousand races outside."

"That's wrong!"

"Brother Mo, please speak."

"The lineage of the Chen family..."

Mo Fuyang coughed lightly, his eyes drifting to another distant main peak, "Can't they satisfy your desire to fight?"

"The gap is too big, I can't beat them."

Xian Jue smiled innocently, lowered his head and talked to Mo Fuyang, "The physical strength of Chen Daotian is just like the ancient monster. He pinned me to the ground with one punch. There is no point in fighting."

"And this lineage is full of immortal freaks, so I should go out to train. Xian Cang Yuan is very good."

"Brother Xian Jue, Xian Cang Yuan is a place where thousands of races live together!"

Mo Fuyang's mouth twitched. He still preferred to stay in the sect and study the way of the five elements puppets. "The territory there is even larger than the Biqiong Forest."

"Yeah." Xian Jue raised his head, his eyes became a little deep, "If I can make a name for myself there, I can come back and fight with the Chen family at that time, and I will definitely be able to pay off my debt."

"Oh, goodRight."

Mo Fuyang sighed slightly, feeling a little reluctant to leave Xian Jue, "Now the Wuyun Sect is in ruins and has no real spiritual blood. If you leave, it will be difficult for us to meet again in the future."

"Haha, don't worry, Senior Brother Mo."

Xian Jue laughed loudly, with an unusual firmness in his eyes, "One day, I will be able to stand on the top of the cultivators of all races in Xiancangyuan... Senior Brother will hear from me."

"Okay. "Mo Fuyang nodded heavily. He naturally believed in his only junior brother and supported him in his heart.

It is indeed difficult for a cultivator like Xian Jue to stay in the sect. After all, the inheritance of the blood of the Jiutian Jueying Clan is...you must go to all directions, even if you have to enter the Immortal Prison.

The blood of the human race is a bit strange. Anyway, there has never been any innate inheritance.

And the fertility of the race has always been among the best in the three thousand worlds, and the foundation is extremely solid.

In the center of the Wuyun Immortal Platform.

Song Heng chuckled and bowed his head in the direction of the ninety-nine craters.

His eyes flashed Moving with strange light, ominous creatures... they should have some connection with the ancestors.

His strength has plummeted since the Tianhe battle, and the backlash of that realm is almost the same as Gu Lisheng's, otherwise how could they have been together in the first place...

Gu Lisheng was also standing not far away, exuding a noble and supreme aura, and his eyes shot straight at him.

Just an ominous creature, dare to act rashly in front of this prince? !

His mind is still a little confused now, but many memories have become clear, and he is no longer as stupid as he was when he lost his memory.

It's just that the three souls and seven spirits are incomplete, the Tianhe of the human race Even after using his immortal power, he still couldn't escape the backlash.

Beside him, the strong men from the Heaven Burial Tomb guarded Gu Lisheng.

Huge coffins stood on the immortal platform, exuding a mysterious atmosphere, as if some great evil was sealed inside.

An ethereal immortal from Ghost Gate also stood on the edge of the immortal platform with his hands behind his back, looking into the distance with flashing eyes. When the ominous creature appeared, he was not calm in his heart.

Killing the Three Tribulations Immortal in public, recruiting the ominous creature back to be the ancestor of the sect... one after another, things that were out of the ordinary happened continuously, impacting his heart of Taoism.

He looked calm and peaceful, and he was with the monks from all directions. Out of place.

And there are strong men from far away standing in all directions of Xiantai.

The Baili clan, the ruler of the Xinghai clan, the ancestor of the Qingtian clan, one of the ancestors of the Changsheng family Yu family, and Meng Sheng and other people familiar to Chen Xun are among them.

The aura of the strong here is all over the world, enough to shock the entire Biqiong forest. They are all waiting for Chen Xun to return, neither arrogant nor impatient.

If it weren't for the ominous creatures coming out of the mountain, the Wuyun Sect would have been extremely lively at that time compared to the current quietness.

The ancestor of the Yu family also introduced Meng Sheng to other strong men with a smile, and he was not stingy with his praise:

"I am Meng Sheng of the Yu family..."