Chapter 397 Promotion of Cultivation

The King of Destiny smiled and said, "It's not that easy. Maybe other demons can be destroyed with your current strength and the power of my array, but the demon who cultivates with the help of the ends of the earth can't destroy it at all. As long as he is not destroyed, the array will exist forever!"

"What's more, my divine consciousness is just barely surviving with the protection of the array. If the array really disappears, then I will completely dissipate!"

Long Yun frowned and rewarded him. He wanted to completely free the king of fate, but he didn't expect such an ending, and he immediately fell into meditation.

The king of fate laughed and said, "Kid, there is life and death. For people like me who have solved their fate, life and death are no longer so important. Moreover, now, there is someone after fate, and I have nothing to miss. The strength of that devil is horrible. When your strength is enough When I came here, I urged the formation to cooperate with you and kill him completely, otherwise there would be a little danger in his right path for a day!"

Long Yun nodded and said, "Senior Da En, the younger generation will never forget it. After going out, they will definitely practice with all their strength and strive to be able to free the seniors as soon as possible!"

"I'm waiting for that day! I hope it won't be too far!" There is a trace of relaxation in the tone of the king of fate.

Long Yun once again bowed deeply in the direction of the king of fate and said, "Now it has been more than ten days since the younger generation entered it, and the younger generation is not enough to stay. The younger generation will not forget it for a day!"

"Child, after you go out, help me find out a person. He is called Feng Xingmeng. He was one of my best friends. When I came here with the Wolf King, he was seriously injured, but I couldn't rush back to help him. I don't know if he is still alive now. Please help me inquire about it. I just need the news! " The king of fate said slightly.

Long Yun nodded and said, "The younger generation will definitely find the news of that senior!"

"Go! The world is so big that your cultivation is enough to break through. Your combat effectiveness comes from the battle of life and death. Perhaps only such a battle can make you grow quickly. Don't let me down or let those old guys down!" In the tone of the king of fate, there is a meaning of farewell.

Long Yun did not continue to speak, but worshipped three times in the direction of the king of fate. When he turned around, the king of fate had already controlled the array, revealing a gap.

There was almost no hesitation. Long Yun's figure shuttled out of the crack and disappeared into the world.

Until Longyun disappeared, the voice of the king of fate finally sighed and said, "Kid, boy, the future is long. I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to support you so alone. I hope you can attract more of your own forces under your arrogant nature. Otherwise, you don't need a magic door. The infighting in the right path is enough to make you It's hard to walk!"

The light flashed, and the ends of the earth once again restored calm. Long Yun's figure also appeared in the depression. Strangely, the power of bondage in the depression has disappeared.

Even the white sand in the same place disappeared without a trace. Long Yun's heart moved slightly. It seemed that the predecessor of the king of fate had removed all the peripherals.

The main array is also completely locked, in order to retain strength and trap those monsters for a few more years. In my heart, I can't help but admire this king of fate.

The reincarnation space quietly opened, and the figure of Yuqi suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Brother Long Yun!" Yuqi just saw Long Yun, and her tears flowed down. She didn't see the news of Long Yun for more than ten days and stayed in the noisy space, which made her spend almost every day in deep worry.

I don't know how many times I cried secretly. Until this moment, I finally saw Long Yun, and all the grievances in my heart were vented, and the tears could no longer be stopped.

Long Yun hugged her in his arms and said softly, "Don't worry, am I all right? Everything has been solved. This time, I have gained a lot. Yujiao, thank you for accompanying me all the way!"

Yujiao blushed slightly, gently sorted out his wrinkled clothes and said, "My heart has already belonged to you. No matter where you go, I will follow you silently!"

"Good!" Long Yun held her delicate and soft hands tightly, and his eyes flashed and said, "When we came to this town, we almost fell here. Now my strength has greatly increased. I'm afraid no one here can be my opponent. Let's calculate those old accounts together!"

Yu Jiao also held his arm and didn't say anything, because no matter what he did, she was 100% supportive. She didn't have any opinion, as long as he could be by her side.

Long Yun nodded to Yu Jiao, took her arm and soared into the air, and galloped directly towards the depression.

The bodies of the two just fell on the depression, and a bright laugh passed over. At the same time, the demon patriarch surrounded Long Yun with more than ten disciples.

"After waiting for more than ten days, I finally waited for you to come out. I said that you are not short-lived, but I didn't expect to really break out of the ends of the earth. It's really a good means. I believe you will also get a lot of magic weapons there! Bring it all back for me today!" The demon master said coldly.

With a wave of his big hand, more than a dozen magic masters around him rushed up and wanted to surround Long Yun in the middle.

Long Yun smiled faintly. Now his realm of qi cultivation has reached the realm of Tongxuan. Even if he does not need the power of the body, it is enough to resist the strong in the later realm of Dongxu.

Although the more than ten magic masters in front of him are all in the realm of mystery, they are like ants for him, just with one hand wave, and a torrent of fate suddenly appeared.

The mysterious trajectory swept and spread, and the power of fate directly enveloped more than a dozen people. At this moment, more than a dozen magic masters were covered in it.

Countless fantasies appeared in front of them. They seemed to have seen their own ending. With a different head ending, they couldn't help trembling violently all over their bodies.

Their eyes were full of madness, which was a consequence of being completely invaded by the power of fate. Not only they, but also the demon suzerain was shocked.

"Kid, where did you learn such a demon method?"

Long Yun smiled faintly, and the immortal sword was like a small swimming fish shuttling through the torrent of fate. It was flexible, but it was a deadly death sickle.

With the fleeting sword, these more than ten strongmen were killed, and without any warning, even the Yuanshen did not escape, turned into corpses on the ground and fell to the ground.

Long Yun once again turned his eyes to the pale demon suzerain and smiled, "You guessed that I could get out of the ends of the earth, but you didn't guess that my cultivation would progress to such a level. Don't worry, you are the only enemy. I won't let it destroy your sect. Now it's time to repay your debts!"

When the words fell, the sword of Changsheng shot out, and the power of fate was poured into it. It was not that he was unwilling to exert other true qi, but that he wanted to have a try. What was the mysterious thing about this power of fate?

Through the power of fate, his trajectory could not be captured at all. The demon patriarch's eyes flashed, and the Changsheng sword in front of him was already shadowy, and he could not see his trajectory at all.

He had to harden his scalp and slap it out, trying to block the trajectory of the Changsheng sword, but the next moment, his palm wind all hit the air, and the Changsheng sword in his eyes also suddenly disappeared.

A trace of unbelievable fear flashed on the face of the demon patriarch, but it was at this stunned time that he was doomed to fall, and he almost still had time to return consciousness.

There was a piercing cold from his throat. He finally saw the haunted sword, but half of the sword had fallen into his throat.

He even saw his blood and dripped down the sword body, and a terrible force poured into his body along the sword body. His yuan spirit was wrapped in this power, and even the idea of escaping disappeared.

Long Yun did not continue. The burning fire wrapped his body in it and refined it into a power to think about the source. He said slightly to Yuqi, "Yuqi, guard the spiritual platform, and I will help you break through your cultivation!"