Chapter 392 Gathering in Yunlan City [2]

In the Sun family, a large dark cloud covered the whole Sun family. Under the haze, a breathless pressure permeated everywhere.

Death will cause very serious fear to the living. And fear is like a nightmare, holding you so that you can't get rid of it.

There are only 36 masters of the meta-god period, and now there are only 36 Yuan babies left, and the yuan gods among these babies have dissipated. For practitioners, this means great hatred. Unless it is a deadly hatred, few people will use this destructive method.

Sun Hengyi suffered in his mouth. These 36 masters of the godhood are the backbone cultivated by the Sun family over the years. Thirty of them are slaves, and the other six masters of the gods belong to the marginal children of the Sun family. Because of this, the Sun family can still survive. If things go on like this, Sun will definitely be in chaos.

For the first time. For the first time, he doubted his own Xingluo divine calculation. The astrology appeared, and Xiao Fei was Sun's savior. However, why did this change occur? Is Xiao Fei not the savior of Sun, but a disaster star? The change of the star is not life, but destruction!

"Sun Hengyi!" Sitting in the seat of the head of the Sun family, the thousand-year-old demon ordered Sun Hengyi, "Prepare all my food for tomorrow!"

Sun Hengyi's heart suddenly jumped, and the anger in his chest came out. It was unbearable. This old guy was simply too bullying.

"Why, I don't want to." The thousand-year-old demon frowned slightly, and his voice became gloomy and cold.

"Senior, among the Sun family, there are no disciples in the divine period." Sun Hengyi said with a wry smile helplessly. This old guy is so cruel that he devours nine Yuanying babies every day, and he must be the cultivation Yuanying in the divine period. In the past four days, he found that this guy's cultivation has increased significantly.

"Is that so!" The old demon did not seem to be dissatisfied. The voice was not sad or happy, and it was plain and scary. My cultivation has been improved, and I can refine the practitioners who survived the disaster period.

"Please show mercy!" Sun Hengyi has never felt that it is so uncomfortable to live. He has always been afraid of dying. Now he feels that living makes him so afraid.

"The guy who took away my little rhinoceros and brought it to me. After being refined by me, I will not hurt the Sun family again." The voice of the old demon was still plain, but there was a huge ** power, which made Sun Hengyi's unconscious heart suddenly shocked.

"Senior, the Fire Cloud Venerable has been looking for it. As you know, the sword escape technique used by the disciple of Tianjianmen that day is too far away. I think one day, they will come back!" Sun Hengyi really wants to delay time, because every time he delays, one less disciple of the Sun family may die.

He prayed secretly in his heart that Xiao Fei would come soon. And I hope to kill this old monster. At this moment, the blood in his chest makes him restless. Four days ago, in order to protect the Sun family, he fought with the old monster. He didn't expect to be injured with only 63 moves.

"I have been sleeping for 9080 years. After such a long period of hibernation, I seem to have a big meal now!" The old demon's eyes were shining, as if he had seen a table of exquisite dishes. All practices are not deprived of fast. This method of swallowing Yuanying is the best material for rapid promotion.

"Hmm." Sun Hengyi really didn't want to say a word to this guy, and he said vaguely. Of course, he knows that this method can be promoted quickly, but among all the Yuanying, it is impossible not to leave a soul mark. These marks will, in many cases, make the sacrificers suffer a great loss. That's why no one hunts low-level practitioners. He was very looking forward to the old monster's schizophrenia and physical collapse after devouring Yuanying. However, so far, it has not appeared.

"Go and get ready!" The old demon seemed to be too lazy to talk to Sun Hengyi. He waved his hand and ordered like driving away.

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Xuan Tianzong, Chonghua Mountain, Chonghua Hall.

This was originally the most important and luxurious place of Xuantianzong. Today, this place has long been dilapidated, and only three crooked pillars support the remaining corner of the hall.

At night, the cold wind roared by, and the gravel on the mountain peaks rustled down and fell into the valley silently. The original passage has become a path, which has now been swallowed by barren grass and barren. No one knows how long the Chonghua Hall has been abandoned, let alone mention the dust of the past.

This night, the stars and the moon were dark, and the dark green weeds turned dark at night, emitting a creepy atmosphere. But a figure slowly climbed up and nodded. The road had already been hidden. It took great courage to climb this mountain.

In the dim moonlight, you can faintly see that this is a middle-aged man with clear faces and corners and particularly bright eyes. His breath was slightly scattered, and his forehead was covered with a layer of fine sweat.

He adjusted his breathing and walked to the abandoned Chonghua Hall. The hall is getting darker and darker. Within three feet of the perimeter of the hall, there is no grass, faintly emitting a terrible atmosphere.

The middle-aged man walked into the hall and glanced at the corner. In that corner, I saw a figure curled up, as if he was trembling for fear.

"Master!" The middle-aged man said respectfully to the curled figure.

"Well, here it comes." The curled figure slowly unfolded, showing a skinny old man. The old man's back had already bent, his cheekbones were high-convex, and his sparse hair shrugged on his head.

The middle-aged man looked around and frowned slightly. This was his first time. In the whole Xuantian Sect, there are only a handful of people who have been to this Chonghua Mountain.

"Do you know why I asked you to come to this Chonghua Hall?" The old man shook his spirits, and his broad Taoist robe fluctuated in the wind, just like a person trembling.

"I don't know." The middle-aged man looked very honest, and his eyebrows moved slightly. He seemed to think of something, but he didn't say it.

"What do you want to say, just say it!" The old man obviously knew his apprentice very well. Only when he saw the small movements of the middle-aged man, he knew that the apprentice had something in his mind.

"The disciple has read the classics in the door, and this Chonghua Hall is the most important place of our Xuantian Sect. However, it was destroyed by the last catastrophe of heaven and earth, and there is still a strong murderous intention and cold sword spirit. The middle-aged man took a look at the bare land around him. The hard ground was paved with diamond, but this kind of crystal, which is difficult to hurt with a flying sword, is now broken. Some crystals reveal sword marks.

"Hey!" The old man sighed, "At the beginning, Tongtianbao was born, and the world was crazy about it. All the masters participated in the competition. Our Xuantianzong, the most outstanding one at that time was the patriarch of Chongye, who lived in this Chonghua Hall at that time.

"Master, why haven't I heard of this ancestor?" The middle-aged man showed a trace of doubt.

"At that time, there was still a channel between the buoy world and the fairyland. After that war, this channel disappeared." The old man looked up at the sky, and his bright eyes reflected the stars in the sky. And the patriarch Chongye also fell in that battle and implicated the whole Xuantian Sect!"

The middle-aged man was speechless. He only knew that all the super factions participated in the battle, and all these sects were affected and their strength decreased a lot. In particular, the largest sect, Tianyimen, completely disappeared from the world of float. Moreover, Buddhism also disappeared at that time.

"The ancestor of Chongye, at that time, it was already a cultivation period of the ascension period. You only need to fly into the fairyland to achieve the position of immortals." The old man said slowly, "At that time, the passage to the fairyland suddenly opened. Countless ascending masters in the floating map world absorbed the fairy spirit instilled from the fairyland channel, and all stepped into the immortal cultivation, and even some people stepped into the realm of immortals."

"Do those legendary cultivations really exist?" The middle-aged man's face was full of shock and disbelief.

"I don't know what opportunity I got, but I also entered the realm of immortals." The old man sighed and said, "As a result, he joined the war. In the end, no one got the Tongtian treasure, and all the masters disappeared."

The middle-aged man was awe-inspiring, and he knew that the next thing was the important thing the master wanted to say.

Sure enough, after sighing, the old man looked awe-inspiring and said solemnly, "Now, Tongtian Baojian will be born again, and then there will be a big war, and Tongtian Baojian exists in the forbidden place of immortals. To go to the forbidden place of immortals, you need the key."

"Where is the key?" The middle-aged man asked hurriedly.

"At present, many keys have been captured, and now another key has appeared. He is Xiao Fei, a disciple of Huanglong Taoist Temple." The old man's eyes shine with a strange light.

"Ah!" The middle-aged man was shocked and did not expect that the key would come from Huanglong Taoist Temple.

"In the world of float, a dark force is sprouting. They seem to want to get the treasure of heaven, or rule the whole world of float." The old man's eyes were bright, and his eyes became so burning. "And we practitioners are not practicing for domination, but for transcendence! Pursue the realm in the legend, and even the long life in the legend!"

"Master, I'll take this key!" The middle-aged man was obviously impatient and wanted to leave after saying that.

"No," the old man said lightly, "we don't plunder him, but protect him."

"Protect him?" The middle-aged man asked puzzledly.

"Yes." The old man said solemnly, "You can't let him be taken away. The reason why the key can become the key is that it needs continuous practice. In the end, there is only one key that can open the door of the forbidden land of immortals."

"I see." The middle-aged man nodded heavily.

"He is now in Yunlan City in the territory of Beiming. You can go now. You can't let anyone know, including anyone from Xuantianzong." The old man's voice was extremely serious.

"Yes, Master."