Chapter 551 Fairyland

The nine-day disaster was soon completed. Like other monks, there was a fairy spirit falling after the heavenly disaster. Under the nourishment of this magnificent fairy spirit, Yang Qian's body is also constantly being repaired.

However, before Yang Qian completely repaired his body, the originally bright sky dimmed again, and Xuxiao black flame appeared again.

Yang Qian originally reached the beginning of the disaster in the Tianqi Pavilion, but at that time, Yang Qian did not break through the nine changes of the rosefinch, so it was only the Jiuyang real fire that fell. However, at this time, Yang Qian kept breaking through to the Mahayana period again, and also broke through the six changes of the rosefinch.

The way of heaven is vast, but it is not unfair. Every time it breaks through, it will lead to a natural disaster. Yang Qian breaks through to the Mahayana period at one time, so there are also two heavenly disasters, and Yang Qian also breaks through the nine changes of rosefinch, so this Jiuyang real fire has become a virtual night black flame.

Like last time, Xuxiao Heiyan fell again, but Yang Qian's physical strength continued to climb after continuous refinement, so he also has a certain resistance to Xuxiao Heiyan at this time.

Under the premise of not completely damaging the body, Yang Qian can also resist the virtual night black inflammation.

"Rumble..." Huge roars kept ringing in the space, and waves of virtual night fell from the void.

I don't know how long it will take for the disaster to dissipate again, and the spirit of immortality has also fallen again. Yang Qian has consciousness at this time. Naturally, he will not waste this opportunity and also tried his best to absorb those spirits.

The two-headed tiger naturally followed Yang Qian and tried not to suffer losses. After those fairy spirits fell into flames, the two-headed tigers were also greedily absorbed.

After Yang's breath, a dazzling white light suddenly lit up in the whole space storm, and a bright white hole appeared above Yang Qian, and a huge attraction suddenly emitted from it, pulling Yang Qian's body to float up.

"Wait for me!" After a huge howling, the space storm calmed down, leaving only those violent negative energy.

The fairyland is the place that every monk yearns to, which is the peak of pursuing power. Legend has it that there are also human, demons, demons and spirits in the fairyland, but the fairyland is extremely vast, and the number of various races must be much more.

The human race in the fairyland is under the rule of several immortal emperors, and there are many clans under the immortal emperor, while the demons, demons and spirits also have many of the same existence as the immortal emperors.

At this time, Yang Qian is lying in a pool, which is full of spiritual water transformed by a large number of fairy spirits, and this pool is called a flying pool in the fairyland.

Any monk must be transformed in the ascension pool after flying to the fairyland.

I don't know how long it took for Yang Qian to gradually wake up. Although the fairy spirit inside was of some help to Yang Qian, there was no help to Yang Qian at this time, and Yang Qian suddenly flew out.

After refining the blood of the rosefinch, Yang Qian's cultivation was greatly improved to the early stage of Xuanxian, and the original divine power reached the middle of Xianjun, and his body was extremely strong. Even Xuxiao Heiyan could not help Yang Qian.

"Is this the fairyland?" As soon as he came out of the flying pool, Yang Qian looked at the situation around him.

Unlike the fairy world and the cultivation world, there is only aura in the space of the cultivation world, but there is a certain fairy spirit in the cultivation world, and this fairy spirit is also the energy required by ordinary immortals to advance.

However, at this time, Yang Qian frowned, because Yang Qian felt that the air was not pure. Yang Qian had stayed in the spiritual continent before. At that time, the most impressive thing that the spiritual continent was peaceful.

The fairyland is higher than the real world. According to reason, it is extremely peaceful here, but at this time, Yang Qian felt a trace of killing in the space.

"Haha, there is a newly ascending human boy here. You are really in a hurry to die. How can you fly at this time!" While Yang Qian was flying aimlessly, a burst of ridicule suddenly came from his ears, and then several big men suddenly appeared in the space.

"It's none of your business when I will fly up! If you don't want to die, get out of here!" Yang Qian continued to fly forward with a cold hum.

This is the fairy world, not the cultivation world, so Yang Qian has to restrain his work. If he is in the cultivation world, Yang Qian will kill people like Xiangxiang directly.

"Well, it seems that you still don't understand the situation at this time. When I dig out your fairy baby, you will know!" The man who just said suddenly snorted coldly and moved his body slightly and attacked Yang Qian.

"Look for death!" Seeing that the man did not leave but took the initiative to attack him, Yang Qian was furious and grabbed the man.

In the gaze of others, the man's body was suddenly clamped by Yang Qian, and then Yang Qian waved his left hand at the man's Dantian and smashed it down.

"Boom!" With a sound, the man's Dantian burst and his blood was scattered all over the ground, but the immortal's blood was pale gold.

At this time, Yang Qian only had the cultivation of Xuanxian, and the other party had the cultivation of Taiyi immortal, but he died in Yang Qian's hand with one punch, and it was directly Dantian burst, and even the scattered immortal could not be cultivated.

Looking at the situation at this time, the remaining people screamed and fled around.

"Go? Is it possible to walk away?" At this time, Yang Qian suddenly snorted coldly, and the field unfolded. Those immortals had appeared in Yang Qian's field the next moment.

Compared with Yang Qian's field, it has not changed much, but the flame here has disappeared. It is better to say that it will disappear as scheduled.

In the past, as soon as you entered Yang Qian's field, it was a spreading flame, but at this time, those flames did not disappear. Instead, it was a fiery world, and those flames were hidden in it.

After all, those people were immortals. After entering another space, their first reaction was the field, so at the first time, several people wanted to break through Yang Qian's field and escape, but soon they found that no matter how hard they tried, the space was still solid at this time, and they didn't even have a trace of ripples. Up.

"Who the hell are you? We are subordinates of the mixed-yuan demon king. If you don't want to offend the mixed-yuan demon king, let us go quickly!" After repeated efforts, one of the immortals suddenly hummed.

"Hunyuan Demon King? What is he! But it's okay for me to let you go, but I have a few questions. As long as you answer us, I'll let you go!" Yang Qian snorted coldly and was extremely disdainful of the mixed yuan demon king in his mouth.

"You! Since you dare to insult Lord Hunyuan!" Listening to Yang Qian's words, those people suddenly became angry.

I don't know! You haven't figured out yet, have you?" With a cold hum, Yang Qian suddenly released his yuan spirit majesty, and there was boundless pressure in the space.

At this time, those people were also sweating coldly, their bodies were constantly shaking, their faces turned pale, and they looked at Yang Qian in panic.

"You, you, you, are Xianjun!" I don't know who suddenly said it.

"It doesn't matter whether I'm a fairy or not. I just need you to answer me a few questions!" Yang Qian is not in the mood to care about his cultivation. When will it be someone else's turn to talk about his affairs?

"I don't know if Xianjun has any questions to ask, and I will definitely be outspoken when I know!" Under absolute force suppression, those immortals also had to give in. Both the cultivation world and the fairy world are a world of strength.

"What's wrong with the current pattern of the fairyland? Where are the human race, demon clan, demon clan and spirit clan?" Yang Qian said harshly.

"The immortals, the human race is in the center of the fairyland, while the demons are in the West, and the demons and spirits are in the East!" The man said hurriedly.

"Isn't it similar to the world of cultivation? It's just that the spirit clan has not drifted into the endless sea!" Listening to the man's words, Yang Qian couldn't help but associate with the Xiuzhen world.

"Where is that first?" Yang Qian continued to ask.

"Land of the human race!" After talking about this question, the man's expression was obviously stunned.

"I think you are all demons. Since this is the land of the human race, why do you appear here?" Soon Yang Qian realized the problem.

"This, this, this..." The man and other immortals here suddenly turned pale, as if there was something difficult to say.