Chapter 242 Total Extinction

The little saint opened her eyes, and her injury was almost healed. If she continues to practice in this way, she will soon break through to the peak of her life. As for whether she can be promoted to the saint, it depends on her personal life.

"Mu Zifeng, you are a disciple of the Great Sage, and your strength is comparable to that of the early stage of the land, so I will call you Brother Mu. You said there was something important, isn't that all?"

"Ha ha, the little saint is good at incalculation. Do you already have a hunch?" Mu Zifeng smiled. It was not easy for this little saint to support Lingshan independently.

"The situation seems very serious. If you have anything, just say it directly?"

Mu Zifeng thought for a moment and said solemnly, "Is the Great Lord a saint?"

"You also guessed it." The little saint nodded, "The great saint once mentioned something, but it was very vague."

"The last words of the old immortals of the martial arts array, heaven and hell will merge, the mortal world will disappear, and a brand-new era is coming. At that time, the saints may not have the power to survive, and all of them will disappear in the disaster. The catastrophe thousands of years ago is only a gigabit. If a new catastrophe really comes again, it will definitely be more fierce, so we have to prepare early.

Those desperate ancestors were silent, and the little saint sighed softly, "You are right. The whole mortal world is about to lead to a new disaster, and those who are not sanctified cannot survive. But to become a saint, the premise is that you must have a bone and spiritual root, so..."

"There are some old immortal treasures in the world, which can use their power to refine their roots into bone spiritual roots, but such treasures are too rare. However, there is a legend that the first spiritual root of heaven and earth has supreme power. It can hold heaven with both hands and step on hell with both feet. The qi of heaven and earth born in the body can talk about the root of an ordinary person's quenching into a bone spirit root.

"The little saint is right, but not to mention the spiritual root of heaven and earth, even if the second-ranked yin and yang spiritual root has never appeared, it is just a legend." Tianzu said helplessly.

"You'd better try your best to improve your strength and summon those of my Lingshan disciples who have the potential to advance to the fateful realm to practice. I still have something to do. I already know how to summon the colorful pagoda left by the old fairy of Tota. As long as you get the colorful pagoda, there are many old immortal treasures in it, and you may find more ways at that time.

Mu Zifeng also took out all kinds of magic weapons, martial arts secrets, elixirs, etc. that he had collected, and the large number of them floated densely in mid-air, which was dazzling.

"Distribute them well." Mu Zifeng flew away. He killed the eleven immortal sons, got the Taoist species in their bodies, and knew that the remaining immortal sons would meet in a place called Xiaguang Valley. They have long entered the sea of origin and have received great benefits. In the past ten years, they have been promoted to the chemical field one after another, and the top prince has also been promoted to the field, with extraordinary strength.

Some of them retain a part of the Tota immortal's split. If he wants to open the passage into the colorful pagoda, as for collecting all the remnants of his split, there is no doubt that he wants to kill everyone.

There are now 16 ancestors in Lingshan. Even if you want to trouble yourself in other martial arts holy places, you have to think about it.

"Let's go to the island of Tibetan Spirits first to see if those psychic beasts are dead." Flying out of Lingshan, Mu Zifeng crushed the stone charm left by the old beasts. The light in front of him flashed, and the sky swirled to the cave.

At that time, the old man's last words said that these psychic beasts would not survive for ten years. Mu Zifeng drifted in the starry sky for more than ten years and passed the agreed period, so he suspected that the six psychic beasts had already fallen, but let's go and have a look. Maybe there is still a glimmer of life.

"Who?"

As soon as he stood down, there was a roar in his ear, and then he felt that three strong fists attacked his upper, middle and lower three ways, blocking all his retreat and dodging possibilities.

However, their strength is much weaker. Although they are all cultivated in the field, Mu Zifeng is still vulnerable. Without thinking about it, Mu Zifeng directly waved his sleeves, played the art of the universe in his sleeves, and directly lifted all three people out.

" Stop." There was a delicate shout.

Mu Zifeng looked at the delicate body in front of him with a smile on his backs, "Princess Ruolan, didn't you think you were here?"

"Legendary King, are you not dead?" Hai Ruolan also cultivated to the realm. Her bright red mouth opened slightly, as if she suspected that she had read it wrong.

Mu Zifeng did not answer, but turned to look at the six huge cages. The six psychic beasts in them were not dead. The meditation needle on their heads had been pulled out, but their breath was extremely weak.

"We accidentally found here. In addition to these six-headed and six-level psychic beasts, there are also three sacred artifacts."

"I have a way to heal their wounds. They belong to me, and the three sacred artifacts belong to you. You take your men with you. There is no hatred between us. Mu Zifeng waved his hand, and his breath moved. Suddenly, he condensed seven swords around his body. After rotating for several weeks, he attacked one after another and cut off the six cages.

Then without saying a word, he displayed the glory of the church, planted control runes on the six psychic beasts, and then collected them into the vitality space of the heavenly cave.

"Wait, don't you want to know something more important? If you want to hear it, I can tell you?" Hai Ruolan quickly stopped him when she saw that he would leave directly if he didn't ask.

Mu Zifeng turned around and smiled and said, "No matter how big it is, can it be bigger than the news of the disappearance of the mortal world?" Hai Ruolan, when you find out, come to me in Lingshan. Entering the transmission array, the light wrapped him and disappeared, and the transmission array also burst at this moment.

Hai Ruolan inherited the sea cucumber manor, and she learned a lot of secrets from Nepity, including the arrival of the disaster. But she didn't expect anyone to know about this. She frowned slightly and suddenly reached out and grabbed the void. A passing note appeared. After crushing and checking the content, her pale face was terrible.

"Princess, what happened? Who was that person just now?

"It's not too late. Let's return to the Nepion Empire immediately."

Mu Zifeng flew in the sky, with thunder and lightning speed. He saw the six psychic beast lying on the aura continent of the living world, slowly absorbing the aura and nourishing the injured body and soul. The soul body sitting on the top of the crown of the spirit tree made several magic seals, and saw a whole twelve elf fruits flying into their bodies.

They are all six-level psychic beasts. As long as they heal their wounds, there will be six more. No, they should be more than a dozen, or even dozens of deadly ancestors.

It took ten days for Mu Zifeng to finally arrive at the place of Xiaguang Valley. It is a huge valley. The sky is full of clouds and the light shines down, making the valley full of weather.

There is a huge altar in the valley, with sixty-four immortal sons sitting on it. In addition to those killed by Mu Zifeng, there are also two acquaintances standing on the other side.

One is Murong's prodigal son, and the other is Tuo Xiaogong. Both of them have also been promoted to the realm, faster than those immortal sons.

"In a word, you all join in, and we will re-establish a new order in Xuanhuangfanjie." It was the prince who spoke that day, with silver hair dancing without wind, "You have no other choice. If the ancestors of Lingshan knew that you two are moles, I guess you have no way to live. Join us and we can solve everything. Mu Zifeng has been dead for ten years, so you can completely relax.

"Real?" As soon as the Prince of Heaven finished speaking, a figure appeared on the altar.

"Who are you?" The fairy children sitting there stood up. Murong Langzi and Ba Tuo Xiaogong's eyes dodged, and their faces were a little panicked.

"Lingshan Mu Zifeng."

Mu Zifeng looked at them coldly, "The eleven people who went to Lingshan to provoke trouble are dead. Don't wait. Today, I have two things to do here. One is that you obediently hand over the remnants of the Tota Immortal's split, and then there is a comfortable way to die by yourself. The second is that I will kill you one by one, and then extract the remnants of the Tota immortal from your body. What should you choose?

"Arrogant." An immortal son at the peak of the chemical realm slammed Mu Zifeng, and a five-level magic weapon in his hand smashed down from the sky. The momentum has surpassed the realm and reached the attack power of the divine change.

Mu Zifeng urged the demon's golden body not to flash. He let it bombard his head and make the sound of Hong Zhong Dalu. The sound wave made people's ears roar.

"With this ability, I dare to call myself the son of immortals." Mu Zifeng's ruthless voice sounded, and the five-finger sword was directly captured from the other party's Dantian*. Then he opened his mouth and blew, and the other party's body turned into a blood fog and was swallowed up.

It was very easy to kill a son of a fairy.

"Kill him." Everyone could see how horrible the sudden return of the legendary king was, which covered everyone's heart with a dark cloud.

Mu Zifeng left a shadow, and a huge war castle landed and surrounded them all. Nowadays, in the war castle, there are ten divine changes, more than 50 fields, and more than 400 fields, and the rest are heaven and man realms. They have practiced in aura for ten years. Everyone has great potential and is a first-class master at the same level.

Coupled with the assistance of the four-level magic weapon, thousands of ancestors formed a large array. How horrible it was. The strong breath fluctuation made the scalp of more than 60 people numb, and the power of Dantian was sealed to death, and there was no power to promote it at all.

"Murong prodigal son, I thought you were a character, but now it seems that you are already an ant. Kill them all." Mu Zifeng said disdainfully.

"Fight." The Prince of Heaven and others went crazy and forcibly urged the secret art, and the power that broke out of his body dissipated the surrounding confinement. Blood bloomed one after another, and they knew that they would have no chance to escape if they didn't work hard.

"Holy Hall Glory." Mu Zifeng rose to the sky and punched out. Under the pressure of a holy church, the light of glory covered the world and directly extinguished the blood light urged by more than 20 immortal children. The eight beasts roared and attacked at the same time. Coupled with the anger of the crossbow car, the sky was full of golden light, and immediately heard screams.