Chapter 442 30,000 miles of purple

The desolate land in the north.

Zhang Chentang leaned against the rock. To be precise, his whole back fell into the rock. At this time, the always fierce character's face was full of blood, his hair was scattered, and his body was seriously injured.

One of the two fairy-level thick chains passed through his abdomen, wrapped around his body and wrapped his left arm around his waist. The other penetrated his chest bone, wrapped his right hand together, and tied it to his neck.

This outstanding disciple of Lingyu Tianbao Sect, who was so embarrassed that he could not move by his own chains, smiled bitterly.

There are several white bones at his feet.

Those white bones are still emitting hot smoke, and the flesh and blood have not been eaten clean.

That's the keel, the demon dragon bone.

There is a snake head the size of a house not far away, with sharp horns above it, which is the head of the demon dragon. The demon dragon head was stewed by him. The soup was extremely delicious and tonic. However, the dragon head was ferocious, with less meat and more scales, so he had to dig out his eyes to eat, and the rest of the head was discarded.

I heard that the head is precious, but Zhang Chentang was too lazy to eat meat, so he gave up.

But he didn't expect that this mysterious demon dragon had a backer.

With Zhang Chentang's current cultivation, even in the East China Sea Dragon Palace, he is not afraid, and there are only a few people who can overwhelm him.

And the owner of this demon dragon happens to be one of the few people.

Zhang Chentang is extremely bitter.

After the pregnant fairy mountains, Zhang Chentang originally went to look for Gu Tingqiu's sword, but he was seriously injured by Gu Tingqiu's sword and almost died. Fortunately, Gu Tingqiu had no intention to kill him, so he could escape. After recovering from his injury, Taoism has grown and has bloomed two Taoist flowers, so he wants to fight with Gu Tingqiu again.

However, as soon as he got out of the customs, he heard that Gu Tingqiu's Xia had soared.

Zhang Chentang was so stunned that he didn't recover for an hour.

When he recovered, he heard that Gu Tingqiu also regretted not being able to fight with Ling Sheng. Zhang Chentang was impatient and wanted to fight with Ling Sheng. However, he heard that Ling Sheng was already the ancestor of the earth fairy, and his cultivation was higher than him.

Originally, his cultivation was better than Ling Sheng, and it was difficult to solve, and even fell into the wind.

Now that Ling Sheng's cultivation is higher than his, how can he fight this?

The name of Ling Sheng's sword demon is not without wind and waves.

Ling Sheng's action has never been merciful. As soon as the sword spirit comes out, it will inevitably make people cold and kill people in an instant.

Since the cultivation is not as good as Ling Sheng, 80% will also be defeated. If you lose, you will lose, but if you lose to the sword demon Lingsheng, 90% will die.

So Zhang Chentang came to the north to fight for Su Bai.

Su Bai and Ling Sheng, Gu Tingqiu, rank first among contemporary young people. Then go to Su Bai to fight for a win or lose first, which is also equivalent to indirectly fighting with Gu Tingqiu and Ling Sheng.

However, when he first arrived in the north, he happened to see the scene of Su Bai killing the descendant of Sanyuan*.

Zhang Chentang smiled bitterly and thought that Su Bai was as famous as Gu Tingqiu Lingsheng, which was indeed extraordinary. Are you going to challenge Qin Xianhe, Xian Zen Master and others? Under the depression, I went to the East China Sea.

On the road, I met a demon dragon. This demon dragon has two claws, a head like a snake, but long horns. It is a rare demon dragon, which is only a mysterious realm.

When he was angry, he killed the demon dragon and ate half of its body. The demon dragon also boiled soup.

When you eat halfway, you will see the purple haze in the middle of the earth.

In astonishment, he was kicked down again.

With Zhang Chentang's ability, the other party can kick him down silently. It can be seen that his ability is excellent. When he turns his head and looks at it, his face immediately turns pale.

Damn, this guy is actually Su Bai!

"I heard that you are very arrogant, which is rare in the world."

The breeze blew and rolled up the dust and smoke of the desolate earth. Su Bai was like a fairy in the painting in the wind. He looked at the figure in front of him and said lightly, "When he first entered the immortal, he looked for Gu Tingqiu's trouble. He was seriously injured by his sword. After being closed, he wanted to fight with Gu Tingqiu again?"

Zhang Chentang grinned and laughed.

"Gu Tingqiu flew up. If he wanted to find Ling Sheng, he found that his cultivation was above you, and this man was too murderous. Once he did it, he would probably kill you?"

"Then..."

Su Bai looked at him quietly and said, "Do you just want to come and fight with me?"

Zhang Chentang shook his head and said, "It turned out to be such a plan, but after I saw you, I didn't have that idea."

"Then you killed my mount..." Su Bai paused, and his voice was light, but he looked cold. "Do you think I'm softer than Ling Sheng? Or do you think I have a lower level than Ling Sheng?

Zhang Chentang turned out to be such an idea, but when he saw Su Bai take action, he had already given up the idea. He smiled bitterly, "Who the mother knew this was your mount? I'm still a native wild dragon."

Su Bai was silent for a moment and asked, "Do you have any last words?"

A light sentence.

Zhang Chentang almost cursed. Who said that Su Bai was gentler than Ling Sheng?

At least Ling Sheng came with a happy sword and didn't say any nonsense. Su Bai asked a few questions and hypocritically asked what his last words were?

Fight the dead monkey beside his Ling Sheng!

Su Bai stretched out his hand and had a sword flying from the sky.

Suddenly.

The middle soil has changed steeply, and the purple haze is vast, stretching for tens of thousands of miles.

Above the sky, above the extraterritorial world, the palpitating atmosphere is getting stronger and stronger. Even if it is a blue day, it has a little light luster.

That's starlight.

Su Bai seemed to remember something and looked cold.

Zhang Chentang was shocked and forgot to escape.

Su Bai also ignored it. A fairy wind rolled up his body, turned it into a white cloud, and threw it into the Middle Earth.

......

Moral Tianzong.

The breath of the Taoist of Changsheng is getting weaker.

The way of heaven is to make up for the deficiency.

He gradually read this sentence.

The world's tonic is not enough to make the body grow old and consume life. Although monks have Taoist magical powers, they can't stop consumption. Although the true qi mana can hold their own bodies, compared with the wielding of mana and every move, the benefits brought by this mana are still insufficient.

Therefore, there is a limit on longevity.

If the loss can be made up for, it will be eternal.

But there is only more than enough for the long-term Taoist to supplement their own consumption.

The rest are injected with Zique treasure urn.

The immortal power accumulated over hundreds of years has been exhausted.

The Changsheng Taoist's face was pale and bloodless. He turned a little to his eyebrows, and a drop of blood flew out of it and fell on the purple urn.

The purple light is getting stronger and stronger.

The purple glow in the sky spread to thousands of miles.

Within thousands of miles, the sky and the earth are full of brilliance.

In an in an assinuation, the Immoral Taoist seems to be much older, and white hair gradually grows between his temples.

He lit another drop of blood.

White hair in the temples is like frost.

After 18 drops of blood in his eyebrows, the immortal Taoist, who claims to be immortal and can stay forever, has gray hair.

After the 19th drop of blood was released, his skin gradually dried up.

When 22 drops of blood in his eyebrows, the face of the long-life Taoist was withered like a bark.

At this moment, he remembered many past events.

I was in good spirits when I was young.

The faint figure when he was young.

In the past, when the country was determined and the whole country cheered, many girls cast many strange glances at him. As his prince, there were almost countless powerful families who wanted to propose marriage. That girl is different. Although someone in her family is an official, her status is not high.

Compared with those powerful people who propose marriage, that woman has almost no advantage.

But he remembers that only the woman looked up to him when he was weak and never famous. I still remember that the shy woman wandered several times to see him, but she was shy but did not dare to speak, and he himself said little.

We have known each other for several years, but we only talked for two sentences.

When he became famous, after many powerful families proposed marriages, the woman felt that her family was not as good as others, so she retreated by herself and had never seen it before.

Soon after, he cheated to death and entered Xianzong.

Before leaving, it seemed that I heard that the woman had married.

In the Moral Heavenly Sect, there seems to be a young man who is the descendant of that woman.

Think of the young man, the disciples of Taoism in the Taoist Heavenly Sect, the elders who looked forward to him very much, and the teacher.

The Changsheng Taoist whispered, "It's probably enough to live hundreds of years longer than ordinary people."

Sigh softly.

The purple treasure urn shines brightly and floats in the air, and then the page turns over.

The Imson Taoist opened his hand slightly and threw himself into it.

The purple light filled the whole secret room and rushed to the nine ridges.

The purple glow turned into purple gas, permeating 30,000 miles.

The moral Tianzong was shocked.

"Haseded... succeeded?"

Countless elders, countless elders and disciples are unbelievable.

Especially those extremely old Taoist ancestors are relieved.

The true immortal Taoist who handed down the immortal Taoist formula with his hand was slightly silent. At this time of cheering, he could not feel the breath of the immortal Taoist, and his heart gradually sank.

A teenager of the Tao Teitian Sect raised his head, and his beautiful face was a little throbbing.

He covered his chest with some pain.

As an ordinary disciple, he did not know what the moral emperor had experienced. At this time, he just remembered a sentence in the genealogy.

That sentence is a little vague, as if to say that the ancestors of the family are in the fairy gate.

At the moment when the Changsheng Taoist threw himself into the purple treasure urn, countless purple light rushed up to the sky and diffused.

The purple gas is 30,000 miles away.

Within 30,000 miles, all of them are shrouded in purple light, isolated from the inside and outside, and isolated from the world. Even if they are immortals, they can't get in and out.

The catastrophe of heaven and earth can no longer affect anyone in the purple light.

"Morality Tianzong, in this disaster, can be safe and sound."

Between heaven and earth, where the true immortals are, most of them sounded such a sentence.

The major sects that responded to the disaster were silent.

The head of Taibai Jianzong turned silently and returned to the hall.

Kongming Xianshan palm teacher shook his head and smiled bitterly.

The leader of Penglai Fairy Island sighed and closed the Fairy Island.

In addition, many sects, such as the Western Zen sect, such as the Northern Sect, have their own reactions, but most of them can only envy, sigh and lose.

On the contrary, the head of the Southern Xinjiang Soul Refining Sect and the Taishang elders are relatively calm, because the soul refining ancestors are still there. In this great disaster, the Soul Refining Sect must be the ultimate profit family.

Only Lingru Tianbao Sect, after the death, sounded the sound of smashing many things, accompanied by a low roar, not only the leader, but also many immortals, and several Taoist ancestors couldn't help but be angry and smashed many peaks in the door.

Far away from the East China Sea, Ling Sheng looked up and looked at the sky.

"Here it comes."

He whispered.