Chapter 869: Return to Taiyuan City

A real big world, even the most fragile third-class world, also needs a long time to save. This time is calculated for hundreds of millions of years. Only powerful people in the fairyland or the real fairy weapons that surpass the best fairy weapons can evolve into a real big world after the longevity is exhausted.

"How many masters have been sent by Xuankong Mountain and the Wanshang Alliance?" Shen Chong asked in a low voice. Although he had crossed the two five-grade demon emperors, Shen Chong and Feng Yang did not look at the memories of these two people.

Although Shen Chong can open up Tengtu and let himself look through it, it has damaged his sea of knowledge. After all, when it comes to the broken world, every monk's sea of knowledge is very large. While looking through the memory, he is also absorbing all the knowledge and experiences of the other party. Such a huge and complex memory is easy to get along with The conflict of one's own memory leads to the damage of the soul.

Unless there is a big difference and the cultivation has changed qualitatively, it will not be affected at all. Even when Yaoguang Fairy looked through other people's memories with the peerless magic power of the Sacred Heart Tip, she was greatly devoured.

"To return to the master, Xuankong Mountain sent three elders, all of whom are the cultivation of the bone realm, and the Wanshang Alliance has sent four, one of whom has reached the realm of soul. In addition, there are dozens of strong people in the broken world. These people have sunk into the core of the Red Star Continent and continue to sacrifice. It has been a long time. Meanwhile, connect with the origin of the mainland and cut off the invincible control of the Red Star Continent. Tengtu said.

"The enemy is the lord of the chaotic sea of stars. Naturally, this matter can't be hidden from him. However, before entering the core of Da Chi, I still go back to Taiyuan City. I hope Dongfang Jianyu has come back."

Shen Chong thought about it and made a decision. He must hold the Red Star Continent in his hand and turn it into a part of the Jiuzhou Continent. Taking this as an opportunity, it is also a good choice to encroach on the whole chaotic star sea little by little.

However, he doesn't want to intervene for the time being. It's not a matter of a day or two to strip away the mainland's original luck. At least he has to wait for the victory or defeat between the invincible and the Wantian League.

Wh!

A little golden light flew, but it flew over thousands of miles in an instant. In a moment, Shen Chong Taiyuan City was far away.

This huge city is rare that it has not been greatly affected in the game of many forces. Even the spiritual veins under Taiyuan City have been preserved, but the prosperity in the city has long been gone. Except for the disciples of the Taiyuan Sword School, there are no disciples of other sects, and even the Chamber of Commerce of the Wanshang Alliance has disappeared, such as Now it is extremely depressed, and even the disciples of Taiyuan Sword Sect are listless.

Shen Chong shook his body and swept towards the Sword Pavilion.

Outside the sword pavilion, the sword spirit is lingering, and the power of the immortal sword array of Taiyuan Longhai is even more amazing. In the hall at the top of the sword pavilion, a girl sits on the throne, while the eight swords of Taiyuan are separated on both sides, with a respectful and calm look.

The girl's face is beautiful. Although she doesn't have a peerless face, she has an amazing temperament. Her eyes are not angry and arrogant. Her whole body looks like clouds and fog, and there is an unfathomable power in her body.

"Senior Yang's cultivation has reached the broken boundary, and she is responsible for an ancient kendo inheritance. It is both strong and soft, and has reached a great success. The power is not even under the Guiyuan sword of my heaven and earth. No wonder she will be favored by the oriental sword rain, and now it has revealed the domineering spirit of the peerless strong."

When Shen Chong's mind swept over the girl's body, his eyes couldn't help jumping slightly. If it hadn't been for the familiar sense of air, he could hardly believe that the girl was Yang Haiqing, the disciple of the Cold Moon Palace who made people feel extremely close.

"Uh-huh!" It seemed that there was something to feel. Yang Haiqing looked up slightly, with a surprised look in his eyes. He stood up and said, " Elder Shen is back, and you will come with me to greet him."

"What!"

The eight swords of Taiyuan were shocked. Some were surprised and some were shocked, but they did not dare to neglect, and they all flew up.

Wo, sw!

More than a hundred escapes flew out of the sword pavilion, and a ball of light stood above Taiyuan City. Headed by Yang Haiqing, all the holy emperor-level masters of the Eight Swords of Taiyuan flew out to meet each other.

"Haha, Sister Yang, why do you have to be so foreign?" In the long laughter, Shen Chong had already appeared. He stepped on the ground and shrank into an inch. In an instant, he came to the front, while Feng Yang, Qingluan and others were still practicing in the map of the universe, sun and moon, and did not appear.

"Shen Daoyou has achieved great cultivation now, and now I can't afford to be the name of senior sister."

Yang Haiqing smiled and was also secretly shocked in her heart. Although she knew from the mouth of Taiyuan's eight swords that Shen Chong's cultivation was extraordinary, she was also a series of adventures. In a short period of time, she rushed two levels and stepped into the realm of broken worlds. She thought that Shen Chong was just between her. Unexpectedly, when I saw her today, she felt that the other party's breath was strong and terrible. I can't speculate at all. It is far beyond myself, and it seems that it has reached the state of transformation.

"I was a senior sister for one day, and I would have been a senior sister for the rest of my life. If it hadn't been for my senior sister's guidance, I wouldn't have achieved it now." Shen Chong's face was full of smiles. Shen Chong was also sincerely happy to see his former friends in this distant star field.

"Hee hee, Elder Shen must have worked hard to come back. Let's enter the Sword Pavilion." Yang Haiqing waved his palm and followed his words. The eight swords of Taiyuan and many holy emperors behind him immediately dispersed and returned to their respective positions.

"Didn't the Oriental Master come back?" Shen Chong knew in his heart that it seemed that Yang Haiqing had taken over the position of the head of the Taiyuan Sword School.

"The master has closed the barrier of life and death and is ready to shock the virtual world. Before the closing door, he has passed on the position of the door master to me," Yang Haiqing's face was a little worried, but then his tone changed: "Now I can make the decision on the affairs of the sect."

Shen Chong's heart moved, and Yang Haiqing's words seemed to reveal another meaning.

Several people returned to the Sword Pavilion. In the top hall, only Shen Chong, Yang Haiqing, and the eight swords of Taiyuan, the remnant sword, the killing sword, and the ghost sword were left. The three elders did not dare to look at opposite Shen Chong at all, and their expression was very unnatural, and Shen Chong would not pay attention to these three people.

"Elew Elder Shen, this is the situation in the Red Star Continent now. I don't know if Elder Shen has any suggestions for the next direction of the Taiyuan Sword School." After Shen Chong sat down, Yang Haiqing did not talk to him and directly talked about the situation faced by the Taiyuan Sword School.

Although outsiders have regarded the Taiyuan Sword School as a vassal of the Wanshang Alliance, Shen Chong knew that Dongfang Jianyu had other plans. However, all this had to wait for Dongfang Jianyu to succeed in turning into a virtual world. Otherwise, everything would be false.

Nowadays, the Wanshang Alliance and Xuankong Mountain have not taken action against the Taiyuan Sword School, but are afraid of the Oriental Sword Rain. Once the impact of the Oriental Sword Rain fails, the Taiyuan Sword School will definitely be swallowed and there will be no bones left.

"So what does the senior sister mean?" Shen Chong muttered.

"What I mean, it should also be the meaning of my younger brother. Take the origin of the Red Star Continent, set up your own door, move the void with the power of breaking the world, and completely get out of the chaotic sea of stars." Yang Haiqing smiled and said, "Originally, I felt that the difference in strength was too different, but when my younger brother returned, as long as he calculated properly, there may not be no chance in this matter."

"Senior sister's Yuanying still remains in the origin of the Red Star Continent." Shen Chong suddenly said.

"Yes, the master's meaning is to make me the lord of the new Red Star World. However, if my brother has any ideas, it is not negotiable. After all, the Red Star Continent is only divided into a third-class world. With the strength of you and me, even if you become the Lord of the world, it is also a dragon's shallow." Yang Haiqing did not hide anything at all, and if he wanted to plan this matter, Shen Chong would help him.

The Yuanying, which is parasitic in the origin of the world, is not unchanged. If it pays a certain price, it can also be moved out, and the master above the transformation can integrate the Yuanying and the ontology and get rid of the shackles of the world's origin.

Moreover, even if the Red Star Continent becomes independent and becomes its own world, it is impossible to reach the scale of the second-class world. The strong man above the realm will not become the lord of the Red Star Continent because of small things. Yang Haiqing's plan is not impossible.

"Senior sister's vision is still too low. Why can the red star world only be a third-class world? Snakes swallow elephants. Maybe snakes can incarnate into dragons and swallow the invincible continent." Shen Chong smiled faintly, but there was a trace of brilliance in his eyes.