Chapter 897: Nine Continent Little Star Realm
The whole Youzhou is no longer uninhabited, and even the breath of life can't be felt. There is a decay and decay everywhere, and other masters of the storm world have also left the Jiuzhou world.
Standing on Zixiao Mountain, Shen Chong sighed slightly. The land of Youzhou is the place where Shen Chong laid the foundation of Taoism. Thinking of the years when he practiced Taoism in Youzhou, Shen Chong couldn't help sighing. Except for the few people he was included in the world of the universe, the old acquaintances in the past did not know how many of them could escape. Disaster.
The competition with the master of the storm world not only did not get any benefits, but also paid a huge price, which was unexpected by Shen Chong.
Wh!
Qingluan's body has appeared, and his real body has appeared. It is a giant cyan bird that looks like a roc and a phoenix. The back is wide, which is just suitable for Shen Chong to meditate and rest on it and breathe.
However, the vitality of the Jiuzhou world is no longer suitable for the cultivation of masters on the realm, let alone meet Shen Chong's cultivation needs. It is far from enough to borrow the supplement of the top-quality vitality stone. Fortunately, Shen Chong can also borrow the origin of the Jiuzhou world to recover. Although it is slow, its mana is growing little by little.
The Lord of the Storm World has learned the secret of Shen Chong, and will never give up the mysterious treasure of the world and the 33-day Taoist map. I'm afraid that he is already trying to come to the real body. As long as such a terrible existence comes, it can destroy the world of Jiuzhou without even taking action, and Shen Chong can't escape death. He must speed up his action. It is.
Qingluan is a mythical beast that is good at speed. Although it has not reached the realm of its previous life, its speed is also extremely fast. In the roaring wind, it constantly tears the void, breaks through the clouds and fog, and escapes to the entrance of the small star world.
In Quanzhou, which has been isolated from several continents, a stunning girl stood in the air, and the wind and clouds were moving around her, as if she were a fairy out of the dust, and like a noble goddess. In front of her, a fairy sword sounded endlessly, devouring the essence of the Hurricane Holy Emperor, which seemed to be more horizontal.
Li Yinping looked at the edge of the sky from afar and gently brushed his immortal body, as if thinking.
"What, isn't the saint going to see him?" A ball of vitality dispersed, and there was a delicate figure beside Li Yinping, and the smile flowed. It was Princess Yuxi.
"So what if I see it? I'm doomed to be together before the road of achievement. I'm the saint of the sect and the candidate in charge. In front of the fairy road, everything is false, and although Wanhualiu does not prohibit disciples and elders from making friends, the saint is not good." Li Yinping said lightly.
"Hee hee, when the saint becomes the leader, who dares to punish the supreme leader of the school?" Princess Yuxi smiled and said, "Moreover, I think the saint and this person are both immortals. If you fly to the fairyland in the future, you can also be free."
"Let's go to that point," Li Yinping waved his hand and hit a magic formula. The huge Lianyun Valley below has been uprooted. At the urging of her magic power, it continues to shrink, turning into a palm-sized peak and falling into her palm.
"Let's go. Now that he has come back, he doesn't need me to stay in the Jiuzhou world. If it's fate, let's meet in the middle of the world." Li Yinping waved casually and rolled up Princess Yuxi, stepped into the void and disappeared.
At this time, Qingluan is humking Shen Chong and flying to the entrance of the small star world of Jiuzhou.
There are nine entrances to the Jiuzhou small star world, which are naturally distributed on nine continents, while the entrance to Youzhou is in the polar north ice sheet and the Tianjue mountains.
"Dad, Dad, how are you?" Suddenly, there was a clear and anxious voice in Shen Chong's sea of knowledge.
"Nothing, Wanjie, but it's you. It's you who went out of the customs in advance and consumed a lot of the source. What's the impact?" Shen Chong took a long breath, and his mana had recovered 30%. He just knew that the world was retreating, which might be integrating the origin of Jiuzhou, but the specific situation was not clear, and he couldn't help but be a little worried.
"It's good that Dad is fine. Don't worry about me. When we meet, you will understand everything." Wanjie breathed a sigh of relief and looked a little tired. Without asking anything more, they soon broke off.
Qingluan's speed is very fast. In a short time, he entered the cold jade ice field. The air suddenly became cold, and the earth cracked, so the ice field also broke into countless pieces, but the cold air was more vigorous. Even if Shen Chong's cultivation had reached the point where all evils were invulnerable and the demons were unbreakable, he also felt a slight chill.
Tianjue Mountains, further north of the cold jade ice field, Shen Chong once had a war with Wu Zumen there, which finally led to the Tongtian Sword Emperor and the incarnation of Wuzu, which turned the whole Tianjue Mountains into an unfathomable huge ice cave.
Later, more masters from five continents allied here, exposing the mysterious and true sea world that suppressed the mythical beast Yan.
Nowadays, whether it is the Xuanming Zhenhai world, the mythical beast Yan, and even the masters of the Five Continents Alliance, they have all disappeared, leaving only a huge crack leading to the depths of the underground.
This crack seems to be cut open with a divine knife, which is huge and bottomless, like a horrible abyss.
In the forested ice walls on both sides, the ice is sealed with one bone after another, all of which are the bodies of monks. Only the monks in the soul realm can leave corpses, while the strong man in the broken realm turns into vitality and dissipates in heaven and earth.
It seems that this place has experienced one war after another. Although the breath has been swept away, we can still see the tragedy of the war at that time.
With the help of a large number of vitality stones and the original source of Jiuzhou heaven and earth, Shen Chong has recovered 40% of his mana, but the mana can be cultivated back, but the damage on the soul is not so easy to recover, and the mysterious treasure of the heavens is even more difficult to repair. The damage left by the Lord of the Storm World is indeed difficult to resolve, and Shen Chong's strength is also far away. It's far from the peak.
Along the ice wall, Qingluan's body has shrunk, and the mana wraps Shen rushed to the depths of the ground.
Although the underground is extremely dim, the ice walls on both sides reflect the faint green light emitted by Qingluan. The light and shadow pass by, shining like meteors, which looks extremely gorgeous.
Ten thousand feet, a million feet, tens of thousands of feet, there seems to be no end. Every time it goes deep, the pressure will double. Under layers of pressure, even Qingluan feels very uncomfortable.
Although there is no Red Star Continent, which is guarded by the terrible storm in the broken bone desert, the core of Jiuzhou is not easy for ordinary practitioners to enter. The cold wind and the heavy pressure of the tide are enough to destroy the body of any broken monk and smash the yuan god.
In a short time, two layers of aurora appeared, that is, the Tiangang atmosphere and the geocentric Yin layer, surrounded by a circle of halo, soft, elegant, calm as if it were a picture of time and space.
"Qingluan, enter my field."
Suddenly, Shen Chong rose up, and Qingluan turned into a small blue bird and penetrated into Shen Chong's field world.
The small star world is the core place of a world. Borrowing the origin of the world creates great pressure and suppresses the realm of practitioners. As long as it enters the small star world, the realm will fall several levels, and Qingluan is also affected.
However, the rules in the small star world are the rules of the Jiuzhou world, and Shen Chong has been recognized by the origin of the Jiuzhou world, that is, the well-deserved lord of the nine continents, and the world is sitting in the small star world. Instead of being suppressed, Shen Chong's cultivation has a sense of closeness like a fish in water, and even the recovery of magic power is not fast. Less.
Through the two layers of light curtain, the Jiuzhou origin poured more fiercely. Shen Chong was like a giant whale drawing water, and every pore around him spread out, crazily devouring the origin of heaven and earth, and his mana was also growing fiercely.
"It's right in front." Counting the years of cultivation in the world of the universe, Shen Chong has not seen the world for hundreds of years. The relationship between them has long been beyond the master-servant relationship, and it is more like a real father and son connected by blood. When they meet again, Shen Chong is also a little excited.
The small star world in the Jiuzhou world is no different from the red star world. The space is vast, and there are many large and small star meteorites. The small ones are as big as rice grains, while the large ones are huge, gorgeous and spectacular, like a shrinking universe.
Shen Chong looked around. In a distant place, there was a yellow hazy light, and a huge piece of land appeared in front of him.
This land is covered by a canopy, like an eggshell, isoling the terrible pressure of the small star world. There are one country after another, including practitioners and mortals.