Chapter 1869 1045 Years of the Chinese Calendar

In the 1045th year of the Shenzhou calendar, it has been several years since Ye Futian retreated.

The news of Senluo Mansion's destruction has spread like wildfire. Many people from the surrounding areas of Senluo Mansion have come to investigate, but seeing that Senluo Mansion is surrounded by sword intent, and there are black wind eagles patrolling the mountain to scold, no one dares to Break into it and disturb.

After all, the cultivators who can destroy the Senluo Mansion are definitely not good. However, many people in the area radiated by the Senluo Mansion applaud. They want to meet the cultivators who can destroy the Senluo Mansion, so it is good to pay their respects. .

After all, they all know what the Senluo Mansion is like, and it is a great joy to be destroyed now.

At this time, on the highest mountain peak of Senluo Mansion, strands of powerful aura emanated from Ye Futian's body, the surrounding avenue flowed, the light of the god wheel shone, and a ray of extremely tyrannical aura swept over his body Coming out, it was like streaks of divine splendor.

Outside, Hei Fengdiao and Xia Qingyuan turned their heads and looked at Ye Futian's place of practice, and saw a terrifying light of the avenue going straight into the sky, like a sky-shattering light beam, and the rounds of avenue ripples towards the whole world. The Senluo mansion spread out, causing the kendo airflow surrounding the Senluo mansion to be annihilated directly, and was destroyed by this avenue.

"So strong."

A gust of aura hit Ying Qing's body, making her clothes rattle. This aura of grandeur gave her a feeling that neither her teacher nor her senior brother had ever had. It was extremely pure. But that sense of morality gave her no less pressure than her teacher back then.

Ying Qing couldn't help being amazed, and didn't know which secret realm Ye Futian came from, this kind of talent is too terrifying.

When he was in the second realm of the divine wheel, he killed the master of the Senluo Mansion. Now that he has broken through the realm, his cultivation base is even stronger. Although he may not be able to shake the power of the eighth realm, he is not the owner of the perfect divine wheel. I'm afraid it's nothing to worry about.

In this way, Ye Futian is more confident in dealing with the owner of Dongyuan Pavilion.

Although she has been waiting here for a few years, Ying Qing didn't care. As long as she can get revenge, these few years are nothing. If she depends on herself, there may be no hope in this life.

After a long time, the aura of the Great Dao dissipated, and on the top of Senluo Mansion, a white-haired figure stood on the edge of the mountain, looking into the distance, Ying Qing looked at the figure, thinking that he might be very young, and he didn't know how to cultivate.

What's more, for him, breaking through the Realm of Human Sovereign didn't seem to hinder him at all.

Seeing Xia Qingyuan and Heifengdiao walking towards that side, Ying Qing also stepped out and came to the mountain where Ye Futian was.

Ye Futian looked at Xia Qingyuan and the others, with a gentle smile on his face. Apart from his feminine beauty, he also had a bit of refined temperament.

Xia Qingyuan looked at that face, and it looked better than when she saw him in Kyushu. Although she was much more mature, she was even more attractive.

"I've been waiting for a long time." Ye Futian said. It took a lot of time to practice this time, and he finally broke through to prove the truth.

But now that he has come to the land of Shenzhou, he also knows that it is impossible to go back in a short time. Even if he can go back, he will go back to die, and he must be strong enough.

Walking in China also requires strong strength to protect yourself.

When I first came to Shenzhou, it has been a few years, and I don't know what happened to the original world.

Back then Princess Donghuang personally said that after his 'death', the original world should be able to be peaceful for a long time.

"Where are you going now?" Xia Qingyuan asked.

Ying Qing next to him looked at Ye Futian expectantly.

Ye Futian felt her gaze, and said to her, "Go to Dongyuan City."

In addition to agreeing to Ying Qing, Dongyuan City, as the largest city in this continent, can help him learn more about China.

Ying Qing's cultivation in the holy realm, and her understanding of Shenzhou comes from other people's mouths. She has never walked out of this continent, so in a sense, she doesn't know much about Shenzhou vision.

For those who practice in the holy realm, the Divine Land is too big.

Even for the Human Sovereign, it is still vast and endless, but the countless continents will never end.

"Little eagle." Ye Futian yelled, and the black wind eagle suddenly opened its wings, and its body became bigger, soaring up, like a roc for a moment.

The three of them stepped up, and the black wind eagle flapped its wings like a cloud hanging from the sky. The next moment, its figure directly rushed into the cloud and disappeared.

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Dongyuan City, the largest city in this continent, has countless practitioners and strong people like clouds.

Nanshan of Dongyuan City used to be a famous place in Dongyuan City. Because there was an extraordinary person who practiced Taoism in Nanshan, the world called it Nanshan Old Taoist, and some people honored him as Mr. Nanshan. He was an old man who had practiced for many years, Mr. Nanshan During those years of practicing in Nanshan, he accepted many disciples. As the disciples gradually grew, Nanshan became an extremely powerful force in Dongyuan City.

At the beginning, Nanshan was hailed as the second place in Dongyuan Pavilion, with great influence, and the old Taoist of Nanshan had an inseparable relationship with the owner of Dongyuan Pavilion. However, in one day, this Nanshan was destroyed.

Many years ago, Nanshan Taoist coveted the position of the master of Dongyuan Pavilion, and led his disciples to Dongyuan Pavilion to force the palace. He wanted his friend to give him the position of Dongyuan Pavilion master and become the master of Dongyuan Pavilion. people were also purged.

This incident had a great impact at the beginning and caused a sensation. Mr. Nanshan was indeed a person who was qualified to compete for the master of Dongyuan Pavilion back then.

As for whether there is a secret behind it, the world can only guess. The owner of the Dongyuan Pavilion controls the Dongyuan Pavilion, and no one is willing to offend him when he has power.

After all, who doesn't want to enter Dongyuan Pavilion to practice, but the person who controls the passage is the owner of Dongyuan Pavilion.

At this time, at the foot of Nanshan Mountain, there were several figures standing here, it was Ye Futian and the others.

Ying Qing wore a black mask on her face, covering her face and aura. Although she was not very conspicuous at the beginning, someone would always remember to recognize her, so they put on the disguise.

Returning to the old place, Ying Qing's eyes under the mask were red, staring at Nanshan, recalling many past events.

Back then, she followed her brothers and sisters to seek Taoism in Nanshan.

The teacher treats every student equally, and he often preaches. The disciples admire him very much and are always willing to follow him.

Nowadays, things are different and people are different, and Nanshan has long existed in name only.

At this time, from above Nanshan, there was a powerful aura that fell on Ye Futian and the others. Ye Futian looked up, and saw a middle-aged figure walking down Nanshan, his eyes were indifferent, and swept towards Ye Futian and his party people.

"Who are you?" A practitioner who walked up and down Nanshan asked.

"Who are you?" Ying Qing asked back, this is the place where her teacher cultivated Taoism.

The other party glanced at Ying Qing, but did not respond, his eyes were still fixed on Ye Futian, he could naturally see that Ye Futian was the core person, and his extraordinary temperament could faintly threaten him.

"Nanshan old man." Ye Futian said: "This is the place where senior Nanshan practiced. Why are you here?"

"He has long since fallen. Many years ago, this place was No Man's Land. What is your relationship with him?" the other party continued to ask.

"Why did you fall?" Ye Futian asked.

"I'm asking you." The other party's voice was a little colder, appearing extremely strong.

Ye Futian glanced at the other party, then turned around, ready to leave.

Although he agreed to Ying Qing, it is impossible to go directly to Dongyuan Pavilion and kill the owner of Dongyuan Pavilion. First, he needs to know what Ying Qing said is true. Secondly, killing the owner of Dongyuan Pavilion is not like dealing with Sen. Like the Luo Mansion, the Sen Luo Mansion already practiced evil methods, so if they were beheaded, they would be beheaded, but killing the owner of the Dongyuan Pavilion for no reason, I am afraid that the impact will be very bad, and there may even be some hidden dangers.

After all, the owner of the Dongyuan Pavilion is nominally helping the emperor guard the pavilion and preach.

"Your Excellency, stay here." Seeing that the other party wanted to leave, the strong man on Nanshan said, his voice fell, and a great pressure directly oppressed Ye Futian.

Ye Futian released an invisible aura, and continued to walk away, ignoring the other party's coercion.

"boom!"

There was a dull sound in this space, and many practitioners at the foot of Nanshan suddenly stopped moving. They only felt that their bodies were extremely heavy, and the breath Ye Futian endured was even more terrifying. There seemed to be an illusory basalt monster in the void. , oppressed directly from the sky, suppressed this piece of sky, and also oppressed Ye Futian.

A powerful sword intent suddenly spewed out from Ye Futian's body, and he continued to step forward. The basaltic giant oppressing his body seemed to be pierced in an instant, riddled with holes, and the cultivators on Nanshan groaned With a sound, the footsteps took a step back, and the coercion of the avenue also dissipated.

"If you want to do it again, don't blame me for being rude." A voice resounded through the void, and the hearts of the people around trembled, so overbearing.

The practitioners on Nanshan are actually the disciples of Dongyuan Pavilion. After Nanshan was destroyed, Dongyuan Pavilion took control of Nanshan. Nowadays, some people will come here to practice.

The man saw that Ye Futian called Nanshan old Taoist a senior, and claimed to be an old man, so he wanted to take him down to prove the relationship between Ye Futian and the old man back then.

However, he couldn't shake the opponent at all.

The breath of the three realms of God Wheel.

His cultivation base is not weaker than the other party.

Soon, Ye Futian and the others disappeared, while the people around them were whispering.

"This person seems to be very strong, is he a former disciple of Nanshan Taoist?" someone asked.

"I don't know, but they should be acquaintances. Now that the powerful people from all sides in Dongyuan City are here, it seems that another big event is about to happen."

"I heard that the Senluo Mansion in the mainland was destroyed by someone, and all the people in the realm of the emperor were beheaded, and the other party practiced there after destroying the Senluo Mansion." Another person said: "There is news from Dongyuan City, that person He has already left the Senluo Mansion and is coming towards this direction, and he knows whether he will come towards Dongyuan Pavilion, if this person can destroy the Senluo Mansion, he may also threaten to bring down the Dongyuan Pavilion!"

Voices drifted into Ye Futian's ears, and he planned to go to Dongyuan Pavilion for a walk!