Chapter 1391: Pressure on the Two Clans
Hearing this, a ray of lightning flashed slightly in Chen Xun's eyes.
He smiled meaningfully: "What do you think?"
A deep smile appeared at the corner of Tian Qi's mouth: "I trust my own judgment, but I wonder what will happen to our Tianlun Sect?"
"Daxing." Chen Xun's eyes showed an unprecedented determination.
These two words not only believe in the words of the Tianlun Immortal who discussed the Hongmeng River, but also believe in the Wuyun Sect, the immortal in the family, Meng Sheng, the son of luck, and the Tianji Dao Palace working together to enter the Hongmeng River.
That night, they had a hearty chat with the Tianlun Immortal. Even Lao Niu didn't understand a word, but they talked a lot. The ancient Tianlun Sect's entry into the Hongmeng River was by no means just headless flies scurrying around, but there was a way!
"knew."
Tian Qi took a deep breath and felt a slight tingling sensation on his scalp. He stood up and cupped his hands and said, "I will leave the inheritance artifact in the sect. This is the object of my enlightenment."
"Tian Qi...but the Heavenly Wheel Diagram?" Chen Xun narrowed his eyes.
"Yes, if there is this thing, I can reflect the coordinates of the Yin and Yang path of the Hongmeng River in it, and wait for you to find us."
There was a trace of excitement and sigh in Tian Qi's eyes, "If I can't come back, my immortal tomb has left an eternal inheritance. This immortal way cannot be covered with dust. It will definitely be a way to bless thousands of monks."
His childhood wish was to become the founder of a party and have his name be remembered for eternity.
Chen Xun took a deep look at the clear-eyed Tianlun Patriarch and said softly: "Don't worry, your great way will definitely resound throughout the heavens."
The world of true immortality is wide open...this way may finally be put to real use.
The vastness of the Immortal Realm will far exceed your imagination. I believe that your spirits in heaven will definitely see it.
Chen Xun inevitably has a respect for pure Taoists like Tian Qi in his heart. Of course, except for the ancient demon who stole Taoism from all races...
Tian Qi nodded heavily and said with a smile: "Futian, although we have known each other for a short time, we feel that we have been friends for a long time and there is no unfamiliarity."
"That's what we, the cultivators, are like." Chen Xun held his hands.
"Haha, of course."
After Tian Qi finished speaking, he turned around and waved gently, "I believe you. Hongmeng River is also what I want in my heart. I just want to go and see the battlefield of heaven and earth you mentioned. I also want the Xuanhuang Qi."
His chuckle gradually echoed in the heaven and earth, and his figure disappeared among the monks of all races, becoming increasingly vague and elusive. Soon he was gone, and not even a trace of energy could be found.
Chen Xun stared at Tian Qi's back for a long time, and I have to say that this kid is quite handsome... He seems to know nothing, but in fact he understands everything, but he is a strange man who left a good impression in his heart.
Half an hour later.
The Ancient Seven Realms were dressed in black robes and walked slowly from the Immortal City Teleportation Formation. The boundary here was not the land of Kyushu where the fortunes of the Immortal Court gathered, but a border city.
And the communication technique also made his hair stand on end...
Win Xiao!
The message came from Yingxiao's consciousness. It was so strange that he felt as if he had been targeted for a long time. He even suspected that Futian had obtained the Heavenly Dao Mirror.
Otherwise, how could he not detect traces of this person in Ying Xiao.
It's just that everything is too late now. With one sentence, he came across several big worlds without any thought of resistance. Moreover, he came in his true form, which made him look very solemn and sincere.
Now that Taiyi Immortal Court has declared war on the Chaos Clan, Futian asked him to come at this time. He also wanted to see what was going on, and his courage was beyond ordinary people's imagination.
Good luck on this trip.
The Ancient Seven Realms paused outside the teleportation formation of Immortal City, staring at the figure of Mai under the city wall from a distance.
At this time, a gaze stared through time and space. The pupils of the Ancient Seven Realms expanded slightly, but he sighed with relief. He could not compete with it, even if he tried his best.
He immediately raised his steps and crossed hundreds of thousands of miles in one step, arriving directly in front of Chen Xun.
"In the Seven Ancient Realms, I have seen Immortal Friend Futian." The black-robed figure's voice was very rich, with a powerful force.
"I have heard about your deeds." Chen Xun leaned against the corner, playing with a wooden bell in his hand, "The Ancient Seven Realms of the Chaos Clan, no, it should be the ancestor of the Canggu Saint Clan, the Ancient Seven Realms."
Hearing this, the Ancient Seven Realms remained calm.
At this moment, the atmosphere suddenly became a little solid. When this sentence spread, the Canggu Saints in the three thousand worlds... would be reduced to smoke and dust. Futian's simple sentence was enough.
The eyebrows of the Ancient Seven Realms only became darker. He did not scream or be shocked. He just said in a deep voice: "Not bad."
"I have been fighting in the outer world for thousands of years and have not returned. My senior sister Ling Qingzhi, my sect's disciples Mo Ruoxiao, Ao Renge, Di Tuo and other disciples died on the outer battlefield."
Chen Xun read out many familiar names with a calm expression, "Although Xianting and my sect have helped them take revenge, I feel it is not enough. Can you understand?"
"Fellow Futian Immortal..."
"I have a very small mind. There is no need to tell me the truth about this matter. You can't imagine the years I have gone through, but I only understand one truth. This world of immortality has never been a place to talk about reason and cause and effect."
Jingle bell bell~
The wooden bell played in Chen Xun's hand rang softly: "In the ancient seven realms, I have killed several ancient immortals in the forbidden land of Taiyi World, and killed hundreds of millions of demons. I have also entered the Taiyao World and fought with three demons and immortals before they fell into demons. "Hai Lun Tao."
"The intrusion of evil spirits from outside the territory has made me feel a little tired, but killing them is no different from killing you. It just means spending more time to pick out the creatures of the Canggu Saint Clan distributed in the three thousand worlds one by one."
Chen Xun spoke calmly, as if he was telling a commonplace matter, "If you want the hundred ancient chaos stars to be passed down well, make a decision as soon as possible."
If Chen Xun had not been abandoned by the origins of other great worlds, he would really have rushed in and cut off the inheritance of the ancient saint clan, instead of threatening the ancient ancestors nakedly here.
As for Ying Xiao, he didn't care too much. He was still worried about too many heavy things in his heart. Besides, the human beings he saved casually had their own immortal paths, and he would not interfere.
After hearing about the ancient chaos stars, Gu Qijie seemed to be unable to remain calm in his heart, and his face changed drastically!
The world of the remote fairy city seemed to have become extremely dead and silent, the wind stopped, the clouds and mists were still, and even the vitality that spread all over the world had lost its former vitality.
Gu Qijie's heart was in turmoil. In just a few words, this Futian made him come from afar, and actually in this remote fairy city to suppress his ancient saint clan and the chaos clan that dominated the three thousand great worlds!
There was a struggle between heaven and man in his heart, and the silence lasted for a whole hour.
The wind rose in the sky and the earth.
Gu Qijie stared at Chen Xun and said coldly: "Futian, I have made a choice in my heart."
"Oh?" Chen Xun's eyes drooped, still playing with the wooden bell in his hand, but his posture became more and more flamboyant.
Gu Qijie's immortal energy seemed to be pressed by a fairy mountain. Although the figure in front of him was not tall, the aura that was emitted from it was so strong that he was a little breathless.