Chapter 893: Taking a Step Back, the More You Think About It, the More You Lose

Her words were a little sharp, and the Feng family ancestor was frightened so much that his beard trembled... The realm of suppression that was inadvertently revealed was the realm of the Venerable!

He Ling and the others stepped into the air from the other courtyard, and all the Feng family members bowed and sent them off everywhere, showing extraordinary respect.

The Feng family ancestor looked at the sky and sighed slightly, and his eyes still showed envy. He felt ashamed of the innate confidence and strength shown by the younger generation of the big forces.

"Send Miss Nangong."

The Feng family ancestor shouted and bowed. He didn't know much about Feng Jinyu.

However, this boy's talent may be good in the Mengmu Sea Area, but looking at the entire Xuanwei Sky Area, it is really not up to the standard. He couldn't even have a trace of unrealistic fantasy in his heart.

...

In the clouds of the sea area.

They stepped on the wooden boat again, and He Ling looked worried. Jinyu... How could he go to the Savage Sky Area? What has he been doing all these years?

She doesn't have many friends, but under Chen Xun's words and deeds, her personality has some similarities, and she is somewhat sentimental.

"Sister He."

"Hmm?"

He Ling turned around and whispered, "What's wrong with my fourth brother?"

Xiao Chi stepped forward and subconsciously looked around: "Sister He, don't be anxious about the Five Ghosts Ash Heavenly Dao, and you must be mentally prepared."

"Hehe." He Ling chuckled and stroked Xiao Chi's mane with one hand, "Fourth brother, what mental preparation?"

"Feng Jinyu is a mediocre kid. I heard that he was not good at fighting in the Taoist Academy. It is very likely that his life has come to an end. He put his inheritance in the Ghost Academy, but he didn't want to leave it to the Dutian Wanjie Lingzhuang."

Xiao Chi analyzed calmly, "After all, there are only a few people who can change their fate against the will of heaven. Brother Xun said in the small realm that no matter how lofty the ambition is, you still have to face reality."

He Ling's eyes condensed slightly, slowly took a deep breath, and was silent for a long time. Fourth brother... has experienced a lot, his ancestors and parents died tragically in front of him, and he entered the world earlier than himself.

Its words are very important in his heart.

"Fourth brother, I know." He Ling nodded gently, "If Jinyu is buried in a foreign mountain, I will bring back his body."

Xiao Chi growled, his eyes were a little sharp, and he said no more. Sister He had experienced too few life and death, and her heart was shaken in the mortal world.

But the cruelty of the world of immortal cultivation has never been a child's play. Unknowingly, even Brother Xun, who slaughtered billions of immortals, was forced into a dead end.

Feng Jinyu... can only say that the chance of survival is slim.

He Ling looked into the distance and sighed slightly. Until now, he didn't know why Feng Jinyu wanted to go to such a dangerous place. He was a very simple-minded person, and he didn't have much mind.

Yun Ying glanced at He Ling vaguely. The lady was a person who valued love, but obviously she didn't want to trouble that person with this matter.

Swoosh...

The wooden boat broke through the clouds and mist and flew towards Lichen Island.

The eyes of Huang Jin, Huang Mu and the other five people gradually became extremely sharp. This was the last journey. They were about to go to the great killing realm where thousands of races and the giant forces of the Taiyi world gathered!

Xiao Chi smiled obscenely, held his head high, and looked into the distance. He was looking forward to the wild heaven.

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Lichen Island, Hunyuan Immortal City, Dutian Wanjie Lingzhuang, Branch Manor.

A woman with noble temperament and light skirt and phoenix robe sat here. She revealed a sense of competence and strength when she raised her hands and feet. And this woman...

It turned out to be the person who received Chen Xun's family at the beginning, Wan Xiangying! She was already in the early stage of Mahayana.

Now her face has matured a lot, and her eyes suddenly showed a gleam. She stood alone outside the ancient building.

In front of Wan Xiangying, there was a long road of a hundred feet. There were two rows of Hedao period monks, wearing second-grade low-level robes that could resist the power of rules, and their momentum was extremely strong.

If it is a first-grade magic weapon, it can activate the power of the laws of heaven and earth and trigger the power of calamity!

The next level is the Dao weapon, which is a growth-type magic weapon. It must be nurtured by the soul. There is no upper limit. It is strong or weak. It is invincible in the same realm.

Above the Dao weapon is the legendary immortal weapon, which contains immortal power... The power is ominous. No big clan has used it for war and killing in the immortal history records. Perhaps there is a reason why they dare not record it.

The robes of the Hedao period cultivators in the Dutian Wanjie Lingzhuang are second-grade magic weapons. There is even a glimmer in their pupils, and it seems that there are also magic weapons embedded in them.

This magic weapon is the broken delusion spirit pupil, which can instantly transmit the terrain, formation, battle situation and other situations to the Lingzhuang headquarters in the star hub, and there will be feedback within three breaths...

A very terrifying fighting system, every Lingzhuang cultivator can be said to be armed to the teeth, and is also recognized as a big fat sheep in the Three Thousand Worlds... It is called a walking spirit stone.

There are many historical reasons for this situation. Many people who died suddenly and tragically need the monks of Lingzhuang to collect their bodies. They often go in and out of dangerous secret realms, etc.

No one knows how huge and profound the foundation of this organization is, but a strong man once said that there are ten buckets of wealth in the three thousand worlds, and Lingzhuang in Dutian Wanjie has one bucket!

At this time, Wanxiangying smiled, as if waiting for someone.

Step...

Outside the long road of the ancient building, two figures walked in. They walked steadily, and the atmosphere on all sides became extremely depressed, and everyone's magic power was stagnant.

"Greetings to the Taoist Ancestor."

"Greetings to the Taoist Ancestor."

...

Everyone bowed their heads and saluted respectfully, not daring to look up.

Wan Xiangying bowed her head and saluted, her long skirt fluttering in the air, her eyes slightly brightened, she didn't expect it was really him, his appearance hadn't changed at all, just a lot of vicissitudes.

Chen Xun looked indifferent, nodded gently, there was some surprise in his eyes, but he was not surprised by Wan Xiangying, but the magic tools of these cultivators... much more advanced than the cultivators in the garbage recycling plant.

Big customers...

Chen Xun was thoughtful, he forgot to purchase goods during the Tianhe War, and he didn't recycle the ancient fairy clan's world-annihilating magic warship... Until now, every night when he entered meditation, he wanted to slap himself hard.

Just because he was a step slower, the wreckage of the world-annihilating magic warship had been recycled by the immortals sent by the ancient fairy clan, and now there is no chance to start any war with the name.

The materials of the world-annihilating magic warship are said to cost as much as the best spirit stones. One shot is a "high-grade spirit stone collision", which can destroy the existence of a heaven in an instant...

Alas!

Chen Xun sighed, his hands behind his back. The past was too painful to look back on. The more he took a step back, the more he felt at a loss.

When he became an immortal, he was too arrogant and ignored too many details. He was heartbroken.

Wan Xiangying's eyes were full of respect and nervousness. She had long remembered the realm of immortals. She didn't know if the ancestor recognized her.

But no matter how hard she thought, she couldn't think of Chen Xun regretting not recovering the world-annihilating magic ship at this time. The Taoist ancestor's brain circuits were always different from ordinary people.

The big black bull nudged Chen Xun: "Moo?"

"Miss Wan." Chen Xun came back to his senses, looked away calmly, and smiled, "After many years, I didn't expect that we would meet again."