A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

In the seventh-level healing cabin of the highest level on the mother star of the Immortal Gate.

This healing cabin is called a cabin, which is a continuation of the name of the mother star in the past. In fact, it is a healing secret realm with a size of thousands of kilometers.

A mass of rotten meat and a blue-gold flying sword floated in it, wrapped in the Taiyi Qingmu Life Essence. This kind of healing treasure is enough for a drop of blood of a Divine Transformation cultivator to be reborn. There is a large lake here.

In the center of the life lake, the faintly golden color is the sixth-level Taiyi Qingmu Life Essence. It is a holy medicine for healing the cultivators of the Refining Void. It is a strategic material of the Immortal Gate.

In the center of the life lake, there is only a table-sized blue-gold liquid, which is the seventh-level Taiyi Qingmu. It is a treasure for healing the Hedao God.

This is not a strategic material, but a heritage!

However, even the healing treasures of these Hedao-level forces, the Xiandao technology medical equipment, can never heal the terrible injury of the rotten meat.

More than ten Lianxu Zhenzun from Xianmen formed an expert consultation team and worked intensively to heal the wound.

"Sword Qi?"

"What is this?"

After studying the wound of the rotten flesh, Shenji Zhenzun and others took a breath of cold air: "Fuck! Is this a Hedao-level injury? Not really, it's far beyond!"

"Is this kid crazy?"

"Is he going to provoke a terrifying existence above Hedao?!"

A large number of Lianxu Zhenzun from Xianmen were stunned, and their whole bodies were numb.

"No!"

"This is not an injury above Hedao."

Only one Lianxu-level clone came from afar, and the main body was still stationed at the front line of Jiaomingyu. He was the first to discover the clue: "He would have died long ago with an injury above Hedao. Those who couldn't hold on should be at a level similar to that above Quasi-Hedao, injured by such an existence, and barely escaped."

"Quasi-Hedao!"

Wanji Zhenzun, Shenji Zhenzun and others were shocked.

"Run!"

"Hurry up and prepare to run!"

Cang Hai Zhen Zun shuddered: "Now Xianmen has no chance of being an opponent of the existence above the Quasi-He Dao. There is a slight possibility in thousands of years. Let's run away now."

"Hurry up and withdraw the citizen fleet of Jiulingjie, pack up the mother planet and take it away. We will go back to the Wuling Universe and hide there for a while. We will talk about it after thousands of years."

"The existence above the Quasi-He Dao cannot come to the hometown universe to hunt us down!"

After Xianmen became a He Dao-level force, it has made a major upgrade to its life-saving back-up plan. Now it can pack up the mother planet and take it away. It is no longer a few citizens who abandon everything to escape.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"That makes sense..."

"Do you really want to run away? A lot of research has just begun..."

The surrounding Xianmen Zhen Zun discussed it. Some people were very reluctant, but most people agreed.

There is no way!

If you can't beat it, you can't beat it. What can you do? It's good to be able to survive.

"Heal the wound of Lord Da Ri first..."

Looking at his colleagues who were trying to escape, he said helplessly: "He just woke up and didn't say he wanted to escape. It shouldn't be a big deal. Let's wait until his wounds are stabilized."

"It's easy to escape from Jiuling Territory and Jiaoming Territory, but it will be troublesome if we return. Once the eight major immortal sects occupy all places, set up many formations, and have all the advantages, we really can't beat them. We may never come back and be blocked at the door to death."

As natives of the soulless universe, the citizens of Xianmen have much more tolerance for the soulless environment than other immortal cultivators, but there are also limits.

Once the spiritual energy is exhausted, the realm of immortals will also collapse.

That universe does not allow the existence of such high-energy creatures. Everything has the strong inertia of immortals.

"Yes, save this little guy first."

Shenji Zhenzun and others woke up as if from a dream.

They stopped discussing, and all their souls and computing power were invested in a project called "Da Ri Tian Jun Injury Treatment Project". Many large-scale scientific research and analysis instruments of the Xianmen were activated, and the central array spirit computer's He Dao-level computing power, except for the necessary national defense investment, was invested in all computing power.

The broken flesh and blood of Da Ri Tian Jun were sliced ​​one by one, and the fragments of alien mana mixed with the original mana were sent to the highest-level laboratory of the Xianmen for testing and inspection.

"So strong!"

"Just looking at it, my soul is trembling..."

Wan Ji Zhen Zun checked the mana slices and took a breath of cold air again, warming up the surroundings.

"It's normal. After all, it is a mana that exists above the quasi-He Dao. Don't be so surprised every day, making us look like we have never seen the world."

Jin Liu Zhen Zun on the side didn't care.

"No,"

"I mean the mana of this little thing!"

Wanji Zhenzun said in disbelief: "Why do I feel that he can crush me to death with one finger in his prime? Even if he is injured like this, he can still bring a strong aura of shock to my refining soul, just like a mortal next to a tiger, trembling with fear."

"Is it impossible?"

"You are not dazzled, and you mistook the mana of a foreign species for Jiang Ding's mana?"

Jinliu Zhenzun was stunned.

"Look for yourself!"

Wanji Zhenzun handed him the analysis slice.

"Fuck!"

"Oh my God!"

Jinliu Zhenzun took the slice and immediately shouted.

The two of them were startled and quickly attracted the attention of other refining cultivators, who quickly came to watch, and a stream of refining consciousness poured into the analysis slice.

"Fuck!"

"Isn't he in the late stage of transformation? Am I seeing wrong?"

"I am blind!"

"..."

One by one, the immortal sect's cultivators turned into monkeys, screaming non-stop, turning the immortal sect's highest-level laboratory into a dance hall, like a bad boy howling like a ghost.

"Nimma!"

"Wanji wanted to fight him in a duel before, but fortunately he backed down in the end, otherwise the Great Sun Sword Master would have strangled him to death like a chicken on the roadside, and he would be finished..."

Shenji Zhenzun was full of relief.

In an instant, many people looked at the rotten meat again.

For his situation, they completely understood it, it was very reasonable, and even felt that it would be abnormal if it was not like this.

"I guess he was half crazy before."

"He was about to lose control."

Shen Ji Zhen Zun sighed: "He ran out of the immortal gate to find someone to fight with. Look at this body full of evil spirit and blood. I really don't know how many refining cultivators he has killed. It may be more than the refining cultivators we have seen. He was almost beaten to death before running back home."

"It's good. He should be back to normal now."

"Not bad."

"It's good that he can recognize the way home."

The refining cultivators of the surrounding immortal gates are still in fear.

They have always heard about the madness of the Sword Master Jianzi of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion. They thought their family was different from others. After all, they were quite calm on the surface. Unexpectedly, they became even crazier.

Fortunately, he was able to control himself from beginning to end and ran back home when he was safe.

It is worthy of being a sword cultivator of our immortal gate.