Devil Seeds

About five minutes after Ke Xiaoliang evacuated, more than a dozen thoughts from different origins, all of which were beyond the ordinary boundary and reached the mythical level, landed in Jingyuan City one after another, and then swept back and forth in the city, collecting Those irrelevant, but quite important fragments of information.

"There is no trace of a real battle, but the aura here is empty, and the distribution of the replenished aura does not have the concentration and density of the past. This shows that some kind of attack power remaining here is so amazing that it is so short-lived. Changed the living environment of the spiritual energy in the air, so that the spontaneous and rapid replenishment of the spiritual energy under the spiritual tide was not filled in time."

"There have been changes here, but they have not affected the lives of ordinary people. The people who made the shots are very good at space-based methods. The possible battles are completely controlled and isolated in another space. This kind of space attainment is extremely amazing. , Even in the vastness of the galaxy, in our class, monks with such space attainments and means are absolutely rare."

"It needs to be carefully screened, who is missing from the true immortals who came to this world. It will cause a small drop in the world's spiritual tide... This will only happen when the true immortals fall in this world. After the death of ordinary monks, There will only be a small amount of aura, which will return and be released in the world. Only the real immortals and mythical ones will always emit high-latitude aura, and use their own fate, radiation, and influence to subtly change the world and let the world's aura rise."

The communication between mythical (true immortal) monks was completed in an instant.

They didn't ask each other more, nor did they explain their respective identities, which seemed tacit.

Then they withdrew their thoughts one after another, not daring to intervene and spy too deeply.

Ke Xiaoliang may have done it unintentionally, or on purpose... In short, his actions can be regarded as killing chickens and scaring monkeys.

He could easily kill a true immortal of the same level without any traces of being noticed by many mythical monks.

That means that the strength of the person who made the shot is far beyond their imagination.

Such a strong person... is not something they can provoke.

Zhang Baicheng withdrew the idea of ​​letting it go, and at the same time suppressed the delusional thoughts in his heart because of the information he had collected in recent days.

No matter what conclusion he came to, at least for now...he should restrain his greed.

"In the blink of an eye, beheading a true immortal cultivator is not even a method at the level of a fairy, it may even be higher..."

"This is definitely not something I can spy on. No matter whether the strong man who killed the real immortal is the master behind the scenes of those different worlds, or someone who covets these different worlds, after receiving higher orders, and... Before the assistance of ..., I can no longer act rashly."

"The best thing to do is to stay with the light and dust, and enter those different worlds honestly like other monks, using my own abilities and advantages, step by step, to become bigger and stronger." Zhang Baicheng was born in Ten Demon Sects, so he He knows how to assess the situation better than ordinary true immortals.

Of course, Zhang Baicheng is not alone in judging the situation.

The monks who have the opportunity to cultivate into true immortals, their talents, opportunities, and abilities are certainly extraordinary, but their attainments in the way of following the heart must also be extraordinary.

In the heavens and worlds, in the infinite universe, except for those truly favored children with profound luck and great fighting power.

In terms of more and more extensive monks, those who have the ability and the opportunity to become a true immortal, cross the barrier of longevity, and become the immortal species with long-term vision are all existences with a higher rank from the heart.

Those guys who are too brutal, too aggressive, too arrogant, but don't have the corresponding capital, their bones have already rotted away.

Above the East China Sea, in the rising city.

Gu Zhen, who was standing next to the cauldron and pretending to be Jackie Chan, suddenly opened his eyes. Although his expression remained indifferent, the panic and panic in his eyes overflowed like running water, attracting everyone around him. The attention of less followers.

At this moment, Gu Zhen's hands clasped in his sleeves were trembling uncontrollably.

Originally on his wrist, there was a spirit bead connected to his apprentice Ma Yingtogether, but just now... the spirit bead broke.

And along with the broken spirit orb, what poured into Gu Zhen's consciousness was nothing but that punch that blocked the sky and changed the world.

"You didn't even have time to leave me a word?" Gu Zhen's fingers were still shaking, he knew he was careless.

And the price of this carelessness...maybe complete demise.

Ma Ying is dead... no! Or in other words, the soul flies away.

And he may have already fallen into the eyes of the strong man who made the shot.

"It's too late to beg for mercy!"

"We overestimated the patience of that strong man, thinking that he would be magnanimous and ignore our provocations. This is our summary of past experiences, resulting in a fixed perception and arrogance formed from the bottom of our hearts."

"Don't care about us, it doesn't mean I don't care about it. Or... I underestimated that strong man's importance to these worlds. There may be great secrets hidden in those worlds, but now... this It's not the most important."

"The most important thing is, I want to escape! I want to escape quickly! Escape to the territory of those relatively conservative powerhouses, so that the unknown power entrenched in this world can restrain his anger and stop chasing me."

"A lesson... This incident really taught me a lesson."

Now that he has made up his mind to escape, how can Gu Zhen care about any plans or designs?

He picked up the big cauldron beside him with one hand, and was about to flee away.

Boom!

There was an explosion in the sky.

A purple thunder struck directly towards Gu Zhen.

It was not Ke Xiaoliang who made the move, but the Dao of Heaven in this world.

Gu Zhen wants to leave... Heaven will not keep him.

However, there is still Liu Tianzhen in this tripod.

That is the protagonist chosen by Heavenly Dao, the chosen one to be robbed.

In a huge world, there can be multiple protagonists, multiple people who should be robbed... But once the person who should be robbed is selected, they cannot be switched at will.

Because in the setting of the world, that person is already the center of the world, the manifestation of the way of heaven in the world at a certain period of time.

Gu Zhen's palm went numb, and half of his arm was scorched black.

In the current practice world, there are at least a dozen true immortals.

It also means that the upper limit power of the Heavenly Dao in the entire world is equivalent to the superposition of more than a dozen true immortals going up.

Gu Zhen is not the kind of transcendent existence that can go against the sky and cut down the sky. Facing the wrath of the sky, he is no longer so determined to reach out to the big cauldron.

It's just... let Gu Zhen abandon the big tripod like this, and the album that was integrated into the tripod, how could he be willing?

"Hey! Old Dragon! What are you doing?" Seeing that the 'Dragon Venerable' was about to take the tripod and run away, the monks who were originally entrenched in the clouds, waiting for the disciples of various families to harvest from the cauldron, asked questions one after another.

Even more anxious... The monk who had long coveted this great cauldron and the mystery, took this as an excuse to attack Gu Zhen directly.

Goodnight everybody!