Journey To Longevity

In Binhai City hundreds of thousands of miles away, Zhang Shiping, who was originally condensing the spirit of Wuhuo and practicing "Liujia True Strategies", suddenly opened his eyes shortly after the vision manifested near Baimang Mountain and Yuran Mountain .

Even with such a long distance, he could still see the icy-blue beam of light penetrating the sky and the earth, but it was daytime, but for some reason the sky and the earth dimmed a bit.

Such a sight reminded him of a record he had read in an ancient book.

In the south of Baimin, under the building trees, there is no shadow in the sun, and there is no sound in the call, covering the sky and the earth.

He flew out of the Green Fire Valley, stood high in the sky, and stared deeply at the direction of Baimang Mountain. At this moment, the inspirations in the world were constantly fading, and they all gathered in the direction of the beam of light.

Not long after standing still, several flashes of light flew over. They were the four Nascent Soul monks Gongyangqian, Duyu, Tianfeng, and Yanli of Xuanyuanzong. They stopped beside Zhang Shiping, with the same heavy expression Looking at the beam of light that pierces the sky in the distance.

"This time, the mystery and soul fusion is different from what was recorded last time. The spirit of the small world is constantly weakening. It seems that this should be the purpose of the Demon Lord, to seize the good fortune of the heaven and the earth, invade the mystery of the sun and the moon, and seize a world. Wei Li, all of it belongs to me." Du Yu said with a sigh.

No matter how much these Nascent Soul cultivators practice, it will not have any impact on the small world, but the alien Mahayana devouring the world has really stolen the inspiration of the small world.

Even though this phenomenon is only limited to the three regions of Nanzhou, Ximo, and Beijiang, it has already exceeded everyone's imagination.

"Didn't you think of this kind of thing a long time ago? With our Xiaohuanjie, a realm of fading ideas, besides this world, which one is worthy of the plan of the Demon Lord for thousands of years? Do you understand? Humans are knives and I are fish, how can we stop them? If not, they would not be so eager to leave here." Zhang Shiping said coldly.

It's just that his expression was a little gloomy, and there seemed to be a sense of sadness in the world, which touched the heartstrings.

At the same time, he didn't know whether that mighty man who was suspected to be in Mingxin's other courtyard would intervene in this matter?

"Cultivation will be even more difficult in the future. I don't know why those great powers from the ancient times disappeared without a trace. Without their protection, the small world will not be able to withstand the tossing of powers from other worlds." Yan Li said. He looked at Du Yu, as if he wanted to get an answer from it.

"I don't know, this matter is not recorded in the Zongmen classics. It's just that this secret cannot be described with tangible things such as words and pictures, and it has not been passed down from word to mouth. Presumably Master and the others are already in Baimang Mountain. Should we In the past?" Du Yu said calmly.

"This time is a once-in-a-thousand-year event in the small world. How can I miss it? But I can just wait and see from a distance. Watching those seniors fight will be helpful to my future practice, but don't get involved in it." , otherwise life and death are unpredictable!" Gongyangqian said.

"Then let's go, where are Yulou, Qingyu and Qiu Cong, do you want to go together?" Zhang Shiping said.

"The family ancestors have already passed by." Yan Li said.

"That being the case, let's go there too." Zhang Shiping said.

After finishing speaking, everyone flew down into Lianggu Peak, passed through the teleportation circle, and appeared in a certain spiritual mountain in Nanzhou after passing through the teleportation circle for tens of thousands of miles. After teleporting more than ten times in a row, it finally appeared in an inconspicuous hidden place in the vast sea desert thousands of miles away from Baimang Mountain.

These teleportation circles are not the teleportation circles left by the ancients, and they cannot directly span hundreds of thousands of miles away, so it took a little more time for them to teleport from the southern tip of Nanzhou to the north, spanning tens of thousands of miles. One hundred thousand miles away.

After arriving at the vast sea and desert, they felt more and more clearly that the inspiration all over the sky, like bright starlight, was completely heading towards the sky-penetrating beam of light.

After a little more trimming, everyone set off again and flew towards Baimang Mountain together.

In the short distance of only a few thousand miles, Zhang Shiping has already sensed the existence of many Nascent Soul cultivators, with different auras, such as ordinary human cultivators, evil ghosts, zombies, or monsters. , not one but.

Apparently, it wasn't just Nascent Soul monks from Nanzhou who came this time.

Zhang Shiping and his party stopped halfway into Baimang Mountain. From a distance of nearly a thousand miles, they watched the star-like inspiration in the distance continuously merge into the icy blue light column.

And near the beam of light, behind the hazy and illusory void, there is a phantom that is as high as a mountain and is hovering outside the interface Taixu, and it seems that it will not be able to cross the boundary for a while.

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help being shocked!

Du Yu's eyes glowed with a light blue aura, and he wanted to see more clearly what was happening in front of him from a distance of more than a thousand miles.

The same is true for Zhang Shiping, at this moment the red mark between his eyebrows suddenly opened, revealing those vertical eyes with pale golden pupils, also staring ahead.

I saw that hundreds of miles away, there was a lot of sword energy, and Yu Xing was besieging a monk with six arms and two heads in the sky full of sword light.

But the cultivator was holding the Vatican bell in one hand and the subduing magic pestle in the other, his body was covered in void color, and he set off fire and flames, and the extremely cold sword light could not hurt him in the slightest.

And farther away, there was a blood mist rolling like a tide, and there were countless blood shadows floating in the mist tide. The most eye-catching one was a weird monster corpse covered in golden brilliance.

An old man of prey with thick resentment all over his body was standing above the blood mist, confronting a giant tortoise tens of feet tall.

At the same time, near the Yuran Mountain, there were still more than ten battles, and the spiritual energy was disordered, and it was hard to tell which monks were fighting for a while.

"Master stopped the demon king of the negative mountain, but he doesn't know where Cao Xiu and Ye Ning from the Xuangui clan are fighting." Du Yu said in a deep voice.

Zhang Shiping took a look at where Jifeng was, and when he saw the weird monster corpse, he couldn't help saying in surprise:

"Jifeng has a golden body and a moon corpse to help, but he can't do anything to the demon king of the mountain. It seems that the rumors are true. The demon of the mountain is practicing the ancient demon method. If he can compromise half of it, he can practice Wuxu instead. The method of transforming gods is probably one step ahead of Ao Ji to become a cultivator of transforming gods."

Among all the refining corpses in the world of cultivating immortals, the golden moon corpse, the silver-winged yaksha, and the demon puppet of the sky are recognized as the three strange corpses.

The black dragon puppet that Zhang Shiping and Yan Li once hunted and killed was refined into a dragon puppet by the Yan family using the method of "Tiandu Puppet Refining Corpse".

Seeing that Jifeng and Lingshan were still in a stalemate, looking for each other's flaws, Zhang Shiping turned his attention to Yuxing and Jueyue when he was afraid that he would still be unable to win.

The former is a master who has practiced "Wan Jiansheng", while the latter has practiced "Ming Wang Jue" to an extremely advanced level, and he has transformed himself into a step to throw Ming Wang Xiang.

Although the monk usually talks about foresight and careful planning, but in fact, at the last moment, when he is fighting for life and death, he still sees his own strength.