The Second Immortal Road

Outside the guardian formation of the rising star sect, the peaks were full of immortal cultivators. From the entrance of the rising star sect gate, hundreds of long dragon teams for dozens of miles were discharged, and the audits were conducted in an orderly manner. Enter the big formation, take the teleportation formation to the Netherbone World, and leave by themselves if they are unqualified.

No one dared to take advantage of the chaos to compete for the place in the teleportation formation. There were more than twenty Great Netherbone Kings stationed inside the Ascending Star Sect, swimming around in the air. Of course, these Great Netherbone Kings and the Nascent Soul outside the Great Array Compared with the number of periods, it is naturally not enough, but no Yuan Ying period dared to do it.

The Teleportation Array is connected to the Three Spirits Dynasty. Regardless of the fact that there are not many Great Netherbone Kings stationed in the Ascending Star Sect, there are hundreds of Great Netherbone Kings who can take the Teleportation Array with just a few dozen breaths. Enough to clean up the younger generation.

　　 The strength of the Netherbone World and the Northern Cultivation Realm have never been on the same level!

On the Tianya Peak on the edge of the Falling Cloud Valley of the Ascending Star Sect a hundred miles away, in a cave opened by hand, dozens of monks in uniform robes stood sporadically, in all realms. From the training period, When it comes to the pill formation period, there are many, that is, there are two in the Yuan Ying period.

This is the line of the two direct descendants of the Qingyu Gate of the right way, only in the Yuan Ying stage. After learning that the demon army is approaching, the human-spirit channel is destroyed, the gods are missing, and the spirits of the adults have been killed, the two yuan The infancy ancestors decisively abandoned the many left-behind disciples in the clan, and began the road of escape with their respective relatives.

I've been escaping here, staying in the Ascending Star Mountain Range for the time being, casting spells to get some quotas. However, before them, many high-ranking sects have fled, and the number of relatives held by the disciples of Ascending Star Sect has long been left. Now Each one is sweet and sweet, and when they come out, they are all robbed.

The old man in a white robe, Yuan Yingqi, tilted his head slightly, ignoring the gaze that many monks expected, and found a circle in the crowd, and landed on a woman in a green robe, "Qiulong, come out!" "

　　 The beautiful woman in the green robe was surprised when she heard the words, but still softly replied, "Yes, the elder." Then quickly walked around in front of everyone, and bowed to the old man in the white robe.

"Zongmen's thousand-year foundation was destroyed once, I am not a big elder anymore, let me just call my uncle!" The white-robed old man shook his head slightly, and then said: "Not long ago, the old man bargained with other old guys. I competed for a good spot. It was a fake pill, it was a foreign spirit root of the wind attribute, not a lustful person, but one of the deputy deacons of the Ascended Star Sect. That person is still rare and righteous. Nine out of the ten places are given to his clan. The reason why one place has flowed out is to obtain resources on the one hand, and on the other hand to seek a support during the pill-forming period! You go with him!"

As soon as the white-robed elder said this, the faces of several female cultivators who were also in the formation stage changed slightly. They never imagined that the ancestors who usually favored their direct descendants would give the last place to the elder Qiulong. Although Elder Qiulong also has a clan bloodline, it is a little far away after all, and it is not in the same line as the ancestor, and I don’t see how much care the ancestor took to her on weekdays!

　　 And the green-robed female cultivator was also very surprised, she never thought that this place was given to her by this side.

　　 The white-robed old man gently raised his hand and threw out a storage bag: "There are resources for your future cultivation in it. Go ahead and live."

　　 "Uncle!" The green-robed woman stood there for a while for a while.

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 "Go, go!" The white-robed old man gently raised his hand and sighed slightly.

The green-robed woman stood there hesitated for a while, and then respectfully bowed her hand to the white-robed old man, and said respectfully: "Farewell to my uncle!" After speaking, she grabbed the storage bag, turned her head and left here, and moved towards Xingzong. Fly away.

After the green-robed woman left, the white-robed old man sighed slightly, his eyes fell on dozens of other monks, and slowly said: "Going to the sea is extremely dangerous. It will be nine deaths in a lifetime. The clan has only your blood. I can’t fight it all together! The one I selected below has abolished the cultivation base, lost the lifespan, and turned into a mortal. Let’s go to the Netherbone World. Quantum is another way out!"

The words of the white-robed old man only fell. Many of the dozens of monks were pale, especially the female monks. They are not males. Now for the continuation of the clan's incense, unless they are extremely talented, I am afraid they will become The batch that was discarded.

　　 can now be taken out to sea, looking for other immortal cultivation realms in the vast black sea that the clouds do not know where they are, all must have excellent qualifications!

　　 There are not a few similar things. The number of Ascended Star Sects is rapidly decreasing, and the boundless black clouds are also rapidly approaching.

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Underworld, the spiritual gathering place built by the Three Spirits Dynasty, a man-made thousand-zhang giant peak halfway up the mountain, in a small pavilion stood two figures, one man and one woman, the woman wearing pure white dresses, drinking alone , Looked lazy, and the man shrouded in the white halo stood with his hands, calmly looking at the large numbers of human races in the distance into the world of Netherbone.

　　 "Little old man, are you really okay with this?" The woman in the white skirt held two fragrant spirit wines, one for herself to drink, and one for Han Ming's hand.

This bright white figure turned out to be the human body Han Ming, but he did not know when he had left the underworld and returned to the human world secretly, and it seemed that he had cultivated some kind of extremely strong cover method, and the whole body did not leak a trace of breath. A cloud of emptiness, God's consciousness could not capture it at all.

　　 "Is there any problem, you come and let me go!" Han Ming said lightly, his tone calm with a hint of coldness.

"In this way, Middle Earth, the holy land of immortality cultivation in the human world, will be completely ruined!" The woman in white skirt leaned gently on the ebony pillar, glancing at the bustling crowd in the distance, and then added: "Your lord As soon as the word came out, it was a genuine "traitor of the human race", you personally destroyed the world of human race cultivation!"

"When the human race is normal, there will naturally be infighting and intrigue, but when it comes to the survival of the race, it will naturally unite, but you seem to be running in the opposite direction. Sinner!" Duanmu Xun'er added.

Han Ming was still calm when he heard the words, and said indifferently: "'Traitor of the human race'? The human race is cut off? Where did you see it? As early as the city of Kunwu was still there, the mortal incense of the human race had been selected. Even if all the monks are destroyed and the Three Spirits dynasty is destroyed, the human race will not be extinct, and will continue to be passed on in another immortal cultivation world. I have done what a human race should do, and I have done my duty, and I am worthy of the world!"

　　 Duanmu Xun'er looked at Han Ming quite complicatedly, and then faintly said, "Are you for revenge?"

"Retaliation is not enough. If you want revenge, as long as the Netherbone army surrounded the city of volleys, the northern cultivator world no longer existed! I'm just learning about ninety percent of the monks of the Guardian League and watching the fire from the other side!" Han Ming chuckled lightly when he heard the words, turned his head, and asked, "Does Xun'er see me as someone who repays grievances with virtue? Go and save those who have betrayed me?"

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 "But not all monks have betrayed you. Not all monks were in the city of Volley that day. You can't generalize!" Duanmu Xun'er then asked rhetorically.

"Is there a difference? Only a few dozen people out of the hundreds of thousands of people know it. If it reaches a million, can there be more than a hundred people? Xun'er wants me to put millions of people in and continue to fight for these hundred people. Demon Race, fight for them a way to survive? But don’t you know when they will be hit by them again?" Han Ming recovered his calm, and continued to speak lightly: "I don’t seem to be a good person, I always give selflessly. !"

"Without me, which one of them would still be alive today? I don’t know where they turned into dead bones. I was seriously injured and killed for the sake of the creatures in the north, but they were when I was labeled as a human traitor. , Choose to sit on the sidelines. Could it be that I still expect me to save them now? Without them, the human race will still multiply, and without them, the world of immortality will not perish."

"The Netherbone World is connected to me. Without me, the Netherbone World and the North of the Earth are still isolated. Now I am the safe haven of the human race, and I have come to fight alone. It is my freedom to accept whoever does not accept it! As for this land The Northern Xiuxian Realm, let them let them live and die as they go, let them curse! A brand new world is always built on ruined ruins!"

"Since you have already made up your mind, it's up to you. I'm just afraid that you would impulsively and do something wrong that you will regret later!" Duanmu Xun'er shrugged slightly~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and glanced at the distance. The crowded human race, lazily retracted their gaze!

"I've never been a good person, and I don't want to be sorrowful for others, and I don't want to be praised by others. I'm doing it for the human race. It's just that sense of belonging, and the sense of belonging will fade! I ask myself that I have done enough, and I have a clear conscience. After changing to the Chi Yucai, the Human Race was killed, and the eyes won't blink!" Han Ming finished speaking, glanced at Duanmu Xun'er, and said slowly: "Xun'er, don't stay, just look back. Take the teleportation array to leave the Netherbone World and go to the Immortal Cultivation World. The Netherbone World may not be able to hold it!"

"And remember, what happened to me today must not be revealed, otherwise it will cause catastrophic disaster!" Han Ming finally said, and before Duanmu Xun'er said anything, his body gradually disappeared and turned into a disguise. The invisible state disappears in place.

After Han Ming left, Duanmu Xun'er's expression didn't change much. She drank the spirit wine in the wine cup and walked slowly outside. Not long after, several Great Netherbone Kings surrounded her and escorted her towards The Three Spirits Dynasty left a hidden place, leaving this world where gunpowder smoke would rise.

　　The whole body was enveloped in a bright white halo, and the invisible Han Ming appeared in a very hidden palace. He looked at the Netherbone sitting on top of him, and showed a faint smile: "You can go!"

　　 "Okay, you cover your good breath, you can't do anything if you don't have to do it as a last resort, now the emperor of the Three Spirits Dynasty can't be seen in the eyes of outsiders!" Ming Bone nodded.

"Naturally, I won't take it rashly, even if I take it, I will never leave alive!" The body nodded, and slowly backed away, and the whole person turned into an invisible state again, as if it was an erratic mass. The vitality of the world.