Thunder Martial

After the two old people who made a living by storytelling appeared, they greeted everyone around them with a smile.

The fighting outside is intense, but the city is still active. There are people coming and going on the streets, and there are also shops and restaurants open.

Others who lived here seemed to know the two of them, and nodded kindly when passing by.

The two old people have integrated into the life of the city in such a way that even the ancient tree king Qiao Nuo didn't notice it. When they occasionally pass by here, it seems that a familiar feeling will appear in their minds.

The tavern was open, and the white-robed old man started to make a living "every day". As for the black-robed old man, he mainly lived on Zichen's black history. Of course, he had no living space here, so he relied on the white-robed old man to support him.

The two of them who finished the book that day found a small tavern, which was said to be opened by locals born and raised in Tianwu Continent.

"It seems that we are going to witness another rise and fall." The old man in white robe drank the wine in the bowl, the wine was strong and had a mellow aroma. Although it was not as good as those good wines, it was better than the price.

"Aren't you already used to it?"

The old man in black robe said lightly: "The world is damaged, the two of us are unemployed because of it, and we can visit the world for countless years, wouldn't it be a pleasure?"

The old man in white robe didn't speak, but had infinite emotion.

The current war is obviously different from the previous era, and the current spirit race is extremely disappointing in all aspects.

Fortunately, there is still a Zichen, which gives the world a little bit of hope.

Just how long can this flame of hope last?

Is it going out like a candle?

Or is it burning like a spark?

The old man couldn't guess, that's why he came here to see with his own eyes the direction of the current spirit race.

Perhaps, there will be no spirit race in the world in the future.

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Zi Chen came out of the room and personally greeted the arrival of the ancient saints. He was surprised and even flattered.

You know, there should be only so many ancient saints who have lived to this day in this world, and they all came to his world.

This place is no different from other worlds, and the respect that should be there is still there. Zi Chen clasped his fists at everyone and saluted, looking at everyone with a bit of expectation in their eyes.

Ning Hua stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, saying: "Don't look, no one has broken through."

"Why?"

Zi Chen is puzzled, it has been many years since he left the other world, according to everyone's original talent, they should be able to reach the realm of demons.

In this situation, the emergence of a demon may be a feat to turn the tide.

"The spirit race has fallen, the luck of heaven and earth no longer favors us, and the Dao has been forcibly divided into three parts. With the spirit world constantly being eaten away, it will be extremely difficult to break through. This is something you have not broken through until now. The main reason!"

Ning Hua said: "But we didn't make a breakthrough because of the illusory limitations of heaven and earth."

Zi Chen was puzzled.

Ning Hua pointed to the sky and said: "The entire spiritual world seems to be shrouded by a mysterious force, so that everyone can't touch the so-called demon realm. Not only us, but also the gods and demons. in this way."

This is just Ning Hua's guess. No one can explain the specific reason.

But at least Zichen knows why he always fails to step on that door.

"You have to speed up. Many people from the Demon Race have already broken through, and some even exist in the same era as you."

In the end, Ning Hua said: "In order to prepare for the arrival of the final battle, we discussed it when we came here. In the next time, I will devote myself to help you build some weapons. I heard that you have a lot of demon materials here. Just take Come out, let's try to build more weapons before the decisive battle comes."

"good!"

Of course Zi Chen has no objection, such a good thing is impossible to ask for.

Among the original saints, only Lei Di can condense a part of the devil's bone, and it is extremely difficult for others to condense it. Only the ancient saint can completely condense it.

Back then, Zichen was capable of condensing when he was in another world, but he couldn't do it after he came out, and he could only watch these good things in front of him motionless.

Zi Chen took out all his demon bones, without any secrets. At this time, it is still a question of whether he can survive, and there is no point in hoarding resources anymore.

In this world, who can survive.

It is estimated that everyone has hope, but Zichen cannot survive.

And other people are willing to come here at this time, especially these ancient saints, Zi Chen is still very moved.

He not only took out the devil's bone, but also took out all the alchemy together.

Afterwards, Zichen continued to practice in seclusion, and the ancient saints began to condense various weapons. The nine-star holy spirits have not yet left the customs, and those below eight stars are still fighting.

Every time the gods and demons invaded, they all failed and returned with a lot of losses, but they could attack again soon.

Not only did their morale not decrease, but the pressure on Zichen's side was increasing.

In other places, the flames of war continued, but the offensive was weakened, because the gods and demons transferred their huge forces outside the world of Tianwu.

The whole Holy Spirit Realm knew the reason, and some people were shocked. How long has it been since Zichen came to the Holy Spirit Realm, and how many years has it been since he developed his own power?

But there were also many people clapping their hands and applauding, thinking that God opened his eyes, Zichen, an arrogant guy, was finally going to be unlucky.

Before I knew it, there was no trace of the nine-star holy spirit in the entire holy spirit world, and everyone was trying to retreat and break through.

However, on the side of the Spirit Race, there seems to be something wrong, and almost no one breaks through.

On the contrary, the two races of gods and demons, the beings who entered the other world together, broke through one after another.

Finally one day, in the room where Mo Zhengtian was, there was also a powerful aura surging, and then the spiritual power of the heavens and the earth surged wildly, and a coercion belonging to the Holy One came from the room.

Mo Zhengtian became the Holy One.

Similar scenes keep appearing on the side of the Demon Race and the God Race.

On the side of gods and demons, every additional saint will increase the suppression of the spirit race.

The blessing of the avenue that no one can see has already tilted.

In the tavern, the white-robed old man finished his day's work, glanced out the window, and said, "It seems that everyone has sensed it."

With the appearance of the gods and demons, all the monks of the spirit clan felt the pressure. At the same time, there seemed to be an invisible shackle falling on them, which greatly affected the speed of practice.

At this moment, through the perception in the dark, all the nine-star holy spirits understood what happened.

The heaven and earth's favor for the spirit race is rapidly weakening, and the favor of the rules has been snatched away by gods and demons.

Therefore, gods and demons break through exceptionally quickly, but they have been unable to take that step for a long time.

It's just that it's too late to know this now, and everything is irreparable.

The retreat of the Spirit Race in the early stage led to the current situation.

And this is just the beginning, as time goes by, other levels of existence will gradually be perceived.

Perhaps one day, if the Spirit Race wants to become a one-star holy spirit, they will need to take a huge hurdle.

The black-robed old man snorted and said, "This is self-inflicted, and it's too late to regret. Now, it's going to be even more difficult for the Spiritual Race to become a saint. Even ordinary saints are like this. What's more, Zichen? I thought that having Zichen in this era would not be unattractive, but I didn't expect that because of the suppression of heaven and earth, Zichen couldn't even win the qualification."

The white-robed old man did not object this time. If this situation continues, without the favor of heaven and earth, it will be impossible for Zi Chen to become a saint.

Unless, a miracle happens.

But when it comes to the avenue of heaven and earth, where can there be miracles?

Even Zi Chen, a miracle worker, cannot create miracles.

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In a place very far away from the world of Tianwu, there is a mysterious mountain that is shrouded in clouds and mists all the year round, making it impossible to see its true appearance.

An aura belonging to the Holy One suddenly came out today.

But someone from the Spirit Race broke through.

It is a miracle to be able to break through at this time!

This is Tianyan Peak.

Shang Jin, who had her eyes closed, opened her eyes after sensing the aura of the Holy Venerable. She turned her head to look in the direction of Tianyan Peak, and suddenly said: "So the turning point happened here."

A person walked out from between the peaks, her white clothes fluttered like a fairy.

She is Su Mengyao.

Saint Su Mengyao.

In the world of Tianwu, the black-robed old man let out a small sigh, and at this moment, a subtle change occurred in Dao Fufu.