World of Immortals

The White Tiger Sacred Emperor and the Sanying Taijun were silent for a long time. Even though they wanted to destroy Xiao Chen, they couldn't take action when facing Huangnitai.

At this moment, Ke Ke opened the Lost Paradise and flew over, startling a group of cultivators all backed away, but everyone in the Longevity Realm has gradually understood the horror of Lost Paradise.

The little guy flew to Xiao Chen's side, angrily stretched out a small paw and pointed at the White Tiger Sacred Emperor in the air. It has gone through life and death ordeals and has a direct relationship with the Hu Family. Listening to it muttering, Xiao Chen couldn't help laughing, the little thing actually called the White Tiger Sacred Emperor an old cat, a white cat.

The White Tiger Sacred Emperor's face was expressionless, and when he left, he finally said a word to Xiao Chen: "If the half-ancestor perishes, you will perish too."

The Three-Ying Taijun leaned on a dragon-headed crutch, took a deep look at Xiao Chen, and disappeared in the sky without a sound.

"when"

The radiance of the golden divine clock soared into the sky, illuminating the entire night sky, and the melodious sound of the bell swayed for more than a hundred miles. Ye Tian looked numb, and quickly disappeared into the distant sky without saying a word.

Fang Tianqi was dressed in five-color fairy armor, and a white jade palace the size of a millstone above his head was slowly rotating, filled with a misty white mist, which set off his unpredictability. Up to now, there is no need to hide any strength, he has revealed the most precious White Jade Shrine.

A group of masters around were listening to his orders, ready to kill Xiao Chen at any time, but Fang Tianqi was very calm and did not express anything.

Hai Yunxue had already flown back into the sky and hid behind a group of senior masters, but the phantoms sacrificed by the Hu family did not retreat, still besieging Xiao Chen from a distance.

At least half of the ten most powerful and young elites in the cultivation world came, but these people have no intention of stepping forward yet. However, Zhao Chongyang, Xue Wu, Meng Xi Nie, and Cang Hai, the other underdogs of the younger generation, still haven't been seen.

Xiao Chen stood on the yellow mud platform and scanned the crowd, and then flew towards the ancient village with Ke Ke, and the ghosts of the Hu family who besieged the surrounding area were killed in an instant, as fast as thunder and lightning, billowing magic energy surged, the blood-colored lightning tore the sky, and dozens of clawed shadows came forward.

Xiao Chen's tongue was shaking with thunder, and the mantra of the original eight-tone "嗡" was spoken. The image of the soul in the sky was like a sandman on the beach. The Om word Tianyin represents the power of life and death, and is the best nemesis for such broken souls.

As if entering the land of no one, Xiao Chen rushed through the obstacles.

Many people tried their best to restrain themselves and resisted taking any action. Zhu Qiang watched Xiao Chen enter the ancient village helplessly.

Xiao Chen laughed, which made many cultivators outside the village feel extremely annoyed.

In the next few days, Xiao Chen practiced profound arts quietly, and when he woke up occasionally, he stepped out of the ancient village and faced the powerful without the slightest fear. It is quite like the Western Qin Tigers looking down on other countries. Millions of divisions knock on the pass and attack Qin. The Qin people switch and extend the enemy, and the division of the nine kingdoms patrols but dare not enter.

However, Xiao Chen felt that he was not strong enough, far from being able to rule the world.

If there were no Huangni Terrace and the ancient village, his life would be in danger.

His goal is not to rely on external things, to become the strongest in the world, no one will dare to be hostile, no one will dare to beat him.

Strong enough to deter all directions.

The ancient stele sky map is the source of his growth. Xiao Chen will never forget this major premise. Naturally, he has been constantly comprehending the six-sided sky map he has mastered, and wants to master all the mysteries as soon as possible.

Xiao Chen sat quietly in the ancient village, and the sky map in his heart manifested, and then gradually enlarged, filling the world, as if six worlds surrounded him.

Bit by bit of cultivation emerged, and he seemed to have re-experienced the past cultivation process, and the Tiantu brand was deeply imprinted in his soul. The life essence in the whole body rushes like a rolling Yangtze River, rushing to the vast sea of ​​soul without any hindrance.

One foot away from his left shoulder, an ancient lamp was always on, and the light became brighter and brighter, as if it represented his life energy, which became brighter and brighter with the vigorous surge of essence.

Xiao Chen's heart was at peace. After entering meditation this time, he felt an unprecedented sense of fulfillment. The meridians in his body were like big rivers, communicating the endless potential of life. It seems to want to awaken all the sleeping power of the human body.

Looking from a distance, in the ancient village under the night sky, it seemed that a round of sun was slowly rising, and the divine light was soaring into the sky. Xiao Chen and Huangnitai slowly floated into the air.

Life essence flowed out of his pores like water waves, and then slowly flowed in from the various acupuncture points, continuously circulating. The majestic life energy was flowing, which surprised everyone outside the ancient village.

Xiao Chen woke up once in the middle, and found that the sixty-one deified acupoints in his body were gushing like a source of power, rushing through the internal organs, six limbs, and hundreds of veins.

Then, he fell into silence again.

Huangnitai slowly landed on the ground, motionless like a rock, Xiao Chen seemed to be petrified.

The hidden essence is erupting, communicating with his own treasure, Xiao Chen may usher in a transformation at any time, of course this also means that a death calamity is about to come.

Xiao Chen was silent, and an ancient lamp next to him was flickering, which represented that the fire of his life was faltering, sometimes flickering, dazzling, sometimes nearly extinguished, and the light was barely visible.

For a whole month, Xiao Chen's body was haggard, as if he had died.

The energy in his body sometimes riots, sometimes dies, and fluctuates violently, but from the outside it looks like there is no vitality at all, like a meditator sitting in meditation, his body died like a lamp went out, becoming a piece of rotten wood.

When the death calamity comes, all vitality disappears, and Xiao Chen has entered the most dangerous moment. If he successfully breaks into the second level of Nirvana realm, it will be a brand new transformation.

The fact is so cruel. The cultivator flies into the sky and escapes from the ground. It seems to be beautiful, but the overwhelming power is all based on many hardships.

Most people will die on the road, and it is difficult to appreciate the scenery on the Changsheng Mountain.

Day by day passed by, time flowed slowly, Xiao Chen became more like a dead person, the inner life fluctuations gradually weakened, and the violent life essence was almost dead.

He seemed to be internally exhausted, his tall and straight body began to wither, his skin was dry and cracked, his hair fell off, and his skinny body was as scary as a skeleton.

If you don't experience Nirvana, you can't imagine the difficult journey. No one can take a shortcut and face the test of death.

Half of the people outside the ancient village have already left. The real strong will not waste time in vain, and they can only advance through continuous cultivation. But some people are under siege. Seeing Xiao Chen's state on the trapped yellow mud platform, many people sneered. Throughout the ages, there have been countless potential masters who died in the realm of Nirvana. Perhaps this is Xiao Chen's final destination.

During this process, Yizhen, Liu Mu, Niu Ren, etc. had all been here. Seeing Xiao Chen's state at this time, they couldn't, let alone enter the ancient village, so they had to leave temporarily.

The two lolis fell into a deep sleep without any accident, and Ke Ke guarded Xiao Chen for more than a month, and finally closed her eyes in a daze.

The ancient village was silent, and Xiao Chen's flesh and blood were drying up. Every day, he seemed to be burning with a lot of life energy, and now he could barely see his human form.

The flesh and blood are shriveled, like dead bones, and the appearance has long been unclear. No matter how you look at it, it looks like a dead person. The ancient lamp was almost completely extinguished, and the faint light could no longer be seen clearly. It seemed that there was only a little invisible spark.

Three full months have passed, the snow has melted, everything has recovered, and spring has arrived.

It was at this moment that Xiao Chen's body moved slightly, and there was a slight energy fluctuation in it, and a little spark flashed from the ancient lamp.

The warbler flies and the grass grows. After the spring rain, the breath of the soil permeates, making people feel the vitality of the earth.

The snow water melted and merged into a small river, which trickled and passed around the village. Chunyan whispered in the low sky, drawing a beautiful trajectory, everything seemed so vibrant.

The force of life is fluctuating.

Xiao Chen's dead heart gradually had some spiritual fluctuations, he felt as if he had turned into a grass, finally escaped the severe winter, and was struggling to break through the ground.

Life is endless, fighting spirit is endless, everything is for survival.

Difficulties break through the ground, and life is in full bloom.

Xiao Chen's spiritual consciousness fluctuated more and more, and his almost dead body was moistened by the breath of life, trembling slightly.

That little grass was Xiao Chen's will, struggling hard, rushing out of the ground and growing. Little life fluctuations are rippling, and Xiao Chen's withered body is rejuvenating. Although the fluctuations are as weak as grass, they bring the hope of life.

After death and calamity, he is still alive.

The fire of life can start a prairie fire, the vitality of Xiaocao is more and more vigorous, and Xiao Chen's body is also ignited by the breath of life, and the vitality of life is flowing.

The little green life stands against the wind, growing taller and transforming. It is no longer a grass, but a small tree.

The earth rejuvenated, the small tree faced the wind and rain, and transformed into a towering tree. Then it spreads against the wind, breaks through the barriers of clouds and mist, towers into the sky and earth, and turns into a giant tree of life.

The new metamorphosis is unstoppable, shattering the dead silence. Xiao Chen survived the catastrophe of death, the power of life spewed out in an all-round way, the dead body regained the majestic vitality of life, and the exuberant essence flowed out.

The withered body surpassed the peak of the past in a day, the flesh and blood were reborn, the black hair fluttered, and the eyes were brighter than the stars. It was a veritable rebirth from the ashes.

His unstoppable promotion to the second level of Nirvana realm, his flesh and blood body is comparable to refined iron, and his indestructible will is even more unshakable. This is the double sublimation of body and spirit.

The moment Xiao Chen stood up, the world trembled for a while, the mysterious method sensed the sky, the body communicated with the heaven and the earth, no need to deliberately, the heaven and man were one, every step was like a mysterious method, as if blending the power of the world.

With such great power, unpredictable by gods and ghosts, after the second death calamity in the Nirvana realm, another treasure door in Xiao Chen's body was opened.

He seemed to blend into the world, and with one step, he appeared outside the ancient village out of thin air.

Dozens of cultivators surrounded him. This is a Sun Sect slayer, fearless of life and death.

At the same time, Yuankong Hudiewu waved his hand, and more than a dozen masters of the Hu family in the sky came through the air, rushing towards Xiao Chen, not seeking to kill him, but just to test the truth.

There was no wave in the ancient well, and Xiao Chen walked slowly, but a terrible result appeared. Dozens of dead soldiers of the Sun Sect were instantly lifted four to five meters high by the earthquake, and then fell apart in the sky.

More than a dozen masters of the Hu family rushed forward, struggling in the sky like falling into a quagmire, but they couldn't move. In the end, everything broke apart in the sky.

Xiao Chen seemed to be truly one with the heaven and the earth, and his gestures and gestures were all ingenious, and he never faced the enemy head-on, but the world seemed to be under his control.

"not good!"

The many cultivators who besieged the ancient village all flew away. Xiao Chen in such a state is definitely not something that ordinary people can contend with. No one does not cherish his life.

In the distance, Hu Diewu's eyes widened in surprise, and her beautiful eyes were full of inconceivable expressions. Even if Xiao Chen successfully passed the death test in the Nirvana realm, isn't it too amazing?

The strong man retreated three months ago, and she came here to explore the truth, and seemed to be in extreme danger. Without saying a word, she unfolded the space scroll and wanted to escape. She is the most beloved youngest daughter of the current head of the Hu family, so there are naturally many ways to save her life.

However, time seems to be frozen, and space seems to be imprisoned. Hu Die Wu froze there, unable to move. A big hand slowly reached out and grabbed her in it.

"Ah..." Hu Diewu cried out in horror.

The huge palms closed slowly, covering them inside, and then she felt the sound of bones breaking, and then it was difficult to make a sound.

"boom"

The body was shattered, and Hu Diewu was crushed into the air by that big hand, and he uttered a final cry, and then he didn't know anything.