hey demon

Chapter 563
Hum, the wings of the wind and thunder fluttered, and the boat on the other side continued to rise and move away. The originally gloomy sky in Qingzhou was once again brightly sunny.

Huh, the blood mist gathered, and the figure of the three-headed ghost car reappeared, but the head on the left had its eyes closed and drooping, and it was completely silent.

For the rest of his life after the catastrophe, Yuwenji's eyes were full of horror as he watched the boat on the other side that kept going away, and there was no trace of greed. Just now, he was beaten to death without any resistance. An experience that has never been experienced in thousands of years. If it weren't for the fact that his monster, the three-headed ghost car, had three lives, he might have really fallen.

It was at this time that the air of majesty and integrity permeated, flapping its wings, and the red real dragon came to Yuwenji's side.

"Uncle, did you lose your life?"

Seeing the drooping head of the three-headed ghost car, Qingzhou Hou Yuwenhua's expression suddenly changed when he understood something.

"Those people from the Southern Wilderness did it? It's really unreasonable, uncle, just wait, I will avenge you!"

Looking at the boat on the other side covered by the mists of the world of mortals, a cold light flashed in the dragon pupils of the Marquis of Qingzhou. Although his cultivation base was slightly weaker than Yuwen's, he was only the God of the Seven Tribulations, but as the Lord of Qingzhou, in this land of Qingzhou , The combat power he can display is even better than Yu Wenji.

Hearing this, Yu Wenji's expression suddenly changed.

"Come back to me, the other party is not something you can deal with, it's a fairy."

The words were low, and a trace of panic appeared in Yu Wenji's eyes unconsciously.

Hearing this, Yu Wenhua was taken aback for a moment.

"Uncle, there are no immortals in the world, how could there be immortals, and they still come from the Southern Wilderness!"

Although he didn't believe it in his heart, Yu Wenhua suppressed the restlessness in his heart and didn't attack the boat from the other shore.

"It's not a real fairy, but it does have some of the characteristics of a fairy. It can be said to be a false fairy."

Recalling the palm that blew himself up before, especially the pupil lines on the palm, Yu Wenji became more and more sure of his guess, that performance was very similar to the legendary fairy body.

Hearing the word pseudo-immortal and thinking of something, Yuhuahua's aura suddenly fell silent.

"Uncle, I have indeed heard that there are false immortals in the world, but aren't these old guys all from some top forces? How could they come out of the barren southern wilderness, and they should hide in the blessed land and wait quietly?" The opportunity to become a fairy is right."

Recalling all kinds of information about the pseudo-immortal, and watching the boat on the other side go away, Yu Wenhua asked the doubts in his heart.

Qingzhou is a big state, whether it is strength or geography, as the master of Qingzhou, Yu Wenhua has some understanding of the existence of false immortals.

The avenue is broken, no one in the world can become a fairy, but the Middle Earth has a deep foundation, even if the world's inspiration declines, some existences have reached the extreme of the Taoist realm, which is the realm of pure yang.

But this step is the limit, and it is impossible to take a step forward. This makes many outstanding people in Middle-earth unwilling. They have amazing talents and heritage left by the ancient Dazong. What they want is immortality, not just two thousand springs and autumns.

Then, with the efforts of generations of outstanding people, some people found another way and took half a step above Chunyang. Although they were not real immortals, they also possessed some characteristics of immortals, and they were able to prolong their lifespan and wait for the right time. Existence is called false immortals or Sanxians.

Hearing Yu Wenhua's question, Yu Wen was extremely silent.

The Yuwen family did not master the secret method of becoming a pseudo-immortal, but Yu Wenji knew very well that one of the rigid conditions for becoming a pseudo-immortal is to have a complete blessed land.

But the crux of the problem is that only immortals can open up blessed lands. In the era when immortals are far away, although blessed lands remain in the world, such blessed lands are incomplete and cannot be called perfect. The only complete blessed land is the blessed land naturally bred by heaven and earth , but this kind of blessed land is pitifully rare even in Middle Earth, let alone Southern Wilderness.

Even if the Middle Earth is excluded, the Southern Wilderness is the last place in the world, and it is impossible for such a blessed land to be born, and this is only one of the conditions.

"I don't know, but that feeling is unmistakable, perfect and extraordinary."

Although there are many doubts, Yu Wenji is sure that he is not wrong.

Hearing this, Yu Wenhua let out a sigh as he looked at the distant boat on the other side.

"It's a pity, if we can leave this vast spiritual land behind and cultivate several immortal armies, my Yuwen family may really be able to devour the southwestern Kyushu and become the king of one side. At that time, the power of all people will be added to me, and even false immortals will not be afraid." .”

There was a divine light flowing in the dragon pupils, and Yu Wenhua also saw through the thin mist of red dust, it was because the ghost mother's cultivation was weaker.

Hearing this, Yu Wenji was not surprised. He knew enough about his nephew. The anger he felt when he was injured before was true, and his desire to avenge him was true, as was his greed for this spiritual land. Really, it's a pity that the other party is too tyrannical.

"The situation is about to change. With your aptitude and the support of the Yuwen family, even without this piece of spiritual land, it is entirely possible to annex the Southwest Kyushu, become the king of one side, and have the qualifications to compete for the world."

Looking at Yu Wenhua, Yu Wenji's eyes were full of affirmation.

Hearing this, Yu Huahua, who was incarnate as a real dragon, showed an aura of looking down on the world.

"In the era of Emperor Ying in the last era, there were only nine states in China. Later, when Emperor Ying collapsed and the world was in chaos, China was broken into 99 states. This number is indeed a bit more. It is time to return to the original state."

After the words fell, knowing that it was impossible to take this piece of spiritual soil into his hands, Yu Wenhua turned around and left with wings flapping. If the other party was not strong enough, he would naturally have to settle the matter of breaking through the level, but it was a pity that the other party was strong enough, so that Afraid of losing an army of immortals, he could only endure it.

False immortals are indeed not invincible, and their true strength does not exceed that of Taoist Chunyang. At least there is no qualitative change, and even has various defects, so they cannot walk freely in the world, but it is undeniable that the existence of a false immortal is very important to any force. Great shock.

In the past years of Middle-earth, some forces used immortal weapons to suppress and kill false immortals, but the price they paid was quite heavy.

"I don't know where they will end up. I didn't expect a real dragon to cross the river out of the barren southern wilderness."

Seeing the boat on the other side going away, and confirming that the other party would leave Qingzhou, a thought came to his mind, Yu Wenji turned and left.

There is a great horror between life and death, he has experienced it once, and he doesn't want to experience it a second time.

Feeling the disappearance of the two tyrannical auras, on the boat on the other shore, Zhang Chunyi's eyes moved slightly, while Wumian quietly walked into the golden dome of the dragon and tiger, where the sound of thunder could help him temper his soul.

"Taizhou!"

Looking into the distance, Zhang Chunyi vaguely saw something.

Keep rising, cover the traces with the red dust fog, follow the guidance left by Zhuang Yuan, avoid those tyrannical forces as much as possible, the boat on the other side sails towards Taizhou in the southeast road, and at this moment sensed something, Zhang Chunyi His eyes turned to Qingzhou again.

(End of this chapter)