Prehistoric Rebellion

Chapter 279
In the East China Sea, two rays of light enveloped the small island, and the monks on the small island sat down devoutly, closing their eyes to feel the surging innate aura.

After a long time, the two received the photo at the same time, opened their eyes, and smiled at each other.

"I'm going to go through this now, there is still Junior Brother Lao guarding here!" Feng Wubing stood up and said.

The little monk nodded.

Yunxia walked over: "I want to go with you too!" Her firm eyes touched Feng Wubing's heart, but she still softly comforted her: "Feng'er, it's very dangerous to go here, you should stay Bar!"

"No!" Yun Xia stubbornly shook her head, tightly clutching Feng Wubing's sleeves with both hands, fearing that he would leave again.

The little monk also helped and said: "Brother, you should take your sister-in-law with you. Since you are members of the group, you have gathered less and left more, and your sister-in-law is very worried about your safety. Although the place you are going to is full of dangers, there is chaos. Zhong Huyou, it is expected that nothing serious will happen!"

Yunxia looked at Feng Wubing with anticipation on her face.

Feng Wubing sighed, stopped talking, took Yunxia's slender waist, stroked her hair, and murmured softly, "From now on, I will live and die with you!"

"Ok!"

The two of them took the little spirit leopard with them, and rode the sky-shattering cone, traveling through many spaces. After walking for a long time, about seven days, they finally stopped in front of a huge vortex.

The vortex spins rapidly, and the further inward it is, the stronger the suction, as if it wants to suck everything in the world.

The two didn't dare to venture in, but stopped, frowning and staring at the whirlpool.

Yun Xia said, "Is this the legendary Abyss of Perishing God, one of the four most dangerous places in the fairy world?"

Feng Wubing nodded affirmatively, his brows and eyes opened, and a golden light shot out, shining on the huge vortex, but it was hazy, as if covered with a thick layer of gauze, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Do you want to go in?This question has been lingering in the minds of the two of them.

The Abyss of the Perishing Gods is the head of the four most ferocious places in the fairy world. During the ancient war of gods, countless immortal gods fell here, and since then, the Abyss of the Perishing Gods has been forged with a fierce reputation.

No one has ever known what exists in it, only know that all the gods who strayed into it can never come out again, so the monks in the heavens guessed that they had already fallen into it.

Only since Nalan Wudi appeared from the Abyss of Perishing God that day, this legend has been completely broken. 10 years ago, when Xuan Mingming's disciple was cultivating mana because of Nalan Wudi, he was chased and killed. Nalan Wudi was hunted down to this point. In the desperate situation where there was no way out before him, and he had pursuers in the future, he roared with grief and anger , questioning the unfairness of the sky, so with infinite resentment towards Xuan Mingming, he jumped into the abyss of perishing gods under the helpless eyes of the pursuers!

Today, 10 years later, not only did he not die in the Abyss of the Perishing God, but he was born with the power of a god king. Today, no one dares to chase him down. He is no longer the weak fairy of the past .

call!A gust of wind blew by, and a ray of fairy light shot out from the vortex, and the wind swept away the clouds, with the power to destroy mountains, rivers and rivers.

"Be careful!" Yunxia exclaimed, only to see that the little spirit leopard who had been lying in her arms suddenly opened her eyes, roared softly, jumped vigorously, opened her mouth wide, and swallowed the fairy light in one gulp. It swelled up sharply, turned nine times in the sky before gradually dissipating, and returned to its original size, but hiccupped heavily, squinted its small eyes, licked its tongue and obediently jumped back into Yunxia's arms.

"Hey!" With a soft hey, Nalan Wudi's figure stepped out of the vortex, staring at the little spirit leopard with piercing eyes, and asked, "What kind of spirit beast is this, how can it swallow my energy?"

Little Lingbao lay proudly in Yunxia's embrace, and no bird would even glance at him.

Nalan Wudi turned to Feng Wubing helplessly, and said gently, "I'll know when you come, so tell me, what do you want from me?"

Feng Wubing saluted and said: "This junior is here to ask senior about the way of cultivation!"

As soon as this remark came out, Nalan Wudi's expression suddenly turned cold. He snorted softly, flicked his sleeves, and said coldly: "I have nothing to teach you, you can go, for Feng Sha's sake, I will not embarrass you today!"

Feng Wubing smiled indifferently and remained unmoved. Before he came, he had already expected Nalan Wudi's reaction, so he didn't seem surprised by Nalan Wudi's indifference, but just said lightly: "I can take things. Exchange with Senior!"

"Oh?" Nalan Wudi smiled contemptuously, and said, "You want to exchange things with me? As long as you give me the divine clock, I can consider taking you as a disciple!"

Feng Wubing was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, his eyes flashed coldly, he closed his eyes for a moment, suddenly chuckled, and looked at Nalan Wudi sarcastically: "Your junior, please tell the truth! Senior's cultivation path is the same as that of junior. It is mana. Of course, the junior calls himself mana, and the senior calls himself Yuanli. Although the names are different, the essence is the same. This senior will not deny it!"

Nalan Wudi snorted coldly and nodded silently.

Feng Wubing smiled slightly, and continued: "Senior, it's not that the younger generation is arrogant. With the talent of the younger generation, it is only a matter of time to ascend to the Daluo Golden Immortal. I believe that the senior has already inquired about the past of the younger generation. It is less than a thousand years. The younger generation has cultivated from a mortal to the present. Throughout the ages, how many people are there!"

At this moment, he exuded a sense of domineering and self-confidence, which made people feel heartbroken. Even Nalan Wudi, the former Xuanming elite disciple, had no choice but to admit that the child in front of him who was less than a thousand years old, his talent He is much higher than himself, but he is a lonely person, so naturally he will not admit defeat: "Since this is the case, why are you still looking for me?"

The implication is that you are such a talented person, why do you come to beg me?Such a mockery!

Feng Wubing shook his head, and sighed helplessly: "The younger generation has already said that it will be a matter of time to ascend to the Da Luo Jinxian, but I think the senior has already felt that there is a dark tide in the heavens and chaos is approaching, and there is not enough time for the younger generation. This junior must cultivate as soon as possible to become a Daluo Jinxian, so that I can protect my Xuanmen disciples in danger in the future!"

"Golden Immortal of the Great Luo?" Nalan Wudi narrowed his eyes, staring at Feng Wubing closely: "You say I am the Golden Immortal of the Great Luo?"

"That's right!" Feng Wubing smiled mysteriously, and said: "Although the senior walks ahead of the junior, the junior can tell the senior with certainty that the junior knows the level of mana cultivation very well. A golden immortal is equivalent to a god; too The Yijin Immortal is the same as the main god; the Daluo Jinxian is no different from the god king. As for the Daluo Jinxian..." He suddenly fell silent, and Nalan Wudi, who was listening engrossed, looked at him angrily.

Nalan Wudi smiled coldly: "Boy, don't think that I will accept you as a disciple."

Feng Wubing dismissed it with a smile: "Your junior has already said that, I am here just to ask for advice, not to be a teacher. To be honest, senior is not qualified to be a master of juniors. No matter whether seniors believe it or not, it is juniors who will take the lead in the end. Not the seniors. Because the juniors know the direction of cultivation above the Daluo Jinxian, but the seniors don't!"

As soon as the last sentence came out, Nalan Wudi's whole body shook, and he cried out: "You said you know the method of cultivation?! This is impossible!"

(End of this chapter)