One Thought Feixian

Chapter 998

The existence of the Great Elder Fu Mo is ten thousand times more difficult to kill than Gongsun Zhao and Xiang Tianzhen, especially the magic skill of "Starlight Escape from Myriad Worlds", once it is used, even Tianzun will be helpless.

His spirit bloomed like fireworks, turning into countless meteors, cutting through the void, and shooting towards all directions.

Seeing this scene, Nu Chuan couldn't help showing shock and worry on his face.

Only Jiang Yi remained calm and calm, watching the Great Elder Fu Mo escape calmly, making a wild voice.

All of a sudden, he raised his right hand, and suddenly a devastating aura swept over his body, surrounded by thunder, and clustered with electric lights, making a buzzing, buzzing sound.

Boom!

He immediately stretched out his hand to strike, and suddenly a huge thunder of the World Extinguishing God flew out of the sky, and suddenly descended on the body of the Great Elder Fu Mo.

In an instant, the sky and the earth were darkened, thunderclouds billowed, covering the sky and the earth, and the entire ancient ruins secret realm underwent earth-shaking changes.

"This is... the legendary God of Destruction! How could you control the Deity of Destruction? This is a catastrophe unique to the Immortal Tribulation..."

The Great Elder Fu Mo yelled in horror, unable to believe it: "My immortal calamity has come ahead of time, no..."

Almost at this moment, the Great Elder Fu Mo appeared on the body of the Immortal Tribulation, ushering in a disaster of extinction.

On each of the escaped rosary beads, a world-destroying god thunder descended, smashed them, and annihilated them.

This is an immortal calamity, an indiscriminate attack, no matter where you are, how many parts you split into, and how you escape, it is useless.

Under the Immortal Tribulation, everything was destroyed, the heavens and the earth were destroyed, and the entire secret realm of the ancient ruins was almost destroyed. Countless creatures died because of this, and many monks were bombarded and killed, suffering an indiscriminate disaster.

As for the Great Elder Fu Mo, the peerless powerhouse who had become the ninth level of shattering the void, he was unable to escape the bad luck in the end, and died under the sudden appearance of the Immortal Tribulation, and was struck and killed by the endless world-destroying god lightning.

The Great Elder Fu Mo died, and was annihilated with flying ash, leaving nothing behind.

"It's a pity, it's a pity, if I swallow it, my cultivation will definitely increase again!" Jiang Yi showed a look of pity on his face.

However, the existence of the Ninth Level of Transcendence and Sainthood Shattered Void is indeed tyrannical. With his current strength, it is not difficult to defeat it. The difficult thing is to kill it completely, so that it has no chance of escape.

Only by unleashing the World-Destroying Divine Thunder can the Great Elder Fumo be completely killed.

But now that he has recovered the memory of his previous life, he will definitely become stronger and stronger, and gradually recover his strength. By then, it will be easy to kill the peerless powerhouse who has become the ninth level of shattered void.

Jiang Yi saw that the Great Elder Fumo was dead, and his spirit penetrated into his body, and then put away the ancient god's war halberd and the Great Sun God's furnace.

"Jiang Yi, I didn't expect you to be so powerful that even the strong man who broke the void in the ninth level of transcendence and sanctification was completely killed by you."

Nu Chuan flew forward and said with flickering eyes.

"It's nothing, it's just a clown!" Jiang Yi gave up and said, "Come on, let's sit down in Canglan Hall and talk slowly."

Swish!
So the two descended into the Canglan Palace.

Although the four primordial beasts were attacked, they were rough-skinned and thick-fleshed, and their injuries were not serious. With the help of the aura in the Canglan Hall, they could fully recover within half a month of cultivation.

Nu Chuan looked at the Canglan Hall, only to feel that this hall is not only grand and grand, but also has a sense of warmth, it seems that it is not only a place of cultivation, but also a taste of home.

"This Canglan Palace is the place where my wife and I used to live in seclusion. We lived in seclusion here for 10 years, and finally reached the pinnacle of transcendence and sanctification. Then I prepared a grand wedding for her. On that day, she She is the most beautiful bride in the world..."

Jiang Yi seemed to be telling Nu Chuan what happened back then, and also seemed to be talking to himself, a sense of sadness appeared on him, lingering.

The two of them practiced together for 10 years, and finally they both reached the peak. After they were ready to get married, they ascended together, became immortals immediately, stepped into the gate of the fairy world, and arrived in that unknown mysterious country.

But on the day they got married, an unimaginable change happened, and he... fell away.

Since then, the husband and wife have been separated by yin and yang, and they will never see each other.

Nu Chuanduan sat down and listened to the story carefully without saying a word, as if he had become Jiang Yi's most loyal listener.

The story is beautiful, but bleak.

Just like the fate of the ancient gods in the Underworld, so why not?
I don't know how many clansmen, one after another, dream of stepping out of the underworld and going to the outside world to have a look, but this is just a luxury. It turns out that their fate is all in the hands of the Lord of the Tomb. Entering the temple, they will be swallowed up in the tomb, and no one will be spared.

His master, and even more so the servant of the Lord of the Tomb, knew about this matter clearly, but he was helpless. There was no way to stop him. He could only watch helplessly as one by one the clansmen entered the temple and went to die.

Jiang Yi narrated for a whole night, non-stop, before finishing his story.

Nu Chuan was engrossed in listening, and could not regain his composure for a long time.

The entire Canglan Hall was extremely quiet, only the sound of the Luoshui River flowing.

"You've been waiting here for so long, but she hasn't come back, maybe something happened, you should go out and look for her." Suddenly, Nu Chuan said.

"Yeah, I should go find her." Jiang Yi nodded and looked around: "It's just this Canglan Palace..."

"You just go and leave the Canglan Palace to me, the people are here, the palace is here!" Nu Chuan said calmly, looking outside the palace.

"People are here, the temple is here..."

Jiang Yi savored these words repeatedly, a feeling of warmth flowed through his heart, and he smiled and said, "It's hard for us to meet again in this great world. How could we have just met and separated before we even said a few words? Today, Let's kill people and eat wine, and we will only rest when we get drunk."

While speaking, he grabbed it with his big hand, and countless jars flew out from the depths of the Canglan Palace, and a strong aroma of wine immediately spread throughout the Canglan Palace, making people intoxicated.

The four primordial ferocious beasts suddenly became energetic, staring at these jars greedily, with a look of salivating.

"Haha, since you are so elegant, let's get drunk!"

Nu Chuan laughed heartily, grabbed a jar with his big hand, broke the seal on it, and took a sip: "Good wine!"

This was the first time he was so happy when he came to Great Thousand World.

If it is seen by those who are from the blood alliance, they will probably drop their jaws in shock.

"You guys come to the altar too!"

With a wave of Jiang Yi's hand, several jars of fine wine flew out and landed in front of the four ancient beasts, and immediately the four ancient beasts began to drink with ease.

The two of them, the four beasts, drank happily in the Canglan Palace.

A day later, there were wine jars everywhere on the ground, piled up like a mountain, and I couldn't count how many there were, and I didn't know how much I drank.

Nu Chuan was drunk, murmuring the word "Master".

The four ancient fierce beasts were also drunk, lying on the ground and sleeping soundly.

Only Jiang Yi was still sober, with the wine in his throat, as light as water.

Because he has been intoxicated for endless years, lost himself, and doesn't know who he is.

Now that I have finally woken up, how can I get intoxicated again?
His heart has been completely occupied by Qicai. He has been waiting here for so long, but he still doesn't see Yiren returning. He... can't wait any longer, but wants to find her.

But he doesn't have any clue at the moment, where should he look for it?

He drank all the wine in the altar, but it was tasteless. He put down the altar, took out a big golden mace, put it beside Nu Chuan, and said with a smile: "Nu Chuan, when you told me that the ancient gods were four The art of supernatural powers, now I will give you a fortune, so that you can successfully break through and reach the eight-star ancient god Tianjichang."

While speaking, he stretched out his right hand, and pointed at the center of Nu Chuan's eyebrows, and a secret of the heavens went down his hand and penetrated into Nu Chuan's body.

Nu Chuan's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was about to wake up, but this dream was so beautiful that it seemed hard to extricate himself, which made him return to calm again.

Jiang Yi withdrew his fingers, his face turned pale, then walked forward, came to the front of the four ancient beasts, and said: "You four, guard the Canglan Palace well, when I return, it must be you When you get your way."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Yi stepped out, and he arrived at the bank of Luoshui River, climbed up and looked into the distance, overlooking the vast land.

The mountains are majestic and majestic, the river is surging and rushing, and the white clouds are like clouds and smoke in the past.

thing, or that thing.

But the person is no longer that person.

Jiang Yi stared at it blankly for a while, then flipped his palm, and the Daqian Realm appeared in his hand. Spiritual thoughts poured into it, and the bronze mirror was activated, reflecting all the scenes in a radius of [-] li.

It can be seen from the mirror image that many monks have come to the depths of the ancient ruins, constantly searching, and gradually coming towards the Luoshui River.

Among them, there are still some powerful existences, the holy sons and leading figures of the ten major sects.

Jiang Yi's eyes suddenly showed a coldness, and his whole body revealed a chill, and then he flew up and walked away by stepping on the river.

That back figure seemed to have turned into the shadow of the god of death, the autumn wind was rustling, and the vegetation withered.

After a stick of incense, his body was bloody and murderous, and he landed on a majestic mountain peak, and took out the Great Thousand Realm again to activate it.

"Anyone else?"

During this time of burning incense, he ran around, killing hundreds of saint child-level figures, leaving a trail of smell.

Anyone who could pose a threat to Canglan Palace has died in his hands, no matter male or female, good or evil.

This killing has greatly improved his strength again, plundered a huge amount of resources, and made his shriveled storage bag swell again.

(End of this chapter)