Emperor Tianwu

The chaotic star field became increasingly chaotic.

The time for teleportation was approaching, and brutal fighting could be seen everywhere.

There are very few monks fighting alone, and even strong men like Ximen Xue have chosen to form a team.

Because they know that only 10,000 people can teleport away this time, and there are more than 10,000 monks left in the Chaos Star Territory?

These fights have nothing to do with Yun Chen.

At this time, he was still staying in the formation and frantically improving his cultivation.

Spring passed and autumn came, and three years passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, Yun Chen, who was sitting in the formation, suddenly opened his eyes, and lightning seemed to flash in his eyes.

"I have reached the eighth level of the Immortal King. It took two years to reach the eighth level of the Immortal King, and that's because I have a lot of training resources!" Yun Chen sighed and then stood up.

More than half of the Immortal Crystals on his body have been consumed, and he has barely reached the eighth level of the Immortal King. It is estimated that it will be impossible to reach the ninth level of the Immortal King, or even the peak of the Immortal King, within a year and a half.

Yun Chen's consciousness swept out and found several restrictions. These restrictions should have been placed by Yu Xingchen and others themselves.

After walking out of the formation range, Yun Chen's eyes fell on Mu Xiuqin not far away.

Mu Xiuqin looked quietly outside the valley, not knowing what she was thinking, with a slightly melancholy look on her face.

The other party is now at the second level of the Immortal King. Although his cultivation level is not improving as fast as his, it is not slow either.

"Senior Brother Yun!" As if she heard the footsteps behind her, Mu Xiuqin turned around and looked at Yun Chen with some surprise: "Are you out of seclusion?"

"Yes!" Yun Chen said with a smile: "I have improved my cultivation a little. How about it? How long will it take before I teleport away?"

"There are only three days left!" Mu Xiuqin said: "I didn't expect that fifty years have passed in the blink of an eye. By the way, Senior Brother Yun, can you refine the eighth-grade elixir now? If you can refine the eighth-grade elixir, hehe , is the number one elixir king in our Lower Heaven Realm.”

Mu Xiuqin knew about Yun Chen's alchemy talent. He was already able to refine the seventh-grade elixir when he participated in the conference. Now fifty years later, the opponent might be able to refine the eighth-grade elixir.

As for herself, she can now barely refine a sixth-grade elixir, and there is still some distance between being able to refine a seventh-grade elixir.

"Not yet!" Yun Chen shook his head slightly.

"Ah?" Mu Xiuqin was a little surprised.

Yun Chen said: "After coming to the Chaos Star Territory, I rarely refine elixirs. Therefore, although my strength has increased, there is no progress in elixir refining. However, as long as you give me some time, I can still make an eighth-grade elixir. I."

Hearing this, Mu Xiuqin nodded in agreement.

Just when Yun Chen was about to say something else, fireballs suddenly fell from the sky and hit the valley.

There was a sound of "bang bang bang", and the formation burst out bursts of light, blocking those fireballs.

"There is a formation here, maybe someone is hiding in it!" A monk shouted in mid-air. As he spoke, he once again made a huge fireball and hit the formation, causing the formation to tremble suddenly.

Because the sound was too loud, Yu Xingchen and others who were still practicing were alerted and walked out of the restriction.

A group of people walked up to Yun Chen and looked into the air with a somewhat ugly look.

At this time, hundreds of people had appeared in the air.

Yes, hundreds of people.

These guys are bombing everywhere, probably to find the monks.

From the looks of them, they probably didn't have teleportation cards on them, or maybe there weren't enough teleportation cards to teleport so many people, so they came up with this idea.

"Break it!" A great monk wearing cassocks snorted coldly, and immediately his body shook, and a phantom of a hundred-foot-tall Buddha appeared on his body.

The phantom of the Buddha raised his palm as big as a mountain and pressed it down towards the valley.

The majestic power poured down, and before the palm fell completely, the formation already made an overwhelming sound, and then exploded suddenly, turning into countless light spots and dissipating.

The formation disappeared, and Yun Chen and others were directly exposed to the sight of these people.

"Get out!" Yu Xingchen snorted coldly, and with a flash of his body, he rose into the sky and smashed the Buddha's big hand with one punch.

"There is indeed someone!"

"They must have teleportation cards on them."

"Yes, these guys are hiding here sneakily. I don't believe them even if they don't have teleportation cards on them."

Many monks spoke one after another, looking at Yun Chen and the others with fiery eyes.

There are only eight people in Yun Chen's group, but there are hundreds of them here.

Hundreds of people versus eight people, the winner and loser is clear at a glance.

"Hand over the storage ring and I will spare your life!" the great monk said very domineeringly.

As he spoke, his eyes had already fallen on Yu Xingchen.

Yu Xingchen is at the peak of the Immortal King. He should be the most powerful being among this group of people and can be regarded as the leader.

Below, Zheng Shufen and Mu Xiuqin subconsciously approached Yun Chen.

Guo Hongling and Meng Xiaoshuang both looked solemn.

Lan Bing and Luo Hongyu have already used their magic weapons.

It is impossible to keep them captive.

Yun Chen glanced at the many immortal kings in the air and couldn't help but frown slightly.

If he couldn't kill all of the hundreds of Immortal Kings in the shortest time, Mu Xiuqin and others' lives might be in danger.