First Class Genius

"Boom -"

Xiuxian continent, deep in the Soul Valley, a pillar of light suddenly rushed into the sky. The earth shook and roared with thunder.

"Boom -"

Dozens of barrier lakes collapsed at the same time. The towering flood set off huge waves, rushed to the sky and ferociously rushed to the light column.

"Come on!" Not far from the light column, Mo Xianer looked excited and scolded. He grabbed Zhan Menger and rushed to the light column.

It's been almost a year since the fairy channel collapsed. In order to return to the fairy family, I have been guarding the crack for several months.

After the ghost emperor and the ghost princess entered the crack, they disappeared.

Beiming Xianjun left, but he didn't mean to return to the fairy family.

Mo xian'er didn't give up and waited where the ghost princess and the soul emperor disappeared. Waiting for another chance.

Finally, the opportunity came. Mo xian'er didn't even think about it. He grabbed Zhan meng'er and rushed to the crack with white light.

Zhan Menger hesitated. There was a little tension on the fairy like face. But. He signed a master servant contract with Mo Xianer. If he resists now, he may bring disaster to himself.

Xianzu, for the monks in the wild and Xiuxian continent, it is the same place as heaven.

Zhan Menger wants to go. Because her mother has not been found, maybe she is somewhere in the fairy family, waiting for her to find.

Han Fei has been missing for several months. Zhan Menger has no hope. Maybe that naughty young man will disappear like Zhen Cheng. Stay in Xiuxian mainland. If you can't see Zhen Cheng or Han Fei, what's the point of being sad alone!

Maybe it's better for you to change your environment and start a new life.

"Don't go -"

Hundreds of miles away, Nangong Waner, Lin Mengwei, sun Shaobo and others are coming. Seeing Zhan Menger stepping into the light column, he shouted anxiously.

However, the distance is too far.

no The distance of hundreds of miles is only a few seconds for the ancestors of Mahayana. It's not that the distance is too far, but that the time is too short.

For many people, there is a natural distance between eternity and instant.

It's not.

Man is a moment to heaven and earth, and eternity to mole ants. In the eyes of heaven and earth, everything in the world is a moment.

No one knows how short a moment is. Ants are for a moment to people, but for babies who die before birth, they are permanent marks.

There are too many mysteries hidden between heaven and earth. When these mysteries are connected in series, miracles and coincidences occur.

If Han Fei knows that when the transmission array is turned on, it will cause a light column in Xiuxian mainland and bring Mo Xianer back to the fairy family, he will not throw the Dragon Guard waist token into the concave nest.

If Han Fei knew that when he opened the transmission array, the ancient Yancheng flashed a light column. In that light column, there was a green dragon's tail. He didn't know how he would feel.

The same phenomenon occurs simultaneously in three unrelated spaces. This is the magic of heaven and earth and nature.

There was a green dragon in Yancheng. The place where the light source was located was actually Taiye pool. For a time, the country of China was shocked.

White light appeared again in the Soul Valley, which did not attract a large number of monks again. Only Beiming Xianjun opened his eyes and watched his daughter disappear with concern. After sighing, he disappeared in the depths of Penglai Pavilion.

As for the Immortal King in the north, it's not heaven, but hell. There, left too many unforgettable memories.

"I'll go back and get my daughter back! Don't leave worry, you wait! " In the depths of Penglai Pavilion, there came the voice of the Immortal King of the north. After laughter, dozens of fit ancestors died.

Killing has become the most favorite thing for Beiming Xianjun. Looking at everything in Xiuxian land, Beiming Xianjun just wants to ravage it. Because only in this way can we vent its hatred.

The three immortal sects form a sect, called Beiming Xuanzong!

The bloody storm of Xiuxian continent is going on every day. The Mahayana ancestors of the three immortals are now running around, doing what only the fit ancestors would do before.

The details of the three immortal sects are just immortal kings like nameless living dead people. When he stood up and presided over justice, it became a good meal for the Immortal King of the north.

Han Fei may not have thought that the Xiuxian continent he wanted to go back to has now become a killing battlefield. A large number of monks die every day, and wars happen every day.

The population of Xiuxian continent, which originally had many monks, is shrinking rapidly because of the wanton killing of Beiming Xianjun.

There are fewer people. There are many resources. Herbs in Xiuxian continent grew rapidly, and monsters began to multiply in large numbers. Soul clan, demon clan and ghost clan got the opportunity, their status rose and kept pace with the human race.

Under an endless killing, Xiuxian continent entered a special period of four ethnic struggle.

The white light in the Soul Valley seems to exist to pick up Mo xian'er and show his dream. However, such a short moment gives people a strange sense of reversal.

"Kill --"

"Kill --"

The white light and the click of the gear disappeared. The blurred vision gradually became clear. Roaring ears actually heard the cry of killing!

His hands and feet were numb, and there seemed to be countless rotten eggs spinning in his head.

Han Fei raised his hand, touched it, touched one hand, cold and stiff.

Dead hands!

Han Fei's throat was immediately blocked, and his chest was as painful as cracking.

Yo Yo is dead! How could this happen!

Han Fei wants to do it and look at youyou's naughty face. However, the body seems to be anesthetized. There is nothing to do except that the fingers can move, the ears can listen and the eyes can see.

Han Fei saw the stars and even the yellow moon.

The cold wind swirled past. Han Fei can't feel the cold. Tears flow wantonly, for the sake of that stiff hand and living for yourself.

Tears flow to my mouth and squeeze in along the gap between my lips. It's a little salty. A little bitter.

Han Fei's consciousness gradually recovered, and his two hands could lift half his arms, so Han Fei touched the stiff hand again!

Furry!

Shit!

Han Fei was startled and quickly took it back.

Aren't you dead? Didn't you feel right just now? therefore. Han Fei moved his arm laterally to expand the scope of his exploration. There was nothing except the furry palm.

Did I get my arm wrong?

So Han Fei changed into another palm and rubbed it slowly, from top to bottom, from bottom to top.

No,

There is no tender palm, only the furry hand.

Han Fei was cruel, took the hairy hand and pulled it to his side. Han Fei wants to see whether it's a human hand or a gorilla's hand. As long as you pull to your side and lift your arm, you should be able to see clearly.

"Look quickly. I'm sure the arm fell in this direction!"

"Pengpeng!"

The sound was loud and the footsteps were noisy. Even Han Fei's heart, liver, spleen and lungs jumped up and down in his chest because of these sounds.

"Find it!"

"Pengpeng!"

The sound came closer and the tremor in the chest became more intense. Han Fei's mouth is sweet. Spit out a mouthful of blood and fainted.

Shame!

Han Fei, you are the ancestor of Mahayana. How can you be stunned by the sound.

In a daze, Han Fei felt that he was kicked by someone, and then flew like a cloud.

Cheers, noise, footsteps

"Kill!"

"Roar -"

"Run!"

"Kill!"

……

Han Fei fell asleep. Countless giants were fighting under the starry sky

I'm not dead! You won't die! Ugly won't die!

In Han Fei's mind. The transmission array echoed again and again, the white light, the two pretty faces, and the furry cold hand.

Time passed little by little. I don't know how long it took. Han Fei suddenly woke up.

It's cold!

The moment he opened his eyes, this was Han Fei's first feeling.

It hurts!

Han Fei subconsciously raised his hand, but found that his arm couldn't be raised.

incorrect.

Not only can't lift your arms, but your feet can't move.

Han Fei found that he was not lying, but standing. Instead of standing on the ground, his hands and feet were tied to the hard bluestone rock wall.

Han Fei seems to remember the things that bound his hands and feet - a bundle of fairy rope!

The vitality of the whole body was sealed, and the divine consciousness and soul power disappeared without a trace. At this moment, Han Fei, like the criminal Jesus, hangs on the nearly 100 meter high cliff and watches several giants coming to him