Fortune Teller

At the edge of the chessboard boundary, a red figure quietly appeared. At this moment, he was completely different from before.

Not only has the foundation of martial arts been completely consolidated, but the Immortal Dao system has also broken through to the ninth level at an astonishing speed.

If the inner heaven and earth were not yet stable, he would have already entered the realm of the Venerable.

"Without that ray of light from the Source of Ten Thousand Dharmas, the Infinite World would appear much more fragile. It's really weird. What on earth is that?"

"It's a pity that I am already a Venerable and can no longer enter the Source World of Ten Thousand Dharmas."

The red figure shook his head slightly, completely restrained his aura, and quietly escaped to the depths of the chessboard realm. Not far ahead was the void realm of the mountain arm.

"It seems that Bai Ze Zhenzhen is not in a hurry to destroy the mountain arm. That's right. This thing is so powerful that ordinary practitioners can't even get close, let alone collect the ink light. They just need to wait for the rules of heaven and earth to slowly wear away. Destroy all the particles and you can easily take away all the ink."

Gu Xiuyun quietly entered the void and rushed towards the mountain arm.

There are no obstacles along the way.

Under the suppression of the void realm, the rules of heaven and earth have disappeared, and no material rules can be exerted. Only the living body and the martial arts can exert their power.

This is the world of warriors.

Whoosh!

The red figure penetrated deep into the arm and began to destroy flesh and hair crazily, crushing every particle and pulling out the ink-colored light.

The power of the ninth level of true meaning, combined with the killing path that is best at killing, is terrifyingly powerful.

With each palm, a few feet of flesh and blood collapsed, releasing a massive amount of ink light.

Peng! Peng! Peng!

The roaring sound continued, being suppressed by the Void Realm, and could not be transmitted at all. Even Bai Ze Zhenzhen could not sense it.

The void realm isolates all heavenly causes and effects, unless you come to the edge of the void and observe directly.

…

On the other side, a large number of true masters gathered in the six realms of the west. There were six peak true masters alone, including the spiritual masters, Dong Yan, Long Yang, and the Zhiming master and the sacred deer master of the eastern void. , the true deity of suffering in the northern void.

Looking at the realm of the heavens, apart from Bai Ze and Qing Ming, these are the only peak true masters left.

In addition, there are more than 20 ordinary Zhenzun and more than 300 sages, including Dao Dao and Tianxing.

Bai Ze's trump card can only protect himself, but cannot help the two of them.

Nearly four hundred powerful people in the Transcendence Realm gathered in the main line of the Spiritual Clan, all of them with solemn expressions.

"Not long ago, my Lingbao clone discovered that Zhu Yan had entered the Ancient Palace of Samsara again. This is already the fourth time. I wonder how long the Eternal Lord can last?"

The True Master of the Spirit Clan sighed slightly, "Fellow Taoist Dongyan, has Gu Ximing really fallen?"

"Absolutely true."

Zhenzun Dongyan looked gloomy, "If Taoist Taoist Xi Ming is still alive, why should we be so desperate? According to his rules of fate, even if he cannot defeat Zhu Yan, he can easily avoid him."

"I didn't expect that a genius who cared about his life could not get rid of his calculations in the end. It's a pity." Zhiming Zhenzhen said with emotion.

"What's the point of thinking about this now? Why don't we think about how to fight Zhu Yan. Once Eternal Death dies, it will be our turn!" said the Divine Deer.

"We have made the West Extreme Realm into a piece of iron. I believe we can stop Zhu Yan for a while, but this alone is not enough. We need your strength." The True Lord of the Spirit Clan looked around and asked, "Tianxing, You two are very close to fellow Taoist Bai Ze, do you have any countermeasures?"

"No."

Wen Wen shook his head slightly, "You also know Bai Ze's character. All creatures in the world are just passers-by in his eyes. He has never cared about who lives or dies. He will neither stop nor help unless his own interests are involved. "

"Without us, the spiritual world will be silent for a while at most, and it will be revived tens of millions of years later. How can he help?"

"There's nothing you can do... In this case, you can only fight on your own!"

The faces of the six peak true masters were a little ugly.

They convened the true venerables from all parties with the intention of brainstorming and finding the best countermeasure. But now it seems that there is no other way but to confront them head-on.

In a head-on fight, who can stand up to Zhu Yan? That is a terrifying existence that even the Eternal True Master can suppress.

The eternal power can be seen from the fall of the supreme masters such as Bauhinia Dragon Lord, Tuluo Giant, and Ying Huang. Ying Huang's strength is definitely better than Dong Yan and Long Yang. Zijing and Tu Luo are also peak true masters. Plus other true masters, none of them survived.

One can imagine how powerful Eternal is.

And Zhu Yan... is stronger than Eternal. Faced with such existence, fighting alone will lead to death.

"Everyone, I have a plan. I wonder if I should talk about it?" A voice sounded from the crowd.

The Zhenzun and the venerable ones in the void all looked over.

I saw that this man was in ruins, like a beggar, and looked a little slovenly, but his face showed calmness, as if what he was about to face was not life or death, but a farce.

"Who are you?"

The True Lord of the Spirit Clan frowned.

How come he has never seen this beggar-looking venerable man before?

"Peng Keng? When did you come back??" Tianxing asked, looking at the sloppy venerable with a surprised look on his face.

"Who is Peng Keng?" Both the Zhenzun and the venerable ones in the sky were confused.

The cultivation of the Sloppy Venerable has reached the Three Difficulties Level. Logically speaking, he should have become famous in the world, but they have never heard of him. This is very strange.

Has this person never appeared in the realm of heavens? Or are they people like Dong Yan and Long Yang who lived thousands of years ago?

"You all don't know that this Taoist friend Peng Keng has a close relationship with Taoist friend Ximing. It's just that he never stayed in the realm of heavens after he became enlightened, so no one knows him."

Zhenzun asked and explained with a smile.

"Forget about those bad past events. I have no connection with him, and I don't want to be involved in the slightest." The Sloppy Lord waved his hand, "If he is still in the world, I will never return to the realm of the heavens in this life."

"Fellow Taoist, please tell me first what the countermeasures are." asked the True Master of the Spirit Clan.

He didn't bother to listen to the past relationship between Peng Keng and Gu Ximing. Dealing with Zhu Yan was the top priority at the moment.

"When I was traveling to the edge of the void, I once strayed into a realm that was extremely mysterious. It was like a paradise in the world, or another world outside the realm of the heavens."

Memories flashed through Peng Keng's eyes, "That world had no spiritual power, no Taoism, and practiced another very strange method. I stayed there for nearly three hundred thousand years, with almost no practice, but I unknowingly , understand the ultimate Taoism of Yuanxian, and even get a glimpse of the threshold of True Immortal Taoism."

Three hundred thousand years to get a glimpse of the threshold of a true immortal? And still unconsciously? ?

All the venerables looked surprised.

What kind of place is that?

"There are many secrets in the Holy World of Reincarnation. Legend has it that at the beginning of the Holy World, a large number of powerful people from outside the world came to this world. Some died or escaped. The secret realm you entered should have been left by one of these powerful people." Zhiming Zhenzun said.

"No, it's different from ordinary secret realms there," the sloppy old man shook his head. "There are no three disasters or nine disasters in that place. I only encountered three disasters after leaving the secret realm, and I was kicked out by the owner of the secret realm."

"What? There are no three disasters or nine disasters?" Several venerables couldn't help but exclaimed.

Is there actually a place in this world that is isolated from three disasters and nine disasters? Even the world of Tianjipan cannot isolate the three disasters and nine disasters.

Unless you leave the holy world and enter the outer world.

There is no mysterious secret realm where there are three disasters and nine disasters. No wonder Venerable Peng Keng said that there is another world.

"Fellow Daoist Peng, where is that secret realm?" Zhiming Zhenzhen couldn't help but ask.

The true lords and venerables in the void all showed expectant looks.

"I don't know," Peng Keng shook his head, "I accidentally bumped into the Bei Shang Realm. When I came out, I was already at the easternmost point of the endless void. According to the master of the secret realm, only those who are destined can go there, and those who are not destined will live their whole lives. If you can't find him in this life, don't even think about it. The owner of the secret realm is most likely a World Master. It's too easy to avoid you. "

Everyone looked disappointed.

Who wouldn’t want to go to a mysterious world that can withstand even three disasters and nine disasters?

"In that world, I accidentally saw a book called the Infinite Divine Refining Formation, which can integrate practitioners into one and turn them into infinite true gods. To be honest, I have limited talent and can only remember a small part. , whether it can be used is still unknown.”

The Sloppy Lord said.

"Infinite Divine Refining Array??"

All the true lords and venerables looked at each other. After a while, the true lord of the Spiritual Clan spoke first, "Now that things have come to a point, we can only treat the dead horse as a living horse doctor. Whether we succeed or fail, we have to give it a try."

"Yes, with our strength, if we can really gather the Infinite True God, we may be able to compete with Zhu Yan."

Dongyan Zhenzun nodded slightly.

"In this case, Pindao will reproduce the ancient classics of formation and Tao for everyone's reference." The Sloppy Master waved his divine power and carved it in the void.

…

"The powerful men in the sky are all discussing how to deal with the ferocious beast Zhuyan. Master, where are you?" Ji Wenshan sat on a broken star and gravel, looking at the sky, "They said you have fallen, but the disciples don't believe it. You conquered the rules of heaven and earth, defeated the Patriarch of Heaven and Earth, and transcended all shackles. How could you possibly fall?"

"It must be fake!"

Ji Wenshan had tears in his eyes.

"Junior brother, dead people cannot be resurrected. Without Master, the divine religion can only rely on us."

Lan Chonghe walked to the meteorite with determination on his face, "From the day I walked out of the world of Tianjipan, I thought that I would encounter countless dangers, but instead of shrinking into a fish and shrimp in the mud, I would rather rush in The sea is churning wildly, and so is the dragon flying in the nine heavens."

"Senior brother."

Ji Wenshan looked at the profile of his senior brother and found that he had never been taller and taller than before. In the past, they had always been under the shadow of their master, and any achievements they had made seemed mediocre.

But now, Ji Wenshan suddenly realized that the strength of his senior brother was far beyond that of his peers.

The twelfth level of Douxiao and the ninth-level ancestor have integrated three origins. In terms of strength, they have reached the middle stage of the Tianxing realm.

No matter where you place it, it will be the most dazzling existence under the Venerable.

"Eldest Brother, although he is Master's chief disciple, he has never relied on Master, whether it is external objects or the mind. Perhaps, this is the reason why Eldest Brother is so powerful." Ji Wenshan sighed in his heart.

Lan Chonghe is a born practitioner.

Gu Xiuyun just gave him a chance.

"Senior Brother, is there no news about Uncle Yan and Master Gengyang?" Ji Wenshan asked.

"No, he may have entered a special secret realm, or he may have died. In these days, too many strong men have fallen in the divine sect. The Ice Rhino Demon Emperor and the Black Poison Demon Emperor have both fallen, and the Venerable Demon Clan has also died. Seven."

Lan Chonghe shook his head and sighed.

The word chaos alone cannot describe the situation of the Eight-Eyed Sect. In fact, the sect is now in deep crisis. Even without Zhu Yan and Zen Sect, it is not far from destruction.

At this time, Lan Chonghe's waist flashed with aura.

Immediately afterwards, a spiritual light also appeared around Ji Wenshan's waist, and a Yaoritai priest was calling for help.

"There is another sectarian provocation. This is the eighth time in the past two months." Ji Wenshan clenched his fists.

The West Extreme Realm has become the last place of survival for all the forces in the world.

There are only three or four hundred Venerables and True Venerables, which is nothing, but there are many more True Inspirational Realm and Douxiao Realm below.

That's more than 10 billion people. They are gathered in the small West Extreme Realm, and they have to avoid the branches of the Spirit Tribe. Every practice station is extremely precious.

How could there not be fights as time went on?

However, there were many disciples of the Eight-Eyed God Sect, and they withdrew early. The area they occupied was extremely vast, and they wanted a place for those with supernatural powers to survive. Every inch of the void could not be compromised.

"Let's go, this is the beginning of the disaster. If we can't stop Zhu Yan, we will all die."

Lan Chonghe turned around and flew downward into the void.

Ji Wenshan followed closely behind.

Without Gu Xiuyun and Yan Su Shi, they have become the pillars of the Eight-Eyed Sect, and all matters must be decided by them.

How could the two true masters Dong Yan and Long Yang care about such trivial matters.

…

The deepest part of the chessboard realm.

The mountain arm slowly shrunk by a small amount, and the scope of the void realm also began to shrink.

Every day, a large amount of ink light is absorbed by Gu Xiuyun and hidden deep in the inner world.

"In five days, I only absorbed Mo Mang from the tenth level of true meaning. If I want to break through to the twelfth level, I will have to absorb at least a hundred times more. In other words, it will take fifty days."

The red figure stood deep in the arm, whispering to himself.

After such a long time, no matter how slow Bai Ze Zhenzun is, he should have discovered it. It seems that they will always have a battle.