Immortal Cultivation Family: Start By Accepting Dao Companions

"How could you know so much!"

The aura of the corpse became uncertain, and it started to feel confused.

The tone was extremely urgent.

Chen Chufan smiled and transformed his mana into a wooden comb, waving it in front of the other person.

"If I were to say that someone went to the Peach Yao Immortal Lord's boudoir and stole their comb without being killed, achieving such a glorious feat..."

As he spoke, Chen Chufan's face softened, and his temperament underwent a tremendous change.

The corpse was momentarily dazed, as if it saw the Immortal Emperor that was deeply engraved in its memory.

It merged with the figure of the weak cultivator before it.

"You... you..."

"Wuwuwu!..."

The voice of the corpse began to tremble, unable to utter complete sentences.

Chen Chuhao observed the situation with a pensive expression.

He slung the giant sword on his back and turned to walk towards the door.

He naturally knew that his younger brother had a secret.

As for what the secret was, there was no need to know.

"Xiao Lulu, what has happened in the Immortal Domain during my absence?"

The body of the corpse trembled even more, as if it would be shedding tears if it still had a physical body.

"Master!"

"After you left, our Tianqing Immortal Domain was attacked by demonic beasts, and then Xuanxiao and Tianxiao Immortal Domains took advantage of the situation and joined forces with the demonic beasts to completely occupy it."

Chen Chufan's face became extremely gloomy as he descended from the throne.

He gently stroked the other person's head.

"I understand."

His voice was extremely low, without saying much.

In his gaze, a hidden killing intent pierced through the sky.

On his face, there was still a calm expression.

"What a good thing!"

After leaving the ancient castle, Chen Chuhao transformed into a treasure hunter, collecting scattered ancient treasures everywhere.

Outside.

Moving like the wind, he passed by the core temple and observed the murals for a moment.

He glanced back at the road behind him, without any hesitation, and continued towards the final destination.

Not long after, Huo Wuheng also passed by this place.

After examining the huge mural for a while and finding nothing unusual, he left for the temple.

At this moment.

Outside the immortal gate.

Only the furious roar of Mingyun Sanxian could be heard.

The sky trembled.

Countless weak cultivators were killed.

"Huo Wuheng, how dare you deceive me, you juniors!"

Inside the immortal gate, Mingyun Sanxian was furious.

After stepping into the gate and seeing the restrictions set up around him, as well as the remnants of his sword pellets.

His face turned red with anger.

Jin Hua Sanxian entered the immortal gate, then silently turned around and left, suppressing the tendency of the corners of his mouth to rise.

He decisively left.

After roaring for a while, Mingyun Sanxian realized that there was no danger.

His divine sense spread out, searching the square.

"How dare you!"

In just a moment, he naturally found the means left behind by Huo Wuheng.

As a Sanxian, the pinnacle of the entire world.

How could he not break the restrictions set up by a mere Void Returning Cultivator?

His anger was further ignited.

Like a rainbow, he passed through the square.

Causing a violent reaction.

"Boom!"

With a loud explosion, the center of the square exploded.

"You bastard!"

The statues around him showed signs of revival.

Mingyun cursed angrily, his mana spread out, and his immortal radiance rotated.

Suppressing these remnants that wanted to revive.

He could only watch as the surviving cultivators behind him entered the secret realm that he had opened up by lifting the restrictions.

He felt an itch in his teeth.

This was an insult to him.

"Mingyun Fellow Daoist, I'm here to help you!"

Jinhua, the scattered immortal, arrived at the perfect moment, dragging a pagoda in his right hand and surrounded by eight immortal swords.

At this moment, Mingyun felt as if he had seen a savior.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist, for your help!"

Suppressing the divine thoughts in these statues and dividing most of his attention.

Now, with someone helping him, he would be able to suppress them successfully in no time.

"No need to thank me, it's only natural!"

"Hahaha!"

The pagoda enlarged in an instant.

Mingyun suddenly felt a darkness before his eyes, and countless restrictive forces came towards him.

He wasn't a fool and immediately realized what was happening.

"Jinhua, you treacherous thief!"

"No, no, no, this is normal competition!"

Jinhua, the scattered immortal, laughed heartily. He had already figured out Mingyun's character.

Moreover, when the guardian divine thought erupted with a shocking attack, Mingyun had the ability to help himself.

But he chose to watch coldly, causing his own cultivation level to plummet.

He almost lost his life.

Even before his cultivation level dropped, he was no match for Mingyun. Now it was even more so.

If they both entered Kunlun together, who would benefit the most?

Naturally, it would be Mingyun!

Would he dare to say otherwise?

After understanding the power dynamics, Jinhua decisively made a move to suppress Mingyun.

Even if he couldn't kill him, he could delay him until he obtained the opportunity and then escape.

The eight immortal swords swept through the air, sealing off the square.

"I'll give you another great opportunity!"

Without hesitation, Jinhua, the scattered immortal, gathered a colorful glass sphere in his hand and threw it into the center of the square.

Suddenly, it was like a tidal wave of energy erupting.

The central statue trembled rapidly, absorbing the energy and recovering.

"You despicable person!"

Inside the pagoda, Mingyun cursed angrily. He cast numerous spells, but couldn't break through the defense of the pagoda.

"Mingyun Fellow Daoist, we'll meet again if fate allows!"

Having accomplished his goal, Jinhua, the scattered immortal, chose to leave quickly.

It wouldn't be good if these lingering thoughts revived and caused trouble for him.

"Jinhua, you old thief, if I can get out, I will definitely exterminate your lineage!"

Jinhua, the scattered immortal, paid no attention to these threatening words.

After today's calamity, Mingyun would at least fall back two cultivation levels.

By then, would he still fear him?

Before reaching the entrance to the secret realm, he took a step forward.

In just a moment, the sound of explosions echoed in the square.

An energy riot.

Behind the temple, there was a formation made up of countless runes.

Chen Chuhao and Chen Chufan were teleported here.

"Are there really people still existing in Kunlun?"

Here, it was like a whole new world.

With careful observation, one could find traces left by many people, and they were all fresh.

"This is the true Kunlun."

Chen Chufan spoke.

"But the environment here is not as good as before the great change."

"I wonder how many survivors there are."

Chen Chuhao sighed and looked at the forest ahead, full of vitality, and took a step forward.

"Who's there? We're not bad people!"

"No, we're good people!"

As soon as Chen Chuhao and Chen Chufan entered the forest, they were attacked shortly after.

Chen Chuhao used his heavy sword to deflect the arrows, while Chen Chufan looked around with an indifferent expression, even stretching lazily.

"Don't lie, you outsiders!"

A crisp voice of a young boy sounded, followed by three more sounds of breaking through the air.

Carrying the wind of a golden spear and the attachment of wind attribute magic power.

"Don't be afraid, miss, we're not bad people!"