Mysterious Catastrophe

A crescent-like ray of light shot out, cutting a huge hole in the void, and an ascension channel appeared.

The powerful force of breaking the boundary surged, squeezing everyone.

Jin Chenzi stepped into it without any hesitation.

Dongfang Jie and the others showed excited expressions, followed closely behind...

With many Huashen Laomo walking into the passage, the passage is becoming narrower and narrower...

Those Nascent Soul monsters watched this scene eagerly, unable to hide their jealousy, but no one dared to take a step further.

"Ascension to the Immortal Realm..."

"It is said that in any poor village in the fairy world, the aura is richer than that of Zhengqi Peak... I just enter it, and my lifespan can increase to a certain extent..."

"However, my cultivation base is not enough to follow the fairy envoy... Hate, hate, hate!"

"Not only... I heard the fairy envoy said that the aura of this world may degenerate in the future, and it will not be easy for us to maintain the realm. It is even more delusional to break through to transform into a god... Ascension to become a fairy is ultimately just illusory..."

Just as a group of Nascent Soul monsters were beating their chests and stamping their feet, something suddenly fell out of the passage.

The eyes of many Nascent Soul monsters immediately went straight, but the upright late Nascent Soul cultivators had the sharpest eyesight and quick hands.

The thing that fell out was a blood-stained phonogram tablet!

"Could it be that the ascension has changed?"

The great cultivator no longer hesitated, injected a stream of mana, and heard the voice of Nie Huashen coming from it:

"Don't ascend! Don't ascend!!! Don't ascend!!!"

Chapter 722 200 years

Dongfang Jie is wearing Taixu Sect's secret treasure - 'Taixu Armor', with colorful rays of light scattered around his body.

This multicolored brilliance is a magic weapon he made from a few feathers found in the ruins of a colorful phoenix as raw materials. The colorful phoenix is ​​naturally good at manipulating the power of space, and the magic weapon made of its feathers has a miraculous effect on calming space fluctuations!

Dongfang Jie originally refined this treasure, thinking that when he was desperate, he would smuggle into the fairyland by himself, specially to calm the space storm.

But this time, with the immortal envoy Dongfang Jie leading the way with immortal treasures, everything will naturally go smoothly.

Staring at the various silver space storms that could easily tear apart magic weapons outside the passage, Dongfang Jie couldn't help but feel awe-inspiring.

He knew that if he really took the risk of smuggling, he might die!

"I never imagined that we would be able to meet this great fortune and ascend to the Immortal Realm directly with the cultivation base of the early stage of transformation..."

"It's all thanks to the angel!"

……

A group of cultivators flattered and flattered, but Jin Chenzi just laughed and said nothing.

To be able to cultivate to the state of transforming gods in a place where spiritual energy is thin in the lower realm, the spiritual root, perseverance, talent, and opportunity are all unparalleled!

If he can be lured to the fairy world, he may not be able to become a man of the hour in the future.

It is of great benefit to form friendship in advance.

However, there is no need to say these...

"Huh? Why did you arrive so soon?"

Ahead... the end of the space channel emerges.

Jin Chenzi was a little suspicious, so he used the Yaoyue hook to protect himself, and went out.

The boots woven by Tian Yao's silk, stepped on the soft meat blanket, bringing an indescribable tactile sensation.

A drop of warm blood dripped on Jin Chenzi's cheek, causing him to raise his head suddenly.

As far as I can see, it is...

A giant tree made entirely of flesh and blood!

"Blood Moon Demon!"

He shouted loudly, and the Yueyue Hook flew out, but was entangled by flesh and blood tentacles, and the light gradually dimmed.

"This... this is not a fairy world!"

"Not good... I've been tricked!"

When Dongfang Jie and the others walked out of the space passage, their expressions were equally terrified.

In their ears, the strange and incomparable "Taixuan Sutra" sounded again!

They, who had already lost a large amount of their lifespan, were even more difficult to resist the scripture pollution at this time.

"No... I have waited for a thousand years of cultivation, so I just die here?"

A God Transformation Old Demon screamed loudly, manifested a demon body, and attacked the tall mother tree in front of him.

But this mother tree is too huge, even if it is attacked by a demon cultivator, it can't break a single branch...

The atmosphere of despair continued to envelope the crowd.

Snapped!

Suddenly, a tentacles of flesh and blood whipped horizontally, smashing a cultivator who transformed himself into flesh, and blood and flesh splattered all over the sky!

"Sacrifice your life, kill!"

The Confucian student surnamed Nie from the Zhengqi School quickly said something to the phonological jade tablet, and threw the jade tablet into the ascension channel that had been shrunk to the size of a fist.

Then, the ascension passage was blocked by countless flesh and blood, cutting off the last hope of all monks...

……

"The moon is gone..."

In the far west, Aaron toasted to the sky where there were only stars.

"You may win, but I will never lose!"

The main body may not be able to defeat the entire fairy world, but it is actually not too difficult to snatch the control of a small world from the hands of the fairy world.

As early as when he fought against that existence, he secretly corrupted the ascension channel...

And Immortal World was probably disgusted by that 'Blood Demon Ascension Gift Pack', and directly disconnected from this world.

From this level, even Jin Chenzi has become an abandoned son of Wufangzong!

"From today on, I have the final say on where the monks in this small world will go ascension!"

Aaron randomly drew a ceremony of sacrifice and bestowment, and recited the mantra: "Tai Xuan Dao Patriarch... Blood Moon Valley God... Please open the gate of the kingdom..."

And then...

The invisible mist dispersed, turning into a slightly illusory gate.

The door opened with a bang, and a flying hook fell out of it. It was a fairy treasure—the moon invitation hook!

"Is this a fairy artifact?"

Aaron picked up the white jade hook, but did not refine it directly.

With his current strength in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, it would be a bit difficult to refine a Lingbao invisible sword, let alone a fairy weapon-at least after transforming into a god!

"Hmm... Now all the Daqian Huashen are taken away by Jin Chenzi... The main body is also gone... Then this world is mine."

Aaron looked serious.

During this time, through communicating with Ontology, he also knew about Ontology's latest plan!

——Engraving Ceremony!

"It is too weak to engrave the source of a certain mysterious path in a certain world alone..."

"The main idea is to engrave the heavens and worlds...in many worlds, leave my legend and influence...to form an extremely powerful 'engraving ceremony'..."

"In this way, even if my main body fails in the competition between the spirit world and the many commanders, I can be resurrected and reborn in the heavens and worlds at will..."

"Like this world!"

"And in this world, the far-reaching influence of seal cutting has actually been almost achieved... The rest of the maintenance and care tasks need to be completed by me."

After all, this clone is immortal and has unlimited time, so there is no more suitable candidate than him.

"In this case... let's set a small goal first and take control of this world!"

Aaron thought like a serious villain: "The originally suspended plan of the Yaowangzong Ten Hall can be picked up again..."

After all, Daqian's background and accumulated cultivators of transforming spirits have been almost consumed in this wave of red moon disasters.

And the main body shot, and cut off the connection between this world and other upper realms...

The rest is rubbish mopping up time, eat this cake however you want!

"Feel the fear from deceitful ways... Although the red moon is destroyed, deceitful cultivation can never be destroyed, and the poison is endless!"

……

Time flies.

In the blink of an eye, nearly 200 years have passed.

200 years!

For the cultivators of Huashen, it may be just a long-term retreat, but it is enough to make people change the world, and replace more than a dozen generations!

The situation in the world of cultivating immortals and cultivators since this period of time can be described as very bad.

First of all, due to the destruction of the lunar star and the abnormal climate in various places, a large number of mortals fled famine, resulting in a shortage of fairy seedlings with spiritual roots.

In addition, even more terrible disasters are coming one after another!

First of all, the aura declines!

After 200 years of aura degradation, at this time in the world of cultivating immortals, it is more difficult to get started in refining qi, and it is also more difficult to break through the bottleneck. As a result, even in the big work, the Nascent Soul old monster is gradually rare, and the alchemy cultivator can dominate one side ...

But after the decline of the immortal cultivators, another deceitful cultivator group is developing rapidly!

That day...

The sun and the giant tree of flesh and blood were destroyed, turned into countless powders, and scattered in the world!

Originally, the immortal cultivators thought that it was an emissary from the immortal world with powerful magic power, but later they realized that they were so wrong!

The spirituality of 'Red' never dies, it just changes to accompany them in a different way!

The endless 'Blood Moon Powder' drifted across the earth and merged deeply with the human world. 'Red' exists in everything, and all cunning cultivation bases are advancing by leaps and bounds.

Even if a mortal without a spiritual root gets a larger piece of 'shard of the sun', he will grow so fast that even the monks will be dumbfounded!

The impact of the blood moon is far more than that!

Although the destruction of the sun led to the extinction of many species in the mortal world, more strange species were born, which effectively filled the biological chain that was caused by the destruction of the sun before.

Even... the fertility rates of the Human Race and the Monster Race have improved by leaps and bounds.

This barely maintained the population bottom line, and did not really fall to the point of extinction due to natural and man-made disasters!

Among the newborns, there are many "children of the blood moon" who are born with spirituality. They often do not have spiritual roots, but once they embark on the path of cunning cultivation, they are simply talented!

The superimposition of all these factors has led to the prosperity of deceitful ways, but the orthodox way of cultivating immortals has become more and more weak.

There are even incidents of small and medium-sized sects being wiped out by cunning cultivators!

And after those deceitful cultivators succeeded, they finally turned their attention to the Yuanying Sect, and even the immortal cultivating forces, one of the Dagan Nine Great Sects!

The whole land of Daqian is like a powder keg, and all kinds of chaos are on the verge of breaking out!

this day.

Righteous peak, positive valve.

Although there is no longer the grand scene of clouds and dragons around the mountain, Zhengqi Gate is still a giant force in the world of cultivating immortals. There is a big monk in the late Yuanying period and several old monsters sitting in the gate. thriving.

"kill!"

"On this day, the Zhengqi door will be destroyed... This spiritual place is very good, it belongs to us."

A group of grotesque "guilt cultivators" surrounded the gate of Zhengqi Gate, and without saying a few words, they began to attack the mountain guard formation.

Their methods are weird, some perform origami techniques, and some wear painted skins to perform the methods of immortal cultivators.