The system gives me immortality, and I will eventually become invincible while I’m alive.

He plans to hand it over to the Fu Shi Sect after returning. This sect is indeed good. It has the demeanor of being a model of the righteous way and an example of the immortal way, and its management is quite lenient.

Chen Xun still can't imagine that this sect would do something against heaven with Taiyi Immortal Court. This Futianzun title sounds quite evil, and he doesn't like it that much.

Respecting God is okay.

Sudden.

Chen Xun looked indifferently at the place where the demon corpse was. It was a human-faced bird with a human-like body, like a tree trunk at the end of a pen. It was more than thirty feet tall. It was covered with hair. In this combination, it looked like Quite weird.

It also made him feel uncomfortable inside, starting from the moment he sat at the tea stall.

Chen Xun stepped on the wooden boat and flew there, overlooking the strange human-faced bird that was riddled with holes. It was a middle-stage Hedao demon, and its body was still bleeding.

The body like a tree trunk was gradually peeling off, and the remaining blood flowed out from the bodies of the human monks. Their expressions revealed frightening despair, and they had long since died.

These human monks seem to have not been completely refined, lying in the "human bag" in the belly of this bird.

Chen Xun frowned slightly, but at the end it turned into a big frown.

That disgusting feeling was just like the first time he and the big black bull ran out of the small mountain village to kill someone. It was also the first time he felt that there was such a disgusting creature in this world, the human-faced bird...!

call out.

Chen Xun opened his palms, and the light spot in his palm instantly disappeared into the body of the human-faced bird.

Under this technique, undead spirits are easier to use than living spirits. At least the undead spirits will not resist. Even the soul-searching technique is insignificant in front of this technique.

Reversing the time of death!

boom!

The sea of ​​empty mirrors reappeared, and scenes from the past of the human-faced bird flashed before Chen Xun's eyes.

It was born in a human sac, absorbing the flesh and blood essence of human monks. It does not require sexual reproduction. After it was born, it ate all the human bones in the human sac.

Later, it soared into the sky.

There is the Mengmu Sea Area, close to the Land of Nothingness, and the nests of the human-faced birds are all on the edge of the big world, because they are raising humans in the small realm outside the big world.

This bird actually cultivates the path of seven emotions and six desires!

The human race happens to have such innate conditions, and it is extremely rich. The human-faced bird family chose a small realm that the great immortal cultivators looked down upon and raised the human race here.

There are countless human races in the small realm, including mortal spirits, kingdoms, and immortal cultivating sects.

They don't know the outside world. They only know that in the divine transformation stage, they can ascend to the upper realm, where the immortal path is brilliant, the spiritual energy is vast, and all the realms contend, and they can compete with all races in the immortal path.

However, these news were all created by the human-faced bird tribe.

The genius of the human race in the realm seems to have discovered the ascension scam. They visited the monuments in the realm and were frightened. The 'human-faced fairy bird', the guardian totem of the human race, may not be a good thing!

The shocking truth swept across the powerful human race, making their hair stand on end. Some monks who transformed themselves into gods tried to sneak across the realm, but most of them failed and disappeared completely.

There are also strong people who successfully cross the realm secretly, and they will eventually come back one day.

But when they came to the Three Thousand Worlds, they became even more desperate. The strong human race could be hunted by all the billions of races in the world. They would either die from the food of other races, or be captured for the entertainment of the strong ones.

There is no hope, not a glimmer of hope.

The native human races in the Three Thousand Worlds have even become numb and have long accepted the fate of their race. Even knowledgeable people will find it difficult to make waves in such a terrifying and bloody world of immortal cultivation.

In ancient times, all races lived on blood.

The bloody reality of the past emerged in the sky, and Chen Xun couldn't help but have a trace of despair in his eyes. He seemed to understand the death gazes of those powerful human beings in the realm.

struggle!

He and Da Hei Niu once watched the immortal history of the era when all races were slaughtered, and they still joked there: If they lived in that era, they might have lost their foundation building period.

Now that I see the tragic scene of the human race in ancient times, it turns out that these words are not funny at all...

And the human race is not the only race that has become the blood of all races. There are also too many small races that no one cares about. They died in the vast mountains and fell into the boundless sea.

Even in the history of immortality, and even in later generations, no one mentioned it, and it was silently turned into the dust of the times.

The human race may just be lucky enough to have a human emperor Ji Jiuxiao appear, but other blood-eating races do not have such good luck, and they have been exterminated by the race, and they have been eliminated from the world.

hum!

The sky disappeared, and Chen Xun's face was calm, as calm as death.

"The human-faced bird." He murmured, and waved his hand to burn the human-faced bird into ashes, along with the bones of the human monks scattered out of the man's bag.

In the void, the black lotus that absorbed the blood, flesh, muscles and bones of countless demons slowly emerged. It was a monstrous violent energy, which was completely different from the real Chen Xun!

A man dressed in black clothes stood tall on the land where the sea of ​​blood was rising and falling.

"You can grudge and grudge as you please, which is the benefit of this ancient era, haha..."

Chen Xun's eyes showed a trace of ferociousness, "It is the fault of you, the human-faced bird clan of the three thousand worlds, to displease me."

What Futian will do in the future.

But it has nothing to do with his Five Elements Dao Ancestor!

The words have not yet fallen.

Chen Xun stepped into the Tower of Babel, and the recording stone tablet was still the same as before. Under the cover of the essence of all things, it was completely unable to record Chen Xun's energy.

As for the speed of time in the Tower of Babel, Chen Xun can now clearly see it at a glance.

In the current era, it was ten to one, in the era of massacres of all races, it was twenty to one, but in ancient times, it was thirty to one!

Chen Xun could clearly sense that the way of retracing time that he realized outside the Tower of Babel was far from being a prototype, and could not even arouse the breath of time.

Nowadays, it can only be used to explore the past of undead souls, as a detective technique.

During this trip to the Tower of Babel, he not only wanted to regain his true strength and get back Tianyuan, but he also wanted to climb to the top of the Tower of Babel, explore the secrets of heaven and earth, and perfect this avenue that could transcend the system.

The first floor of Babel Tower.

It is still the scene of destruction of heaven and earth, chaos, natural disasters coming to the world, just like the chaos in Taiyi Jiuzhou, the wind and rain are not smooth.

But it is quite obvious that this scene of natural disaster is far more terrifying than the first floor of the Babel Tower in the modern era. Without the strength of the Void Refining Stage, it is completely impossible to proceed.

Chen Xun destroyed the world with his palm and began to charge forward.

However, every time he reached the tenth floor, he would go back and forth crazily inside and outside the Babel Tower, picking up all the wool in the fairyland. Ten thousand channels in the void of the Babel Tower would burst into strange sounds, and there would be a feeling of the heaven and earth collapsing.

The various avenues contained in Chen Xun's body are slowly recovering, and the heavy injuries he suffered in the East Wasteland have a chance to recover under the nourishment of the heaven and earth fairyland.

Before Taiyi Immortal Court was truly established.

He will be so powerful in the three thousand worlds of this ancient era that the hearts of all races will tremble, he will be so powerful that he will be invincible, and he will destroy all living beings under his control.