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

Half a year later, An Yunguo.

This country's national power is quite strong, and its area is almost the same as that of Qian State, but slightly smaller. Anyun State is divided into seven major regions.

It is a giant like one of the surrounding countries, because there are three major sects in charge of this country, all have golden elixir monks sitting in charge, and the mortal emperor is like a puppet.

Zeping Prefecture is a prefecture close to the borders of various countries, and it is also the largest prefecture.

Fucheng, Yinyu City.

In a rather dark corner, a man with a black turban on his head and a black scarf was laughing.

There was a big black cow squatting next to him, also grinning.

This man has a weathered face and a rather terrifying demeanor, and he is definitely not a good person at first glance.

Most of the people outside the corner were wearing turbans. The wind and sand here were too strong and often ravaged the city. Only immortals could resist.

However, they all had fear in their eyes. Every city lord in the country was an immortal cultivator. If they collided with them, they would be crippled at worst, or killed at worst.

"Old Niu, only now that we come out do we realize how chaotic it is outside!"

Chen Xun pulled down the half-covered face scarf and spat, "These immortal cultivators must all be treated as evil cultivators if they want to be in Qian Country."

"Moo~~" The big black cow also spat. Along the way, there was either a war going on at the border, or people exposing their bodies in the wilderness everywhere.

Immortal cultivators in these countries do not reason with mortals at all. If they are hit, they will die. It can be described as indiscriminate killing.

They have been in Qian Country for so long, and they have ten major immortal sects managing and coordinating them, but they have never seen anyone so arrogant.

"Sir, I know why the top ten immortal sects don't expand here."

Chen Xun snorted coldly, "It was a mess after taking over. All countries have feuds and it's very chaotic."

"Moo~" Da Hei Niu nodded as if he understood. Anyway, what the elder brother said was right.

"Let's start with the Diaomao Sect and the Qingchi Sect."

Chen Xun slowly pulled out a mountain axe, with a cold look in his eyes, "Old Niu, squat down and show them what professionalism is."

"Moo~" Anger flashed in the big black bull's eyes and he snorted.

The two figures disappeared instantly, and a trace of anger was still lingering in place for a long time.

When they came to Anyun Kingdom, they followed five immortal cultivators in the foundation-building stage. They escorted dozens of crying women on the road, all of whom were common people with spiritual roots.

In the end, it was discovered that it turned out to be a human trafficker or a furnace. Chen Xun and Da Hei Niu didn't say anything, and started "hoeing the strong and supporting the weak". This is an evil practice!

The merit book was scratched a few times by the big black cow, and he took out the storage bag and brushed it away without leaving any trace.

The women cried loudly and knelt down to thank everyone. Being used as a furnace was unbearable torture, more painful than death.

Because of the chaos in all countries, they live a little more clearly than the people of Qian Country.

The furnace cauldron is not comparable to that of a maid, and no woman in her right mind would do this.

Then they scattered and fled, not knowing who would save them. They just wanted to survive in the troubled times.

Chen Xun and Da Hei Niu were also quite satisfied with the result of supporting the weak. They got a lot of maps and information, as well as 20,000 low-grade spiritual stones.

All other useless things were destroyed, and they also found out that they were actually disciples of the sect, the Qingchi Sect.

Qingchi Sect is one of the three major sects in Anyun Kingdom. It is said that there is the shadow of Mo Yuxuan behind them.

These three major sects are also indifferent to human affairs. As immortal cultivators, many disciples are specialized in some shameful activities.

For example, people with spiritual roots are sold to some families, and women with spiritual roots are sold as furnaces for some monks. The spiritual stones earned are also quite huge profits.

And this kind of world of immortality completely subverted the imagination of Chen Xun and Da Hei Niu, as if it was not the same world as Qian Country.

It is completely a barbaric place with no rules, no jurisdiction, where the weak eat the strong. It can no longer be called a world of immortality.

However, where there is darkness, there is also light. The Moon Tower specializes in retaliating against this matter. The Western Elephant League sometimes issues rewards. The more you repair, the more you go back? !

Mo Yuxuan also spoke directly and would never condone this matter, but he didn't know it secretly.

These three major forces are also competing in various countries, and the chaos of many small countries is inseparable from their shadows. They are not as stable and united as the top ten immortal sects.

But the people at the bottom are still suffering the most. After more than 20 years, they may have to change their clothes and usher in a new dynasty.

After May.

In the westernmost part of Zeping Mansion, the terrain here is quite complex, with numerous hills and dense forests, and swamp miasma often appears.

Farther away is a vast expanse of high mountains and ridges, covered in mist and mist. No mortals who entered could come out. I heard they all died inside.

The spiritual energy here is quite concentrated, and there are many rare spiritual herbs and spiritual beasts growing there.

But how could such a treasure land be allowed to be touched by others? The leader of the Qingchi Sect occupied it and wiped out several small sects. No monks dared to come here at will.

Nowadays, most of the great monks from various countries have gone to the northern part of Wu Kingdom, and the Qingchi Sect has also declined a lot, and is no longer as lively as before.

Only the sect leader and two middle-stage Jindan monks who were about to be enthroned sat inside.

Today, the leader of the Qingchi Sect, Qin Xianqin, is walking in the air. His face is pale, with a faint hint of cyan, and his expressionless face is indifferent.

Qin Xianqin had just returned from a gathering place where the heads of the three major sects had gathered together every month since the beginning of the exploration to discuss the current situation in the northern part of the Wu Kingdom.

But I was quite unsure, and the news came back quite slowly.

"Hey, if the strength is greatly reduced, all countries will be in turmoil."

Qin Xianqin's brows were filled with a hint of sadness, "My position in the Qingchi Sect may be in danger."

Unknowingly, he stepped into a layer of fog and didn't realize anything was wrong around him.

"Who?!"

Qin Xianqin was shocked, and it took him a while to realize why the surrounding scene was not familiar to him, "Which fellow Taoist is pretending to be a ghost here?!"

All of a sudden.

Two powerful pressures came, and the surrounding spiritual energy collapsed. The magic power in Qin Xianqin's body suddenly came to a standstill. His complexion turned the color of pig liver, and his eyes were filled with horror.

This is definitely the suppression of mana in the body at a huge level difference. It may be strong or weak. He has seen the ancestor of Nascent Soul take action, and it feels like this kind of suppression!

The two fierce bandits stood in the foggy formation with cold eyes. They had been here for several months and had already set up their formations. They also prepared a cave underground, which was a treasure trove of land.

Black Bull sneak attack!

Without saying a word, the big black cow dropped the head of a big black coffin from the sky and asked the immortal to enter the coffin. This would make it easier to reason.

boom……

Qin Xianqin's eyes flashed with confusion, and a black object suddenly covered his body, giving him no time to react.

"Fellow Taoist, I am the leader of the Qingchi Sect. If you have offended me in any way, please forgive me!!"

Qin Xianqin's eyes widened. He was surrounded by endless blackness. He couldn't even detect his consciousness. He was still wrapped in death energy!

A sense of despair and suffocation continued to erode his heart. In this short period of time, he thought about all the enemies of his eighteenth generation ancestors.

For a moment, he felt that he was sinking continuously, the magic power in his body was completely suppressed, the golden elixir was dim, and even the magic weapon of his life could not be sacrificed.

Rumble…

Under the ground.

The two black figures grinned and squatted for March. They had clearly figured out this person's travel patterns and the surrounding formation defenses.