My understanding is against the heavens, I create a family of villains with longevity.

Puff puff!

Wang Dong held his breath and lowered his hands. An invisible strong wind instantly surrounded him, rolling up piles of dead leaves and weeds.

Chen Zhixing still sat cross-legged, propped up his chin with one hand, blinked and said:

"But you are at the peak of the Immortal Movement, and I have just entered the Immortal Movement Realm. If you win, it doesn't mean anything, right?"

Wang Dong frowned when he heard this, thought for a while and said:

"That's true. If I crush you at the peak of the Immortal Ascension Realm, I won't win with force."

Thinking of this, Wang Dong took a deep breath and said:

"Forget it, then I will fight you with my first-level cultivation of the Immortal Ascension Realm!"

"no need."

Chen Zhixing smiled.

next moment.

boom--! ! !

A majestic and terrifying mental force centered on Chen Zhixing in an instant, as if the sky was falling and the earth was falling, the world was shattering, and it was sweeping down like a tide!

Wang Dong was instantly like a small boat in the turbulent waves of the angry sea, and a great feeling of terror suddenly surged in his heart.

In front of him, everything changed!

A big golden hand, as if blocking the sky and the sun, rushed down towards him!

In front of this giant hand, Wang Dong felt as small as an ant, his soul began to tremble, and he couldn't resist at all!

boom! ! !

That big hand formed by huge pure spiritual thoughts came forward with pressure!

Wang Dong couldn't help but close his eyes, and his heart suddenly rose to his throat.

Take a breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

After ten breaths passed, Wang Dong opened his eyes with a pale face and looked at Chen Zhixing with heavy breathing.

The severe pain of the collapse of the sea of ​​​​consciousness did not come.

in contrast.

That golden spiritual hand blew over his body like a breeze.

"I lost."

Wang Dong lowered his head, his eyes a little dull, confused, and a little lost.

He could feel it very clearly.

The aura exuded by Chen Zhixing was only in the realm of divine movement.

But this divine thought, both in terms of its huge mental level and intensity, far surpassed him by far!

If Xiao Ping hadn't been merciful at the last moment, and that giant hand pressed down, his sea of ​​consciousness would have shattered into powder!

"Is this a talent that breaks the limit?" Wang Dong just clenched his fists, his nails digging into his flesh, oozing out traces of bright red.

This gap made him despair.

"I lost, sorry."

Wang Dong looked up at Chen Zhixing and left in despair.

Originally, he came here in high spirits and made many false remarks outside, hoping to compete with Xiao Ping.

however.

In this fight, he couldn't even survive a single move. How ironic is this?

How could he have the dignity to stay any longer?

Chen Zhixing sat cross-legged on the ground, propped up his chin with one hand, and watched Wang Dong leave lightly and heavily.

He saw it at a glance.

Although this disciple named Wang Dong was not injured, his heart was broken and his energy was completely dampened.

After thinking about it, Chen Zhixing muttered softly:

"I'm sixty years old. In my previous life, I was poor and miserable. I also had self-denial and hard work, my mind was agitated, I fantasized about a white horse in green clothes, and I was full of anger."

"In the end, firewood and rice dampened my spirit, and the years were stained by wind and frost. Old friends in the rivers and lakes all say that life and death are uncertain, so I don't want to laugh at the yellow beams in my dreams."

"Go! Go! Go."

"Look at me going crazy as a teenager. Even though I'm in all kinds of troubles, I should still be able to make great progress and ask for what I want!"

"Come on, come on."

"Don't laugh at me for being powerless. The world is so cold. When you are done with your work, you can have a glass of new wine and talk about the vicissitudes of life!"

Wang Dong, who was gradually leaving, was suddenly shaken as if struck by lightning.

He is very familiar with this poem!

In other words, every practitioner in the world today is very familiar with it!

Because this is written by a legendary great immortal, Jiuling Zhenren!

Jiuling Zhenren has a legendary life, and he only started to embark on the path of spiritual practice when he was sixty years old.

Compared with other realms of great immortality, all kinds of heavenly and divine postures can dominate a great world and finally achieve great immortality in the human world.

This Nine-year-old Master was full of thorns and apprehensions from the moment he started practicing!

He has fought thousands of battles throughout his life, but he has been defeated in almost every battle!

Like a bereaved dog, he was forced to wander and flee in panic countless times.

however.

Despite the hardships in the world, this nine-year-old master has never lost his determination to achieve anything. On the contrary, he becomes more and more courageous as he fights.

When the world looks back in a daze, the nine-year-old master who has become a laughing stock has unexpectedly occupied a high position and achieved immortality in the world!

"I"

Wang Dong's originally dilated pupils gradually regained their energy.

He gave Chen Zhixing a heavy hand and said:

"Been taught a lesson!"

next moment.

Wang Dong turned around and left, his body standing upright again!

A sharp will emerged from him again!

Chen Zhixing waved his hand and closed his eyes again.

This king's temperament is not bad, but it would be a pity if he was ruined just like that.

Sooner or later he will leave this Tianlan Holy Land.

It would not be bad if he could leave a person with a tough mind in this Tianlan Holy Land.

at the same time.

In this small world, Xu Fan's one-man show has officially begun!

"Blue Firefly Fruit!"

I saw three disciples who had just entered the Immortal Ascension Realm. They looked at the bright blue fruit growing between the cracks of a rock and poking out of the branches, and their faces suddenly became happy.

The Lan Ying Fruit is used to strengthen one's cultivation. If placed outside, it can be sold for thousands of spirit stones!

For them, it was an unexpected windfall!

Just when the three disciples looked at each other and were about to grab the Lan Ying Fruit.

boom!

A big hand suddenly crossed the endless distance and grabbed the Lanying Fruit into his hand!

Then, the big hand rolled back.

This blue crystal fruit fell on a handsome young man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes.

"Xu Fan?"

The three disciples looked at him and were slightly startled.

During this period, the most famous person was naturally Xiao Ping, transformed by Chen Zhixing.

And apart from that.

Second only to Xiao Ping, Xu Fan is at the top of his game!

This Xu Fan, who was a casual cultivator, entered Tianlan Holy Land as a fugue cultivator. On the day he entered the Holy Land, he defeated several old disciples one after another and became famous!

Then Elder Fulong personally came forward and accepted him as a disciple. This time, after everyone's approval, he made an exception and allowed Xu Fan to participate in the creation competition of the small world secret realm!

"Xu Fan, this is what we took a fancy to first. If you want it, go find it somewhere else!"

A disciple immediately shouted.

"Innocent."

Xu Fan's face was expressionless. These disciples of Tianlan Holy Land were like flowers in a greenhouse, with hopelessly simple minds.