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Immortal.

Don't look at these things being everywhere in the prehistoric times, Long Er and his eldest sister would even despise a monk from the Phoenix clan as a true immortal.In modern times, in a big world like Yunmengze, Daojun is already the top combat power, and going up, only those forces that can take several big worlds into their pockets can support a real one. fairy.

Among the real immortals that people can confirm, one is the ancestor of the Luban Shenmen, one is the genius of the Kunlun sect, and one is the genius of the Phoenix clan who drives the Caifeng Escort Bureau.

In addition, several great worlds have joined together to form the Demon Realm. It is said that the Demon Saint who has not been heard from for a long time is also one.

It is said, it is said.

Just like some countries are said to have nuclear weapons.

For the monks in the realm of comprehension, the island master Yunmeng Zedong is not a person born out of nowhere.There are historical materials to test the origin of this lineage, their sacrifices, and even the uniqueness of being unable to find a partner and never being able to break through to the Nascent Soul, etc., in the double major education courses that have been popularized in many sects. It is a sad example as a negative teaching material.

In addition, each generation of island owners has a strong temperament and a lot of money. Compared with other examples in the dual education course, the frequency of this example of Donghuangdao is not generally high.

So many people know that there is a Donghuang Island in the Yunmengze Great World, and it is very hard to guard the Great Seal of Ghosts and Creatures. Because they can't find a Taoist partner, they have a short life, and they still can't successfully break through from Jindan to Nascent Soul.

Now, this generation of Donghuang Island Masters has found a Taoist companion and successfully broke through to Nascent Soul.

Donghuangdao's 1-year cognition of being single has been broken!

If this wasn't enough for them to be shocked, in less than half a year, Cang Cangzi's realm has soared to the level of a real immortal... Even if you count the years of different time flow in the secret realm, this speed is too fast!

There was a moment of silence in the live broadcast room, and one person said: "Are you kidding? True immortals can't be fed just by feeding them with spiritual energy. Among other things, the disadvantages of Donghuangdao's "Congenital Sun Zhenyi Jing" can be repaired until The Taoist Lord is as high as the sky, a true immortal..."

There was another silence in the barrage.

There is no need to guess the reason why Donghuangdao's major is against the sky. Soon, many viewers have similar answers in their hearts.

Another person muttered to himself: "Hong Huang..."

The prehistoric scene is different now after all.

I don't know if there was a problem in the battle between heaven and earth or what happened. After the prehistoric world was broken, even the true immortal Jinxian Da Luo Jinxian who didn't die on the battlefield also gradually weakened.After the great world that had been transformed into many secret realms and fragments of the Great Desolation stabilized and a new order was established, people realized that they hadn't heard the news of those mighty powers for a long time.

The true immortals that exist today are all cultivated after the prehistoric world was broken.In order to adapt to the new world, those exercises and minds handed down from the prehistoric times had to be changed again and again.

Among them, the reason why the way of heaven disappears and the way of greatness competes cannot be said.In short, before the network spread day and night, not only Zhongzhou, but the entire world of cultivation and inheritance was relatively sluggish.

As long as it is a monk, who has never dreamed of the prehistoric world where there are countless mysterious skills and spells, and geniuses and treasures are thrown on the ground and no one picks them up?

But in the end, they live in the present, and their path lies in the future.

Suddenly, I don't know how many people watched Cang Cangzi's live broadcast with emotion.

Cang Cuizi only made one move, then let go of his hand and lowered his hands. The ghosts surging from the opening of the crack, and even the ghosts in the passageway of the crack, were all annihilated by his punch.

The earthlings who were too low-level did not see the information contained in this punch, they only knew that Cang Cuizi was an extremely high-ranking monk who could hardly be compared to the earth monks for the time being.They marveled at the power of this punch for a while, but they didn't delay them from continuing.

All the formations in all directions have been set up, only the last formation is missing.

Captain Zhang held a [-]-sided dice in his hand. The material of the dice looked like diamonds, and the length of each cutting line was the same. It reflected the slowly fading firelight between Cang Cangzi's palm and brow, which was incomparably bright.

The thing was about the size of a football, smooth and flawless.If the soldiers present hadn't watched it take shape, they probably wouldn't have believed it. From the selection of materials to the completion of refining, Captain Zhang's subordinates created this perfect artwork in less than 10 minutes.

Cang Cangzi stopped, and Captain Zhang, who had been prepared long ago, threw his eyes upwards.

The monk's arm strength is extraordinary, and it is conceivable that the next moment, the twenty-sided dice passed through the crack, and its twenty sides of equal size pulled the twenty legs around it, just like buttons and buttonholes on clothes, tightly fitting Locked together tightly, betting on the crack exit.

Captain Zhang's action was very timely, because just before the "button" passed through the "buttonhole", people under the crack heard a strange gurgling sound.

And, and—

A whistling sound seemed to be intercepted from a certain past, brimming with anger.

"Nuwa...Taiyi! This is not the end! Heaven never dies, and Gu never loses!"

- Click.

The "button" is closed.

The space that was torn apart merged. With the self-healing power of the world, this crack will always heal.

Unlike Yunmengze, in the previous battle, the rift was too long and too big. No matter how to remedy it, Donghuangdao had to be left to guard it.

Ghosts and demons only appeared after the Great Desolation was shattered. Before that, practitioners did not distinguish between good and evil, nor immortals and demons. Restlessness may cause true qi to go astray, but there is never such a thing as madness.

Regarding the origin of the ghost, many people who watched the live broadcast had guesses.They were about to discuss it through the bullet screen, when Cang Cuizi, who had been silent since hearing the whistling, raised his hand.

The picture captured by the live broadcast jade slip moves and rises accordingly.

Cang Cangzi closed the live broadcast room without saying hello.

Tens of millions of live viewers: "...!!!"

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When the crack is plugged, the message that comes through is not to be taken lightly.

Unable to breathe a sigh of relief, the on-site commander hurriedly reported the situation, but when he was instructed by his superiors to ask him to inquire about the distinguished guest, the commander had a bitter face, and his legs did not want to approach Cang Cuizi at all.

The Taoist man wearing a golden feather cloak has a gloomy aura around him, so the golden feathers woven into cloth are also dimmed and covered with a layer of dust.

At this time, no matter who makes a move, he has a premonition that he will step on a landmine.The commander who stayed behind did not dare to step forward, and kept urging his deputy through the tactical panel.

The deputy... the deputy didn't dare.

The deputy hesitated and hesitated, and even the more than 100 people including Captain Zhang withdrew without daring to say hello, and then stepped forward and asked, "Mr. Ying..."

"Where should it be parked?"

Asked Cang Cangzi who raised his head suddenly.

Then, without an assistant to answer, relying on the connection between Taoist companions, Cang Cangzi left in an instant.

When Ying Bo woke up, it was already three days later.

On the bed, he opened his eyes suddenly, stared at the ceiling for a while, and found that it was his dormitory in Longzhou, then slowly regained consciousness and closed his eyes again.

After closing his eyes for a while, Ying Bo realized something was wrong, opened his eyes again, and turned to look at the bedside.

In the quiet midnight, a black figure stood beside the bed with golden eyes shining.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this next development should lead to horror and suspense, but Ying Bo just glanced at it for a moment, then closed his eyes again.

The drowsy drowsiness just now had vanished, and Ying, who had woken up, lay on the bed, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, and observed the injuries in his body with his inner vision.

In the early stage of Jindan, it was very risky, and he almost had to fall back to Foundation Establishment.

Before coma, the injury was much better, but it was not time to feel relieved.Now that I am awake, I should run my mental method in conjunction with healing to consolidate my cultivation, so as not to continue to drop my realm.

But Ying Bo didn't do that. After confirming the injury, he immediately frowned and looked at the motionless black figure beside the bed.

"What's wrong with you?" Ying Bo asked.

The black shadow—Cang Cuizi shook his head, but did not explain.

Ying Bo lifted the quilt, stood up, tugged the sleeves of the hospital gown he was wearing in disgust, and turned on the lamp on the bedside table.

The warm yellow light can dispel the darkness, but it cannot dispel the chill between Cang Cuizi's eyebrows and eyes.Stepping on his slippers, Ying Bo took two cups of water, heated the water with a formula, and brought it to Cang Cuizi.

Cang Cangzi subconsciously took it, but held it in his hand without drinking.

Ying Bo stared.

"I'm a wounded man. When I woke up, I didn't have any hot water to drink, so I had to do it myself. That's fine, why didn't you drink when I brought you water?"

Cultivators don't need to replenish water every day like ordinary people. In the cultivation world, there is no habit of visiting patients to feed water to wounded patients. Feeding pills is almost the same.The frowning Cang Cangzi couldn't laugh or cry when he heard the words, knowing that it was Ying Bo's kindness, he could only take a sip of the hot water in the cup.

The hot water that slipped into the throat flowed into the internal organs, slightly warming the frozen tongue.Feeling better to drink at this time, Ying Bo put down his glass, put his arms around Cang Cuizi's neck, first kissed the corner of his lover's lips moistened by hot water, and then stuck out his tongue, reaching for the jaw.

It was a kiss full of comfort without desire, and the movements of the two were very gentle, except that Ying Bo bit Cang Cuizi's lower lip hard when they parted, leaving a red mark on it.

He fell back on the bed, hooked Cang Cangzi's knees with his feet, and said carelessly, "It's just Hongjun, what's there to be afraid of?"

Cang Cangzi was taken aback.

"You knew already?"

"I know more than you know." Ying Bo introduced the grievances between Heavenly Dao and Dao Dao in a few words, and in Cang Cangzi's fluctuating expression, he pulled him onto the bed, stretched out his hand to smooth the marks between his brows, and said, "Is there any ghost that is not defeated by you? People in the Sun Dynasty have such solemn faces, what do you want others to think?"

"That's Hongjun after all..."

Cang Cangzi said helplessly.

"Hongjun is dead, at least Emperor Hongjun, who is the head of the ancient gods, is dead. God knows what is left behind. I don't believe that things like ghosts are rational. Make yourself look like that scumbag." Ying Bo pressed Cang Cangzi on the bed, looked him up and down, and said, "Instead of worrying about those, you might as well worry about us—you should return to Yunmeng when your cultivation has recovered. Zedang is the savior. We are about to have a long-distance relationship again, and you have the time to worry about things that are far away."

Cang Cuizi watched his movements.

Slowly, the chill between his brows disappeared, and he smiled.

"Then... what does Master Ying think I should think?"

Ying Bo sat down on Cang Cuizi's belly, raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

"You take it off? I take it off?"