So What If You've Been Reborn?

"What?" The immortals were startled.

It's no wonder they couldn't believe it. No one could accept such a situation where a catastrophe would come and go in a sudden turn.

"Yu Xianjun, what nonsense are you talking about? It's just a demon flower with a cloudy air! The whole fairy world is so big, how could something happen if it sucks away a little of the fairy world's spiritual energy?"

Not to mention one demon flower, even if there are ten or eight plants, they don't have this kind of ability.

The Immortal World is a place with thousands of miles of mountains and countless peaks. The Tianhe River hangs upside down, and the aura is endless, and no one under the immortal can get close.

"Mr. Yuxian, you are not scared out of your wits by a flower, are you?" Xianjun Lu Ao laughed.

Immortal Hansong was frowning when he suddenly received a sound transmission from a spiritual thought: "This, this seems to be the Nanhe Sect's seizing the sky and sending spirits, but I haven't practiced this skill to a great extent, so I dare not say it."

"Really? Are you sure?" Xianjun Hansong was startled again.

Accidents followed one after another. Originally, it was just Cangjieyuan monsters attacking the fairy world, but now it involved Nanhezong.

"I also hope this is fake, but among all the immortals, I am the only one from the Nanhe Sect, and none of them have learned this technique." Immortal Qinghe spoke eagerly.

"Then what is Yu Xianjun talking about?"

"I don't know!" Immortal Qinghe hurriedly summoned the immortals of the Heluo sect whom he trusted and relied heavily on, and told Immortal Hansong with his spiritual thoughts, "The Nanhe Sect broke the lineage in the small world of Fuchu. I know of all the people who are still alive, none of them has such an exquisite Heaven-Seizing Spirit Art, Good Fortune Yin-Yang Jue! This flower... this Qiantan Bingdilian, is likely to be Sect Master Yang!"

No wonder people couldn't find it, it turned out to be a flower.

Immortal Han Song felt a pain in his forehead, and hurriedly asked: "Did you tell Yun Chen?"

"Yun Chenzi was presiding over the formation, and didn't respond to my divine thoughts."

"Hey, this matter! I have to report to Heavenly Venerable!" Immortal Hansong immediately crushed a jade talisman.

As a result, the jade talisman did not turn into a stream of light and escape, but instead broke into dots of light, which disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Immortal Hansong couldn't sit still anymore.

"what happened?"

"Xianjun, formation, formation!" Shangxian Chengya said tremblingly.

Immortal Hansong immediately looked at the formation outside the Wanpu Valley, the barrier densely covered by vines did not change.

The fairy beard on Chengya was shaking wildly, and he pointed to the sky: "No, no, it's here! Xianjun, are we trapped in the formation?"

Above the flying boats, strange light purple clouds appeared, which were transparent at first, and gradually turned into something like a light curtain, twisting and changing continuously.

Its position is very high and its range is so wide that no immortal found it for a while.

After Immortal Hansong crushed the jade talisman, Chengya Shangxian, who had been calculating, happened to have his spiritual sense follow him around, and only then did he discover something strange.

As the clouds changed, more immortals appeared unconsciously when he raised his head. Immortal Hansong couldn't ask angrily for a while, because he found that he couldn't recognize what the formation was.

He didn't even see that it was a formation at all.

Immortal Qinghe called twice over there, and found that Immortal Hansong ignored him, and was still puzzled, while his confidant, an immortal from the Heluo sect, fell in with both hands and feet: "My lord, The big thing is not good! The hexagram of death! What I see is the hexagram of death!"

Qinghe Xianjun gasped, could it be that the secret of Sect Master Yang was more terrifying than he had guessed?

On the outermost periphery of the flying boat, Master Luo Bo stood holding a sword, and sighed silently. He didn't see Nan Hongzi coming back, and he felt bad. He managed to find a chance in the past two days and slipped away.

As a result, halfway through, I heard that something happened to the formation, and the Cang Jieyuan monster beast came.

He hesitated for a while, and stopped just like that, and found an invisible barrier standing in the distance. He rushed over and tentatively slashed out with a sword. The barrier did not move, but the color changed from transparent to light purple. without a trace.

"Earth veins expanding?" Master Luo Bo began to sweat on his forehead.

The immortals were still in a daze. Even if they looked up and saw the vision in the sky, they thought it was another formation formed by themselves.The immortals were high above the flying boat, and they didn't feel the change in their spiritual sense, and they didn't know anything about it.

The immortals of the Heluo faction did not join Nanxian Tianzun's side.

Yu Xianjun's panic only made them feel absurd. If it wasn't because of their position, they would almost laugh at Yu Xianjun for being cowardly.

"A new fairy world can be created when the pure holy vitality collides with the yin and turbid qi? Then the place where we stand, isn't it going to be destroyed thousands of times every day, and the number of fairy worlds is more than that of small worlds? Haha..."

Lu Ao Xianjun laughed halfway, and his voice stopped abruptly.

Because the sky barrier has changed from light purple to dark brown, the sky suddenly darkened, and Immortal Lu Ao is not blind, so there is no reason why he didn't notice it.

"what happened?"

"Where did this formation come from?"

"Yunchen?!"

From Xianjun Yu's screaming to the present, it was actually only a few breaths of time, just enough for Xianjun Hansong and Xianjun Qinghe to finish talking, Hansong crushed the jade talisman, and Qinghe was surprised to hear the hexagram of death .

In the flying boat shaped like a floating pavilion, Immortal Yunchen, who was dressed in purple and had a transcendent charm, twirled his fingers lightly.

The huge silver roulette hanging in front of him was even more radiant.

"Xianjun, it's not good outside! Xianjun?" The immortal screamed through the sound transmission stone on the door and flowed into the floating pavilion.

The long hair of crow feathers hanging down on the ground turned silvery white one by one, and the aura filled the pavilion. Immortal Yunchen's body was full of power, with a crown and long beard, a graceful and noble phantom flashed, and soon disappeared.

Guanghua emerged from his fingertips and tapped on the edge of the roulette one by one.

Low laughter sounded.

Immortal Yunchen rolled up his sleeves, and the long robe fell to the ground. The intricate patterns on it looked like the sun, the moon and stars, and also seemed to be endless water waves and flames.

He sat still, his neck was slightly tilted back, his eyes were half closed, and a smile appeared on his lips, as if he was listening to something, or waiting for a long-planned pleasure.

The second flower of Qiantan Bingdilian has begun to bloom.

The collision of yin and turbid energy with pure and holy vitality is of course nothing, but it depends on who absorbs these two strands of spiritual energy, and what the essence of the obtained power symbolizes.

"Tianzun, are you not worried at all?"

With a deep voice, a puff of green smoke penetrated the door, and fell to the ground and turned into the Qingci Xianjun in a blue shirt with a feather crown.

"What are you doing here?" Immortal Yunchen raised his eyes.

His expression is kind, but this kind of gentleness does not have the slightest sense of tranquility and remoteness, but makes people shudder.

Immortal Qingci curtly bowed, with a secretive look on his face: "Although the seven immortals of the fairy world are here, they are only half of the power of the fairy world. Not to mention the Beixuan Tianzun, the Nanxian Tianzun is still there, and they will definitely come to destroy it. "

"It's all done, what's the use of him coming?" Immortal Yunchen said lightly.

"Candle Dragon..."

"It's not Candle Dragon."

"This... it is absorbing the vitality of the Holy Spirit, one mistake, what Yu Xianjun said will come true—"

"Do you think the formation outside Wanpu Valley is just a decoration?" Immortal Yunchen looked at the place covered by vines indifferently. Since he knew that Yang Xinyue needed to restore his holy vitality, how could he not do anything.

Take whatever you want.

The more you swallow, the closer you are to death.

"The person Yuan Qingmi asked Xianjun Yu to take in is probably Chen He, Shi Feng..."

Before Xianjun Qingci could finish his words, he was interrupted by Yun Chenzi with a cold glance, he opened his mouth in a loud voice, and finally swallowed the words back.

The changing and distorted clouds outside the pavilion, the blooming Qiantan Bingdilian, and the panicked shouts of people.

Everything is so close yet seems so far away.

Yun Chenzi's eyes gradually turned tired, like a person who has traveled for a long time and finally saw his destination.

——After the joy, what remains is doubts about this difficult journey.

But when Lu came here, he could only welcome the result, and there was no possibility of turning back.

***

"Wait, where's the fish?"

Such a wall that rises from the ground and is full of vines, not only monsters, Nan Hongzi also saw it.

The black dragon crossed the gap, its long body entangled, cautiously did not step forward, its eyes rolled back and forth, groaning silently.Yuan Qingmi wanted to say something, but was swung away by the black dragon.

The monsters were also at a loss, and those who tried to rush over were all caught up in the vines and turned into nothing.

An atmosphere of uneasiness and irritability filled the surroundings.

Shi Feng looked at the wall carefully, and signaled Nan Hongzi to back off, while Chen He said at the same time: "Sea-swallowing beast... Candle Dragon has broken his body."

Those were not vines, they had seen them in the Soul Burial Abyss in the South China Sea, they were the roots of Qiantan Bingdilian, which clung to the cliffs of the abyss, and when they were pulled up, they shattered the sea rocks.

Formation, it won't take long to stop it.

"Something's wrong." Shi Feng said to himself.

Could it be that Yuan Cheng Tianzun just let Yang Xinyue re-form in the fairy world?

The black dragon flew over with a whirring sound, its slender body directly coiled the three of them inside, and Yuan Qingmi also threw Cui Shaoxin in, and then the golden dragon figure appeared.

The figures of the two dragons overlap.

Almost instantly, a golden light burst out from the middle of the vine-like root system.

Two lotus flowers on the root system, one is pitch black, and the other is snow-colored with Tsinghua, facing each other. At the same time, the stamens can be seen, and a gray chaotic eddy has appeared between the two flowers.

Rotating slowly, the petals peel off one by one.

The formation collapsed.

The root system spread out and spread under the flying boat of the immortal.

Countless magic weapons flew towards them, but they fell one after another in the middle, and a large amount of spiritual energy was sucked away, part of it flowed into the dark brown sky, and part of it was swallowed by Qiantan Bingdilian.

Each petal forms a new vortex.

Yu Xianjun's face was ashen.

The sound transmission of spiritual thoughts disappeared, everyone could see this terrifying scene, and see the panicked expressions of their companions or subordinate disciples, but they couldn't hear any sound, and couldn't feel any spiritual power.

At this time, two lotus flowers suddenly soared into the sky, one left and one right far apart.

Half as bright as day, half as dark as night.

Among the scattered roots of Qiantan Bingdilian, there stood a person, holding a small gray cloud-swallowing whale the size of a bowl in his right hand, clumsily curled up.