Violent Cultivation of Immortals through time travel

"Junior Yunmo, I have met senior." Yun Mingyuan saluted this senior honestly, with a respectful attitude.

Xue Liusheng, a monk in the snow-capped mountains, looked at Yun Mingyuan with a cold expression: "Golden Core Stage?"

Yun Mingyuan didn't speak.

Xue Liusheng didn't care about his attitude, but just frowned: "What are you doing here at the Jindan stage? There are many dangers in the snow-capped mountains, so hurry back."

I don't know which family let the younger generation out to mess around.

Xue Liusheng was not in a good mood.

Yun Mingyuan's bone age doesn't seem to be very old, and his cultivation has reached the late stage of Jindan, which vaguely has the meaning of rushing to the peak of Jindan. In his eyes, he is a disciple cultivated by some big family or big sect.

It is one thing that the wild continent behind the snow mountain has a lot of resources, but the other side of the snow mountain has already reached a certain kind of tacit agreement, unless it has reached the Nascent Soul Stage, otherwise it is not allowed to break into the snow mountain.

Otherwise, except for the consequences of things at your own risk.

In this snow mountain, not everyone is as talkative as him.

This disciple was lucky enough to meet her, so he could pretend that he hadn't seen anything.

But... Xue Liusheng overlooked one thing.

He was close to the other side of the snow mountain, that is, the direction of the wild land. Yun Mingyuan didn't have much dusty aura on him, and he came from the wild land at all.

Not to mention that Yun Mingyuan didn't intend to listen to him either.

Yun Mingyuan bowed to Xueliusheng: "This junior is looking for someone, I wonder if senior has seen this person before?"

He stretched out his hand, and an ice curtain appeared in front of him, showing Han Xiumo's portrait.

Xueliusheng's pupils shrank, and the way he looked at Yun Mingyuan suddenly changed.

There are not many monks with ice spirit roots in the cultivation world, and the number of monks who can master ice spells is even less. He has basically seen them all.

The young man in front of him looked calm, and the ice curtain he drew casually was full of powerful ice power.

He didn't know who was still cultivating such a little monster.

The expression he looked at Yun Mingyuan changed.

The realm of comprehension has always been respected by strength, and Yun Mingyuan's impressive strength is naturally qualified to talk to him.

He glanced at the figure on the ice screen and realized that he didn't recognize him, so he shook his head: "I haven't seen it before."

But it doesn't mean that he thinks it's good for Yun Mingyuan to stay in the snow mountain.

"If the person you are looking for is in the snow mountain, they are probably gone. You pack up and leave quickly."

Although Yun Mingyuan is also an ice spirit root, there may be some benefits to practicing in the snow mountain.

But his cultivation base is too low, and accidents are prone to happen, so it's better to leave as soon as possible.

Yun Mingyuan didn't know what Xue Liusheng was thinking, so he frowned: "Thank you senior for reminding me, but if I can't find anyone, this junior will not leave."

He saluted again: "The younger generation bids farewell."

Xue Liusheng looked at the direction Yun Mingyuan left, and pursed his lips.

Forget it, I finally met a junior from Binglinggen, let him help out by the way.

"and many more."

Yun Mingyuan stopped in his tracks, a little surprised: "What advice do you have, senior?"

"Are you sure the person you're looking for is in this snow mountain?"

"determine."

Even if the contract is inaccurate... a small object in Yun Mingyuan's palm is shining red, he will not lie.

Xue Liusheng nodded: "I have some contacts in this mountain, so let's go find them together with you."

Yun Mingyuan was stunned for a moment, this senior... looked cold and indifferent, but unexpectedly he was quite enthusiastic.

If Xue Liusheng knew Yun Mingyuan's evaluation of him, he would probably find it funny.

It was the first time anyone thought he was a good guy.

It's a pity that neither of them is talkative, and Yun Mingyuan won't say what's on his mind.

Xue Liusheng took Yun Mingyuan to find two other guys in the snow mountain who were comparable to the Nascent Soul stage, one of them was a demon cultivator, hovering in the cave, lazily, not wanting to move at all, just like a snow fox , and the other is a demon cultivator, with a bloody aura soaring to the sky, and it can make people feel frightened even if they are far away.

But they are all on the same level as Xue Liusheng. Obviously, the three parties have fought a lot, and they have estimated each other's strength. In addition, Xueshan is more prone to accidents. Since Xue Liusheng has come to say hello, they also There was no intention to embarrass Yun Mingyuan.

——If there is no Xueliusheng, if Yun Mingyuan breaks into their territory, what will happen, I can't say.

Yun Mingyuan also noticed the strength of Yaoxiu and Moxiu, and he was dumbfounded. He knew his own strength well. If he really encountered these two, he would probably have to avoid them.

After leaving the territory of those two, Yun Mingyuan sincerely thanked Xue Liusheng.

Xue Liusheng waved his hand and didn't care.

He offered to help, not for any thanks, but just to see Liexin happy.

It's rare to see a young man with ice spirit roots, if something happens in the snow mountain, he will inevitably worry about it, and as time goes by, he is afraid that he will give birth to demons.

It's better to do whatever you want and do whatever you want.

After saying hello, Yun Mingyuan walked in the snow-capped mountains to find someone, so he wouldn't be attacked secretly by those two.

Xue Liusheng nodded to him, and disappeared in a flash.

Yun Mingyuan understood that Xue Liusheng just wanted to say hello to the other two in the mountain, to show his identity, and also to protect him.

He was grateful in his heart, thinking about what he would use to thank this senior after he found Han Xiumo.

There are two other strong men in the snow-capped mountains, but those two basically don't care about things. No matter what happens outside, they don't care. There is even less need to pay attention to Jindan stage monks like Yun Mingyuan passing by.

Yun Mingyuan also knew that those two extremely powerful seniors probably wouldn't care about others, so he immediately felt relieved.

Han Xiumo was in the snow-capped mountains, and the contract was affected again. He couldn't accurately detect Han Xiumo's position, but he was never the person who put all his eggs in the same basket. Neither the Xianyun Order nor the contract could be used. He also had other ways to find it. Han Xiumo.

The thing with red light in his hand is the cultivation version of the ** that he made.

Illusions can deceive vision and perception, but they may not be able to deceive technology.

Although it still uses the refining method of the comprehension world, it is made of anti-interference technology materials, even in the snow-capped mountains, it still plays a strong role.

He took the locator with red dots and walked deep into the snow mountain.

The further you go into the mountains, the more you can feel the strong spiritual pressure.

That's right, it's spiritual pressure. Excessive spiritual energy can also bring strong pressure. Yun Mingyuan walked less than 100 meters deep into the snow mountain, and found that his breathing became heavy, and his whole body was soaked in sweat.

Those dense spiritual energy that almost condensed into snowflakes fell on Yun Mingyuan's body. He used his kung fu to absorb the spiritual energy as hard as he could, but there was still a steady stream of spiritual energy falling on him.

It was the first time that Yun Mingyuan discovered that the spiritual energy was so strong that it would bring pressure.

His spiritual consciousness spread out, and the deeper he went into the snow mountain, the more he could feel the spiritual pressure getting stronger.

He took a step forward, bent over under the tremendous pressure.

【Ming Yuan, is that you? 】

Supported by the Ice Soul Excalibur, Yun Mingyuan, who avoided falling to the ground in embarrassment, froze for a moment.

[Repair ink?Where are you? 】

【I am here. 】Han Xiumo's voice sounded weak.

[This place is very strange, the spiritual energy is too strong, I am trapped here, and I have not yet adapted to the spiritual pressure here. 】

He had no choice but to get used to the Reiatsu and get out of it if he wanted to leave.

If it were in the past, Han Xiumo would never believe that there is such a place in the world, because there is too much spiritual energy to make people breathless.

These auras are stronger than ordinary spirit springs, and they don't look like normal auras anymore.

Yun Mingyuan smiled.

[That's good, I'm also near here, trapped by Reiatsu. 】

【ah?Are you stuck too?Then run the exercises quickly, maybe you can break through to the peak of Jindan here! 】

Before hearing Yun Mingyuan's voice, Han Xiumo was in a hurry. He had to use his own strength to overcome these spiritual pressures before he could leave here.

But if he didn't hear from Yun Mingyuan, he couldn't help feeling a little worried.

He remembered that in the crack of space, the fire of Nirvana seemed to go crazy suddenly and did not know what it did, separating him from Yun Mingyuan.

If Yun Mingyuan was affected in any way, he...

But after coming here, the fire of nirvana seemed to have disappeared. He could feel the faint breath of the fire of nirvana, but he couldn't find any trace of the fire of nirvana.

When he lost contact with Yun Mingyuan, the fire of Nirvana, Han Xiumo's mind was in a mess, and he didn't even have the time to absorb the spiritual energy around him. He was still lying on the snow mountain, buried under the snow.

Yun Mingyuan found Han Xiumo's voice weak and was anxious.

But there is no other way.

The spiritual pressure here is too strong, every step forward is a huge test for him, and he doesn't know when he wants to walk in front of Han Xiumo.

It is very quiet in the snow mountain.

Only the whistling of the strong wind, the faint sound of blowing on the white snow all over the ground, Yun Mingyuan and Han Xiumo chatted one after another in the sea of ​​consciousness, but in places where they couldn't see each other, they were crazily absorbing spiritual energy, thinking Hurry up to get used to the nearby Reiatsu and see each other.

[By the way, do you know where we have come? 】 Yun Mingyuan said suddenly.

Han Xiumo was taken aback.

【do not know. 】

【We have returned to the wild continent. 】

It took Han Xiumo a little time to realize where the Wild Continent is, and he was a little surprised: [The Wild Continent is actually the place where the Moon-Landing World is located? 】

The former Danshen ruins are becoming more and more mysterious.

【Well, and we have also become the envoys of the Beast God Tribe. 】

【ha? 】Han Xiumo didn't understand.

It is true that the beast god tribe is the tribe the two of them stayed in before, but what does the god envoy have to do with them?Why did he suddenly become an envoy of God?

[There are stone statues of the two of us in the Beast God Tribe, it seems that it has been a while, and now it seems to be more than 1000 years after the time of the barbaric continent we experienced before. 】

【1000 years?No way? 】

Han Xiumo couldn't help thinking, maybe it's because he didn't have enough control over the power of time, which caused the two of them to travel through time and space?

Thinking of the disappearing fire of Nirvana, Han Xiumo was even more worried.

【I'm not sure how many years it was, but I met Ah Shi's descendants, who look quite similar to him. 】

Han Xiumo was silent for a long time.

After a long time, Yun Mingyuan heard Han Xiumo's voice transmission: 【Could it be because of me...】

【Won't. 】

Before Han Xiumo could finish his sentence, Yun Mingyuan interrupted him: [I don't think our current time is wrong, but the time in the Pill God ruins was wrong. 】

Han Xiumo was taken aback.

Although he knew that Yun Mingyuan was just comforting himself, he still couldn't help but feel uneasy.

What if it is true...

However, Han Xiumo couldn't help but roll his eyes at Yun Mingyuan's next sentence, and he didn't think about it at all.

[Besides, if you want to be able to travel through 1000 years of time casually, I don't think the time power you control may not be able to do it. 】

Han Xiumo: "..."

Although there is nothing wrong with what I said, it doesn't sound good no matter how I listen to it, and it makes people a little angry.

Can Yun Mingyuan speak?

Han Xiumo fell into deep thought.

But it is undeniable that because of Yun Mingyuan's words, Han Xiumo also thought about it. How can there be such easy time in the world?

If he could travel through thousands of years at will, wouldn't history be changed at will?is it possible?