Chu Yunfei's words made Xiao Wenxing feel extremely dignified.

In Chu Yunfei, what she sees is always self-confidence, always invincible, she has almost never seen Chu Yunfei care so much about something, let alone Chu Yunfei's expression as if he was facing a great enemy.

Although Chu Yunfei's face was still the same now, she could sense that Chu Yunfei attached great importance to this matter, and these so-called alien races from the Starry Sky Universe obviously had the strength and heritage that both Chu Yunfei had to fear.

"I understand flying!"

Xiao Wenxing nodded heavily.

"During the time you are away, I will do my own thing and wait for you to come back!"

Chu Yunfei smiled softly and stroked Xiao Wenxing's head, it was precisely because of the existence of these people he cherished that he needed to work harder to find a way to improve his strength more quickly.

What he wanted to do was not to fight against the Demon Punishment Sect, let alone to be a saint to stop the war.

This divine war that is about to break out, just like Zhao Dingtian said, is an opportunity given by the people of the Demon Punishment Sect to the earth's martial cultivators, and the earth's top martial cultivators can't interfere with this opportunity in order to be able to enter the Dao and cultivate immortals, and it has nothing to do with him.

But what he wants to ensure is that in this divine war, he has enough ability to protect his relatives and lovers.

If his strength was not strong enough to fight against the extraterritorial cultivators who were about to descend on the Demon Punishment Sect, then he would not be able to protect the people around him.

Next, Chu Yunfei accompanied Xiao Wenxing for three days in the Xiao family manor, and the two lingered for several nights, completely releasing the passion in their hearts, and then on the fourth day, he finally embarked on the road of seeking a higher level.

With the current speed of the earth's spiritual energy recovery, it will only take half a year at most to return to its peak state, and the fastest way to improve its strength in half a year is to find the corresponding heavenly and earthly treasures, or the many blessed land ruins that were once left on the earth by those extraterritorial monks.

Everywhere he knows, there should be blessed land ruins left by former extraterritorial cultivators in the Western Demon Caves and small worlds, and among these ruins, there are often many materials that only belong to the immortal cultivation realm remaining, which have an absolute effect on the growth of his strength.

As for the Western Demon Cave, last time because of the appearance of Tuoba Youshun, he only walked through the outermost part of the Western Demon Cave once, and he had not yet penetrated into it.

In the small world, he has already seen the outer gate and the middle gate among the four major gates, and there are not many outstanding points, and all that is left is the most mysterious inner door and Xuanmen.

He planned to visit the Western Demon Cave and the Small World in the next time, looking for all the resources that could improve his strength.

"Last time, the Western Demon Cave only went to the periphery, this time, let's go to the Western Demon Cave first!"

The Western Demon Cave, you must have a map to find the way to enter, that is because the Western Demon Cave has always existed in space, changing coordinates all the time.

And the last time Chu Yunfei entered, he had already left a divine energy imprint in the Western Demon Cave, no matter how the location of the Western Demon Cave changed, he could clearly know where it was.

He simply went back to Chu's house to explain, and then embarked on the journey to Western Europe.

At the time when Chu Yunfei left Huaxia, a 10,000-year-old snow-capped mountain located on the Tibetan edge of Huaxia suddenly collapsed.

Countless abundant aura rushed from the inside of the snow-capped mountain to the outside, forming a snow lotus flower conceived by the aura, blooming in the sky, like a wonder of the world.

As soon as the snow lotus opened eight petals, each piece had a different shape, and the aura it emitted was also disorderly, and even the eyes began to change behind it, and an extremely terrifying threat suddenly swept away, shaking the sky out of a gap, and the space collapsed.

As a result, several snow-capped mountains around it were affected and began to collapse in large areas, and many aborigines near this snow-capped mountain knelt on the ground and prayed sincerely, begging the Tibetan gods for forgiveness and stopping the wrath of the gods.

But the collapse of the snow-capped mountains is still irreversible, stretching for dozens of miles, a hidden hell, all of which have fallen into devastation.

At the same time, in the Potala Palace on the edge of Tibet, an old man with a thin figure suddenly opened his eyes.

The moment he opened his eyes, his withered arms and legs began to swell visibly, and the flabby facial muscles were also full and swollen again, as if they were rejuvenated, and in just one minute, from an old man with a thin face to a sturdy middle-aged monk.

He was wearing a divine robe, and when he opened his eyes, many red-clothed monks below were all shouting a trumpet, and their eyes were shining with incomparably reverent light.

"His Holiness is back in the world and welcomes His Holiness back!"

These monks who seem to be detached from the ** and the mundane, but at the moment they are facing the middle-aged monk with their hands folded, as if they have seen the real Buddha in the world, and they are extremely pious.

This middle-aged monk dressed in a divine robe is the living Buddha of the Tibetan border, a peerless master comparable to the dragon lord and others, the Red Sun Dharma King.

His Holiness the Red Sun has been sitting in meditation here for hundreds of years, and he has never taken a single step, not even a single move.

Even if the vitality of heaven and earth recovered, it never made him have any reaction, and the old monk was always settled, but at this moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and woke up.

He nodded slightly to the monks below, then swept his gaze into the distance.

When the monks looked up again, they realized that the Red Sun King had disappeared.

On the Tibetan side, a red light swept across the sky, piercing through the space and disappearing into the distance.

At the place where the iceberg erupted, a huge avalanche came from the sky, and several residents of the villages who were relatively close to the village, looking at the snow storm that came from the white expanse and fell like a flood, turned pale and fell into despair, and could only struggle and pray, praying for the blessing of the gods.

"Wow!"

Just as the avalanche was about to flood the village, a red light flew in, and they saw a figure appear in front of the huge snowstream.

That figure was just a nudge with one hand, and a huge handprint of hundreds of zhang shone with golden light, bombarding the snow stream.

The avalanche current, which carried a monstrous force, was actually beaten by this handprint, and it stopped flowing.

The figure blocked the flow of snow, and with a grasp of the palm of his hand, countless rock formations burst out of the ground and piled up high, forming a wall of high strength, blocking the rest of the snow from the village.

"It's a god, it's a god!"

Countless villagers exclaimed in surprise and bowed down to that figure reverently.

The person who blocked the avalanche was naturally the Red Sun Dharma King who had just arrived.

He ignored the prayers of the villagers, but turned his eyes to the snow lotus flowers hanging high in the sky on several snow-capped mountains.

"Heterogeneous, eight-sided exquisite!"

Seeing this other shape, the snow lotus condensed by aura, this supreme master, his expression was calm, and his tone was full of solemnity.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, a great earthquake trembled, and the huge snow lotus, with eight petals superimposed inward, and finally, turned into a complete flower bud.

The flower buds fluctuated slightly, gradually condensing into a human shape, revealing a young man with a face like a crown of jade.

The boy looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old, fair-skinned, with a long figure, and was dressed in a white robe.

As soon as he appeared, he looked at the Red Sun Dharma King, grinning, and his smile seemed to be evil.

"Red Sun, a thousand years are gone, your cultivation has grown!"

The Red Sun King folded his hands and shook his head slightly, with a sigh in his words.

"Ba Linglong, you're back after all!"