A few days later, an astonishing piece of news, like a raging storm, spread to every corner of the Northern Netherlands.

"The person who ascended the Ninefold Heavenly Ladder, the Divine Bow Full Moon, and just became the Ethereal Holy Son, is actually the boy who suppressed the martial arts god body and Xiaopeng King Zhou Tong under the underground of Kunpeng's current world!"

"The ancestor of the Zhou family made a move, and the ethereal Holy Son Spirit Sea was shattered, and now he is a wasted person!"

"It is rumored that the physique of the Ethereal Holy Son is the same as that of the God King Ling Changkong who amazed an era 100,000 years ago, no wonder even the divine body was suppressed by him!"

"Outside the Yaochi Immortal Palace that day, the Ethereal Holy Son didn't know what means were used, the spirit body of the ancestor of the Zhou family was killed, and there was news in the Zhou family, and now the ancestor of the Zhou family has greatly reduced his cultivation!"

"It's amazing!The ancestor of the Zhou family is a strong saint, the existence of the great power in the world, even if it is just a spirit body, the cultivation is far from being comparable to the strong people in the creation realm, I didn't expect that the ethereal holy son would be able to kill his spirit body, how could he do it?!"

"With the same physique as the God King Ling Changkong, suppressing the Divine Body, Xiaopeng King Zhou Tong and other contemporary immortal talents, it should have been amazing to the world, but unexpectedly, before it has completely grown up, it will die young, and now, the Ethereal Palace is afraid that it will go crazy!"

"It's a pity, if it weren't for that, a few years later, the Ethereal Holy Son would sweep through the same generation, suppress the powerhouses, the divine body Wu Lingfeng, Xiaopeng Wang Zhou Tong and others, I'm afraid it will be difficult to resist, but now, the spiritual sea is completely destroyed, even if there is a peerless physique, it will eventually be drowned in the long river of the times. ”

As soon as the news came out, the whole world was shaken, and some people couldn't help but feel sorry for Mo Wuchen.

The physique of the god king, ancient and modern, in the long history of the land of the North Underworld, the most amazing emperor is Ling Changkong 100,000 years ago, his body is holy, and the world calls it the body of the god king.

100,000 years later, in the land of the Northern Underworld, there was finally a young genius with the same physique as Ling Changkong, who should have been peerless, rising strongly, and stunning the world, but unexpectedly, before the rise, he was strangled in the cradle, which is really regrettable.

And as time passed, this news, like a raging storm, swept through every corner of the Northern Netherlands.

Ten days later, in the land of the Northern Underworld, there was another big earthquake, and everyone in the world was shocked, and the Ethereal Holy Venerable, the powerful person of the world, descended on the Zhou family!

"The Ethereal Holy Venerable, a strong descend on the Zhou family, the Zhou family's door was completely destroyed, countless casualties were killed, and the entire family was within a radius of a hundred miles, collapsing three feet!"

"The spirit body of the ancestor of the Zhou family was beheaded, and his cultivation was greatly reduced, he was no longer the opponent of the Ethereal Saint Venerable, if it wasn't for the use of the Zhou family's imperial soldiers to shock back the strong enemy, I am afraid that the whole clan would have already been stained with blood!"

"In the past 10,000 years, there has never been a scene of the strong of the Holy Venerable fighting, the battle that day, earth-shattering, within the Zhou family, those clansmen who cultivated to be weak were directly annihilated into slag by the fluctuations emanating from the battle, which is really amazing!"

......

The land of the Northern Underworld is completely chaotic, and everything that has happened during this period of time has caused a great sensation.

However, at this moment, Mo Wangchen is completely unaware of what is happening in the outside world.

At this moment, he was lying quietly on a big bed, the blood stains on his body had long been wiped dry, but his breath was weak, and his face was still as pale as snow.

Beside her, a little girl with tears in her eyes waited here for an unknown amount of time.

"Hmm!"

In his deep sleep, Mo Wuchen's fingers flicked, and then his brows were furrowed, and cold sweat was all over his face, as if he had had a long nightmare.

"Big brother!"

The little girl, who was Yaoyao, saw Mo Wuchen swish, sat up from the bed, she was startled, but after the fright, her face was crying with joy, and she hugged Mo Wuchen.

"Yaoyao ......"

Mo Wuchen was stunned for a moment, the memory in his mind finally gradually turned back, his lips were dry, his face was as white as snow, and his weak hand stroked Yaoyao's little head.

"How long have I slept?" he asked.

Yaoyao raised her head, there were still tears in her eyes, and she cried, "For a long, long time!"

How long is it?

Mo Wuchen smiled bitterly, he only felt that Yaoyao didn't seem to have any concept of time.

"Are you alone?" Mo Wangchen asked, his eyes looking around, but he couldn't see the figure of the Ethereal Saint Venerable.

"Hmm!"

Yaoyao nodded and continued, "That day I was playing in the forest with my grandfather, and he said that he heard Xiaohong's cry, and then left, and not long after, he came back with Xiaohong, and the eldest brother was already unconscious on Xiaohong's back. ”

Xiaohong is naturally the name Yaoyao gave Luan Feng.

"Grandpa said that my brother might die, Yaoyao was so scared, but fortunately my brother woke up. When she said this, a happy smile appeared on Yaoyao's face again.

"Where's Grandpa?" Mo Wangchen asked.

Yaoyao shook her head, "After grandpa brought you and Xiaohong back that day, he was very angry, it was the first time I saw him so angry, it was so scary, and then grandpa left, I don't know where he went." ”

Hearing this, Mo Wuchen frowned slightly, he didn't have to think that he could know that the Ethereal Holy Venerable was afraid that he had gone to the Zhou family.

It's just that the Zhou family is also an ancient martial arts family inherited from the ancient world, with a strong heritage, and the Ethereal Saint Venerable doesn't know how long he has gone, and he hasn't returned yet, Mo Wuchen is a little worried in his heart, will there be any accidents.

"You're awake......"

However, at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in the room, which sounded extremely weak.

The next moment, the body of the Ethereal Saint Venerable slowly emerged from nothingness.

His hair was a little messy, his face was slightly pale, Mo Wuchen could still see a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, obviously, the Ethereal Saint Venerable was seriously injured.

Seeing him like this, Mo Wuchen was shocked in his heart, and he didn't need to think about it to know that the Ethereal Holy Venerable must have descended on the Zhou family, fighting with the Zhou family, and although he retreated, he was also seriously injured.

"Are you alright?" Mo Wangchen asked with some concern with a frown.

The Ethereal Saint Venerable shook his head, and there was an astonishing cold flash in his eyes, "The Zhou family's imperial soldiers are really extraordinary, if it weren't for my superior skills, I'm afraid they would have been suppressed long ago, but this account will be calculated by ......them sooner or later."

"The Spirit Sea ...... in Your Body"

As he said this, the Ethereal Saint Venerable looked at Mo Wuchen again.

Mo Wuchen wanted to look inside the spiritual sea, but found that he had no cultivation at all.

"Hey......"

The Ethereal Saint Venerable sighed and said, "It's all my fault, I insist on letting you go to the Yaochi Immortal Palace alone, otherwise you will ......."

"Your spiritual sea, I have seen it before, it has collapsed, it is empty, and your cultivation is nothing, even if you cultivate again, in this life, I am afraid that it will be difficult to condense the spiritual sea again, you can only stop at the condensation realm, you can't condense the spiritual sea, you can't even step into the spiritual realm. ”

Hearing this, Mo Wuchen also fell silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a short period of silence, the Ethereal Saint Venerable said again, "The Northern Netherworld originated from the Ancient Age, in addition to the Abyss Mound, there are also many forbidden areas for life, I once saw it in an ancient book, it is rumored that in the Emperor Meteor Mountain Range, there is a holy medicine that can repair the spiritual sea......"

"Emperor Fall Mountain Range?!"

Hearing this, Mo Wuchen was shocked in his heart, there are naturally many forbidden areas in the Northern Netherlands, and since ancient times, many cultivators have set foot in them, just to be able to get a chance.

But chance is often accompanied by endless crises, for countless years, in those forbidden areas, I don't know how many heroes have fallen, even if they are powerful in the world, a generation of saints and powerhouses, they easily dare not step into it.

And among these forbidden areas, the most terrifying thing is the Emperor Meteor Mountain Range!

It was a real forbidden area of life, and even the emperor-level figures were buried in it, and the name of the Emperor Mountain Range was derived from this.

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