Li Qingyun was a little confused, carefully comprehended the energy substances in his body, and found that in addition to the ordinary holy qi, there was also a vitality qi that was different from other vitality, which could be perfectly fused with the immortal qi.

This kind of energetic energy aura was produced by taking the Spatial Spring Water Essence since he began his cultivation, and Li Qingyun didn't pay attention to it before, just as it was a kind of vitality energy that could help him recover quickly.

Now it seems that the Spatial Spring Water Essence is extraordinary, not only promoting vitality, but also adapting to the characteristics of the fairy world.

In the past, his Heavenly Dao clone was in the trading world, and he had sold some spring water essence, and the Heavenly Dao Saint claimed to want to refine the Primal Heavy Water, which was estimated to be similar to the Primordial Qi.

The so-called immortal realm was also created after the Pangu Holy Venerable opened the world, and according to the will of those founders, it absorbed a part of the high-end energy and became the officially certified breath of the immortal realm, one of which should be the primordial qi.

After absorbing the primordial qi, the color of the energy displayed by oneself is green, like the color that appears on the body of Hongmeng Ancestor Saint?

But now the mainstream high-end energy color of the fairy world should be silver, and you will find a way to convert it in the future, or will you start absorbing the energy emitted from the fairy world channel now?

He was a little hesitant, because he didn't know what the name of this silver immortal qi was and what characteristics it had.

These thoughts were just a moment's effort, and they were thought about in Li Qingyun's mind, but the majestic immortal qi was in front of him, and he could absorb it, so he was reluctant to refuse at all.

So Li Qingyun gritted his teeth, and his entire body entered the immortal passage, bathed in the silver light cluster, meditating and cultivating, absorbing the silver immortal qi.

One after another, the scorching breath, like a knife, entered his own meridians, followed his own cultivation route, traveled around his body, and finally entered the lower abdomen, and so on.

The hot feeling, like a flame, burned in the body, although painful, was within Li Qingyun's endurance.

This kind of high-end energy, compared with the holy qi energy, is like you are used to drinking Erguotou and suddenly let you drink Moutai, although the taste is a little uncomfortable, but if you taste it carefully, you will find that the quality of the two is very different.

For a veteran alcoholic, if you have good wine for you to drink casually, you definitely don't drink cheap wine.

Li Qingyun sat in the big silver immortal aura group, cultivating frantically, not caring what the middle thousand saints outside said or thought, anyway, I just want to cultivate.

The ruined Sanctuary has long been in chaos.

The spatial barrier of the Holy Domain was destroyed by someone for hundreds of thousands of miles, but the silver eyes and black nails that appeared just now, their abilities were beyond the imagination of the Middle Thousand Saints.

I thought that I was already at the peak of this world, and as long as I worked hard, one day I could cultivate to the level of a ninth-order saint, as powerful as the Hongmeng Ancestor Saint, and invincible in the heavens and all worlds.

But what did you see just now?

Hongmeng Zusheng, who was in an invincible position in his heart, was shot out of a big hole by that silver eye, and then forced to throw down more than a dozen innate holy weapons by a black nail, and fled in embarrassment, nowhere to be found.

What happened to this world? What happened in ancient times? Why don't you dare to let yourself know the hidden truth?

Well, forget about these, anyway, it's too high-end and too secretive, and it may not be a good thing to know it yourself. But what's going on right now?

This white-bearded old man, who was obviously the breath of a thousand saints, seemed to be at the level of the fifth or sixth order, how could he swagger into the silver light cluster of the immortal realm passage and sit down to cultivate.

Who the hell is this guy? Why is he not afraid of the scorching heat of the immortal qi? Like the Hongmeng Ancestor Sage, he can sit in it and cultivate?

That's immortal energy, after Hongmeng Ancestral Saint was seriously injured, he didn't dare to sit in it all the time to heal and cultivate, these middle thousand saints touched the edge of immortal energy, and they would turn into ashes, why is this middle thousand saint not afraid of immortal energy?

With endless doubts, these retired middle thousand saints gathered together and pointed at Li Qingyun in the immortal aura group.

And the in-service Thousand Saints who were originally not qualified to enter the Sacred Domain, since no one stopped them, they could also sneak into the Sacred Domain.

They didn't dare to fight the idea of the silver immortal qi, the majestic holy qi in the holy realm had already made them ecstatic, one day of cultivation here was stronger than a year of cultivation in the middle thousand world outside, how many holy stones could be saved by cultivating for a period of time like this?

The elders in the holy realm had already been alarmed, and they had been discussing together for a long time, but they had not come up with an effective countermeasure.

"Since no one of you wants to go over and ask about the origin of the white-bearded old man, then don't say anything, just act as if this incident didn't happen, wait for Hongmeng Zusheng to come back, and let the Ancestral Sage ask in person. ”

The Sword Saint said with a flat expression, he was a little dissatisfied with the Ancestral Saint, last time the Ancestral Saint ignored his persuasion and wanted to kill Li Qingyun, which made him lose face.

At this time, the whole world is in an extremely dangerous state of change, he doesn't want to do much, he just wants to maintain the status quo and wait for the development of the situation.

"I also think it's more reliable to wait for Hongmeng Ancestral Saint to come back, you see, the white-bearded old man's nails are black, and they don't look like the nails that burst the ancestral saint's magic weapon just now?

Dao Sheng and Sword Saint have a good relationship, and they agree with his opinion very much, both of them are calm personalities and don't want to cause trouble.

Jiang Sheng was destroyed, and it was completely destroyed, and at present, among the elders of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, there was one missing, and there were only twelve people left, and there were no too sharp contradictions.

Of course, the Grass Saint was almost killed, and the important clone was destroyed, and he didn't dare to make it public, let alone publicly jump out to find trouble with the Sword Saint, after all, he was too weak now, and it was in his current interests to be able to calmly survive the long period of weakness.

In this strange atmosphere, the white-bearded old man who Li Qingyun had changed sat quietly in the light cluster in the immortal passage, quietly cultivating, and more than a year passed in an instant.

During this year, thousands of Zhongqian Saints gathered nearby, surrounding the Immortal Realm Passage, wanting to get closer, but they didn't dare to get closer, just wanting to absorb some of the faint immortal qi that overflowed in the surroundings, so as to transform the holy qi in the body and improve the quality of the power in the body.

Suddenly, a sharp crane chirp came from tens of thousands of miles away, resounding through the heavens and the earth, as if something terrible had happened, and the cry was full of fear and despair.

It is definitely not easy for a crane to be able to transmit the sound so far, all the middle thousand saints turned their heads to look for the source of the sound, and even Li Qingyun, who was cultivating, was woken up and looked up in surprise.

A hairless thin crane, covered in blood, not only had its feathers plucked out, but it was also bitten by something a few times, on its thighs, wings, and buttocks...... Leaves a terrible tooth mark.

This is a real "Immortal Crane", although the whole body is injured, it is still shrouded in a silver-white fairy aura, and there are many saints who look familiar, as if they have seen it somewhere before.

"A few years ago, two immortals came from the fairy world, one riding a bull and the other riding a crane, this crane seems to be the fairy's mount, right?

There was an elderly middle thousand saint who admired with a look of surprise.

"It's the crane, I know what it looks like, oh my God, look behind it...... There's a two- or three-year-old chasing it!"

Everyone didn't ask how this Zhongqian Sage recognized this crane with its hair plucked out, because everyone's eyes were attracted by the two- or three-year-old child.

It was a little boy, two or three years old, undressed, bare-assed, chubby, flying waddling, but as fast as a meteor.

No matter how fast the crane flew, he always followed thousands of miles behind, chewing something in his mouth, blood and raw flesh spilling from the corners of his mouth.

"Hee-hee, haha, don't run!" The strange child, in vague words, raised his white and tender little hands, and shouted at the crane.

When the crane heard the sound, he trembled with fright, flew a little slower, and was caught by this child, and the dazzling silver fairy qi could not stop the child's little hand.

Grabbing the crane's neck, the little boy opened his mouth and gnawed on its wings, and the piece of flesh and bone was suddenly missing, and the little boy stuffed it into his mouth, crunching and chewing, and blood ran down the corners of his mouth, flowing all over his body.

"Haha, delicious, delicious!" the little boy laughed happily, threw it away, and let the crane go, and the crane screamed miserably, and flew away again, while he was still chasing after him.

The little boy's smile was innocent, but it frightened countless thousands of saints to the bone, and the crane full of fairy energy couldn't escape the clutches of the little boy? What was his origin? What about the fairy who rode the crane? It couldn't have been eaten by him, right?

The crane was injured all over his body, and although he was reduced to food in front of the little boy, he was still a terrifying existence in front of the middle thousand saints.

At this moment, the immortal crane has already seen the fairy realm passage, and saw the silver light cluster, where there is a door that leads to the fairy world, as long as it reaches there, it believes that it will be safe, and it will no longer worry about being eaten.

Sou!

The crane turned into a rainbow light, flew thousands of miles in an instant, and went straight to the fairy passage.

On its flight path, there happened to be a third-order middle thousand saint blocking the way, and it didn't have time to avoid it, and with a bang, it emitted a silver immortal light, knocking the middle thousand saint into pieces.

"......" Countless Thousand Saints were silent, almost numb with horror, even a crane in the fairy world was so terrifying, how could these Thousand Saints deal with themselves?

Fortunately, the immortal qi on this crane was already very weak, and after a moment, the middle thousand saints who were shattered by it reunited in the same place, looking ignorant, as if they hadn't figured out what was going on.

"What's the matter? How can my holy body ......be shattered?" Before the middle thousand saint could finish speaking, his body suddenly shattered again, and the little boy also crashed into him in order to chase the crane.

It's a pity that this time his body turned to ashes in an instant, and there was no chance to reorganize again.