Chapter 398: Flood Desolation Realm

The flesh mill immediately went into a frenzied motion, booming, and erupting with a loud sound that shook the ground and the mountains.

In a few moments, Li Hexian felt a majestic and incomparably powerful energy, which was infused into his dantian qi sea.

Originally, he was only a thin line away from being promoted.

And this demon lord and demon arm are all directly from the old demon of Montenegro, and the purity of the demonic qi is not known how many times higher than those demonic beasts and demon armies.

A demon lord brings more benefits to Li Hexian, and there are probably more than 10 million demon troops.

With the infusion of these two energies, Li Hexian immediately broke the bottleneck of the realm and began to be promoted on the spot.

In an instant, a hurricane swept away in a radius of thousands of miles, and the heavens, earth, sun and moon were all obscured.

None of those cultivators in the distance dared to approach.

They did not dare to come forward or leave, but only dared to stay where they were, and their mood was extremely worried.

Soon, five days passed.

In the midst of the spiritual tide, there was a huge sound of beacon fire and thunder and lightning, and each sound seemed to bombard people's hearts and minds, which could be described as incomparably tormenting for these cultivators on the scene.

The vast majority of these cultivators present were full of sorrow.

This time when they came to Tianxiao Palace, they all came with the mood of making a lot of money, as long as they can bump into the immortal fate, whether it is exercises or treasures, it will be a boost on their future improvement path.

But this time, let alone getting something, whether or not his life can be saved until now is two words.

There are no stupid people among them.

The demon appeared, and even the old demon of Montenegro appeared, and it was absolutely impossible for Middle-earth to sit idly by.

And so far, I haven't seen any reaction from Middle-earth, so there is only one possibility: something happened outside the Tianxiao Palace.

Everyone is in the Tianxiao Hall at the moment, and they don't know what is happening in the outside world, but with a little speculation, they can still get close to reality.

In fact, nine times out of ten, there is a demon army outside the Tianxiao Palace, blocking the increase in the number of cultivators in the Middle Earth Kingdom.

As soon as they thought of this, the cultivators present all felt bitter, only to feel that this trip to the Tianxiao Temple was really full of disasters and difficulties, and when the Nine-Headed Python appeared before, they should have left quickly.

Looking at the spiritual tide gathered in the distance, they were even more apprehensive.

Who knows what attitude the overly strong guy inside will have when he reappears.

In front of such a strong man, they are all ants, and they don't even have the ability to control their own life and death.

At the same time, some people are sorrowful, and naturally some people rejoice.

The person who rejoiced was Wang Chenyu.

Although not long ago, under the influence of demonic qi, the Wang family lost some clansmen, but compared to the harvest, the loss can be completely ignored.

Not to mention the treasures obtained before, just being able to catch the line of Li chord is enough to make the Wang family's waist stiff.

You don't have to think about it to know that after you go out of the Tianxiao Palace, Li Hexian's name will inevitably resound throughout the Silk Continent.

At that time, even with their Wang family, the momentum will rise to an unprecedented level.

The Wang family was originally in the Silk Continent, and it was a well-known family, but this time it was supplemented by treasures, and there was a taboo reinforcement, with such an advantage, if Wang Chenyu didn't know how to use it, then he would not be qualified to become the young master of the Wang family.

At this moment, compared to the apprehension of other cultivators, Wang Chenyu was the most calm one.

If you want to talk about the mood, he is a little curious now, wanting to know what level Li Hexian will be promoted to this time.

Two more days passed, and the deafening roar in the spiritual tide began to weaken.

But at the same time, a more ancient, desolate aura seeped out of it.

This breath is full of time and history.

This kind of heaviness was invincible, no one could resist, and the cultivators present all felt that their bodies, and even their souls, had become heavy, and there was no way to lift their heads.

Finally, another day later, there was a bang, as if the sound of opening the world came.

The swaying spiritual tide suddenly split into two halves, and a tall figure walked out of it, becoming more and more clear.

"Flood Desolate Realm!" Wang Chenyu exclaimed, rubbed the ground, and jumped up from the ground, a pair of eyes, as wide as eggs, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

As for the other cultivators, their expressions were similar to his, and some even rubbed their eyes with their hands, for fear that they would see it wrong.

More people, their bodies are trembling slightly uncontrollably.

These people all know very well how much chance and desperate effort it takes to ascend from the Saint Venerable Realm to the Flood Desolation Realm, and now, in a few days, the other party has jumped up directly, which can be said to be unbelievably easy.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, none of them would have believed that there was still such a cultivator in the world whose promotion was as simple as eating and drinking.

And at this time, the change in the feeling of Li chord is not only from the realm, but also from the temperament.

Before, his temperament was either as tall as a mountain, or as deep as the sea, or as sharp as a sword, or as sharp as a gun, but now, Li Hexian gives people an incomparably chaotic and impenetrable feeling, as if he is not inferior to this era, and is a mythical existence, so that when people look at the past, they are in awe and dare not have a trace of contempt, but at the same time, it will not give people a lot of pressure.

Li Hexian stepped out of the spirit tide, swept his gaze, saw Wang Chenyu with wide-eyed eyes, and then beckoned to the other party.

Wang Chenyu was stunned for a moment, and after confirming that Li Hexian was greeting him, he took a deep breath and hurriedly flew over.

At this moment, he could feel the envious eyes looking around at him.

None of the cultivators around dared to talk to Li Hexian on an equal footing.

"Senior Li, you call me. Coming to Li Hexian, Wang Chenyu unconsciously lowered his posture, and used words like "you" in his title.

"Hmm. Li Hexian nodded, casually set up a soundproof array, and asked, "Where is the Lingxian Bridge?"

When the old demon of Montenegro said this location before, he didn't hide it, and many people heard it.

Although Li Hexian could hear it clearly, he didn't know much about the Silk Continent, so he had never heard of this place, and at this moment, he had to ask Wang Chenyu, a native, what kind of place was this.

Hearing these four words, Wang Chenyu's face suddenly showed an extremely strange look.

"What?" Li Hexian said lightly, and the coercion released invisibly immediately made Wang Chenyu's whole body break out in a cold sweat, and his face turned pale.

"This place...... This place ......" Wang Chenyu hesitated again and again, and after carefully glancing at Li Hexian, he finally made up his mind, gritted his teeth and said: "This place, according to legend, is the place where the royal family of Middle-earth crossed the catastrophe and ascended. ”