"Reconnaissance mission. ”

Wang Yi said.

He is now an eternal tree and cannot leave for the time being, so he needs to send someone out to reconnoitre.

The creatures in the world of visions are completely loyal to him, and they are immortal and immortal, and they are the most perfect "tool people" who can bring him a lot of information.

"What is 'Scouting'?"

Neither Abu nor Cicada understand.

"It's just going out on patrol and asking for news around me...... Wang Yi explained simply.

In fact, he can directly instill memories in the minds of the two, but he has been silent for too long, and he is also very lonely, and he needs to find a few people to talk to.

"Understood!"

Abu and Cicada nodded repeatedly.

However, Abu did not leave immediately, but said worriedly:

"Immortals, I found that something strange has happened in our world, and those powerful immortals have mysteriously disappeared for four thousand years. Moreover, our path of cultivation seems to be broken, and we cannot become immortals. ”

When Wang Yi heard this, he immediately knew the reason.

After he fell asleep, the rules of the world could not operate freely, so the immortal qi in the world of visions could not function normally, and he could not become an immortal.

However, when he wakes up, he can restore order in the world of visions.

It won't be long before a fairyland will be born.

As for Xin Ruyao and other sleeping powerhouses, as Wang Yi's ontological strength recovers, they will gradually unseal.

"This is because the rules of the world are restricted, but from today onwards, you can storm Wonderland. Moreover, if the two of you do it well, when you come back, you can directly become immortals. ”

Wang Yi made a guarantee.

He is the master of the world of visions, and it is not easy to help two peak martial emperors become immortals.

"Thank you, gods!"

Abu and Cicada immediately left the valley.

The next moment.

A picture appeared in front of Wang Yi, which was the scene of Abu and Cicada.

The two of them kept flying.

However, at the speed of their Martial Emperor peak, it still took several days to leave this continuous mountain range.

Void.

The two looked down.

Below is a basin surrounded by mountains, about a radius of hundreds of miles.

There are several rivers that meet in the middle, and there are spiritual veins on the ground, so there is a lot of spiritual energy.

In the center of the basin, there is a large city with a radius of more than 100 miles, where millions of cultivators live.

"It's a good city, I should be able to ask for news. ”

Cicada said.

"Let's go down!"

Abu stopped Ah Cicada and suppressed the aura on his body, just revealing the cultivation of the Martial King realm.

A moment later.

They stood in front of a huge temple and looked at the statue enshrined in the temple, and found that its face looked more and more like what they called "immortals".

Behind the scenes, Wang Yi was also stunned.

Not seen for 4,000 years.

How can there be more statues of themselves in this world, and they are also signed "Tianzun Statue".

"Today is the 4,000-year anniversary of Tianzun sacrificing himself to save the entire Heavenly Desolation, why don't you come over?"

At this time, on the square in front of the Tianzun Temple.

An old man holding a scepter wearing filial piety clothes came to the statue of Tianzun with a guard of honor all dressed in filial piety clothes, and made a loud voice to the people in the city.

"The hour is coming, hurry up and get dressed. ”

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

The whole city changed into filial piety clothes.

They quickly gathered in front of the square, or knelt down in the street, and all worshipped reverently in the direction of the statue of the Heavenly Venerable, as if they were looking at the savior.

"Great Heavenly Venerable!"

"You are electricity, you are light, you are the only one in the world!"

"If it weren't for you to save the Heavenly Desolation, we wouldn't have been able to cultivate this fertile soil. ”

"Bow down!"

Countless cultivators knelt down.

After the terrifying war four thousand years ago, the aura of the Heavenly Desolation has become even stronger.

Now, even if it's just a newborn child, they all have the cultivation of martial artists and even martial artists.

When he became an adult, he was basically a martial king.

"Why don't you two bow down?"

At this time, an old woman pulled Abu and Cicada, kindly dressed them in filial piety clothes, and knelt on the ground together.

If it weren't for the fact that Tianzun was like Wang Yi, the two of them wouldn't have knelt down.

"Grandma, we just came out of the mountains, we don't know what happened, can you tell us what we're doing?" asked Cicada, holding the old woman.

"You don't know?"

Grandma looked at the young and beautiful couple with monster-like eyes, and then explained.

Listening to Grandma's explanation, not only Abu and Cicada, but even Wang Yi behind the scenes finally knew what had happened over the years, and he was very surprised.

Four thousand years ago.

After that tragic battle, the remaining cultivators of the Heavenly Desolate Continent were less than one-ten-thousandth of what the Heavenly Desolate Continent had back then.

All of the Eternal Realms were killed in battle, or taken into the world of visions.

In short, it's all gone.

Even the remaining Great Dao Realm and Heavenly Dao Realm powerhouses are not many, and their strength is not as good as one millionth of the peak of the Heavenly Desolate Continent.

This is the weakest time in the history of the Heavenly Desolation.

After the Great War.

These cultivators all remember that it was Wang Yi who sacrificed himself to seal the tomb keeper, the great devil.

Therefore, they built countless temples, and the people who enshrined them were all statues of Wang Yi's "Duobao Tianzun".

Today, it has long reached the point of one city and one temple, and even one village and one temple.

In order to commemorate Wang Yi, the survivors called the day of the Great War "the first year of the Tianzun calendar".

Today, it is 4,000 years of Tianzun calendar.

Every year, each temple holds a grand commemorative ceremony to remember Wang Yi and those who died in battle, hoping that they will be able to protect the heavenly wilderness.

Hearing this, Wang Yi sighed for a while.

He didn't expect that after four thousand years, he would become the "eternal god" of the Heavenly Desolate Continent.

"This kind of thing is also something to be proud of!"

Wang Yi touched his chin and muttered proudly.

Through the picture, he could feel that the statue of the Heavenly Venerable God was gathered with the majestic incense attached to it for four thousand years.

Moreover, these powers can only be absorbed by him.

Others, even in the Eternal Realm, could only disperse the power of these incense fires, but could not absorb them.

"It's a pity that the incense doesn't help me much now, and when I recover the cultivation of my heyday, I will harvest the incense uniformly and hit the bottleneck of the transcendent realm. ”

Wang Yi whispered.

At this moment, Abu and Cicada heard Grandma's introduction, their eyes widened and they felt incredible.

It turned out that the "immortal" they had always respected turned out to be the Heavenly Desolate Continent's Duobao Tianzun, an invincible powerhouse in the eternal realm.

"Tianzun said that he is in Nirvana, then, maybe it won't be long before he can make a comeback. ”

"If we follow him, we will also become extremely powerful beings. ”

Abu and Cicada glanced at each other, and they both saw the excitement in each other's eyes.

"Jie Ji, have you started the sacrificial ceremony again, this Dragon Emperor likes to swallow you at this time!"

At this moment, a domineering and indifferent voice came from deep in the mountains and exploded over the city.

"Evil Jiao, it's you again!"

The old man holding the divine scepter raised his head and stared coldly at the sky, releasing a powerful aura on his body, and it turned out to be a Martial Emperor-level powerhouse.

He was the high priest of the city and presided over the rituals.

At the same time, he is also one of the guardians of the city.

"High Priest, I couldn't beat you last year, but not this year. The evil Jiao smirked.

The next moment.

It manifests itself.

Everyone raised their heads, only to see a dragon three hundred meters long with a dragon horn on its head suspended there, releasing the momentum of the Martial Emperor Realm.

Around it, there are countless black clouds churning, and a great flood may fall at any time, drowning everything.