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The human race body retreated in the left eyebrow dojo, meditated and cultivated, swallowed pills and refined medicines, and naturally the required items were naturally prepared by the monks of Hongmeng Palace.

The ancient demon clone and the space clone have fled as early as after eradicating the Hongmeng Palace, and the former still returned to the Mujia Demon Cave in Beihuazhou, and the space clone escaped into the spatial turbulence. For the two of them, although there was a 30-fold difference in the speed of time flow, the Left Eyebrow Dojo was not the most suitable place to cultivate.

100 years.

200 years.

300 years.

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There is no time for cultivation, and in the blink of an eye, the agreed deadline of 880 years has arrived.

In the middle of the mountain, a black stone fell quietly in the water, washed by the river for thousands of years, I don't know how many places it moved, but now it is still the same as before, and the shape and color have not changed in any way.

There were a few grass carp roaming leisurely in the stream, but at this moment they swam out with their eyes wide as if they were suddenly frightened. The next moment, with a slight flash of inspiration, the figure of a blue-robed monk instantly appeared on the stream, beckoned slightly, and took the black stone into his hand.

This green-robed monk is naturally Xiao Chen.

In the outside world for 880 years, in the left eyebrow dojo, it is a full 26,400 years!

Above the stream, Monk Xiao Chen put his hands behind his back, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, at this moment he did not use the slightest magical means, but his body stood firmly in the void, and it gave people a feeling of blending into the void, if he didn't see it with his own eyes, even if his divine sense swept it, he couldn't detect his figure.

Late stage of the fit.

In the past 26,400 years, Xiao Chen has gained a lot, and he can't help but cultivate to reach the limit level of the body in one fell swoop and step into the tribulation, and the strength of the physical body under the slow nourishment of the blood vein in the body has skyrocketed several times, and a simple single punch is swung, even if he doesn't need the slightest magic power, he can completely destroy the entire cultivation realm with one punch. The second realm of the Xuantian Realm has reached the peak level, and it is only one step away from breaking through the third realm of the Emperor Realm.

Today's Xiao Chen is innumerably stronger than before the retreat, and if he faces the blood king's clone again, he can be killed by the human race itself alone.

At this moment, his dark eyes flashed slightly, and he whispered, "The time is almost the same, and I should also leave." As the words fell, Xiao Chen's feet took the next step, and his figure instantly melted into the sky and disappeared.

A moment later, when Xiao Chen's figure reappeared, it had already appeared in the vast sea, and hundreds of miles ahead, a huge island appeared in sight.

Dongxuanzhou, now renamed Hongmeng Temple, has become a holy place in the hearts of all monks in the entire human realm, and a super alliance that integrates all monks. From a distance, the light of the entire Eastern Xuanzhou continued to light up, and countless powerful auras loomed, which was enough to show that there were incalculable cultivators hidden on this island.

Xiao Chen's figure appeared, and some monks passed by him without noticing it, even if they came straight to Xiao Chen, they would be transferred and moved away unconsciously, this subtle use of spatial supernatural powers was beyond the cognition of ordinary monks.

"It hasn't been out for hundreds of years, and everything is normal in Hongmeng Palace. Xiao Chen nodded with satisfaction, back then, he sent a message to the world and integrated all the cultivators, just to fulfill his promise to countless ancestors and help the entire cultivation realm become completely strong, and now it seems that the results are quite good.

Taking a step forward, Xiao Chen's figure disappeared again.

Baizhang Hongmeng Palace is suspended in the sky, which is the most important place of Hongmeng Palace, with nearly 500,000 resident monks guarding the surrounding 108 peaks, and there are more than 10,000 monks who rotate to patrol and maintain order every day.

There are those who want to pay homage to the monks of Hongmeng Palace, who can only fall far away on the 108th peak, and if there is no edict, they will never dare to get close.

In the spatial fluctuations, Xiao Chen's figure appeared, and at this moment, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and a warm smile appeared on his face, but he did not continue to cover his figure, and went straight to the Hongmeng Palace in the void step, this scene fell into the eyes of countless monks around him, and immediately made them furious.

"Where did the monk come from, he dared to break into my Hongmeng Palace!"

"Damn, trespassing into the holy land in vain, the sin is extremely evil!"

"Quickly exchange for patrol and guard, and take down this crazy monk and punish him severely, otherwise what is the prestige of my holy land. ”

But the next moment, the roar in the mouths of these monks came to an abrupt end, just because the hundred-zhang Hongmeng Palace suddenly burst out with endless golden light, and happily surrounded the green-robed monks in the air, as if they were coquettish with him.

A golden passage poked out from the Hongmeng Palace, led by four beautiful women, and a group of old monks who had lived in seclusion all year round and ignored the world appeared one after another, but they were extremely respectful in the face of the green-robed monk, and they did not dare to have the slightest loss.

It was in the midst of the eyes of countless monks that the green-robed monk smiled and dispersed the golden mangs around him, glanced at the four beauties who ushered in him, and then hugged each other one by one, and then disappeared into the Hongmeng Palace in the midst of everyone's welcome.

"Holy Lord Xiao Chen, this is Holy Lord Xiao Chen!"

"It is rumored that the Holy Lord has not appeared in retreat for hundreds of years, but I didn't expect to let me wait to see it today!"

"Fortunately, we didn't collide with the Holy Lord, otherwise even if the Holy Lord didn't blame, the old man would definitely be uneasy. ”

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The Hongmeng Palace has its own space, Xiao Chen, as the Holy Lord, has his own temple on the highest main peak, which is the forbidden place of the Hongmeng Palace, and no monks are allowed to approach. This time, Xiao Chen returned, but he had to handle everything in the Hongmeng Palace properly, so that he could break through the ancient seal and ascend to the spiritual realm with peace of mind.

The group of monks was dispersed, and only Xiao Chen and the four Taoist companions remained.

Hongmeng Hall was originally an ancient treasure, Xiao Chen killed the blood king's clone back then, and then collected and refined this treasure as the treasure of Hongmeng Palace, and now he handed it over to Zi Yan to take charge.

Although Xiao Chen's integration of all the cultivators in the human realm was to improve the cultivation level of the entire cultivation realm, the real power must be in the hands of those close to him, otherwise everything he did today would most likely be wasted after he left, causing the Hongmeng Hall to fall apart.

Hongmeng Palace was handed over to Zi Yan, and there were Duobao Dao people, Ji Lao Monster, and Jiaolong King to accept and give Xiao Chen the support of the four six-grade demon beasts, presumably there should be no accidents.

There are four six-rank demon beasts, and each of the four Daoists controls one.

After that, Xiao Chen repeatedly summoned the high-level monks in the Hongmeng Palace and had a long secret conversation, which took 10 days.

On the last day, Xiao Chen will leave in the morning, this night Ziyan, Moon Dance, Qingmei, and Li Xiaoyi The four girls completely let go, and Xiao Chen was sleeping together, asking for too much, and the spring night did not fall asleep until the bright color appeared in the east.

Xiao Chen cleaned up, glanced deeply at the four girls on the bed, turned around and strode away.

On the ivory bed, four women who pretended to be asleep were bleeding tears from the corners of their eyes at the same time.

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In the void, there was a green-robed monk teleporting forward, his black hair fluttering, and the green-robed hunting.

Xiao Chen's cultivation has been nearly 2,000 years ago, from the original named disciple in the middle of Luoyun Valley to the holy master of Hongmeng Hall today, his cultivation has been earth-shattering, and he is unmatched in the human world.

During this period, he went through countless bloody battles and conspiracy calculations, and it was only today that he was standing at the pinnacle of the world, and there was no need to be afraid. But this is only the strongest realm in the mayfly realm, there are more magnificent worlds waiting for him to break through in the small thousand realms and even the great thousand realms, so he has to soar, enter a higher dimensional level, constantly complete his own transformation, and move towards the goal in his heart.

But before that, he had one more thing to do.

Zhao Guobei Huazhou, Xiao Cheng outside the small hillside, close to Xiao City, far visible peach garden at the former residence, two tombs are quiet here, the wind and rain have been beaten for thousands of years, because the Xiao family continues to send people to take care of it, but it does not seem barren.

However, there is a light rain and a cold wind today, but it is a little lonely and lonely. At this moment, between the spatial fluctuations in the void, the figure of a blue-robed monk slowly appeared, his gaze fell on the tomb, and his face suddenly became soft.

Xiao Chen didn't use his magic power to stop the rain, and let his green robe get wet, and his black hair stuck to his forehead. In the eyes of outsiders, he is the high-ranking Holy Lord of the Hongmeng Temple, a peerless powerhouse who has cultivated to transcendent sainthood, but here, he is just the son of a mortal couple.

Lifting the robe and kneeling, Xiao Chen did not avoid the damp mire on the ground, bowed respectfully, and said in a low voice: "The child is here to say goodbye to his parents, tomorrow I will work with the five righteous brothers to break through the ancient seal and fly to the spiritual realm, and then I want to come back, I don't know what year and month it is." ”