The sky is clear and the sun is shining.

As the days passed, the once lifeless swamp of death came to life, and the monks descended into it in droves in search of the treasure of the birth.

Although, none of them knew what Arcana was.

For a time, the swamp of death became a mixed bag.

As the saying goes, in order to seek wealth and nobility, no one is far from giving up an opportunity to ascend to the sky in one step, even if it is dangerous.

Moreover, after the two Dao of Righteousness and Demon intervened, the matter became even more complicated.

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In the heart of the Death Swamp, on the 100-million-year-old Sacred Tree.

In the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury, a strange beast was crawling in the dark, its sinuous body lying quietly, its black wings attached to its body, its head hideous and domineering, and the sharp horns at the top exuded a cold glow.

Suddenly, Zhang Chen's body trembled, and the majestic demonic aura swept out.

In an instant, the void froze, and the aura enveloped a radius of several miles, and all living beings in it crawled down.

A few kilometers away, inside the Death Swamp.

Ghost King Zong Qinglong was sitting upright under an ancient tree, and the sudden terrifying aura made his face pale, and a feeling of insignificance welled up in his heart, and he couldn't give birth to the desire to explore at all.

The breath comes and goes quickly.

In addition to Qinglong, some of the monks who had gone deep into the Death Swamp also felt the same aura, and they all stared at the inside of the Death Swamp in horror, and they didn't dare to advance for half a minute.

What the hell is in it, just one breath is so terrifying.

Due to the relationship between the miasma and the poisonous mist, the sky above the Death Swamp was already dim, obscuring everyone's view, so that they could not see the scenery in the sky clearly.

I don't know when, the sky over the 100-million-year-old Divine Tree has been covered with dark clouds, one second the sky is like a wash, and the next second is occupied by dark clouds.

The dark clouds were overpowering, and the breath was suppressed, but there was no lightning arc flashing.

When the breath in the Heavenly Emperor's treasury dissipated, the rain poured down from the sky.

In the Heavenly Emperor's Treasure House, the golden light dissipated, the golden vertical pupils slowly opened, and Zhang Chen's eyes were filled with complex colors.

The bottleneck that stood in front of him had been broken, and he already felt that he had reached another level.

Avatar.

It turns out that this is the case, the nameless earth immortal is basically the realm of transforming gods, and what he felt before was the artistic conception he left behind, as well as his understanding of the transformation of gods.

Divine consciousness similar to the nature of the primordial infant can fly out of the body and carry out activities such as observation, manipulation of objects, and influencing other low-cultivation minds, while the ability to control objects is further strengthened.

Consciousness is out of the body and travels the world.

For example, if you look at an object in the distance and imagine that your fingers are brushing over the surface of this object, you can sense the real tactile feedback. That's what the Divine Consciousness does for you. The separation of the physical body from the divine consciousness not only represents the separation of the physical realm from the soul realm, but also represents that your soul has a certain amount of fire.

"Not only the divine sense, but also the physical body has been greatly improved in all aspects, especially the physical body, under the washing of energy, it has really entered the transformation of the gods, speaking of the physical body, I remember that I haven't come to the molting period for a long time, and it has really been out of the scope of the snake?"

Out of the range of the snake, molting will naturally stay away from him.

Now that he has officially entered the cultivation stage, his scales will not fade, and under the nourishment of various energies, his defense will only become stronger and stronger.

After checking himself, except that his body length has increased to thirty-five meters, the diameter has not changed much, and after stepping on the Evolution God, there is no doubt that his strength has improved.

Yuan Baby, Avatar God, the difference between cloud and mud.

When he came back to his senses, Zhang Chen stood up and walked out of the Heavenly Emperor's treasury on all fours, his divine consciousness had not spread, and he faintly felt a lot of breath in the swamp of death.

This is the incarnation.

As soon as his mind moved, his divine consciousness shrouded down, and the branches immediately made a clicking sound, and the dense cracks spread out in all directions, obviously crushed by the divine consciousness.

"With my current divine sense, my divine consciousness alone can crush the Yuanying Cultivator, and as for Jin Dan, maybe he can be shocked to death at will. There are more and more monks in this death swamp, and sooner or later they will arrive here, and they have to eat the divine tree as soon as possible. ”

Thinking about it, Zhang Chen didn't care about the breath of everyone in the death swamp, and hung it on the branches and gnawed it.

The branches are a little dry when gnawed, and there is a feeling of gnawing sugarcane in the previous life, but there is no water.

However, the branches of the divine tree entered the abdomen, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into a loss of vitality, flowing in the limbs and hundreds of remains.

"It's so thin vitality, the purest parts are gathered in the wooden cup, and they all enter my stomach, and the energy that remains in the divine wood is very thin, and it is not as fast as me absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth."

Thinking about it, Zhang Chen didn't continue to gnaw.

"The wooden cup is still in the Heavenly Emperor's Treasure House, I don't know if an imperial medicine can be born again in a thousand years."

With a dumb smile, Zhang Chen's body wandered around the Shenmu for a while, and turned to leave.

The vitality of the Death Swamp has been drained, and this formation seems to have spread less than a few dozen miles away, and it is almost impossible to give birth to a second imperial medicine, as for the Heavenly Book in the Heavenly Emperor's treasury, those who are destined to get it.

The Swamp of Death came to an end, and after breaking through the gods, Zhang Chen felt that the sky was becoming more and more depressing.

He knew that the transformation of the gods was already the limit, and it was impossible to ask for a higher level here.

"Although there are many strange beasts left in this world, I have achieved my goal, and there is no need to look for it, even if I find an improvement, it is very small."

The figure turned into a transparent color, Zhang Chen crossed the sky, and left the death swamp in a blink of an eye.

As for the battle between the two realms of righteousness and demons, he had already said that he didn't want to participate in enlightenment, so naturally it was impossible to participate in it.

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Time flies, a month passes.

In the mountains and wilderness of Kongsang Mountain, Zhang Chen's sharp claws dug up the ground, and an earthy yellow Neidan came into view.

Sawu Nedan.

I didn't like it at the beginning, but now I naturally can't look down on it even more, it's just a demon king Neidan.

Throwing the Wuneidan into his mouth, Zhang Chen did not swallow it, and immediately crawled down, his spirit concentrated on the seven-inch position.

Suddenly, a wave of drowsiness rolled in, and consciousness was instantly submerged.

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Chat about the world, in Lanruo Temple.

The autumn wind was whining, the pavilion lake, and there was a ripple in the abrupt lake, and I saw a black shadow come out.

Knocking around, the weeds in the courtyard have grown tall, and a layer of dust has accumulated in the gazebo.

Stepping on the water on all fours, Zhang Chen glanced at the sky, and did not have the oppressive feeling in the world of Zhuxian.

"It seems that although this world has degraded to the end of the Dharma era, there is no restriction on the realm, the gods and Buddhas of the heavens disappeared for some reason, and the Buddha cultivation in the relics that Xiaomeng picked up that day was also a wisp of remnant soul......"

If you talk about the world level, the Liaozhai world doesn't know how many grades higher than Qingyun, but this world has degenerated, degraded to the level of Jindan immortals.

Sensing the smell in the air, Zhang Chen looked at the temple and said, "That little girl is estimated to have returned to the snow collar, this broken temple is actually inhabited, Yan Chixia can't do it?" ”

Thinking about it, his divine sense shrouded out, and what came into view was a Taoist priest with a bearded face and wearing a Taoist robe.

In the monk's house, Yan Chixia sat cross-legged, her face was suddenly pale, she opened her tiger eyes violently, and a trace of fine sweat appeared on her forehead.

"What a terrifying demon!"

Yan Chixia was covered in a cold sweat, grabbed the immortal sword on the ground, and fled as if she was killing her.

This breath is afraid that it is at the level of a peerless demon king.

He is in the realm of Void Pill, and facing this kind of demon is a dead end.

However, before he could escape from Lanruo Temple, he felt a wall blocking in front of him, which directly shook him back.

"Shushan disciple, come to the backyard."

The sonorous and powerful voice sounded in her ears, Yan Chixia's heart was shocked, her expression changed constantly, she took a deep breath, and walked towards the backyard of Lanruo Temple.

If this kind of demon king wants to kill him, it is estimated that he is useless as a golden pill.

Walking through the corridor and arriving in the backyard, you will be greeted by a black monster.

Zhang Chen's body was prostrate in the courtyard, almost filling the courtyard, his eyes were slightly raised, and his golden vertical pupils glanced at Yan Chixia, and said, "Ask you a few things." ”

In an instant, Yan Chixia broke out in a cold sweat, and the gaze revealed in her vertical pupils gave him unparalleled pressure.

"Your Excellency, may I ask."

"What's going on in Middle-earth lately?"

Yan Chixia thought for a moment and said, "I don't know that plagues, floods, and droughts can be regarded as big things? ”

"Tell me about it."

"A year ago, there was a demon monk in the capital, the demon monk bewitched the emperor, in fact, he coveted something in the capital, some masters said that the demon monk coveted the dragon vein, after the dragon vein was stolen, the national fortune was lost, and disasters around the country came.

In some places there was a drought, in some places there was a flood, and in other places there was a plague and many people died. There are fewer traces of demons and monsters, and some demon kings have disappeared, in short, the world is in chaos. ”

Hearing that Yan Chixia told the story, Zhang Chen knew that a year had passed since he left, which made him feel like a world away.

As for the demon kings, they did not disappear, but died, whether it was the thousand-year-old tree spirit or the old demon of Montenegro, he killed him.

Zhang Chen didn't expect that it would be so serious after he took the dragon vein, but the dragon veins were gone, and it was impossible to say that he would put them back.

So, he simply didn't think about such a disturbing thing.

After speaking, Yan Chixia stood aside, vigilantly staring at the demon king in front of her. When he came back to his senses, Zhang Chen's limbs stood up, and the former took a few steps back in fright.

"Alright, you can go."

"Farewell."

Hearing this, Yan Chixia said and left without looking back, this time she didn't encounter a barrier.

Waiting for Yan Chixia to leave, Zhang Chen's thoughts were racing.

The little girl said that she wanted to go back to the Drifting Snow Collar, but she probably had already gone back, and with her way, no demon beast dared to provoke her.

For the little goblin he cultivated, he naturally doesn't care like the yellow bird, he can kill if he wants.

All living beings, who can be ruthless.

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Zhu Xian ends here, Fengyun will not be written, and the next thing may be Gao Wu, starting with the White Snake.