"From now on, as long as there are four elephants, none of you will die!"

The green dragon's eagle-like gaze swept over the six hundred people one by one, and every promise was as heavy as a mountain. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's our responsibility to get everybody out in peace."

Zhao Shanhe's expression was solemn.

"Let's go, make a final break with the Dark Council."

Qin Ziyou's expression was resolute, her heart was still worried about Mi Yu and Chen Tianyun, hoping that they would survive......

On that day, led by the four young giants, Huaxia 600 geniuses slaughtered towards the misty forest in the center of the Tiankeng world, wanting to fight to the death with the Dark Council.

Misty Forest.

It has been more than half a month since Chen Si fled into the Misty Forest, and August and the others are still waiting here.

"My lord, are we going to wait like this?"

Finally, someone couldn't help it and asked.

"Don't worry."

August sneered, "It was Qin Ziyou, one of the four young giants of Huaxia, who fled at the beginning, and after so many days, she should almost find other Huaxia geniuses, and after the assembly, she is going to come back for revenge." Instead of going to them one by one, it's better to wait here and wait for them to come to the door themselves. ”

"The so-called four young giants are not worth mentioning in my eyes, and I will kill as many martial artists as I want below the neutron state."

"I, August, want to single-handedly destroy the future of Huaxia Martial Dao!"

……

However, neither Huaxia genius nor August would have thought that at this moment, in a corner of the Tiankeng world.

In the shadow of the mountains, in a catacomb.

The tomb hall was dark, with only a few rays of light shining down from the ceiling and projecting onto a large crystal coffin.

Around the coffin, four tall adjudicators, like four gods of war, stood, each exuding an aura like an abyss and a sea.

They all looked fanatical, staring at the coffin.

Inside the coffin, there was a sleeping man.

The man, with a perfect male body, and a face like a knife and axe, with long hair, half black and half white, still exuded a domineering temperament even in his deep sleep, making people have no doubt that once he opened his eyes, he would reign over the world.

Time passes.

The four major adjudicators waited silently.

Finally, I don't know how long it took.

Swish!

That man, to be precise, Wu Changfeng, opened his eyes.

"Leader, you're finally awake!"

The four adjudicators looked excited.

Wu Changfeng's face was joyless and sad, and he slowly floated up, he was bathed in light, his arms were spread, his wide robe was hunting, and the long black and white hair behind him was dancing wildly in the wind, full of unstoppable domineering.

Buzz!

A vast spiritual force, centered on Wu Changfeng, surged throughout the catacombs, like a gorgeous storm, making the four major adjudicators tremble.

"Leader, you... You've finally reached that realm?! ”

Their tones trembled, and they looked at Wu Changfeng's gaze, full of awe.

"I, how long have I been asleep?"

Wu Changfeng didn't answer their question, but frowned and asked.

"It's been twenty years since you last went into retreat."

The adjudicators replied tremblingly, under the pressure of Wu Changfeng's spiritual power, their bodies seemed to be pressed against a heavy mountain, and they couldn't even straighten their waists.

"Hmph."

Wu Changfeng suddenly snorted coldly, and he didn't see any movement, only heard a boom, the ground shook, and the entire catacombs collapsed.

Woohoo blah blah!

Five figures rushed out of the ground.

"Follow me, step on the Sanctuary!"

Wu Changfeng's voice was as cold as death from hell.

A group of five people rushed towards the misty forest.

In the dark, perhaps it is the traction of the power of fate, the genius of Huaxia, the Dark Council, Wu Changfeng, and all forces are converging towards the Misty Forest.

Surge forward!

Templars, shrines.

Five days have passed since Chen Si entered the virtual cabin.

Five days doesn't sound like a long time, but in that mysterious spiritual world, it means that fifteen years have passed.

Mi Yu has been waiting by the virtual cabin, sleepless, waiting for Chen Si to return.

By her side, Wu Yu loyally carried out Chen Si's orders and protected Mi Yu's safety.

"Guardian, you say, can he contact the Rescuer?"

The holy woman couldn't help but ask.

"Leave it to fate."

The Guardian sighed, he had grown older in recent days.

……

The spiritual world.

In the endless wilderness, Chen Sitou didn't look back, and he didn't know how long he had escaped.

He could never have imagined that the prosperous and powerful Ivory City would be slaughtered by the army of devourers falling from the sky, eight trillion celestial beings would die tragically, and the former paradise would be reduced to hell.

This world is terrible.

His only thought now is to get out of here immediately and return to Earth.

However, he faces a very serious problem.

The default landing "IP" of the virtual pod on Earth is located in Ivory City, and now this "IP" has been destroyed.

He must find another city of celestials and reset the "IP" in order to return to Earth.

Fortunately, Chen Si wrote down in detail the map of the 108 cities of the Celestial and Human Civilization in his mind.

In his memory, the closest city to Ivory City was Tower City, and to get there at his speed, it would take ...... Three years.

This means that he will spend the next three years in the wilderness, with the potential to encounter many terrifying Devourers along the way.

It's a daunting challenge.

But he could only accept it.

With Chen Si's strength, in the wilderness of the spiritual world, he is not a ruthless character, but he is not an ant to be manipulated.

The first month.

Along the way, he was cautious and smooth.

The second month.

During this month, Chen Si encountered a terrible Devourer, fought with it, and finally managed to kill it with the help of Void Breaker.

But Chen Si was also injured a lot, his mental strength was damaged, and he recuperated for a long time before continuing on the road.

The third month.

Fourth month.

Fifth month.

……

Two years have passed like this, and Chen Si is getting closer and closer to Tacheng.

In the past two years of wilderness training, he has also further tempered himself, from a rookie spiritual master, to a battle-hardened spiritual master, and his actual combat ability has been doubled compared to before.

Moreover, under the stimulation of a long-term high-intensity and high-pressure environment, his mental strength has also increased again, reaching 27, and then to a higher level!

Even, Chen Si began to study new spiritual techniques.

As a unique spiritual teacher of the space department, Chen Si has no teacher, and everything has to be explored by himself.

But this feeling of being a pioneer excites him.

He was convinced that the power of space was supreme.

Breaking the void is only the initial use of the power of space, and what Chen Siwei wants is a much more powerful means than breaking the void.

He condensed his spiritual power, and the spirit of the whole person burned.

In the sky, a huge, translucent palm faintly appeared, and the power of space flowed in the five fingers, like the five-fingered mountain of the Buddha, full of suffocating oppressive force.

However,

Boom!

In the end, the palm of the hand failed to condense and form, and it shattered, and Chen Si's spirit was also affected a lot and withered.