At first, I didn't feel anything, but after a while, the sun falling from the sky obviously dimmed and became darker.

The great day mantra, hooking the void sun and the true fire, gathering into words, what a great power, whimsical ideas. Only immortal magic can do this, and for Xiao Chen's current cultivation, it is almost a miracle.

Xiao Chen opened his mouth and spit out a yang character, the yang of the sun, but it was not a simplified or a font that Xiao Chen was familiar with, but a rather mysterious font.

The golden yang characters, gathering all the sun true fire hooked by Xiao Chen, fell to the ground with the sound, and the font was full of golden flames emitting out.

In an instant, thousands of miles of red land, the ground slammed, and it was all burned to a scorched paste, red and red, as if it had been exposed to the scorching sun for a hundred years.

Some of the weeds and small trees on the ground were burned to ashes in the first place.

Click, click, click, cracks like gullies spread on the ground, and in the blink of an eye, a thousand miles of land fell apart.

Although it is in the Firmament Realm, whether it is the spatial structure or the aura in the earth, it cannot be compared with the Kunlun Realm.

But the destructive power caused by Sancheng's Dari mantra, Xiao Chen is also very satisfied.

For the immortal magic power, although it can't be done handily now, like martial arts, it will never fail to cast spells.

The biggest penance of a year and a half is not the improvement of strength, but the precipitation of a state of mind. Between gains and losses, Xiao Chen's whole person has undergone a transformation, and his current state of mind is comparable to those old monsters who have lived for hundreds of years.

"It's time to go to the Nether Cult. ”

Xiao Chen took it and stood up, looked in the direction of the ancient land, and said calmly.

The mysterious figure of the Netherworld Sect has been a thorn in Xiao Chen's heart since he appeared, and he always felt that this person's origin had a lot to do with him.

Xiao Xiong kicked himself out of the house, maybe it was also related to the Netherworld Sect, and now that his strength has arrived, he is confident that even in the face of the mysterious person's body, he has the power to protect himself.

Netherworld Sect, what is the tiger's den of Longtan, you will know if you break through.

Half a day later, Xiao Chen came to the Sky Annihilation Lake, above the island where the Netherworld Sect was located, and couldn't help but flutter slightly, under the divine sense, the island was actually empty.

With a hint of doubt, Xiao Chen landed on the island and walked between the secret rooms of various building bunkers, feeling the demonic aura lingering in the air.

I'm sure I'm not in the wrong place, this is the rudder of the Nether Sect in the Firmament, but for some reason, all of a sudden it all withdrew.

Where have you gone, the Abyss Demon Realm?

Xiao Chen's powerful divine sense swept back and forth around the island, not letting go of anything, looking for something that interested him.

An altar on the island caught his attention, his figure flickered, and Xiao Chen came to this palace. On the ground of the hall was a large and neat futon, and there were two places on the futon, which were obviously recesses that only had been kneeling on for many years.

Above was the altar that exuded a dark aura, and behind the altar was a black statue that had been smashed to pieces.

Xiao Chen stepped forward quickly, came to the edge of the altar, and looked down, only to see black smoke billowing out, and there was a mysterious formation at the bottom that had also been destroyed.

A gust of wind blew, and the pungent smell of nausea blood wafted out of the altar.

Xiao Chen frowned slightly, I don't know how many people have died in this altar to exude such a terrifying smell of blood, if not million, but also 100,000.

His gaze fell to the back, the smashed black statue, Xiao Chen's heart moved, the Heavenly Saint Law in his body surged, and he stretched out his hand to punch out the power of several laws.

Fragments of statues floated in front of his eyes, Xiao Chen was an expert in this area for statues, and it was not difficult to restore these thousands of statues.

The hands were linked, and the fragments, under Xiao Chen's control, quickly combined, but in a moment, an intact statue appeared in front of Xiao Chen's eyes.

The statue is three meters high, the whole body is dark, the body is draped in ancient clothes, the eyes are blood-red, there is an indescribable powerful aura, vast as the starry sky, long as a river.

A strange picture appeared in front of him, and in his ears, it seemed that hundreds of millions of ghosts could be heard worshipping and praising and singing, and an invisible mysterious force was all converging towards the statue.

The creatures were all the same, expressionless and insensitive, and the statues seemed to come to life, opening their mouths and swallowing thousands of creatures.

Far from being painless, the ghost's face was filled with joy, a detached expression.

Bang!

The combined statues were shattered all at once, shattered into powder, and could no longer be reunited, and the picture in front of Xiao Chen's eyes was gone.

Xiao Chen was shocked by this picture on the spot, and he couldn't come back to his senses for half a sound.

"Is this the mysterious demon god of the Abyss Demon Realm? How does it feel, it looks like the forbidden methods of those demon cultivators during the Cultivation Era. ”

After cultivating immortal art and re-studying some basic knowledge on the Cultivation Truth, Xiao Chen could see that this was an extremely cruel and predatory cultivation supernatural power that violated the way of heaven.

It is the forbidden supernatural power of the evil sect demon cultivators, and the cultivation of the true book is recorded in the righteous path cultivation technique, and there are few records of this kind of demon cultivation, but only a few words.

Xiao Chen somewhat understood why the Abyss Demon Realm, every few thousand years, would have a Demon God Blood Sacrifice to slaughter the creatures of the Kunlun Realm.

The Netherworld Sect in the Abyss Demon Realm is definitely related to some demon cultivators in the Immortal Dao Era.

It's just that I don't know why those demons are willing to risk huge sacrifices to invade Kunlun for them.

Kunlun realm is not a soft persimmon, the invasion of the Eighteen Demon Emperors has caused huge losses to Kunlun, but it itself will not end well.

"In less than eight years, maybe a little earlier, the Demon God Blood Sacrifice is coming. It's time for me to go back too. ”

Xiao Chen flew out of the island, paused for a half in the sky above, opened his mouth and spit out a word, the sky suddenly darkened a lot, and the mysterious yang character fell suddenly.

This time there was not much reservation, Xiao Chen used eighty percent of his strength, and with a bang, the small island with a radius of hundreds of miles fell apart in an instant, turning into ashes and disappearing into the Sky Annihilation Lake.

Looking at the island that no longer existed, Xiao Chen showed a look of satisfaction in his eyes, and returned to the Heavenly Sword Pavilion to spend more than a month of relaxing time, and then said goodbye to Liu Ruyue and the others.

Before parting, he handed over the refining Broken Saint Pill to Liu Ruyue.

Xiao Chen was able to stay in the sky for two years, Liu Ruyue was already very satisfied, knowing that he would have to leave sooner or later, but she also knew that he would definitely come back.

In the Kunlun realm, Xiao Chen will definitely become an emperor.

When I came, it was sent by the Haotian Emperor, and it was convenient and there was no consumption, and it was a little troublesome to leave, so I had to let the sect master of the Haotian Sect in the Firmament Realm first inform the people on the Haotian Star in the Kunlun Realm.

After both sides are ready, this cross-dimensional teleportation can be carried out, and if you have the strength of the Martial Emperor, it will be much easier.

After three days when everything was done, under the accumulation of a large number of spirit stone teleportation arrays, the fixed space-time channel was opened, and Xiao Chen calmly returned to Haotian Star.

"It's been two years, and you're finally back. ”

Outside the teleportation array, Xiao Chen didn't expect that Great Elder Han Qinghe would come to greet him in person, and hurriedly stepped forward to return the salute.

Han Qinghe saw Xiao Chen at first sight, and suddenly felt that he had changed a lot, and he actually had the feeling of facing a master of his peers, you must know that he was a grandmaster-level martial saint, and he was now three hundred years old.

After a closer look at it for the second time, he found that Xiao Chen's realm was still a low-grade Martial Saint, but the Heavenly Saint Law with the thickness of the baby's arm was a little surprising.

The realm of a low-grade martial saint, the law of a single heavenly saint, is actually much more powerful than that of an ordinary high-grade martial saint.

But that's just it, the combat power of the mid-grade martial saint is even in the sky, how can it bring him the illusion of a master of the same generation at first glance.

Han Qinghe couldn't help but be puzzled, it was expected that Xiao Chen must have undergone earth-shaking changes in the past two years.

"Go, follow me, I'll test your strength. ”

Xiao Chen followed behind Han Qinghe, flying in mid-air, unhurriedly, looking at the Quartet Compared with two years ago, Haotian Star was obviously much more angry.

From time to time, you can see that the young generation of martial artists flying in the air, most of them have the strength of a half-saint.

From Han Qinghe's mouth, Xiao Chen also probably knew something about the changes that had taken place in the Kunlun Realm when he left in the past two years.

Now that the Kunlun realm is really in chaos, the small-scale friction that has always existed among the major clans has turned into a fierce battle, and from time to time there is news of the fall of the elder high-grade martial saints.

The top bosses of all races, the kings and emperors, also gave up, and the battle was still intensified, and the grandmaster-level martial saints were not allowed to interfere.

Xiao Chen probably understood the meaning, this chaos was deliberately jumped up by several kings of various races.

The purpose is nothing more than to give birth to several grandmaster-level martial saints in the fierce battle, before the Demon God Blood Sacrifice comes, to increase the chance of victory.

The Demon God Blood Sacrifice is coming, and the real protagonists must be the kings of both sides, the Great Emperor and the Demon Emperor, but it is these grandmaster-level martial saints who decide the victory.

The reason is very simple, between Emperor Wu, it is easy to distinguish the winner and lose, but it is very difficult to say who kills whom.

The other party can really lead the team to slaughter the martial artists and collect the ghosts, or the battlefield where the grandmaster-level martial saint and the quasi-emperor and emperor-level masters above duel must be the starry sky of the universe.

Won't meddle in the battle above the ground in the Kunlun realm.

When the time comes, there will be one more grandmaster-level martial saint, and the Kunlun realm will have an extra chance of winning, and heroes will be born in troubled times.

Although the price is expensive, there will be a large number of older martial saints, or younger geniuses will fall into it, but the effect is definitely the best.

The two came to one place, and in the wide martial arts arena, Han Qinghe waved his hand, asking all the juniors in the field to retreat, and he came to the arena first.

This move immediately attracted the attention of the other sect disciples and the elders of the inner sect on the martial arts field.

Great Elder Han Qinghe, one of the few powerhouses in Haotian Sect who can reach the Grandmaster-level Martial Saint Cultivation, not only have many disciples never seen him make a move, but many Inner Sect elders have never seen Han Qinghe make a move.