It was just an "annual regular meeting" between the two ministries of water and fire, which lasted for more than a month before it came to an end.

If you add in the other time spent, it basically means that the monks of the second division can spend very little time on cultivation each year.

Is this kind of competition really meaningful?

These days, Li Qinglang has been thinking about such a question.

"Do you know what is the reason why the battle between the two monks is so fierce?"

Yao Xiuxiu opened her eyes indifferently, glanced at the contest between the Ascension Realm cultivators that was going on now, and then asked her junior brother.

For her, being able to attend this kind of scene can be regarded as a face-saving situation, so it didn't take long to press hard to open her eyes in the battle before the ascension.

In the realm of the Golden Immortal, what is needed is the real accumulation of time and the grinding of water drops.

"For what? Can't always be the first to grab? ”

Li Qinglang was a little puzzled, but he still replied in his heart.

If as Senior Sister said, not only is the guardian of Yuhua Continent the Fire Ancestor, but even the number of Golden Immortals is more than that of the Water Ministry.

At that level, even if it is more than half a person, it is enough to match a domain.

The golden immortal is an existence that can cross the long river of time.

In those years, he salvaged the fragments of the Great Dao Glaze, or the fragments of the golden body of the ancient gods, and then tempered his body and truly embarked on the path of God.

"It's really a false name to compete for the strongest force in the so-called fairy world."

Yao Xiuxiu shook her head and chuckled, but soon she seemed to sigh slightly, and the smile slowly dissipated, turning into a trace of resentment and sneer.

"Then guess why they are fighting for this first place? I'll give you a hint, it's related to Qi Yun. ”

Afraid that the little junior brother would not be able to turn around, she also specially gave a clue.

Li Qinglang's thinking at the beginning was indeed off, but he quickly figured out the joints.

Qi Yun once set up many heart-to-heart tribulations, so that the senior brother could truly "move forward with a heavy load", firmly establish a path of physical sanctification, and also let the third senior sister wander on the avenue of water and fire, and could not come out for a long time.

And his ultimate goal is just a sentence that he once said to himself:

"We are brothers, I am the most like Master, and you can't do it."

is the most like the master, so he is also the most qualified to die before the master!

If slaying the dragon is the first step, then this step Qi Yun has already given up to the junior brother. The only thing left is to practice, and then ascend to heaven.

Use his father's hand to refine the sword Qingcang that was given to him, and slay the heavenly demons!

So Li Qinglang abandoned the idea of competing for interests between the two sides, and said the possibility that went in the opposite direction: "Is it to be able to die first?" ”

As soon as these words came out, even he felt a little ridiculous.

How can a monk who seeks immortality and an infinite avenue rush to die?

But it also made him feel awe-struck, and even felt that the fairy world should be like this!

Of course, there are several categories of these people.

One is the kind of person who feels that the later he dies, the more shameful he becomes; One is that they feel that there are tall people on top of the sky when the sky falls, so they might as well grab resources, hurry up and practice, and eventually beg for death;

The last category just feels that it is none of their business and wants to live a "better" ......"

Yao Xiuxiu sighed, "So I once made an oath, if I don't kill all the demons in my heart, then the first thing I turn into a heavenly demon to attack the world is to cleanse the world with a sea of fire, and the last kind of Xiaoxiao will only die the fastest and the worst!" ”

"If everyone is like a god, then there will be no heavenly demons."

Li Qinglang felt the strong murderous aura contained in his senior sister's Taoism, and couldn't help but reach out and clasp the other party's hand, and comforted him softly.

"The world does not exist because of them, much less because they are worthy of salvation."

"The gods have watched the world for thousands of years, and the only way to save themselves is to save themselves."

"Senior sister, it's time for you to rest. When the game is over, I'll call you again. ”

Li Qinglang spoke softly, and under the agitated murderous aura and majestic Dao intent, he saw a strong sense of tiredness.

"Hmm."

Yao Xiuxiu turned her head to look at her junior brother, with relief in her eyes, as if she was satisfied and happy to see her own brother finally grow up.

Nodding her head, she leaned to the side, half-leaning on the ornate throne where the light of the gem spilled, and supported her head with her hands, and she quickly fell into a deep sleep, breathing steadily.

Li Qinglang stared at his senior sister's face, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and an oath in his heart:

Senior Brother, Senior Brother Qi Yun, Third Senior Sister, I'm here.

In the future, this catastrophe, Master's revenge will be borne by me!

Firm in his inner penance, Li Qinglang's state of mind also settled down at this moment.

Both sides have not been so comfortable in years, and now they are on both sides, and they can deliver everything defenselessly.

Li Qinglang didn't rest or close his eyes to practice or anything, but kept his eyes on the battlefield below.

What kind of primordial infant turned into a god, and even the battle of ascension was nothing to him now.

All the trajectories of the moves, the budget of the operation, could not escape his incomparably sharp thoughts.

But there is one thing, that is, the strange spells mastered by these people seem to be born for the sake of fairyland.

Even the simplest fireballs and water curtains have a hint of avenue charm in them. It can be said that it is the most clumsy imitation of the laws of Wonderland.

It's a pity that these visions can only be seen by the fairy realm monks.

Looking back at the past, I don't know that I have three thousand avenues.

In this regard, the monks of the Void World would be countless times behind. There is no doubt that if the two sides are in the same realm, the monks of the world will lose very badly.

In addition, compared to the Void World, the more perfect and richer various Dao veins also gave him a lot of insights.

Divine consciousness turned into nothingness, and in that small world of human body, Li Qinglang separated a wisp of his mind to imitate those spells.

I saw that the divine thought clone that was the same as me hovered over the vast sea of spirits with his hand, raised his hand and pointed at it, and spit out a word in his mouth.

"Water!"

Immediately, there were great avenue fluctuations in front of him, and the aura evolved, and then condensed into a water curtain, and then changed into a cone thorn, and then a thousand weapons.

The Five Elements Avenue is gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, he tried them one by one, and then began to try other avenues.

For example, at this moment, in the martial arts arena, a flying swordsman uses a flying sword path that is very similar to Mu An.

However, in the final analysis, because of the different Dao systems, the aura's operating routes, etc., there is a big difference in its killing power and the number of changes.

Li Qinglang watched the operation of those flying swords, and then looked at the wonderful spells of the rest of the battlefield, as if his heart was divided into countless points, and he practiced at the same time.

But seeing that he was in the lake in his heart, a wisp of divine thought opened his mouth gently.

"Here comes the sword!"

Suddenly, even a small world of human beings was shaking.

Above the vast spiritual sea, a million flying swords appeared in Qi Brush, full of golden light, but they quickly dissipated, and the final number was sharply reduced to less than half.

Moreover, the golden sword slowly changed shape, and then condensed into the shape of the Absolute Sword.

Countless spiritual qi condensed, and Li Qinglang's divine thought clone couldn't help frowning, because at that moment, he seemed to have grasped a certain ancient sword path.

It's a pity that the two sides finally missed each other.

The real heaven and earth shook and made the entire martial arts arena feel shocked, and they didn't know what was going on.

Only the mountaintop monks who have reached the peak of the fairy realm and have truly entered the golden immortal realm can see that in just a moment, it seems that there is an incomparably wide river of time and time.

And in that distant past, there seemed to be a sword-wielding man walking slowly, a pair of golden eyes showing the posture of a god!

The sky shook, on a spiritual continent that had turned into Shura's blood and soil.

Faintly visible, seven figures sat cross-legged at the forefront.

Three of them seem to be shining in the sun, with golden bodies, and their bodies are as big as mountains, as if they hold up the entire void world.

There are still three of them, or they are full of water and water, and they are like the unfathomable abyss; or a sea of fire that burns into the air, and destroys everything; or thunder, like the master of purgatory.

The last one is ordinary, with no aura, no great avenue manifestation, just sitting there quietly.

The seven legendary Great Cultivators of the Divine Realm opened their eyes in unison at this moment, as if they had caught a glimpse of an ancient being coming from time and forth, and finally sighed lonely, accompanied by a certain sword light.

"What is gone will eventually pass away, and even that being cannot return, otherwise it will bring back even more terrible disasters."

I couldn't tell which golden-bodied god spoke, and the sky was mighty, and it shook a continent outside the sky.

"Hehehe, the gods still have the end of their years, and we are infinitely free!"

A woman's chuckle rang out, and the void shook, as if some terrifying being was about to break through the void.

Without seeing how to move, a god looked coldly, and in the incomparably high dome, where the space was like glass shattering, a weak and boneless slender white jade root stretched out, blocking the attack that could easily destroy countless armies.

This is not the first time that the two sides have collided, so as soon as they open their mouths, they are full of gunpowder.

"The time hasn't come yet, so you also want to enter the void world?"

The god spoke, cold and unforgiving.

Then the monk, who seemed to be the most ordinary, slowly got up and took one step to the outside of some invisible dome.

Without the cover of this dome, there is a dark and lifeless universe in front of me, but there is still the light of the nebula, shining from the endless distance.

Just before appreciating these beauties, you need to ignore a certain super continent that has been half shattered, and the outer heavenly demons who have now gathered into an army and gathered outside the spirit continent.

"Disperse!"

The monk just raised his hand slightly, and when he pressed it forward, he saw countless Heavenly Demon armies retreating in an instant, rumbling like a reverse flow of time.

In a few moments, the armies were back on the shattered and dark continent.

"Amazing, amazing, just I wanted to ask. Will those who have comprehended the Tao of Time eventually get lost in time? ”

A bewitching woman dressed in broken battle armor and exposing many snow-white spots of her skin walked out of the void and confronted the person who mastered the time path in her mouth.

"Guess."

The Daoist of Time finally spoke, and his voice was full of old and young, as if it was full of the vicissitudes of time.

But soon, it stabilized in the appearance of a young man, ordinary.

Just like when the Great War broke through, even if the immortals broke through the realm, they still couldn't save the sect from destruction.

And only he knows:

Can understand the time, not the break, the difference of one word, the world is different.