In the Qinglian realm, the immortal has been in the thirty-eighth year.

Immortal Venerable summoned thousands of immortal islands to the lower realm in the Demon Suppression Sect, lectured on the immortal road, preached thousands of Taoism, and opened the immortal road in the prosperous world.

For a time, the sun was shining, the sky was falling, and the group cultivation was constantly enlightened.

There is also a master Fu Wenrui, who is enlightened on the spot, condenses the five-grade fire phoenix rune, and achieves the second real person in the world.

Then, the three real people returned to their positions, and the immortal venerable rose on the spot.

In the thirty-eight years of the Netherworld, there are two ancient forbidden places, and there are hidden dangers through the ages;

Destroy the world and thunder, extinguish the evil heaven, and start the beginning of Antai;

The second is to talk about the immortal road, open thousands of roads, and establish the foundation of the prosperous world;

lead thousands of monks to destroy demons and slay demons, recover lost land, and set a precedent for eternity;

Build tens of millions of star towns and wilderness, eliminate the scourge of demons, and set a thousand-year-old foundation;

Refining thousands of statues of gods, three covenants of the town boundary, to ensure that justice is not lost.

This is a true immortal who crosses the world, and his merits are immeasurable!

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Wang Zijia was wrapped in the familiar rich spatial light, and under a strong pull and locking feeling, he flew towards the endless void.

I don't know if it's because of the cultivation, or because of the positioning of the three of Mo Yunzi, it's completely different from the trance when I came.

During the flight, he could clearly perceive that he had broken through the space of the Qinglian Realm.

"What's the matter!"

Suddenly, Wang Zijia's retreat froze, and the strange sound made his heartbeat skip a beat, and he subconsciously looked back.

I saw that in the endless void, a huge divine light, like a searchlight, enveloped the Qinglian Realm and pulled towards an unknown place.

In the process, something was alarmed.

A white bone giant claw suddenly poked out from the void and fished into the pitch-black void, trying to grab the ball of light from the Blue Lotus Realm.

Probably because the Boundary Altar was broken, it could not be seen or touched, and the giant claw fished out two or three times in its void range, but it didn't catch anything.

"Roar!"

An angry roar came from Jiutian, making the surrounding space shake for a while, Wang Zijia looked at it with some horror, and subconsciously swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva.

I am extremely glad that I decided to be decisive and ran quickly.

Otherwise, the other party really found out that there was a problem with the demarcation altar, and it couldn't be stolen, so it turned out to be a ······ The outcome is unknown!

"Humph!"

In the huge divine light like a searchlight, a cold snort also came out at this time, and in the divine light, a faint starlight appeared.

Everything around stabilized again, and the streamer that Wang Zijia had stopped turned on again.

But probably because of the Void, he was very slow to start.

The jade pendant protecting him on his head also kept vibrating, as if it was constantly strengthened, and the prince Jia who saw it was terrified.

I'm really afraid that it won't be able to hold on to it the next moment, and it will shatter directly.

Fortunately, the quality of the things given by the sect was still fine, and as he continued to accelerate, I don't know how long it took before he turned into a streamer again and rushed towards the center of the searchlight-like divine light.

"Smack!"

In the next moment, Wang Zijia seemed to have plunged into the lake.

The jade pendant shattered, and endless silver light came into view, enveloping itself with the power of space.

The strong sense of spatial transformation made Wang Zijia a little trance-like.

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Wan Yuzong, Houde Peak, Soar to the Great Hall, Soar to the sky above the pool.

The three heads of the Divine Wheel, the huge figure with a surge of spiritual light, facing the huge space gate in front of them, constantly transmitting a huge amount of mana.

The three of them looked serious, their expressions changed from solemn to relaxed, and finally they breathed a sigh of relief, with a slight smile on their faces.

At this moment, the center is huge, like mercury, and the silver mirror appears like ripples, and the ripples continue to spread.

A figure emerges from it and is spit out.

"Whoa!"

After the figure was spit out, it fell directly into the ascension pool under the ascension platform.

The three figures slowly finished work, and they glanced at them casually, but they all showed surprise.

"The Nether Realm has only been in the realm for more than three months, but it is actually a real realm?"

"Ha, it's still a real mid-term!"

"The foundation is solid, there is no vanity, and it is broken through step by step?"

"The speed of time in the lower realm is at most a hundred years, right?"

"To be able to practice steadily and steadily in such a barren environment to achieve such results, this baby's title seems to be not so watery!"

"That's right, a false Taoist inheritance, although cherished, is also rare to be called a Taoist, there must be something special!"

"I don't know how many true varieties have been condensed?"

"Ask?"

"Forget it, let him go! When they enter the inner door and register, they will know. ”

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The three of them were in a heart-to-heart exchange, thinking for a thousand years, so in just a moment, they completed the exchange, one by one they received the divine light, and sat down again on the void of the main hall, no longer moving.

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Wang Zijia was in a trance, feeling that he had a dream, in which he passed through the silver lake where the energy of endless space was gathered, and fell into a sea of spiritual energy.

The rich aura gathered into a liquid state, and drilled into his body vigorously, as if he didn't want money. And the spiritual fluid is strange, and it also repairs possible physical damage and makes up for the lack of foundation, so that he has never felt so happy.

"Goo!"

I subconsciously wanted to take two more breaths, but as a result, a mouthful, violent spiritual fluid penetrated into my throat.

Even though these spiritual fluids are very special and extremely mild, the liquid aura is also a little violent after it explodes again in the body.

"Goo!"

During the subconscious struggle, Wang Zijia poured a few more mouthfuls, as if drowning and suffocating, he woke up.

He wasn't actually dreaming, but really in a pool of spiritual fluid.

The exercises in the body were running wildly, constantly refining these strange spiritual liquids.

"Goo!"

When he woke up, he immediately realized where he was, and decisively swallowed it again.

Above the Ascension Pool, the three bigwigs who had just closed their eyes opened their eyes in unison: "······"

On the edge of the Ascension Pool, Gu Wenhe, who was once in charge of Wang Zijia's work in the Nether Realm, looked at Wang Zijia who was pouring spiritual liquid into the Ascension Pool, and was stunned for a moment.

The atmosphere was once weird!

Among the three Divine Monarchs, when Wang Zijia was working in the lower realm, Tian Letong, who had paid attention to Wang Zijia a few times, shook his head speechlessly, and said, "I can understand how he broke through so quickly!" ”

Two Gods: "······"

Guwen River: "······"

Tian Letong's words woke up the stunned Gu Wenhe, his face was full of helplessness, his mana fluctuated slightly, and he said: "Senior Brother Wang, if you continue to pour it like this, I'm afraid you will have to pay the law money, and then it won't be a matter of one or two thousand!" ”

Wang Zijia, who had long noticed the movement above, originally planned to pretend to be blind and take this opportunity to gather more wool.

Hearing the words of asking for money, the action of pouring the spiritual liquid instantly froze.

"Whoa!"

He rushed out of the Ascension Pool, floated up, and said with a sneer: "That, just came up, my brain was a little trance, and I was almost choked by the spiritual fluid, thank you Senior Brother Gu for waking up!" ”

Sangami-kun: "······"

Guwen River: "······"

Before you open your eyes and talk nonsense, can you first refine the spiritual power in your body that is about to go berserk?

Wang Zijia floated to the edge of the ascension pool, saluted the three bigwigs in the sky and Gu Wenhe, decisively changed the topic, and said, "Fortunately, I am not dishonored!" ”

Tian Letong looked at Wang Zijia carefully for a moment, and said, "There is a demon cub in the Qinglian Realm with a bone soul view? ”

When Wang Zijia heard this, he said respectfully: "Elder Hui Tian's words, I did find a demonic remnant soul, and it was still my sect's disciple Senior Brother Yu Guangye, who opened a demarcation altar in the lower realm and sacrificed a continent, trying to anchor it to the Bone Soul Temple. ”

The four people in the main hall frowned together, Tian Letong turned his hand and clicked on a light curtain, looked at it, and then operated a few times, and said: "Go and hand in the task, and then give a detailed explanation of this matter." ”

"Disciple commands!" Wang Zijia saluted respectfully again.

The Three Great Divine Monarchs ignored them and closed their eyes again.

"Let's go, Senior Brother Wang, I'll bring it and hand in the task!" Gu Wenhe made a gesture of invitation to Wang Zijia, and said yes.

Wang Zijia returned the salute slightly, and while quickly refining the massive spiritual power in his body, he stepped out towards the outside.

While moving forward, Gu Wenhe looked Wang Zijia up and down for a moment, and said: "After a farewell of March, the junior brother is really impressive, in such a short period of time, the true species of runes have been condensed." Senior brother is only eighteen now, right? ”

When Wang Zijia heard this, he showed a wry smile and said, "Senior brother, don't be joking, why are you eighteen years old!" For you, senior brother, it's just a few months, but for me, it's already been dozens of cold and summer in a hurry! ”

"That's amazing, in the sect, the people with the best spiritual roots, who can condense the true seed before the age of 100 and achieve real people, are all famous people. Senior brother, your name is really going to resound throughout the whole sect. Gu Wenhe said with a little envy.

The best spiritual root, a hundred years of achievement of real people, as long as the condensed rune true seed is not the lower three grades, the sect will definitely vigorously support it, and it is only a matter of time before the infant god is achieved!

While the two were talking, they walked out of the palace group of the Flying Ascension Hall, set up the spiritual light, and flew towards another mountain peak.

Wang Zijia looked at the seven peaks that were towering like clouds, like heavenly pillars.

The Nether has been mixed for a while, even if he is called an immortal and an ancestor, but when he returns to Wanyu again, Wang Zijia's experience of Wanyu's strength is a little more profound.

Gu Wenhe led Wang Zijia, left Houde Peak, flew towards Baizhi Peak next door, and turned his hand and sent a message.

"Senior Brother Gu, are we going to the Inner Gate Mission Headquarters?" Wang Zijia looked at the direction and asked.

"Well, there is a special person to deal with it here, and it is more convenient to get it than the outer gate headquarters below." Gu Wenhe nodded, tilted his head and said to Wang Zijia:

"Senior brother, you have now become a real person, should you continue to be your vein master, or enter the Seven Peaks to become an inner disciple? If you enter the inner door, there are a lot of locations in the four courtyards of Houdefeng, and you can probably choose. ”

Wang Zijia said without much thought: "It took a lot of hard work to open the pulse, how can you have to eat two waves of sect welfare." ”

When Gu Wenhe heard this, he thought of Wang Zijia's action of swallowing the spiritual liquid in the Flying Ascension Pool just now, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he said with some joy: "I forgot about your temperament, junior brother." ”

Wang Zijia: "??? ”

What kind of personality am I?

Don't slander people!

Between the words, the two flew unhurriedly.

Wang Zijia gradually discovered a problem, to be precise, he found it just now out of the Ascension Palace.

Unlike before the Nether, where you could see the light everywhere, and you could see real people in the blink of an eye, now the seven peaks ······ Seems a little too deserted.

When the two of them came to Baizhi Peak, where the main courtyard of the mission courtyard was located, and saw that the people flying in and out of the main courtyard were no longer endless, Wang Zijia was sure that he was not wrong in perception.

While the two of them drifted towards a group of side halls, Wang Zijia asked, "The inner door seems to be a little deserted recently?" ”

Gu Wenhe paused slightly when he heard this, and then said, "Senior brother, before you went to the lower realm, didn't you already receive a notice from the whole sect?" ”

"All gone to the battlefield?" Wang Zijia said stunned.

"That's not really, it's just the mobilization stage, and it's not yet a mandatory task. Naturally, it was impossible to go all of them. ”

"However, the sect has been preparing for three months, and about two months ago, a full-scale war started at the border Moon Demon Cliff."

"It's been nearly two months now, and no one has taken advantage of us and the Bone Soul View."

"The battlefield was stalemate, and the number of troops was increased twice. In addition, both sides have been gearing up for a long time, and they have long wanted to fight. Many disciples on our side are holding their breath, of course, more for resources. ”

"After all, the sect has been peaceful for two thousand years, many resources have become a certainty, and the things in the hands of each family and academy are tense.

Hearing this, Wang Zijia nodded suddenly, roughly clarifying the situation.

While the two were communicating, they had already floated into a palace complex.

"Haha, Brother Wenhe, you're really a rare guest, it's rare for you to come to me!" The two of them descended and landed in front of a hall, and a sturdy young man came over laughing.

"Senior Brother Luo, what you said about it, I didn't see you usually go to my side to sit down if you have something to do!" With a smile, Gu Wenhe walked towards the young man.

"I want to go, but the problem is that the idle people in the Ascension Hall are not allowed to enter, and it is usually difficult to get a quota!" Luo Yongyang laughed and replied.

Between the words, the two actually hugged each other quite warmly.

Such a move is rare in Wanyu.

Obviously, the two have a very good relationship, and they may even be genius brothers in the same period back then.

"This is the genius junior brother you are talking about?" Luo Yongyang and Gu Wenhe hugged for a moment, then looked at Wang Zijia, and said while looking.

"But no, the eighteen-year-old real person who cultivated the Eight Classics, have you ever seen it?" Gu Wenhe said. Between the words, he said to Wang Zijia: "Luo Yongyang, a disciple of the Luo family." ”

"Huh?!" When Luo Yongyang heard this, he was stunned for a while.

Wang Zijia smiled bitterly and said, "Senior Brother Luo, don't listen to Senior Brother Gu's nonsense, I have been in the Qinglian Realm for nearly a hundred years, and I have just ascended." ”

When Luo Yongyang heard this, he suddenly said: "I see, the demarcation task that the junior brother did? ”

Wang Zijia nodded and said, "Yes, I just came back and came here to hand in the task." ”

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