In the starry sky, the holy sword was shining brightly, blooming with a glittering divine brilliance, echoing with the origin of Cangmu Heng. At this moment, Cangmu Heng, who had been expressionless, showed surprise, looking at the holy sword in front of him, and his eyes gradually flashed with essence.

"Kill!"

"Cut it clean. ”

"The only way for a weak race to disappear is to disappear. ”

The Sanskrit cultivators gathered around sneered.

More than a dozen ordinary emperors pressed over together, their power was shocking, and their momentum was moving.

"Oh, Uncle Shi, they've been killed. ”

Ye Xi shouted.

Cangmu Heng's face was expressionless, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face. He grabbed the holy sword in front of him, and the holy sword roared and swung it forward casually.

"Boom!"

The incomparable holy power surged, and the celestial pattern shook, shattering time and space.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

Patches of blood mist exploded, and wisps, wisps, intertwined with the starry sky.

Ye Xi's eyes widened: "It's amazing!"

All around, the Sanskrit monks surrounded the two of them, and they all changed color at this moment, even the strong man at the end of the emperor was moved. Just now, this powerhouse at the end of the emperor sensed an extremely terrifying threat, a threat of death.

"Let's go!"

The strong man at the end of this emperor shouted.

It felt the terrifyingness of the holy sword in Cangmu Heng's hand, and there was a power that could be wiped out.

Cangmu Heng's eyes swept forward, and he said indifferently: "Stay." ”

He didn't make any extra moves, and the holy sword in his hand swung out and slashed down diagonally.

"Boom!"

The holy sword slashed through a ghostly light, slicing through the starry sky.

"Poof!"

The emperor's blood spread, staining the starry sky red.

A strong man at the end of the emperor of the Sanskrit clan was killed with a single blow, and everyone in the starry sky was frightened, trembling, and fleeing frantically. However, they were greeted with a simple sword, shattering everything and destroying everything.

Soon, the surroundings fell silent.

"Uncle Shi, this sword is so powerful!"

Ye Xi jumped over.

Cang Mu Heng nodded, put away the holy sword, and the essence in his eyes was even worse.

After a while, a smile appeared on his expressionless face, and he left here with Ye Xi.

After thousands of years, the old people are making progress, Cangmu Heng is now in the eighth heaven of the emperor, Chen Yifeng and the others are naturally not bad, all of them are powerful masters of the emperor realm.

......

Terran Ancestral Star ......

Penglai Immortal Island, Jiang Xiaofan stood on the head of the old turtle, the essence in his eyes was faint, and it quickly disappeared and became dull. He looked ahead, stunned, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Whew!"

The old turtle called lightly, and a voice came out.

"What will the future hold?" Jiang Xiaofan shook his head and said, "It's hard to say clearly. ”

The old turtle made a sound again, as if sighing.

Jiang Xiaofan stood up, stared into the distance, and said, "I have reached the end of the emperor, I think, the current Kunlun Immortal Realm is more suitable for me." I will be in retreat there for 500 years, striking at the last Eternal Heavenly Realm barrier. ”

He rose into the air and left the old turtle's head.

The old turtle whined, as if saying goodbye, as if encouraging.

"I know. ”

Jiang Xiaofan nodded.

The next moment, he tore open the void and left from Penglai Immortal Island.

There are still the last two thousand years, two thousand years, and he has to reach the realm of heaven within two thousand years, and to be honest, this kind of thing is very difficult. He self-destructed the Heavenly Heart Origin, and wanted to break through the Heavenly Realm without the Heavenly Heart Origin, which was originally an impossible thing and difficult to succeed.

He knows this kind of thing very well.

However, he remained calm, and he believed that he could do it.

Kunlun Wonderland is full of aura, and after the revival of the ancestral vein, it really has a kind of atmosphere of the ancestor of ten thousand mountains. On this day, Jiang Xiaofan tore open the void and appeared in Kunlun Mountain. He didn't alarm anyone, and quietly disappeared underground.

"Buzz!"

At the bottom of Kunlun Mountain, the fairy light is rich and flashes at any cost.

When Jiang Xiaofan came here, there was a huge ancestral dragon lying in front of him, the dragon body stretched endlessly, and only the dragon's head was here. He had been here before, but this time was different from before, this time, the ancestral dragon vein was awake, his spirit was shining, and there was a vast Dao light flickering to the extreme.

It seemed to have spotted Jiang Xiaofan, and the dragon's head moved slightly, letting out a low dragon groan.

"Come here for retreat. ”

Jiang Xiaofan said.

The ancestral dragon's head moved slightly, and a dragon groan came out again, and then it became quiet.

At the foot of Kunlun Mountain, this is an extremely empty area, where the head of the ancestral dragon vein lies horizontally, and this is the destiny of this world. Jiang Xiaofan looked very calm, walked to the side alone, and sat down cross-legged in a corner.

The aura around him was full of aura and Dao light, and he slowly closed his eyes and immersed his divine thoughts in his body. Now, he has reached the end of the emperor, and as far as the average human being is concerned, he has truly reached the end of his path. However, he is not an ordinary person after all, and now, he is going to start breaking through the last barrier.

"Buzz!"

Outside of his body, the stars shimmered and hummed.

He didn't immediately attack the barrier of the sky, but quietly sorted out his cultivation and consolidated his realm. He calmed his mind, without self or other, thinking about nothing, looking at nothing, just remaining ethereal, as if ordinary mortals were sleeping.

In a blink of an eye, ten years have passed.

Ten years is a long time for a mortal, but for a monk, it is only a moment.

On this day, Jiang Xiaofan's breath outside his body suddenly became a little violent. His black hair danced, and at this moment he was no longer calm, and he gathered the strength of his whole body, and began to attack the ethereal heavenly barrier, to cross the past.

"Boom!"

Kunlun Mountain shook, the sky flickered, and the eight wildernesses spread.

Such a movement can be described as a bit terrifying, and the shocked Kunlun Wonderland's current owner's face is white, and this power makes him feel as if he is not even as good as an ant.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, a light fell, appearing in the Kunlun Wonderland.

The owner of Penglai arrived, came with the idea of the old turtle, and told the lord of Kunlun not to care. The old turtle knew that Jiang Xiaofan had come to Kunlun Wonderland, and he also knew that he would cause a lot of movement when he hit the barrier of the sky, so he summoned the owner of Penglai Island and asked him to inform the current owner of Kunlun Wonderland.

"Is the old ancestor down there?!"

The Lord of Kunlun was naturally surprised.

Mount Kunlun was still shaking, but after knowing what was going on, the Lord of Kunlun was no longer worried. After that, this old man, together with the lord of Penglai Island, appeased the disciples of Kunlun Wonderland, and quickly sent monks to the vicinity of Kunlun Mountain to guard in all directions.

Kunlun Mountain Bottom ......

Jiang Xiaofan's whole body was full of fairy light, and the starry light and colorful glow completely illuminated this space. And after that, the reincarnation diagram flickered out, hovering above his head, and wisps of holy light fell down to cover him. The aura on his body was rising, like a fire.

This process lasted for several days.

Three days later......

"Ahem!"

Jiang Xiaofan's body was shocked, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood.

The originally extremely powerful aura on his body faded like a tide, and soon returned to calm.

"It's hard, it's hard. ”

He sighed.

Having lost the Heavenly Heart Origin, it was too difficult for him to break through to the Heavenly Realm again. For three days, he tried his best to attack the realm of heaven, but in the end, he was injured by himself, and his soul cracked.

"Buzz!"

Ahead, the ancestral vein head was raised, the dragon's mouth opened, and a pure divine element covered Jiang Xiaofan.

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Xiaofan's injuries were all healed, and the cracked soul was reunited. This is the power of the ancestral lineage, just like the ancestral line of this primordial ancestral star, its power cannot be compared even by an ordinary emperor.

"Come again. ”

Jiang Xiaofan muttered to himself.

He closed his eyes again, and after a year had passed, he had once again slammed into the realm of heaven.

However, this time there was no difference from the last time, when his aura reached its peak, when he began to attack the heavenly realm, it was as if a stuffy stick had smashed down from the firmament in the darkness, crushing him fiercely.

He vomited blood again, worse than the last time.

"Buzz!"

The ancestral dragon head opened his mouth again, and the pure divine yuan enveloped him, helping him recover.

Time passed little by little, and in the next hundred years, Jiang Xiaofan tried to impact the Heavenly Realm eighteen times, but, without exception, all failed. Moreover, every time he failed, he would be hit more severely than the last time, and when he failed the last time, his heavenly body would crack.

He sat still, silent for a long time.

"Nineteen hundred years to go. ”

He whispered to himself.

Twenty times before and after the Heavenly Realm ended in failure, but he seemed very calm and not discouraged at all. He stood up, and after a long silence, said something to the ancestral dragon, and then left the bottom of Kunlun Mountain.

After leaving Kunlun, he didn't do anything, and in the mundane world, he took a calm step.

"What to do. ”

He asked himself.

He stood in the middle of a forest, his eyes were a little deep, watching the grass and trees move with the wind, watching the soil moistened by the rain, and watching the birds and beasts frightened by the thunder, all of which seemed very peaceful. He walked calmly through the forest, and the rain fell, wetting his clothes and his hair.

He walked quietly through the thunderstorm.

I don't know how long it took, but the rain gradually thinned out, and finally disappeared, and the sky became white clouds, and then the sun manifested. He came to the edge of a vast ocean, and the breeze curled up the black hair on his forehead.

He stood quietly by this sea for three years, watching the fish swimming in the sea and the seagrass on the shore, and he was calm from beginning to end. Three years later, he left and reintegrated into the mundane world after a long absence.

The old villa had long since disappeared, and he bought a new one, lived in it, and lived the life of an ordinary person, rising at sunrise and resting at sunset like a mortal. He bought a large plot of land in the suburbs, loosened the soil himself, sowed his own seeds, then fertilized them, and finally harvested them.

It's a short process, and he hopes to find something along the way.

Soon, another hundred years passed.

"In the end, what is missing. ”

He stood in the middle of a piece of land, his deep eyes full of confusion.