The huge crack in the sky passed through the entire Fuli Immortal Prefecture battlefield, and as long as the people in it raised their heads, they could see it clearly.

Whether it was Jiang Yunqing and Shen Meinan, who were trying to stop Chen Kuang directly below, but were forced to retreat by the "Time" Avenue.

It was still Ming Yan, Tang Qiusheng, and Xiuzhu who had retreated to the edge of the entire battlefield before.

Not long ago, because Wen Yao called the ancestors, Tang Qiusheng and the others were deeply disturbed, and chose to retreat again, all the way to a mortal town on the border of Xianzhou.

But after arriving here, they couldn't retreat anymore, but met the "ghost hitting the wall"-

Even when they go outside the town, they find that the road is constantly extending, and although they feel like they are walking, in reality, they are just standing still.

According to the rules of the ancient battlefield, it is a battlefield and a space, and the place that has not been affected by the battlefield will not be recorded.

This mortal town is one of the tens of millions of people who support the 40,000 Xuan Shendao disciples in Fuli.

At this moment, due to the impact of the battlefield, most of the residents have left and fled early, and many houses are damaged and on fire.

On the streets, there was a desolate scene.

Tang Qiusheng and the three of them originally wanted to find a place to set up a barrier formation to hide.

But I didn't expect that not long after I stepped on this street, I saw that on the empty street, there was an old Taoist priest in a loose robe, riding a green deer, stopping on the road, swaying and not knowing what he was doing.

Tang Qiusheng was stunned for a moment, and then immediately became vigilant and held his jade flute.

At this time, anyone who appears strangely cannot be sure whether they are friend or foe.

Especially this old way, he couldn't even feel a trace of cultivation!

Ming Yan blinked his eyes and said, "This ...... It seems to be that Heavenly Saint Dao Monarch? ”

Xiuzhu's eyes widened: "Really?!" How did he end up here? ”

Tang Qiusheng was also taken aback: "Mingyan Daoyou, are you sure?" ”

Ming Yan nodded: "I am fortunate to have seen the Heavenly Saint Dao Monarch, it is hard to forget." ”

She pointed to the old Dao and said, "That Qinglu is the Daojun mount, and it is called 'useless'. ”

Tang Qiusheng and Xiu Zhu were speechless for a moment.

Who would name their mount "Useless"?

However, it really seems like something that the mysterious "deer herder" would do......

When Tang Qiusheng was hesitating, he saw that the old man raised his head and looked at them, and beckoned happily:

"Hey, a few little friends, come and do Lao Dao a favor!"

Ming Yan took the first step, Tang Qiusheng and Xiuzhu hesitated, and then followed.

When I got closer, I found that the green deer was not stopped there by this old road, but because I didn't know which town vendor was in a hurry, he dropped a pole of sugar gourd and put it diagonally on the side of the road.

And this green deer is trying to stretch his neck, hook a string of sugar gourds with his tongue, chew and eat them directly with bamboo skewers, and eat them with relish, refusing to move.

Lao Dao touched the neck of this green deer, sighed, and said:

"Please also ask a few little friends to do a favor, can you lift this sugar gourd and let this evil beast take two steps forward."

He patted the Qinglu's ass and scolded: "Such a little little gadget in the mortal world, I can't walk when I see it, no wonder I can't fix it after following me for so many years." ”

Tang Qiusheng arched his hand first, then took two steps forward and lifted the sugar gourd.

"Uh...... Such? ”

Lao Dao hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, yes." ”

He looked at Tang Qiusheng with a smile and said, "Bother the little friend to take two more steps and lead this evil animal to the side, so that it is convenient for me to do it." ”

Tang Qiusheng looked at the position he pointed out, but it was only ten zhang away......

He was silent for a moment, and couldn't help but ask, "Senior, why don't you come down by yourself and walk there with this sugar gourd stick?" ”

Lao Dao laughed: "Hey, that's so troublesome!" Lao Dao is waiting for people to pass by, you see, aren't a few little friends here? ”

Tang Qiusheng: "......"

It turned out that it was too troublesome to get the sugar gourd from the deer, so he could only wait for the green deer to finish eating it by himself, or simply wait for someone to "save".

Obviously, I only need to take two steps by myself, but I don't know how long I have been waiting, and I don't know if this is saving trouble or more trouble.

However, this strange style of doing things should indeed be the Heavenly Sage Dao Monarch who cultivates "inaction".

On this battlefield, chaos is flying, and when the Xuanshen Dao Gate is in danger, he, as the head of the sect, actually ran to this kind of place to walk.

People really don't know what to say......

Tang Qiusheng held the sugar gourd, led the green deer to the edge of the town, and stopped.

He said: "Senior, you can't get out of front here......

Lao Dao laughed: "You can go, you can go." ”

Tang Qiusheng was stunned for a moment, and then frowned.

The other party is a saint...... Although it was in the memory of this battlefield, Tang Qiusheng didn't think that the other party couldn't detect the abnormality, so how could he not know that this was the end of the battlefield.

He was wondering, but he felt the whole world suddenly tremble violently.

Tang Qiusheng and the three of them suddenly turned their heads and saw the huge crack that stretched across the sky.

Xiuzhu opened his mouth and said dumbfoundedly: "That...... What is that?! ”

"Shhhh

Tang Qiusheng took a breath, and the pale giant hand that belonged to the Shen Xiao Realm was shattered in an instant!

They were too far away to know the details.

Tang Qiusheng smoked his dough, and subconsciously thought, who has such great ability to beat the ginseng realm like this?!

There is no way for the saints, so there are really not many options left.

And the most likely to be targeted by Wen Yao are the other sect disciples who have entered the Pinggu battlefield.

It's good to say that everyone is the pride of the sky, but the gap will never be so big, right?

This is also too perverted!

Is it Shen Xingzhu? Yan Hui? Or is it Jiang Yunqing?

Even if it was these few real peerless geniuses, Tang Qiusheng really couldn't imagine that they would be able to fight against the Ginseng Realm!

This can already be called terrifying!

Tang Qiusheng's mind was buzzing......

Lao Dao suddenly said: "That's a complete 'time' avenue...... This is a truly rare sight, and since the end of the ancient era, it has been almost impossible for such a complete avenue to manifest. ”

Tang Qiusheng came back to his senses and keenly felt that this might be some kind of secret that only the saint level could know.

And, as far as he knew, the reason why this ancient battlefield and many other secret realms could take shape was also because it was contaminated with a part of the "time" way.

Since the Great Dao has manifested at this moment, does it mean that the ban on the secret realm has been lifted?

Although this secret realm creation is important, it is not as important as life...... Now that even the ginseng has come out, the immortals are fighting over there, and they, the "mortals", are still the best plan.

Thinking of this, Tang Qiusheng arched his hand and hurriedly asked:

"Senior, you said you can go out, but do you mean that we can leave this secret realm?"

Lao Dao: "Yes and no. ”

Tang Qiusheng was stunned: "What does this mean?" ”

Lao Dao squinted his eyes, looked at the crack in the sky, and said lazily: "You can naturally leave, but Lao Dao and I also want to go out for a walk." ”

"I've been trapped here for almost two thousand years, and this old bone is about to rot......"

When Tang Qiusheng heard this, he was shocked.

This Heavenly Saint Dao Monarch in the ancient battlefield not only knew that he had reappeared in the secret realm as a memory, but he also wanted to leave the secret realm!

Lao Dao glanced at him, it seemed that it was rare for someone to speak, and opened the conversation:

"Little friend, do you know what the saint wants to comprehend when he enters this secret realm?"

This kindness really has the demeanor of the Heavenly Saint Daojun......

But this one in front of him is fake, if he leaves this secret realm and meets the real one, what will happen?

Tang Qiusheng was worried in his heart, but he still shook his head honestly: "I don't know." ”

But this one in front of him is fake, if he leaves this secret realm and meets the real one, what will happen?

Tang Qiusheng was worried in his heart, but he still shook his head honestly: "I don't know." ”

Lao Dao sighed: "I'm looking for traces of the existence of 'Shenxiao'." ”

That's it...... Since the ancient battlefield has survived from ancient times to the present, it is natural that the battlefield of the Sanxiao Realm should be recorded.

Saints, naturally, want to understand the method of advanced "participation" from it.

Tang Qiusheng guessed: "But in this secret realm, there is no battlefield in the Ginseng Realm? ”

Old Dao pursed his lips, gestured to heaven, and continued:

"You see, the Ginseng Realm is there."

Lao Dao smiled: "To put it bluntly, 'Shen Liao' is nothing powerful, what the saint can master is the 'Dao Domain', that is, borrowing the 'Dao' from this piece of heaven and earth, enclosing the land as a domain, which can only be used in it." ”

"Those who 'participate in few' are high and vast, and they are unknowable."

"The Ginseng Realm, that is, the person who ascended to the heights and picked up the stars, took this path away directly from the hands of heaven and earth, and completely assigned it to himself."

"But now, even if they see it, no one can pick the stars that are close at hand."

Lao Dao said quietly: "The last time I saw Mu Zhao, I knew that he had already figured this out. ”

His voice was not loud, and it fell in Tang Qiusheng's ears, but it was deafening:

"The path of this heaven and earth has been completely cut off since the end of the 'Battle of Hunting the Heavens'!"

Therefore, he is no longer attached to ascending, but to ...... everything in front of him Hold it in your hand. ”

The old way changed again:

"However, he was too anxious, but he couldn't see the way forward clearly, and became someone's chess."

"I've been sitting on that stargazing platform for too long, and I can't see a lot of things clearly, so I ...... today I'm going to see you! That old fellow, what did he see, so desperate! ”

As soon as the words fell.

The rift spread rapidly, and soon crossed the entire battlefield and reached the edge.

At the same time, it landed at the exit of the town, that is, in front of the four people.

"Click."

The whole town crumbled in an instant, sinking into boundless darkness.

It turned out that the "Time" Avenue affected the stability of the entire Pinggu Battlefield, and the layer that was fixed by Mu Zhao with the Dao Domain directly collapsed.

Everyone was shocked, but at the moment of falling, Tang Qiusheng saw the green deer carrying the old Taoist priest on his back, jumped up, chased the sugar gourd that flew out, and happened to fall into one of the pictures in the rift blood river.

Lao Dao laughed: "Okay, good, useful for use, reactive work in the work, and the fruit is ripe and naturally red, don't ask how to cultivate the seeds!" ”

The moment the green deer's hooves were submerged in the river of blood and were about to disintegrate, Tang Qiusheng also saw the picture clearly.

It was the back of a young man.

He was dressed in white, holding a glazed lotus lamp in his hand, the nine-petal lotus bloomed together, carrying a guqin, carrying a long sword at his waist, facing the boundless streamer star dome, stepping on the void step by step, and walking towards the desolation of the universe.

It seems to be going to climb high and pick up the stars!

Tang Qiusheng was shocked.

The somewhat familiar back was not any Tianjiao he thought, but Chen Ruogu, who had never heard of it before, but was inexplicably cared for by Jiang Yunqing!

Unfortunately, he didn't have time to think about it, and then, he fell into the next layer of the battlefield.

……

After Chen Kuang was swept into the long river of the "Time" Avenue, he was thrown straight into the sword scabbard in the center.

The closer he got to the scabbard, the more he could feel that the "killing sword" in his mind was more condensed and clear, even like an entity, as if it might fly out and enter the scabbard at any time.

And the "Killing Sword" he conjured up, the killing aura on it was also skyrocketing.

But faster than him was the blood-colored "river" around him.

In these "rivers", there are countless pictures of time and space, wave after wave, one higher than the other, all swept towards Chen Kuang.

At this moment, Chen Kuang seemed to be in countless time and space.

In a trance, for a moment, he saw a familiar figure adjusting the piano in his hand.

Although he had never seen it, Chen Kuang could be sure that that person was Xi Mengquan!

In his hands, it is the dragon's gum!

However, the next moment, Chen Kuang's eyes couldn't help but widen.

The environment where Xi Mengquan was located seemed to be a dilapidated thatched hut, and his appearance was not quite right...... He looked like a teenager of twelve or thirteen.

Before Chen Kuang could react, the blood-colored "river" around him drowned him.

He was struggling, but when he suddenly looked down, he saw Wen Yao, who should have died after exploding his heavy pupils, and countless "white smoke" floated out of his body, which suddenly condensed, intending to throw himself into the next layer.

Although he shouted "I'm going to die, don't want to live" on the bright side, in fact, this guy didn't plan to die at all!

This "white smoke" is actually his soul!

Chen Kuang sneered in his heart:

"There are quite a few ways to escape...... But, today you must die here! ”

"Whoa—"

He raised the "Killing Sword" conjured out of his hand and shot towards the "white smoke"!

The sword of the divine soul only exists in the nether realm, and is not bound by the material world at all, plus Chen Kuang has now opened up the sea of knowledge, and in an instant, it will span thousands of miles.

Subsequently, it was divided into tens of thousands of wisps.

Towards the "white smoke" strangle!

"Whew!"

"White smoke" is extinguished in an instant! Disappear completely!

And Chen Kuang's eyes were also blurred by the "River of Blood" and fell into pitch black, as if the whole person was upside down for a moment.

Suddenly, he felt his feet on the ground, stepping on the ground.

Hurriedly opened his eyes, but in front of him was a dilapidated thatched hut.

Chen Kuang was stunned.

"You...... Who are you? Where did it come from?! ”

The young pianist in front of him looked confused and vigilant.

I also want to know where I came from?

Where is this......

Chen Kuang settled down, took a deep breath, and looked at the guqin in the young pianist's hand...... No, at the moment this piano is still in new condition, and it has only just been made.

Chen Kuang's face was strange, and he blurted out:

"Xi Mengquan?"

The young luthier was stunned: "How do you know what my name is?" ”

……

Taishan, Wusheng Pavilion.

Mu Zhao stood at the top of the Martial Saint Pavilion, his eyes half-closed and meditating.

Everything has been set up for him, only one result is missing, and then, he just needs to be patient......

It's a pity that what Mu Zhao waited for was not destined to be a good result.

"Click!"

There was a crunch.

Mu Zhao opened his eyes suddenly, almost bursting!

Just above the top floor of the Martial Saint Pavilion, there were two life cards alone.

One of them, which has been broken for a long time, comes from Li Hongyan.

and the other piece is Wen Yao.

At this moment, the "life card" left by Wen Yao ...... Cracked!

(End of chapter)