Chapter 708: The Isolated Yin River Valley

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Thick black clouds covered the entire sky on the mass grave. (Please search, the novel is better and faster!) The red thunder flashed and crackled in it, and a terrifying and terrifying coercion swept towards this heaven and earth, making people palpitate and fear.

"This is?!"

Jiang Xiaofan changed color, and the divine power surging in his body suddenly stopped.

How can you forget this feeling?

He's all too familiar!

"Tribulation!"

He gritted his teeth fiercely.

More than two years ago, he broke through the Xuan Immortal Realm here and triggered the Heavenly Tribulation that destroyed Miรจ. Now, he was about to step into the Sanqing realm, and once again attracted the familiar extinction thunder light, which made his eyes extremely cold. He was sure that once he continued to impact the Sanqing Realm, the Heavenly Thunder would be the first to slash down.

It has always been a heavenly tribulation that only the Holy Heavenly Cun zร i can induce, he tasted it once when he was Xuan Xian, and now, after reaching the Sanqing realm, he has attracted the same thunderstorm. He could almost predict that the next time he was going to attack the Luo Heaven Realm, the Heavenly Tribulation would inevitably come again.

"Thief God!"

His eyes were cold.

The divine power in his body gradually became stable, and Jiang Xiaofan stood up and no longer impacted the Sanqing realm. His eyes were cruel and merciless, scanning the dilapidated ruins of the mass grave, and the corners of his mouth hooked into a smile like that of a demon venerable.

"That's not bad, it's just a sacrament for some people. โ€

He muttered to himself coldly.

The cold light of his eyes swept in all directions, and he finally didn't stay in this place, he directly tore the void and stepped in. Three hours later, on a barren remnant island, the space cracked, and Jiang Xiaofan stepped out of it.

It is a very large island, surrounded by red waters and rolling waves. The waves splashed on the rocky shore, and there were strange sounds, as if someone was crying, giving people a sense of evil.

"Sunset Sea ......"

Jiang Xiaofan whispered.

A few years ago, there were many indigenous people on this island, but now, the place has become an uninhabited island. The huts are still there, but most of them are dilapidated and uninhabitable.

"Whew!"

The sea breeze swept in from the front, carrying a fishy smell.

Jiang Xiaofan glanced around, his eyes were very flat. He walked through the void, not too fast, not too slow. After dozens of breaths, he stepped on the surface of the water towards the depths of the Sunset Sea and stopped at the very center.

"This is it......"

He muttered to himself.

Two rounds of silver suns condensed in his eyes, he stretched out his right hand, palm down, a brilliant golden light bombarded out, and a spatial tunnel was created.

"Huh!"

The sound of breaking the sky sounded, and he disappeared above the sea in an instant.

After passing through the blasted spatial tunnel, after a few breaths, Jiang Xiaofan appeared on another piece of ruined land. The four fields are barren mountains, the air is full of destructive fluctuations, and there are broken corpses everywhere.

"Buzz!"

The faint glow flickered, Jiang Xiaofan propped up a defensive light curtain and slowly walked forward.

This space used to be the inheritance place left by the ancestor of the Golden Crow, and later Xiao Ling'er obtained the Sun Ancient Scripture, after which this space began to self-destruct. Come to think of it, very few people escaped alive in the first place, and most of them died in this place.

There is a terrifying oppressive force remaining in the broken space, but it is really nothing to Jiang Xiaofan today. His physique was already far beyond the Sanqing level, and this pressure could not hinder him at all.

"Huh!"

He vanished like a rainbow of light, quickly appearing in front of a temple.

Without any hesitation, he raised his right hand, and Jin Mang rushed out, directly blasting through the broken rubble blocking in front of him. He walked among them, and soon found himself in a flat space, in front of a collapsing platform.

"Boom!"

After coming here, Jiang Xiaofan's body shook violently, and a huge sense of oppression came to the world.

In this regard, Jiang Xiaofan was not surprised.

He stepped forward under great pressure, and his body, which was stronger than the ancient king of the Three Qing Dynasty, rattled and gave birth to a sharp pain. There was no crisis around, but his expression was extremely solemn.

Eventually, he walked to the broken platform.

A faint golden glow appeared in his hand, and in his eyes, two rounds of silver suns swirled. With his own hands, he moved the rubble in front of him piece by piece, and found a dry corpse below.

"Senior, excuse me. โ€

Jiang Xiaofan saluted seriously.

In the pile of rubble, the dry corpse did not have the slightest fluctuation of life, and sat quietly like a dead tree. However, even so, the oppressive force it exudes is staggering, even more terrifying than the original catastrophe.

This is the ancestor of the Golden Crow!

It's a holy corpse!

Jiang Xiaofan came here, not for anything else, but for this dry corpse.

Facing the corpse up close, Jiang Xiaofan felt a sharp pain. As powerful as him, the cultivation of the peak of Xuan Xian, and the physique of the ancient king of Yue Sanqing, but at this moment, there is still a feeling that he is about to die in pieces.

This is the Holy Heaven.

"Please forgive the juniors for being disrespectful!"

Jiang Xiaofan saluted again.

"Buzz!"

A faint glow surged, and he held up the mysterious little world in his body.

The seven-colored Shenhu microwave road, the ancient trees of Fusang swayed, and a blazing glow came out, enveloping the dry corpses in it. Jiang Xiaofan suddenly felt that the pressure on his shoulders was weakened by half, he didn't hesitate, the mysterious small world pressed down, and collected the dry corpses on the spot.

"Boom!"

In just an instant, the small world in his body shook violently.

But that's just it, and all the qiฤ“ is quiet. Jiang Xiaofan incarnated himself with divine thoughts, entered this small world, and now the dry corpse actually appeared on the colorful lake, and he was kneeling cross-legged at the bottom of the ancient Fusang tree, and his expression was extremely peaceful.

"Yes, the Fusang Ancient Tree was originally a sacred relic of the Jinwu clan. โ€

Jiang Xiaofan was not surprised.

He scanned the space, where the aura was majestic, and a few wild geese occasionally flew over the sky. In the small forest not far away, several reindeer probed their brains, and soon ran into the depths of the small forest, bringing up a touch of gray dust.

"It's a real world. โ€

Jiang Xiaofan's eyes flashed.

After absorbing the heaven and earth atmosphere of the fairy ancestral lineage, this small world has become more stable. Jiang Xiaofan closed his eyes and clearly felt the vastness of this small world, with blue skies and white clouds, mountains and rivers, and more creatures being nurtured.

This is his strongest reliance now.

He took one last glance at the dry corpses under the ancient Fuso tree, and his mind withdrew from the space. The deity was still standing on the side of the broken platform, he did not stop any longer, strode forward, and walked out of this holy heavenly temple.

"Boom!"

The iron fist went up, and the sturdy body directly blasted open a spatial tunnel.

He could see the red water of the Sunset Sea, and with a glimmer of light outside his body, he disappeared directly into the land.

Standing above the sunset sea, his eyes shimmered with a faint golden glow, staring at the disappearing underwater world below. After a dozen breaths, he shook his head, his eyes were cold, he tore through the void again, and left here far away.

"Ka!"

The void cracked miles away, and he stepped out of it.

Shrouded in Zhan Zhan's divine radiance outside his body, he didn't stop at all, and went straight into the distance. Qin Luo and the others were chased and killed by the three ancient clans and the three hidden families, and the demon clan and the Hun Tian Ancestor and the others did not make a move, and he keenly sensed that something was wrong. It stands to reason that they can't just sit idly by.

Dozens of breaths later, he appeared in front of a dark canyon.

This is the Yinchuan Valley, which is shrouded in a thick fog all year round.

Jiang Xiaofan appeared here, he frowned, and walked straight forward.

"Bang!"

But in the next moment, he was directly bounced back, and his body ached.

"Huh?"

Jiang Xiaofan was puzzled.

The space in front of him was so transparent that he could even see one of them. But even so, he couldn't walk in, and he was bounced back three times in a row, and the powerful immortal battle body almost cracked.

"Enchantment?!"

He was a little surprised.

Silver Shenhua filled his eyes, and his Dao eyes opened, looking straight ahead.

"What is this?"

His eyes narrowed.

At this moment, in his field of vision, there was a faint curtain of light in front of him, filled with six different divine energy fluctuations. Jiang Xiaofan is no stranger to these six fluctuations, belonging to the Demon Clan, the Shura Clan, the Ghost Clan, the Zhu Family, the Xia Family and the Wu Family.

A cold light burst into his eyes, and he vaguely guessed something.

"Damn it!"

The killing intent in his heart became even stronger, causing cracks to appear in the surrounding space, and a boulder in the distance was directly shattered under this killing aura, and the residue sputtered in all directions.

"Buzz!"

A stone mirror rushed above his head, and his divine power shook violently, condensing a divine sword and slashing forward.

There was a loud bang, and the light curtain in front of him shook slightly, and then it quickly returned to normal. It was Jiang Xiaofan himself, who was directly bounced away by a countershock, and the immortal battle body was numb.

"Who?!"

Such a violent fluctuation naturally alarmed everyone in the Yinchuan Valley at the first time.

A demon general appeared, staring from afar. Then in the next moment, this demon general in the early stage of Xuan Immortal was shocked violently, stretched out his hands incredibly, and rubbed his eyes vigorously, as if he was dreaming.

After a few breaths, finally, the demon clan general accepted the scene in front of him.

"Young master, you ...... Is it really you?"

This demon clan Xuan Immortal said in a trembling voice.

Jiang Xiaofan frowned and stared directly at the six-colored light curtain blocking in front of him. Although he had already guessed most of it in his heart, he still spoke: "What did you give birth to?

"Huh!"

"Huh!"

"Huh!"

At the moment when he finished saying this, dozens of figures appeared at the same time in the Yin River Valley behind the light curtain.

"Young master. โ€

Appearing at the foreground is a white demon king, who is the demon clothes.

"Boy, you've been gone long enough. โ€

Hun Tian Ancestor and the others also appeared at the first time, looking at Jiang Xiaofan through the six-colored light curtain.