Rumble!

The spirit of the golden-winged roc bird detonated, and its body shattered into a large piece of flesh and blood.

It is better to be broken than to be complete.

The purple-robed immortal didn't expect the other party to act so decisively.

The True Spirit Level Golden-Winged Dapeng Bird is still useful, how can a rare True Spirit Divine Beast be destroyed?

He's got his fingers in the palm of his hand!

The palm of your hand seems to encompass a world that encompasses everything.

The power of the golden-winged roc bird's self-explosion formed a wave, surging in all directions.

This power cannot destroy the world in the palm of the hand, and is gradually eliminated by the power in the palm of the hand.

The flying flesh and blood were confined to the palm, and not a single drop could leak out.

The flesh and blood of the golden-winged Dapeng bird in the palm of the purple-robed cactus are still there, and they are carefully kept in the palm.

As a Taiyi Jade Immortal, he naturally has a way to resurrect the Golden-winged Dapeng Bird from the dead, but it costs a price.

This loss is all counted on the nobodies who don't know how to lift.

"It's bad for the deity's good mood, I want to see where you can escape!"

The purple-robed immortal's eyes flashed with purple intent, and his eyes were like electricity, scanning the void back and forth, looking for traces of the owner of the golden-winged Dapeng bird.

Jia Ren never exposed his traces, and kept a distance of thousands of miles from the golden-winged Dapeng bird.

The ever-changing surface changes the heavenly machine, affecting its own qi and heavenly machine, and preventing it from being discovered.

After he controlled the Golden-winged Dapeng Bird to blow itself up, he did not choose to escape.

The Golden-winged Dapeng Bird clone proved with practical actions that it was impossible to escape at an extreme speed of 300,000 miles in an instant.

The strength of the purple-robed Daoist is terrifying, and he is suspected of mastering the laws of space, once he is discovered by this person, it is difficult to escape.

Escaping will only reveal your whereabouts, and hiding is the best option.

The only problem is...... Can their own means of concealment and camouflage be hidden?

The purple eyes have insight into the heavens, and everything within a million miles is like a pattern in the palm of the hand.

There is not the slightest sense of relevance here.

Three million miles!

Ten million miles!

The purple-robed immortal was not unable to find the slightest bit of qi associated with it.

"Hmph, you're in luck! The next time you meet me, it's not so lucky! ”

He wrote down the fluctuations of his divine soul and his qi, and the next time he met this immortal, he would definitely be able to find the other party as soon as possible.

The purple figure flickered and disappeared like a bubble.

Jia Ren froze in place, like a stone, his breath and qi were vivid.

Time flies, three years have passed.

A purple figure appeared out of thin air, and there was an extra golden-winged Dapeng bird in his palm, no matter the breath or strength, there was no difference from before.

The golden-winged roc bird has no eyes and no soul.

The purple-robed immortal saved the golden-winged Dapeng bird, and retained a wisp of Jia Ren's divine soul in his palm, which was used as a medium to use the secret magic of the Immortal Dao.

There was a premonition in the dark, urging him to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, otherwise, there would be a big disaster in the future.

The purple-robed immortal was convinced of the inexplicable induction of heaven and earth.

For the past three years, he has been tracking the divine soul with the secret technique of the Immortal Dao, but he can't find the power of the corresponding divine soul.

It's like heaven and earth...... No such person was found.

This is also the reason for returning to his hometown after three years.

As a result, nothing was found.

"Hmph, you're in luck! There will be a chance to find you in the future. ”

The purple-robed immortal fled again, as if he had given up completely.

Jia Ren never appeared, still maintaining a stubborn state.

Linghuan's true heart has already been refined, reaching the skill of almost Dao level, and his ability to perceive crises is far better than whims.

He had a hunch that the danger was not over!

The purple-robed immortal didn't know how to use to monitor this heaven and earth.

As long as there is the slightest abnormal movement, arousing the suspicion of this person, he will definitely move and die.

Next, it can only take time.

Before the three decays of heaven and man descend, the inexplicable power of surveillance will disappear.

I don't know how much wind and rain this place has experienced, and the years have not left traces on the stubborn stones.

It became a witness, and both man and beast were passers-by, hurrying through this place.

The white horse passed through the gap, and before you knew it, it disappeared for a thousand years.

Unknown forces still linger in this area, as if they continue until the end of the world.

The ubiquitous sense of crisis is a sharp blade suspended above the head, ready to be cut down at any moment.

Jia Ren's maintenance of the stubborn stone state became instinctive, and his thinking gradually became ossified, and it took a long time for an insignificant consciousness to flash.

He didn't dare to use the immortal spirit power, for fear of attracting attention and causing his previous efforts to be wasted.

If this state continues for thousands of years, it will really treat itself as a stone.

I don't know when these days will end.

A heterogeneous green horse pulling a carriage slowly drove by, and a child of six or seven years old with pigtails poked his head out of the window, his eyes shining.

He jumped out of the window, almost fell on his heels, and steadied himself like a free puppy, running on his feet.

"Qing'er, don't run around! Be careful not to fall. ”

A soft cry sounded, the carriage stopped, and a beautiful woman who was not yet thirty years old stepped out of the carriage and hurriedly chased it out.

The child turned his head to look at it, and hurriedly quickened his pace.

He didn't notice a dark boulder under his feet, blocking his track.

Thump!

The child fell heavily to the ground, face down, in a flat sand goose style.

"Ouch!"

The child did not cry, but cried out in pain.

He quickly got up and kicked at the boulder.

"Ahh It hurts me to death! ”

The kick didn't kick the boulder off the ground, but it made him squat on the ground in pain, holding his right foot and screaming.

The beautiful woman who came after her hurriedly ran to the child, her eyes full of concern.

She took off the shoes sewn from unknown fur for the child, and felt distressed when she saw the thumb of her right foot swollen into a carrot.

"Why are you so reckless!"

"Fortunately, there is a healing elixir."

The beautiful woman took out a carefully treasured jade bottle and gave it to the child a life-saving elixir.

Du Yuanqing didn't take the elixir, and hurriedly said, "Isn't this the elixir left by my father?" ”

"It's just a small injury, don't waste the elixir."

Du Yuanqing understood that this pill was very precious, and he had always treasured it carefully.

"We find Daddy, and there will be more elixirs."

"Qing'er is obedient, hurry up and take the pill!"

Du Yuanqing took the pill, the pill melted, the bitter taste spread in his mouth, and he swallowed the pill with the strange taste.

The pill is not as delicious as pine nut candy!

This is his evaluation of the first pill he took in his life.

The toes no longer hurt, and there is a cool and cool feeling, which is extremely comfortable.

Is this an elixir?

Du Yuanqing learned the previous lesson, and instead of kicking and tripping over his own stone, he dug it out.

The crust of the mud and stone, which had been formed over time, peeled away, revealing a black stone with a smooth surface that reflected the human face.

Du Yuanqing grabbed this palm-sized black stone, and for no reason he liked it for a while.

"What are you doing with this thing?"

The beautiful woman looked at the black stone, and thought that it had hurt her son, so she was going to throw it away.

"I don't want it!"

"Qing'er is still obedient?"

The beautiful woman confirmed that the black stone has no edges and corners, and the whole body is smooth and will not hurt people. finally couldn't resist Du Yuanqing, nodded and agreed.

The two got into the car, and the coachman drove the heterogeneous green horse and drove in slowly.

Du Yuanqing seemed to have found a new plaything, he couldn't put it down and played with it carefully.

Jia Ren felt the new changes, and his sleeping consciousness quietly awakened.

Finally left the place before.

Mortal?

He was a little disappointed.

The sphere of activity of mortals is limited in their lifetime, and the vast majority of people are active within a range of thousands of miles throughout their lives, which is far from enough to escape the sphere of influence of unknown forces.

At least the monks of the Transformation Stage have a chance to take themselves out of danger.

There is still a long way to go.

The most worrying thing is that mortals die and miss themselves, and bring them to the grave together for burial.

I hope I don't have a bad fate......

The green horse marched into the distance, towards a small city looming in sight.

At this moment, a man in black flew towards the light.

"Immortals?!"

When the coachman saw the immortal flying in the sky coming straight to him, he couldn't help but exclaim.

The next moment, the black knife flashed, and even the men and horses were cut in two.

Blood gushed out, staining the curtain on the carriage red, and the strong smell of blood filled the air.

The beautiful woman covered her son's eyes, not wanting him to see a bloody scene.

Du Yuanqing also realized something, he didn't cry, he seemed to be infected by his mother's fear, and he felt a burst of fear inexplicably.

"A few mortals also want to let Yu make a move, it's really a knife to kill chickens!"

The knife flashed, and the carriage was cut in two from the middle, and the cut surface was as smooth as a mirror.

The body cracked in the middle, revealing the two people hidden inside.

"Isn't it good to stay in a remote place?"

"Why do you have to come here to die?!"

The man in black looked at the two of them, and his eyes did not fluctuate.

"He's just a kid, can you let him live?" The beautiful woman hugged Du Yuanqing tightly, with begging in her eyes.

"It's late!"

The sword flashed, and a head spurted with hot blood and flew out.

The hot blood poured on Du Yuanqing's body, and his body was cold and weak.

The most beloved mother died......

Why did he do it!

Du Yuanqing didn't understand why there were such bad people in the world, why he wanted to kill the person he loved the most!

Born as a human being, why should you be so cruel?!

The black knife flashed in the black's hand and slashed at the child.

The sword flashed, and he turned his head to leave.

It's just that......

A mouthful of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and the magic weapon he controlled lost its reaction.

？？？

The man in black turned his head, only to find that the slash at the child had been out of position and had slashed at a black stone.

The black stone is intact, but it is its own magic weapon...... Ruined.

"What kind of treasure is this?!"

"Heaven and earth treasure or immortal treasure?!"

The man in black was stunned for a moment, and then stared at the black stone with burning eyes.

There is no doubt that this is a great treasure!

"Haha, God help me! Yu finally came to work! ”

Du Yuanqing realized the problem, he grabbed the black stone and threw it with all his might.

The stones that were thrown were not on the right and were very far off.

"That's it?"

The man in black was worried that the power of this blow should not be underestimated, and condensed into a defensive shield to protect himself.

As a result, it was just a false alarm.

He didn't notice that the black stone flew back like a boomerang, with a graceful parabola.

The defensive shield was torn, and the black stone pierced through the head, but not a drop of blood.

(End of chapter)

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