Although it is a pity.

But Chen Yuan quickly collected his thoughts.

Although the power of the Origin is not complete, only half or even one-third, but in this desolate interface, the Star Monarch cannot come, and who else can stop him?

Come to think of it.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Chen Yuan's mouth.

In the coming period.

Chen Yuan was still sitting in the main hall, continuing to refine some immortal qi and keep it for backup.

Meanwhile.

He also turned around and re-cultivated all kinds of supernatural powers.

The subtlety of the immortal-level primordial infant and the power it possessed were beyond Chen Yuan's imagination.

In this life, many of the supernatural powers he cultivated, at this time, under the urging of this primordial infant, showed completely different powers.

Even Zhenyuan had undergone some wonderful changes, which Chen Yuan had not expected.

And at the moment.

The time for the grand ceremony is getting closer and closer.

The entire Middle-earth interface, even the deserted interface and the Beixuan interface, are beginning to storm and rain.

As the time for the grand ceremony approached, many abandoned interface monks came.

There are dozens of interfaces, and each interface has at least one Heavenly Monarch monk, and there are also many Jindan disciples.

If it weren't for Jin Hao and others urgently arranging these foreign monks to Qingzhou and other places, the entire Jiang City would probably be crowded.

But even so, the entire Lingnan Province is still crowded.

This is the second Star Monarch Festival in the nearly 200,000 years of the abandoned interface.

The immortal cultivators in the major interfaces are also very curious, as long as they have the conditions, they all rush over with all their might.

On the streets of Jiangshi today, you can see all kinds of strange beasts from time to time, as well as strangely dressed and strange-looking foreign monks.

And some alien races have now also come to Jiang City.

After Chen Yuan killed those culprits at that time, he did not say that these alien races were all killed, and they were still allowed to come to watch the ceremony, but they had to follow the rules of Yunshan.

But if anyone dares to violate it, there will be no forgiveness.

In fact, none of these alien races dared to resist in the slightest.

Chen Yuan's momentum has been achieved, a god soul clone has killed the god son Mu Hai, how dare they resist?

Now.

The entire alien race at the interface of Middle-earth trembled under Chen Yuan's intimidation.

As time passed, the time for the festival to begin was getting closer and closer, and the whole world began to fall into joy.

......

The suburbs of Jiang City.

Amano villa area.

After saying goodbye to a few friends, Mo Qingli walked towards the deepest villa.

After knowing Chen Yuan's identity, she was unwilling to live on top of Yunshan, nor was she willing to accept Yunshan's favor.

Lu Kun was a little helpless in the end, so he could only place a villa here for her.

The terrain here is relatively remote and there are few people.

Mo Qingli walked to the gate, her face was slightly solemn, she took a deep breath, and pushed open the courtyard gate.

I saw a middle-aged man in a black robe, standing proudly in the courtyard with his hands in his hands.

After hearing the sound of pushing the door, he didn't look back, but said lightly:

"Did you say goodbye to your friends?"

"Yes, the disciples have already respected the meaning of the master, said goodbye to them one by one, and said that they would go out for a few years. ”

Mo Qingli bowed respectfully, with a hint of doubt in her beautiful eyes.

"Master, don't you really tell my parents that there is Uncle Lu?"

"They are all the best people for me, especially my Uncle Lu, although there was some misunderstanding before, he still persuaded me to enter Yunshan to practice, and the disciple couldn't bear to see him when the time came......

"Dead ......"

Mo Qingli's expression was a little struggling.

"Your uncle, his involvement with Yunshan is too deep, and his relationship with Chen Yuan is too deep, and he is destined to not be able to resist this catastrophe. ”

"As for your parents, if they don't leave Yunshan, the same will be true. ”

"Even if you tell them in advance, you are doomed to die in the end. ”

The man in black shook his head slightly.

Hearing this, Mo Qingli bowed her head slightly.

She knew that this mysterious master of her own was powerful and unfathomable.

Not to mention the rest, since he entered the man's door, in just one year, she has come to the peak of the condensation path from the middle stage of foundation building, ready to break through to the Jindan realm at any time.

This method is undoubtedly a magic skill for Mo Qingli.

Not to mention, her master has been in Jiang City for seven or eight months, but Chen Yuan, who is sitting on the top of Yunshan, has never noticed that this man who is close to Yunshan is close at hand.

In Mo Qingli's opinion, this shows that her master, at least her strength, is not below Chen Yuan.

Otherwise, it would have been discovered long ago.

"Master, although the disciple doesn't like that Chen Yuan, he also knows that his cultivation is very terrifying. ”

"Even the Divine Son of the Xuan Shan Sect is far from being his opponent. ”

"If he knew the news in advance and let him be prepared, maybe he would have survived?"

Mo Qingli hesitated for a moment, but finally said.

"Humph!"

The black-robed middle-aged man's face gradually turned cold, and he snorted lightly and heavily.

Time.

The warm courtyard that was originally sunny and sunny dropped to freezing in an instant, and even the vitality in the air seemed to be frozen.

A spirit tree in the courtyard withered in an instant.

Mo Qingli fell to her knees in fright under this terrifying coercion, trembling all over.

And surprisingly.

Outside the courtyard, there is still a spring breeze.

Those who walked by seemed to be unaware of the changes that had taken place in the courtyard.

Chen Yuan's clone, who was sitting on the top of Cloud Mountain, also turned a blind eye to this scene at the foot of the mountain.

"Division...... Master, please calm your anger. ”

Mo Qingli saw the majesty of the man in black for the first time.

She only felt that the man was like a demon god standing up to the sky, his eyes contained endless majesty, and he didn't even need to use a little finger, he could easily crush her with a casual blow.

The cultivation at the peak of the condensation path is not as good as an ant in front of the man.

'Who is my master?, why do I feel that he is stronger than Chen Yuan?!'

Mo Qingli was surprised and delighted in her heart.

"Get up. ”

The man put his anger away.

After waiting for Mo Qingli to get up tremblingly, he said lightly:

"You're just a mortal girl on this interface, and you don't know the horrors of those Immortal God Cults on the higher interface. ”

"Mu Hai, hehe, although he is a divine son, his strength in the Xuan Lin Sect is that he can't even enter the top thirty. ”

"What?"

Mo Qingli was surprised.

The man in black shook his head and sneered:

"How terrifying is an Immortal God Cult that can stand proudly in the sea of stars and notify the interfaces of many continents?"

"There are several divine sons in a generation every thousands of years, and there are still six generations of divine sons in the Xuan Lin Sect, and that Mu Hai is only one of the sixth generation of divine sons. ”

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