Chapter 1277: The Divine Son of the Phaseless Mansion

This moment.

Chen Yuan was full of doubts in his heart, puzzled, and quietly looked at the depths of the starry sky.

And all the monks in Middle-earth were mortals, and they were all shocked and moved by Chen Yuan's power.

"This is Xingjun. ”

Someone bowed his head and sighed softly.

Now.

Even those monks who were also from the higher interfaces, their gazes when they looked at Chen Yuan changed.

Although the Desolate Interface is the narrowest of the thousands of interfaces, it is located on the edge of the life interface.

The Heavenly Monarch Cultivators couldn't get together many people, and the Dao system was incomplete, the law did not exist, and the spiritual energy was exhausted.

But after all, there are hundreds of continent interfaces in the deserted interface.

Any existence that stands proudly at the pinnacle of hundreds of interfaces and has obtained the title of Star Monarch is one of the few characters.

Even in the Beixuan interface, no one dared to offend, not even the Immortal God Sect.

You must know that nearly 200,000 years ago, when the Extinction Star Monarch of the Desolate Interface was still alive, the Divine Lord of the Beixuan Interface had come in person, and he did not offend it in the slightest, and he paid the same respect.

Although the power of the Desolate Interface is only a pseudo-power, as long as they do not leave the range of the Desolate Interface, they still have the power of power.

In addition, after the star monarchs of other high-level interfaces arrive here, they will be suppressed.

"This is the legendary place where the immortals suppressed the demon corpses, there are many opportunities and treasures, and the recovery of this Middle Earth interface is extremely fast, compared to the Beixuan Chongxiao Continent where we are located, it may not be worse. ”

"The most important thing is that Chen Xingjun is not yet fifty years old, and with his age, it does not mean that he cannot preach Xingjun in the future. ”

An elder from the Xuanxu Sect said softly.

Although the Beixuan interface is known as the Beixuan Hundred Realms, there are hundreds of continents in it.

And the Xuanxu Continent's status in it is not high, but it is still one of the high-level interfaces, but above that interface, there is no great power.

Now.

When the people around him heard what he said, their hearts were shaken.

Oh, yes.

Chen Yuan is only a few dozen years old.

With such an ancient and peerless talent, if there is no Dao Star Monarch, it is really intolerable to the Heavenly Dao.

You must know that the True Yang Hall Divine Master, who is now known as one of the strongest people in the Beixuan Interface, was just entering the Golden Pill when Chen Yuan was his age.

This is the true quasi-power that is ready to step into the Star Monarch at any time.

Although Chen Yuan had just bloodied the Nine Great Divine Sects, he had provoked countless powerhouses in the Northern Xuan Interface, and even fought endlessly with terrifying existences such as the True Yang Palace.

However, after all, this is a star monarch, a great power of the future.

Just thinking about it.

Many of those scattered cultivators from the Northern Xuan Interface, as well as some monks from small sects, were all shaken.

Some people looked at Chen Yuan's gaze, and even with a scorching light.

All they thought in their hearts was whether to take refuge in Chen Yuan?

To know.

The birth of every Star Monarch is the rise of an Immortal God Cult, and there will be a large number of monks to take refuge in, among which there is no shortage of sect masters of some small sects.

After all, if Chen Yuan was really able to preach, they would all be veterans of the Immortal God Sect in the future.

"Brother Li, are you trying to ......" The elder of the Great Sea Sect looked at the elders of the Xuanxu Sect on the side.

"Hahaha, Yang Xiong, don't you mean the same thing?"

"If an Immortal God Sect wants to establish a sect, even if it is in our Northern Xuan Interface, I am afraid that it may not be once in 100,000 years, this is a rare opportunity. ”

The Supreme Elder of the Xuanxu Sect laughed.

"Exactly. ”

The elder of the Great Sea Sect nodded and smiled.

Many of the scattered cultivators and small sects of the Northern Xuan Interface were also turning their minds at the moment.

"Why are you here?"

Chen Yuan looked at Jin Hao and a few other disciples, and a smile appeared on his face.

This battle lasted for half a day, and although Chen Yuan's enemies were all defeated, he was also greatly injured.

'After this battle, the powers of those Immortal God Cults should die. '

Unless their true bodies come, they will not be able to take me." '

Chen Yuan looked into the distance and thought in his heart.

In many cases, he may not actually have a dead hand, he can take a step back and negotiate with those people of the Immortal God Sect, and even become the so-called True Yang Temple Divine General.

After all, these Immortal God Cults didn't want to fight and kill in the first place.

But Chen Yuan is going to leave the interface of Middle-earth after all.

If he leaves, who will be able to shelter Middle-earth?

Only when they are hurt and scared, even if Chen Yuan disappears for decades, they don't dare to send people to come, and until they know that the consequences of provoking me are unbearable, will those Immortal God Sects know to be afraid.

This battle is just the beginning.

After he leaves Middle-earth, he will also travel to the Northern Xuan Interface.

Whether it is the Xuan Lonely Sect, or the True Yang Palace, etc., these grudges must always be understood.

However, after all, he has not yet joined the three immortals, and he can't crush the power.

'Among the ancient ruins, there are nearly 100 Qi Luck Immortal Palaces, and after this time, I will be in retreat......

Chen Yuan thought in his heart.

After the retreat, he still needs to find out what the power of the laws of the Northern Xuan Interface is, and whether it has the same situation as Middle-earth.

Whether it was the layout of those immortal sects, and what they were planning.

That's when it happened.

A cold and blank voice came from the void:

"That's it. ”

The sound was very flat, not loud, but only reverberated within a certain range, and many people didn't even hear it.

Just from the voice, you can know that the cultivation of the person who spoke is not very powerful, far inferior to those quasi-powers.

But the moment Chen Yuan heard the voice, his pupils shrank suddenly.

"Who?!!

Jin Hao turned his head to look.

I saw a young man wrapped in a star-patterned black robe, ancient and solemn, and solemn, like an emperor in the world.

With his hands on his back, he strolled under the embrace of a group of heavenly monarchs.

The black robe on the young man's body was very familiar to many old monks, especially the monks of the Red War Continent.

This is the divine robe of the master of the Wuxiang Mansion!

The young man's aura is not strong, at most it is only at the same level as the Divine Son of the True Yang Palace, and he does not even have the realm of quasi-power.

"The Divine Son of the Phaseless Mansion?"

The three ancestors of the Chongxu Sect were shocked and blurted out.

"He is the son of the Wuxiang Mansion to destroy Luo Xingjun, the son of Xingluo?"

"It's really ridiculous, many gods were killed by Chen Xingjun casually, and he still dared to provoke Xingjun as a gods?"

Many monks couldn't help but laugh.

Now.

Chen Yuan slowly bricked and looked at the young man who was wearing the robe of the Lord of the Phaseless Mansion, but his face was extremely solemn.

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