The cultivator surnamed Chen used his spiritual power, and the light of the Xiaoqian Illusion Mirror flashed, revealing a face.

That face is extremely ordinary, the kind that falls in the crowd and is difficult to find anymore.

Thousands of cultivators in the Eastern Far Continent asked each other, but none of them had ever seen this face.

In the Beixuan Continent, Luo Tianhe, who had lost one arm, breathed fire in his eyes, and said hatefully: "It's really him, I knew that today, even if he was seriously injured that day, he should really be eliminated." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a middle-aged scribe-looking cultivator with a calm demeanor somehow arrived in front of him, and slowly spoke, "You know this person?"

Luo Tianhe was slightly stunned when he saw the person coming, and then his heart sank, and he hurriedly knelt on the ground and said respectfully: "Disciple Luo Tianhe has seen Uncle Gu, and the disciple has indeed seen this person in the central realm, this person is from the Eastern Far Continent, surnamed Mo, named Chen, I don't know which Immortal Sect he was born in. ”

After a slight pause, Luo Tianhe said: "This person has great luck, and the disciple wanted to kill him several times, but he escaped, and then he was seriously injured by the Fire Immortal Sect, so he couldn't get rid of it." ”

The middle-aged cultivator snorted lightly, then turned his gaze to the east and said slowly, "Dongyuan?"

At the same time, the same scene was playing out in the Fire Separation Continent, and the red-haired cultivator was talking to a high-level cultivator from the Fire Separation Immortal Sect.

After listening to the red-haired narration, the cultivator also set his eyes on the central realm, wanting to use his means to detect Chen Mo's aura, but at this moment, the mutation was reborn.

There was a rolling thunder in the sky, and the colorful glow in the sky began to slowly converge, completely pouring into the triple realm of the central realm.

At this time, in the eyes of the outside world, the huge mansion building representing the third realm of the central realm began to slowly shrink, shrinking to one-tenth in the blink of an eye, but it seemed as if it was still ten thousand feet high.

But the overall outline was finally revealed, like a giant peach placed in the center of the central realm.

As the colorful divine light converged, the huge 'peach' continued to shrink.

It didn't take long for the colorful divine light to completely pour into the 'peach', and the peach also became only the size of a baby's fist, surrounded by colorful divine light.

"Immortal Fruit..."

At this time, they finally understood that the third realm of the central realm was actually transformed by the immortal fruit!

For a while, the hearts of thousands of cultivators were agitated, some of them had entered the third realm of the central realm, at that time, if they could think of this, perhaps, the immortal fruit would have been in their pockets for a long time.

Everyone was feeling remorse in their hearts, and suddenly felt that the sky was overcast, and when everyone looked up, they saw a thousand feet of pitch-black giant palms, which were fiercely pressed towards the central boundary, and a breath belonging to the great monks of the late Yuan Infant period also rippled out.

But as soon as the pitch-black giant palm touched the central realm, thousands of colorful divine lights shot through it, and an angry roar came from afar, and the pitch-black giant palm suddenly turned into a rain of fire and rain.

And the 'fairy fruit' stood still in the central realm.

After a short time, several great monks made a move, and without exception, all of them were broken by the colorful divine light, and they could only watch the 'immortal fruit' but could not do anything.

Time passed, and the 'Immortal Fruit' suddenly moved, and then under the attention of many cultivators, it turned into a colorful streamer and poured into the ordinary figure.

At that moment, everyone outside the arena saw that the ordinary cultivator's body emitted a colorful glow, and then the wind and clouds between the heavens and the earth surged, and there were bursts of thunder.

In the central realm, Chen Mo saw a peach that emitted a colorful light flying over and directly entered his body, and at that moment, his cultivation broke through the twelfth layer of qi cultivation and rushed straight to the peak of the twelfth layer.

This change made him happy, knowing that this peach must not be a vulgar thing, but why did it suddenly appear and enter his body.

There was no time to think about it, Chen Mo restrained his mind at the moment, the current opportunity was rare, and it was a great opportunity to break through the thirteenth layer of Qi training.

After several attempts, there was an invisible obstacle blocking him, unable to break through, and the Nine Heavens Thunder had begun to flash.

Chen Mo knew that if he didn't take this opportunity to break through the thirteenth layer of Qi cultivation in one fell swoop, his extreme would be even more slim in the future, and he would desperately absorb the colorful divine light emitted by the immortal fruit in his body at the moment.

His cultivation was still rising, and the thunder in the sky suddenly appeared, and the first thunderbolt finally slashed down, but it was blocked by the central boundary barrier.

At this moment, no matter how dull people are, they already know that the triple realm of the central realm is originally an immortal fruit, but at this moment, they know what they can do.

The immortal fruit appeared, and all the external objects in the central realm were squeezed out, and Yan Lingshi, Vientiane One, and Bamboo Youhuan stood in the void, and their expressions were also a little unsightly.

They had already reached the seventh layer, and they thought that the immortal fruit was at their fingertips, but they never thought that the so-called immortal fruit was actually the third-level realm mansion, and they were looking for the master on their own.

Could it be that this so-called central realm, for thousands of years, has only been waiting for this person?

Who the hell is he?

Nine clouds gather, brilliant sky might.

In just a short moment, several thunderbolts struck the central boundary barrier again.

Receiving this powerful attack, the barrier trembled for a while, and the magnetic storm inside it became more and more violent, and it could break through the barrier at any time.

Holding the Moon Valley, a majestic and low voice sounded: "The barrier of the central realm will be shattered, all fellow Daoists, teachers and nephews, leave quickly." ”

This voice sounded three times in a row, and the cultivators of the three major immortal sects were the first to leave, followed by the second-grade immortal sect and the third-grade immortal sect had already left one after another, and the middle third grade and the lower three grades reacted at this time, and quickly moved away from the Moon Valley in the shouting.

But those great monks of the Jindan period remained in their place, waiting for changes.

At this time, seventeen heavenly thunderbolts had fallen, the barrier on the outer layer of the central boundary had been shattered, and the blue and white thunder power had poured into the center.

Chen Mo closed his eyes intently, feeling the violent energy above his head, he didn't have the slightest fear, but greeted him.

In the midst of life and death crisis, he suddenly thought of Qiye Ling.

When accepting the inheritance of the Thunder Talisman, the Thunder Tribulation was still terrifying, but the ancient wood didn't know it, and just desperately grew, trying its last bit of strength to fight.

Although it eventually turned to ashes, it still left a trace of legacy.

This inheritance was obtained by Chen Mo, but at this time, Chen Mo found that although he had inherited the thunder talisman, he was even more shocked by the indomitable spirit of the ancient wood.

In his opinion, the inheritance of the Seven Leaves Spirit is not just a talisman, but also a spirit.

Although there is a great terror in heaven and earth, I dare to fight with it, although I will die without regret.

Chen Mo's heart suddenly became arrogant, and at that moment, he urged the natal spirit fetus.

When the natal spirit fetus opened, his flesh slowly became transparent, and it didn't take long for it to become one with the natal spirit fetus, and in the eyes of everyone, only a ten-zhang cyan giant grass was growing rapidly.

The cyan giant grass was surrounded by colorful light, and the five five-colored halos were also rippling, and the surrounding blue and white thunder power continued to break through the grass and burn it, but the strong vitality of the spirit grass made him return to his original appearance again, and because of the absorption of thunder power, the surface of his body was covered with silver-white thunder.

The spirit grass continued to grow towards the void, and in a short period of time, the small grass grew to tens of thousands of zhang high, and from a distance, it looked like a straight steel sword, constantly growing, and wanted to pierce the sky.

He is like an optimus pillar, wanting to grow to the end of the world and support this world.

But heaven and earth did not allow it, one after another thunderbolts continued to split, the grass was destroyed and reborn, in just a pillar of incense time, a full eighty thunderbolts finally fell.

The entire central realm has long been dilapidated, there is no longer any life in it, the Xuan Magnet begins to overflow, and the central realm disappears, and it is only a matter of time.

Looking at the ten thousand zhang spiritual grass, it had already turned into flying ash in the sky, and the gray ashes were piled up into a small mountain.

Unable to detect any life, the clouds in the sky began to slowly dissipate.

The wind had weakened, but it was enough to blow away the hill of ashes.

"Are you dead?" The three cultivators surnamed Chen, Li, and Ji of the three major first-grade immortal sects in the Eastern Far Continent flashed this thought in their minds at the same time.

At this time, by Yan Lingshi's side, Yan Lingyu's expression was gloomy for a while, her body couldn't help trembling slightly, and her eyes were faintly filled with tears.

Leaving the Fire Continent, Luo Tianhe looked up to the sky and laughed: "Okay, how can the immortal fruit be so easy to obtain, and how can the thirteenth level of Qi cultivation be achieved by a first-order mortal?"

In the rush of people, Ye Piaoling slowly closed his eyes, two lines of tears fell from the corners of his eyes, and his junior brother died after all.

Hunting in the wind, Ye Piaoling clenched his fists and looked up at the sky, his eyes full of pain.

But in his afterglow, a colorful light suddenly flashed, and he looked at it intently.

In the center boundary, the wind passed, the ashes were scattered, and a grass seed flew out of the ashes, and the surrounding colorful lights shone brightly, and there were five five-colored halos that were eye-catching.

The light didn't last long before it dissipated, the wind danced, and the grass seed was drowned in endless dust, and it was difficult to distinguish it.

I don't know how long it has been, maybe it's a year, maybe it's ten years, a hundred years, somewhere in this world, a grass seed has experienced the moisture of rain, the washing of wind and snow, and finally in this cold winter, slowly pulled out a young shoot, a baby is lying next to the grass is sleeping, the dim light of the setting sun shines on his little face, ruddy.

Creak... creak

The cloth shoes stepped on the thick snow, making a slight sound, and the old man Tian, who was more than half a hundred years old, walked with difficulty carrying his grandson on his back.

The baby's father died in battle, and the mother went with him, leaving such a poor baby.

It was cold in winter, the baby was sick, and he had to go to a small town ten miles away to see a doctor.

The old man works in the field all the year round, his body is also tough, his eyes are quite clear, and he saw a baby in the snow at a glance.

But thinking of the situation at home, it is difficult to support a grandchild, why meddle at this time, he shook his head and continued to walk, but he didn't take a few steps, he hated and scolded: "Tian Laohan, Tian Laohan, is your conscience eaten by dogs?"

Sighing, Tian Laohan turned back, saw the baby lying naked in the snow, a burst of distress, hurriedly wrapped in rags, and secretly scolded which parents had no conscience, gave birth to a child and threw it away like this, which is to be punished by heaven.

After scolding a few times, Tian Laohan looked at the baby again, and the baby's bright eyes opened widely, looking at Tian Laohan, not crying or making trouble.

Looking at the well-behaved baby, Tian Laohan instantly liked it, teased him a few times, and said with a smile: "The little baby is hard, let's call it a dog baby." ”

When the baby listened, the corners of his mouth suddenly grinned, and he laughed, and the wheezing of the grandson behind him also eased.