"Judging from the mana fluctuations in the valley, there should be five God Emperor-level masters fighting, and there is a strange God Emperor in Langyafang City recently?" asked the elder of the Langya Sect who had a poisonous tongue.

"Back to the elder's words, according to our observation, there should be none, but today, several forces led by the Qing Ying Sect have sent masters of the God Emperor realm out of Fang City, a total of four, all of whom are early stage monks. ”

"Oh, then, the other God Emperor should be from outside, check, arrange someone to check, who can face the attack of the four God Emperors and retreat with his whole body, should have the strength of the later stage. For denominations, it's an uncertain factor. Also, by the way, check whether the several god emperors sent by Qing Ming have returned. "Elder Poisonous Tongue is very dissatisfied with the fact that the person in charge of Zongmenfang City is ignorant of the situation of Qingxu.

This is just the situation of the Langya faction, some sect forces near the Langya faction and in the area of influence, their discussions about the remaining scenes in the valley are similar. Only a few forces led by Qing Ming were worried, because they realized that this time it was not only a matter of losing a few God Emperors, but also the important thing was to provoke a monk of the God Queen Period, you must know that a supreme force like the Qing Ming Sect can be ranked third-rate in the entire world, just because there is a God Emperor Perfection monk in the door, and provoking the power of a God Queen Stage is enough to give them a headache for a long time.

Don't say much about the problems of the Qing Ying Sect, when the time comes, Qingxu will come to the door, and his current cultivation is not enough to face the master of the Golden Immortal Consummation.

Leaving the Qingxu of the warring valley, he breathed and recovered his spiritual power in a hidden cave a hundred miles away from Langyafang City, and after a long time, his spiritual power finally returned to operate freely, and even increased a little, and this war was also a bit of a gain.

Remove the lost formation at the entrance of the cave, step on the clouds, go to the Taixuan Fantasy Realm this time, Qingxu decided to walk in the clouds and lie in the fog, feel the red dust all the way, practice the seven emotions and six desires, practice the "Three Thousand Reincarnations", improve and stabilize the state of mind cultivation, sail against the current, and retreat if you don't advance.

In the previous battle, Qingxu realized that after going from Chaos to the Canglang Realm, life was a little as calm as water, and the overwhelming victory in the first battle made himself who had always been cautious feel a wisp of arrogance, so that he made the mistake of despising the enemy. Therefore, in this fierce battle, he failed to seize the opportunity to attack with the opponent's weakness, and wasted three drops of Sanguang Divine Water.

The sun is good, the grass is endless, above a forest composed of huge trees, a white cloud floats slowly, invisible black dots cross the sky, the clouds and the moon closes, in this forest where there is no light and no smoke, a strange tribe gathers in it, there are not many people, about five or six hundred inhabitants.

And most of these inhabitants have pale skin, their eyes are bigger than ordinary people, they live the same life, they live the same daily life, but they find that there is a wisp of black evil qi wrapped around the souls of these humanoid creatures, as if they are gradually growing, usually they look nothing, but like parasites, they slowly devour the souls and vitality of creatures as they grow up. As a result, the lifespan of these human beings is getting shorter and shorter as the generations go by.

Qingxu was curious that these evil qi were not born with these creatures, because in this group, there were also several people who did not have evil qi in their souls. There were streams of evil qi in the air that could not be seen by the naked eye, and they were about to dip into the souls of those people, but they were blocked out of their bodies by the white light, which remained unchanged, and they did not see the white light being slightly weak.

These white lights, Qingxu is also very familiar, believing in the divine light, the inexplicable magical substance or law carrier that he integrated into the origin, and the white light that blocks the invasion of evil qi is the belief crystallization of the faith of the tribesmen who contributed to the sacred weapon in the clan. Natives who don't know how to use it can only defend passively. And in the tribe, the few people who have the blessings of the Faith Crystallization Sacred are the tribe's priests, patriarchs, and holy maidens.

Qingxu, who felt that belief in divine light had a significant effect on Taixuan's trip, planned how to obtain the crystallization of faith to help him comprehend the divine light of faith, but before he could think about it, the tribe in the forest ushered in a catastrophe, and the god-king level beast that had been in the depths of the forest came out, and when it appeared, Qingxu finally understood, where did the evil qi in the forest come from? It came from Qi Qi's body, this Qi Qi was surrounded by black evil energy, and he didn't see a hideous face, but he was also overwhelming, at least the people of the tribe were helpless about it, they could only look at this beast in despair, grief-stricken, and stretched out a hand from the void to split Qi Qi, no matter what the reaction of everyone in the tribe, Qing Xuan used a magic palm again, directly knocked Qi Qi to the ground, and passed out.

In the eyes of these natives, Qingxu is the god of heaven descending to earth, although they also have some strength, but compared with Qingxu, it is not the same.

Among the people who looked at Qingxu feverishly, only a few people with holy weapons on their bodies were a little calm. Reverence and vigilance looked at Qingxu.

"Are you a messenger sent by the ancestral god?" asked the patriarch respectfully. The ancestral gods are the deities that this indigenous tribe believes in, and you can think of them as the gods of creation.

He did not speak, but made an unfathomable appearance, and his white clothes were like snow. Sometimes it's more convincing not to say than to say, and the power of brain supplementation is incomparable.

In the eyes of the patriarch, this was acquiescence, so a group of natives went to the tribe in the face of Qingxu. The people who came to the tribal gathering place were very excited, and the shock of escaping death made them unscrupulous, and some backward customs were revealed at this time. Carnival, dancing, and Qingxu was invited to rest in one of the best houses in the tribe, and he planned to stay here for a while to see if he could understand the mystery of faith, because he had obtained a top-level innate spirit treasure faith scepter in the chaos, and this scepter plus the power of faith harvested by these natives should help it learn and control the initiative of believing in the divine light.