Xiao Xuan's eyes flashed slightly, and at this moment, he suddenly took a step back under his feet, and a little forbidden ripple instantly appeared around him, and said with a smile: "I'm afraid that the predecessor's idea can't be realized, so I'll take the next step ahead." ”

In addition, the juniors also have a generous gift, please accept it with a smile. Before the voice fell, the figure had disappeared. Chengzi's face changed, his eyes were completely gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and said: "What a cunning boy, but how did he hide from the old man and set up this teleportation ban." ”

But in the next moment, this person's eyebrows jumped fiercely, "It's not good, this son's forbidden Dao cultivation is unfathomable, he must have prepared a killing move to deal with me, and leave here quickly." The light on his body flashed, Jun Chengzi appeared in the teleportation array, and just about to start teleporting, the light on the teleportation array suddenly dimmed.

"Damn, the other end of the teleportation circle was forcibly destroyed, this kid is so thoughtful. But at this moment, a strange fluctuation was emanating in an instant, Jun Chengzi's face changed, and then there was endless fear in his eyes, and he roared viciously, "The little bastard is so ruthless, the old man will definitely kill you in the future!" The next moment, the space where the Punishment Hall was located cracked piece by piece. In the courtyard, next to the teleportation array, the space suddenly shattered, and Jun Chengzi's figure came out in embarrassment.

The clothes were torn, the blood was stained, the cloak was scattered, and the face was pale, and the image of this Jun Chengzi could be described as extremely embarrassed, "Little bastard, you should be damned!" The resentful and angry shouts echoed over the courtyard for a long time.

Somewhere outside the ruined palace, a green rainbow converged and fell to the ground, revealing one of the monks with gray hair and weak breath. Although this person's eyes were dim, they were still full of calmness. This monk is Xiao Xuan. Killing Li Wenxing, even if he relied on the punishment prohibition, Xiao Xuan also shot with all his strength, and suffered a lot of injuries, so after shattering the space where the punishment hall was located, he hurriedly ran away. The fragmentation of the space is extremely dangerous, but it may not be able to kill the Divine Cultivator, if that Jun Chengzi supports it, with Xiao Xuan's current situation, he will definitely die.

After several hours of walking this time, Xiao Xuan avoided the danger of prohibition along the way and made sure that he was safe, so he landed and escaped, preparing to find a place to recover from his injuries. His eyes swept over the surroundings, carefully examined for a moment, and did not perceive the danger, Xiao Xuan took a step forward, and his figure instantly entered and exited the palace. As can be seen from the architectural furnishings, this place must have been extremely luxurious in the past, but after the catastrophe, the years have corroded, and the palace has become dilapidated and exudes a strong smell of decay.

Xiao Xuan walked forward in the light, stopped in an inconspicuous secret room in the depths of the palace, waved his hand to lay down layers of prohibitions, and then sat down cross-legged directly. This time, no matter how much the body of the original god was injured, I am afraid that it will take a few days to fully recover. Taking out a Winter Snow Warming Divine Pill from the storage ring and several pills to increase longevity, Xiao Xuan slowly closed his eyes and began to retreat and cultivate.

Time flies, seven days in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, in this secret room, Xiao Xuan sat cross-legged, his physical body had returned to its original appearance, and his body was full of vitality, although he had not fully recovered to his peak state, his injuries had all been repaired. At this moment, his eyes suddenly opened, dark and bright like stars, although warm as jade, he had his own demeanor and temperament, which people did not dare to underestimate.

"This time I was able to kill that Li Wenxing, but luck played a huge role, if there was no punishment and prohibition, I'm afraid I would never be able to do this. ”

"But no matter what, at this moment, the discovery of a treasure map in the Hall of Punishment is an unexpected surprise. Xiao Xuan's eyes crossed a little joy, stretched out his hand to wipe it on the storage ring, and after a while, Xiao Xuan showed joy, turned over his hand, and a remnant picture suddenly appeared in his hand. After carefully checking to make sure that it was correct, he couldn't help but feel a little anticipation in his heart.

This treasure map was placed on the table in the Punishment Hall, and Xiao Xuan didn't have time to look at it at that time, so he just ingested it, threw it into the storage ring, and hurriedly dealt with Li Wenxing, "Let me see what secrets you are hiding." Without waiting for Xiao Xuan to take it out, it actually unfolded and levitated on its own, and a little fluctuating aura came out of it, and a faint fluorescence emitted from it.

In the next moment, the light flashed and turned into a rectangular scroll, and the upper lines of it were bright one after another, and a faint breath emanated from it. There was only a trace of this breath, but the moment it was emanated, it made Xiao Xuan's whole body stiffen, and the Yuan Shen instantly fell into a dead silence. At this moment, he had a feeling of facing the entire world, as if the slightest trembling of this breath was enough to kill him countless times. His mind gradually fell into chaos, but a picture suddenly appeared in Xiao Xuan's mind.

Within the star field, the spiritual light on the bodies of countless monks was densely packed, and the coercion emitted from each person's body was enough to make the heavens and the earth tremble. In the depths of the Endless Star Field, a continent was suspended in it, and countless forbidden paths shimmered endlessly. Countless palaces are built lavishly, the trees are lush and vibrant, and thousands of monsters and beasts inhabit them. On the mainland, there are many monks living there, but their faces are covered with black textures, mysterious and abnormal.

The monks in the sky fought desperately, the entire void was shattered by supernatural means, countless powerful monks fell with blood, and the entire continent was completely destroyed in this crazy battle, countless temples collapsed, forests withered, and living beings were extinct.

Seeing this planetary continent, Xiao Xuan was suddenly shocked, isn't this the continent where he is located? It turns out that the place where he lives is actually a piece of the wreckage of the main body left after the war thousands of years ago, and he has also seen a lot of floating continent fragments outside the Beihai Sea, which is also some fragments of the continent that have been broken, and this starry sky medicine garden is undoubtedly one of them.

Thousands of years ago, what kind of great war took place, and what was the reason for this great war, and where was the monk with black lines on his face?

The picture continues, in the depths of the continent, there are nine mountain peaks standing in the sky, and the momentum is magnificent. At the foot of the mountain peak, there is a huge basin, and the clouds and mist are too difficult to see. But there are enough shadows, and there seems to be some kind of vine growing in them. A figure roared from afar, this person was majestic, the breath in his body trembled and the surrounding space shattered, and countless prohibitions erupted wildly, but they couldn't stop his pace from moving forward.

But for some reason, this person's face was extremely blurry, as if it was shrouded in a layer of mist, but one of his eyes was extremely clear, bursting with contaminated divine light, as if it could pierce the whole world. Above the void, two figures fought frantically, and between their gestures, the space collapsed. One of them was an old man, with a face with black lines twisted and thick, and his eyes were angry and his mouth was open and he was shouting wildly. The other person was a majestic man, this person was silent, but his supernatural powers were fierce and his momentum was tragic......

An arm poked out of nothingness, like an ancient god and demon, and slammed it down at the majestic man. In the face of this arm bombardment, the man looked up to the sky and scolded angrily, his body exuded an endless sad breath, and his body was like a streamer, whistling through the space, rushing towards the arm, and moving forward.

In a vast sea, a man walked forward crying blood, holding a cloth in his hand. The scene was silent and silent, but at this moment, the man's unyielding angry voice was suddenly heard.

"One of my realms has been preparing for 30,000 years to counterattack the upper realm demons, but I am still defeated at this moment, and 100,000 Taoist friends have died, I am unwilling!

"What is the existence of the so-called Upper Realm race? How can the tens of thousands of monks in my realm be willing to be kept in captivity by others!"

"Today, our generation is dead, but there are talents from all generations, and one day, there will be our descendants who will continue to rise up, vowing to break all these puzzles, and return me to the blue sky, and the sky is clear every day!"

The man threw the scroll in his hand into the world, and then the figure collapsed, turning into ashes and dissipating. But when the man's figure dissipated, there was a last picture coming out, under the nine peaks, in the valley, the clouds and mist were dispersed by the wind, and in a big alchemy tripod, the Dan fire was burning, and the monks of the human world were densely lined up, and each monk's skull was open with a big hole, and the Yuan Infant in the body was struggling hopelessly.

Our generation of monks is not afraid of bitterness, hardship, and robbery, and even if the killing is serious, there is no complaint or regret! Our generation of monks is unwilling and unyielding, and even if the catastrophe is not restored and the reincarnation is forever, they have never bowed their heads at all. Our generation of monks, when one day, will break the shackles and inflict all those 10,000,000 years of calamity on them! Even if our generation of monks has been silent for thousands of years, they must not forget this deep blood feud, and they must never forget it! They must never forget it...... Don't forget...... Don't forget...... When this picture dissipated, this sad and angry roar seemed to be issued by tens of thousands of people at the same time, running through the heavens and the earth, unwilling, unyielding, and soaring into the sky.

Everything fell silent, and the breath dissipated along with this picture, and the scroll suspended in the void fell in front of Xiao Xuan. Tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, and Xiao Xuan slowly opened his eyes, his eyes filled with sadness. He didn't know the reason for everything that happened in this picture, and the countless perishing monks had nothing to do with him, but for some reason, his whole person was extremely sad, and his heart was full of unyielding faith.

"My generation of monks, I will never forget!" Xiao Xuan's face appeared firm, although he didn't know what kind of secret was hidden in it, but he had a firm belief in his heart, even if he was broken bones, even if he did not enter reincarnation, even if he killed the evil to the sky, he had to find out all this! Why was there such a catastrophic battle a long time ago? What is the existence of the so-called Upper Realm race? Who is the Endless Monk who was tragically refined in the Dan Furnace? Where did the arms that appeared in the sky come from?