The First World War in the Southern Wilderness finally came to an end, and that battle was too tragic.

The Blood Venerable suddenly blew himself up, the saints all shed blood, the immortal saint disappeared, the saint was deprived, the giant saint fell, and the other saints were also severely injured, their bodies were destroyed, and only a few people escaped.

In the entire south, countless living beings perished, becoming a desolate and dead land!

Eternal times are in a hurry, the years are long, and the world is 5,000 years in a blink of an eye.

The power of life is strong, the south, now into countless island-like areas, each island was once a part of the southern land, after the war five thousand years ago, the south was shattered, turned into an island, in the long sea, gradually appeared mountains, big trees, and then, a group of blue birds flew back, began to have a group of people who had moved away from the south, gradually returned.

Finally, the south became the realm of life again, surrounded by archipelagos, and various powers gradually appeared.

On an island not far from the Ghost Sea, it is surrounded by mountains, isolated from the world, full of rare and exotic grasses, and towering ancient trees and onions.

The ancient trees are towering into the sky, the mountains and rivers are primitive, the old vines are like dragons, the high mountains are majestic, the big rivers are magnificent, and there is a style of ancient pre-history. Danya strange stones, unicorn beasts lie alone, Luan birds dance, purple gas, thousands of years of elixir growth on the cliff, ancient wood side fairy mushroom accompanied.

On the island, there is a sect with hundreds of living beings, and it is very famous in the nearby waters.

It is said to be a sect, but it is just a small force formed by a big demon who gathered some of the transformed demon clans on the island together, and such a force is very common on the countless star-dotted islands in the south today.

Although the South has regained its vitality, the danger remains. In addition, the scarcity of vitality in the south, the scarcity of heaven and earth, and the scarcity of spiritual objects in heaven and earth, many big forces in the south have migrated to other regions, so the south has become a place where many small clans and small forces gather.

An island like this one has such a scenic aura. It is rare in the south. If it weren't for the Great Demon of the Spirit Sect, it was a Da Luo Golden Immortal, and this island would have been taken away by other forces long ago.

Under a mountain peak on the island, a hunchbacked old fairy explained to the monsters who were listening to the sermon on all sides, "The cultivation path is long and difficult. Once you've set foot on it, you can't stop halfway. ”

"The so-called practice is to constantly strengthen one's body. Make up for the original defects. The process of going against the sky. ”

"The Tao is both tangible and invisible, and non-existent and intangible. It's mysterious. You need to enlighten yourself and evolve your own way, and everyone's path is different. ”

The monsters around him seemed to understand whether they understood or not, this old fairy was originally a big ao in the sea, he should have died a long time ago, and was washed to the island by the waves, and for some reason, when he came to the island, he was about to die, he got some creation, opened his spiritual wisdom, and stepped into the door of cultivation, and for more than 4,000 years, he entered the realm of Daluo.

The old ghost is honest and kind-hearted, and after the creatures on the island gradually increased, the old turtle taught all living beings to practice, and it was strange to say that this island was originally very desolate, but with the passage of time, the vitality of the island gradually increased, and gradually became a famous spiritual island in the sea of ten thousand miles.

Because it is close to the ghost sea, there are no big forces around this island, so there is no danger, but the sin of Huaibi is the cause of the disaster after all, just when the old turtle explained the way of cultivation to the demons, hundreds of miles away from this island, more than a dozen steel warships of a hundred zhang size rode the wind and waves and sailed towards here.

On a battleship, several young people stood together, full of spirit, led by a young man, standing with his hands in his hands, quite a feeling of pointing the country.

"I heard that Lingdao is full of vitality, and the fairy bird elixir is a piece of treasure, it is really a treasure island in the south, this time the sect asked me to wait to come out and take Lingdao, and I want to use this island as a branch of the sect, if it is done, our merit is not small!" said a young woman with a smile.

"Well, the master also said that there may be a treasure left in the battle of the saints on this island, and the vitality of the spirit island will gradually increase, it may be the effect of that treasure, the treasure that can increase the vitality of heaven and earth, which is of great significance to this sect!"

The sequelae left by the war back then were too great, the southern land, compared with other places, the gap was huge, the strong withered, and the Dajue Golden Immortal was difficult to come out, even the strong Daluo Golden Immortal was several times less than back then, so the old immortal cultivated to protect the fairy island.

"There is an old man on the island, it is Da Luo Jinxian, and he is going to bother Uncle Shi to make a move!" the man at the head said respectfully to a middle-aged man sitting cross-legged on the deck.

The man opened his eyes and bowed slightly.

The speed of the battleship was very fast, and it came to the island in less than tea time, and dozens of people got down from the battleship, and they couldn't help but be shocked when they saw this spiritual island.

In the south, it is rare to see an island like this, and only the central island where the Ten Thousand Flowers Hall is located has such a glorious scene, and it is the residence of their sect, and it may not have such vitality.

Even the middle-aged man also showed a look of surprise, such a concentration of vitality is comparable to five thousand years, five thousand years ago, he was just a very weak and weak monk of the Ink Sect, and now, he has become a senior uncle who holds some power.

"What a fairy island, if you cultivate here, you will definitely get twice the result with half the effort!" All the young people were surprised and delighted, the world five thousand years ago was too far away from them, and now, they are already a new generation of figures, leading the trend of this generation.

The old immortal appeared with the demons, and when the battleship arrived, the old immortal noticed the arrival of this group of people.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I don't know what you're doing here?" the old fairy asked.

The young man was strong and wanted to speak, but was blocked by the middle-aged man, and hugged his fist towards the old immortal, "I am a monk of the Ink Sect, I heard that this island is full of vitality, and I want to use this island to build a faction, I don't know what the old immortal wants?"

"If the old immortal is willing, you can lead the spiritual objects on the island into my Ink Sect, this island is still your island, but the Dao system is replaced by the Dao system of the Ink Sect. The middle-aged man said again.

A few young people who came with him were quite puzzled, before leaving, the order given to them by the sect was to capture the island, and the Ink Sect would manage the island, several of them were the elites of the new generation of the sect, and they all wanted to show their strength here, but they didn't think that the middle-aged man did not do it, but persuaded the old immortal to come.

However, if you can subdue this island without spending a single soldier, it will also be a great achievement, and. The middle-aged man has a high level of strength, and everyone does not dare to disobey.

Today's Ink Sect is already second only to the Wanhuadian in the south, due to the impact of that war, the Beichen family and the Dongyang Dynasty have moved away from the south, and only some forces that have not been suppressed by strong people cannot leave and take root in the south.

Under the leadership of the new suzerain, Emperor Suwon, the Ink Sect gradually flourished and annexed some of its original forces. Grown to this day. It's only a little weaker than the Ten Thousand Flowers Palace.

For Immortal Island, which only has one Great Luo Jin Immortal, the Ink Sect is undoubtedly a big force.

The old fairy smiled, but shook his head and refused, "It's not a secret." My way. It comes from this island. Since I am on this island, I dare not change it at will. ”

The middle-aged man frowned slightly and glanced at the fairy island. For some reason, he always had a feeling of uneasiness, there seemed to be something terrible lurking on this island, so he didn't dare to move!

The middle-aged man pondered, this sense of danger made him hesitate, if it was an ordinary time, he would have done it a long time ago, but this time, the sense of danger constantly warned him.

When the old immortal refused, the monks from the Ink Sect carried a kind of hostility, and the demon clans who followed the old immortal also bared their teeth and grinned, and the atmosphere was solemn.

The middle-aged man squinted, made a decision, and said with a smile, "Since this is the case, then forget it, it's just that this time the sect asked me to come out, I want to find an immortal medicine, looking at the immortal aura on this island, there will definitely be an immortal medicine, can you let me wait for another two days?"

The old immortal breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, "Yes, it's just that in addition to demon cultivators like us, there are still some fierce beasts on the island, I hope it won't go too deep." ”

The middle-aged man nodded, "Let's take a look outside!"

The old immortal jaw immediately led the demon cultivators into the island and disappeared into the dense forest.

"Uncle Shi, why are you so polite to them?" the young monk was puzzled and looked at those demon cultivators in the distance.

The middle-aged man shook his head, "Be careful, I'm afraid there is something powerful on this island, and even, there may be some strong people who cultivate latitively, this old immortal doesn't seem to be afraid of conflict with us, there may be some big people behind it, you go back and report to the sect master and the elders, let them take a look." ”

The young monk was a little unhappy, but he also had to listen, the middle-aged man was able to sit in his current position, and his cautious character was inseparable, before leaving, the old man of the sect warned them to be careful in everything, everything to listen to the middle-aged man, the sect has strict precepts, and the young monk had to leave with people.

After the old immortal entered the dense forest, he dismissed the demons and walked into a deep mountain alone.

Come to a valley, where eagles and birds chirp, beautiful trees are verdant, and small bridges and flowing water are harmonious.

A huge mountain of thousands of meters high, a hundred-zhang long waterfall, like a silver horse, fell down, rumbling, like thousands of horses galloping.

Under the valley, next to the waterfall, a thatched house is built under a big tree, there is a bird's nest on the tree, the chicks chirp and chirp, the scenery is pleasant, isolated, a paradise.

The old immortal respectfully came to the outside of the thatched house and kowtowed three times to the thatched house.

"What's the matter?" an ethereal voice came from inside the room.

"Master, a monk from the Ink Sect has just gone to the island and wants to establish a distribution on the island. "Old Immortal Dao.

"Oh, if the Ink Sect Master comes, you can bring him to me. ”

The voice dissipated, and the old fairy kowtowed respectfully three more times and left the valley.

In the thatched hut, a man in white clothes and purple hair sat cross-legged, full of thick hair, with a majestic body, a peaceful face, and a majesty.

The thatched hut is spotless, extremely clean, this person, is Ning Wuji, five thousand years ago, the blood venerable self-explosion, he was also impacted, by the huge force of the self-explosion, blasted into the center of the earth, and then, he spent thousands of years in healing, unable to shoot.

The south was shattered, the continent was separated, and he drifted here with the island, and for thousands of years, he had been contemplating the realm of mixed elements, consolidating and stabilizing this realm.

Lao Xian Nai was a big undersea turtle that he rescued casually back then, and he passed on some Taoism, which was not qualified, but he also solved a lot of troubles for Ning Wujian.

"Whew!"

Ning Wuqian slowly exhaled a breath of black gas, in that battle, the self-explosion of the Blood Venerable, and the karma of heaven and earth caused him to suffer great trauma.

You know, that battle is that the saint also fell, the true body of the saint who was close to him, almost all died, Ning Wuqian can pick up a life is a great blessing, if he hadn't broken through at that time, I'm afraid he would have been reincarnated now.

After 5,000 years of recuperation, he finally recovered from his injuries.

Consciousness falls into the dantian. A bright small world is vivid and real, he sits high in the nine heavens, the yin and yang Taiji diagram rotates, like a god who opens the world and the earth, looking down on the rivers and mountains below, as if accepting the worship of all beings.

In the small world, there are living beings and consciousness, but these living beings are not complete after all.

Today's small world. It is divided into six areas. They are gold, wood, water, fire, earth and thunder, which are the six laws of this world, the snow demon clan appears in the water, and the fire demon clan appears in the fire domain. And thunder and lightning. Then some thunder beasts were born. As for the other areas, they are the demon clans that have been placed in the world of the Chaos Clock, and they thrive here.

The world is not perfect. The result is that the creatures born in this world are not highly intelligent, but the power of life is infinitely creative, although Ning Wujian created this world, he did not interfere with its development, he found that in addition to the original laws, some creatures began to self-evolve new laws, and the laws they derived were gradually absorbed by the pseudo-heavenly way to improve this world.

Every moment, the world is evolving and changing!

Without paying too much attention to this world, Ning Wujian opened his eyes, night fell, and in the night sky, the power of the heavens and stars, such as water and moonlight, were attracted and converged towards the thatched house.

The starlight fell and penetrated through the body, making Ning Wujian all shining, and even the hairs on the surface of his body were shining.

With the power of starlight to wash his body, in the battle five thousand years ago, his body suffered great damage, and in the past five thousand years, Ning Wujian has been cultivating through this, and gradually recovered his flawless body.

Baptized by the Heavenly Tribulation, and damaged by the Blood Venerable's self-explosion, his body became more and more flawless, as clear as crystal, and the powerful life fluctuations were even more terrifying.

The island was submerged by the sea of starlight, and many monsters absorbed this starlight, and the middle-aged man looked at the center of the island with palpitations, with a hint of fear, what kind of person cultivated, and actually caused the world to change?

Fortunately, I didn't act arbitrarily today, otherwise, I don't know how I died!

The starlight fell, making the vitality of the island more and more intense, and the middle-aged man suddenly understood that there were no treasures on the island, and it was obviously the strong man's cultivation that attracted the starlight in the sky, which was poured into the island, so that the island's aura would not disperse.

The next day, when the sun appeared, the starry sky faded, and the island was full of vitality again.

Knowing that the one in the depths of the island said that if their sect master came, he could let the old immortal take him to see him, and the middle-aged man couldn't sit still.

The people on the island knew that their sect master must be an old monster of tens of thousands of years, and they hurriedly left to let their disciples return to the sect.

Not long after, a pitch-black thousand-zhang giant ship flew from above the sea, and dozens of black-robed people whose breath was not weaker than that of middle-aged people fell, and the first young man with a strong breath was Emperor Suwon.

The middle-aged man told the Suwon Emperor about the island, and the current Suwon Emperor is more mature than five thousand years ago, with a strong breath, and he has already been in the realm of the Great Jue Golden Immortal, in charge of the Ink Sect.

His eyes swept over the island, and he immediately noticed the impenetrable mountains on the island, and he was secretly frightened.

The old immortal came out with all the demons, and saluted, and the number of courtesies was very sufficient, after all, this time it was the sect master of a large sect.

"Please come with me!"

After a few words of greeting, the old immortal was on the road of Suwon Emperor.

Emperor Suwon bowed slightly, and followed the old immortal into the deep mountains.

The old immortal saw that the strong man behind Emperor Suwon was also going to follow, so he stopped and said, "My master only let the Sect Master of Water go in alone!"

"Sect Master, isn't it too dangerous?" said the powerhouse of the Ink Sect.

Emperor Suwon squinted his eyes and shook his head slightly, "You guys are waiting here, nothing can happen!"

After speaking, Emperor Suwon looked at the old immortal, "Let's go!"

Inside the thatched hut, when Emperor Suwon saw that it was Ning Wujian sitting in the room, he couldn't help but exclaim, "You're not dead?"

Ning Wuqian smiled, and the old immortal brought two cups of tea, "Please sit down, taste the water brewed by the spirit grass on this island, it tastes good." ”

Emperor Suwon still had an incredible look on his face, sat down, poured a big gulp of tea, rubbed his eyes, and saw that it was still Ning Wuji, so he was sure that this was Ning Wuji.

It's not that Emperor Suwon hasn't seen the world, it's mainly that this fact is too surprising, in that battle, all the saints died, the bodies of the saints were destroyed, the blood venerable exploded, four or five mixed elements were reincarnated, the south was shattered, everyone felt that Ning Wujian must have died in that battle, under that kind of explosion and heavenly punishment, how can a person who has not yet stepped into the realm of mixed yuan save his life?

If Emperor Suwon knew that Ning Wuqian had paid a huge price to heal his injuries in the past five thousand years, he would not be too surprised, in that battle, the Chaos Bell was blown up, and Ning Wuqian was also at a critical juncture, breaking into the Chaos Yuan Realm, so that he could save his life, plus his physique was stronger than that of a saint, so he could survive.

After being surprised, Emperor Suwon slowly calmed down, and guessed in his heart what price Ning Wuqian had probably paid, pondered for a while, and said, "What do you want to do when you ask me to come here?"

"I have become the sect master, I am much smarter than before, I came to you this time to ask if there is any other passage to the Xuanhuang Wilderness to the Flood Wilderness besides the Earth Absolute Island?"

"Do you want to go back to the Flood Wilderness?" Emperor Suwon was puzzled, and immediately frowned, "Between the Eight Desolations, separated by the Void Zone, in the Void, even the Mixed Yuan cannot survive for a long time, if it takes a long time, it will be assimilated by the Void, and the Eight Wilderness have channels that connect with each other, and the passage from the Xuan Wilderness to the Flood Wilderness has been sealed by the Flood Wilderness Sage, and it is not easy to go back." ”

Ning Wuqian nodded slightly.

Emperor Suwon thought for a moment and said, "You can try it in the Shattered Star Sea, where the land of nothingness has recently been connected, and the space is very unstable, you seem to have mastered the laws of space, maybe you can pass through the gap in time and space and leave the Mysterious Desolation." Of course, through the gap in time and space, whether to go to the flood wilderness or other wastelands, it is not necessarily, every year, there are a large number of Xuanhuang monks who are torn apart by the space-time cracks, and those who survive will reach other wastelands, and in other wastelands, there are also strong people smuggled over through this method. (To be continued......)