The Starry Sea of Fog, Western Immortal Realm, reappeared in the human world six hundred years later, and figures passed by and stepped into it.
The vast and unusual fairy world is a desolation and vastness, and the breath of time rushes towards your face, making people feel emotional.
Strong men from different stars appeared and immediately avoided each other tacitly. When there was no direct conflict of interest for the time being, no one wanted to make enemies of each other.
The four Qi Huan also came. As soon as Four Disciples of Ink Sect appeared, it attracted the attention of many people. Ink Lord was so powerful that many people knew that Mo Sect naturally became the focus of many powerful people.
"Separately search, if you find a secret method to warn you," the man in yellow said among the four. === "Douluo Dalu 3 Legend of the Dragon King"===.
"Yes"
Qi Huan and the other two nodded in agreement.
The four of them separated, each heading in one direction.
"Four Disciples of Ink Sect, interesting"
The old man in sackcloth appeared with the little boy. Looking at the four people walking separately, an incomprehensible smile appeared on his old face.
Not long after, a Luan rumbled in the distance, the glow covered the sun, and a powerful pressure descended on the fairyland.
In front of his eyes, he saw five women with extraordinary temperament standing in Luanjia. Each of them has a cultivation level of Great Perfection or above, and two of them have even become immortals.
The astonishing sight immediately attracted everyone's attention, and their faces were shocked.
"This is not the inheritance of Hongluan Star Domain"
There was a strange smell and a strange face, something they had never seen before or heard of before. Everyone suppressed the shock in their hearts and walked faster in search of immortal fate.
Even the inheritance from other domains has sent people here. This time Western Immortal Realm is opened, I am afraid it will cause a terrible bloody storm.
Half a day later, the void scrolled, and Ayluo Zhen and Ning Chen appeared, attracting the attention of many people again. Six Disciples of Ink Sect appeared together, which is really an extremely rare situation.
"Six sons have arrived together. It seems that Lord of Ink Star is determined to win the Immortal Sword." A Supreme Realm man looked at the two people in the distance and said.
"It's not that easy. Let's not talk about whether the fairy sword can be found. Even if it is found, there are so many powerful people. It will not be an easy task for Momen to seize the fairy sword." Next to him, another Human Sovereign responded.
"At least, Momen is the most promising inheritance. Momen's eighth, third, and fifth sons are all Immortal Ascension Realm's strong men. Together with the other three, they are almost unstoppable," the person who spoke before continued.
"Just wait and see what happens. I have a feeling that this sword battle will be more brutal than ever before."
Boom!
While the two were talking, the sky and the earth rumbled and shook in the distance, the sound of battle came, and the aftermath shook, and the void collapsed and spread.
Immortal Source!
The spiritual energy fluctuations that were difficult to conceal were so strong that the nearest group of people looked shocked and rushed over immediately.
Ning Chen, who was about to leave in the opposite direction, narrowed his eyes and stopped.
Without hesitation, Ning Chen took Yin'er and quickly headed towards the place where Immortal Source was born.
"Ninth Junior Brother"
Ayluo Zhen was startled and called out.
The galloping man in black didn't stop, his figure flashed past, his speed was so fast that he surpassed everyone in a few breaths, and quickly rushed towards the center of the battle.
During the battle, a woman in Xiayi fought fiercely with an old woman. The old woman's aura had reached the Great Perfection Realm level, but the woman in Xiayi was not weak either. She danced like a flying fairy, and her charming appearance attracted even more attention.
Not far from the two of them, the floating stone array was rotating. Among them, the hill-like Immortal Source exuded amazing spiritual energy. There were thousands of them. The power of the law was faintly shaking, driving people crazy.
Outside the stone formation, the Immortal Source battle is becoming more and more intense. In the aftermath, the space continues to collapse, disappearing invisible.
Shocked at this moment, a man in black passed by, breaking the stone formation with a sword, turning his palms and moving towards Immortal Source.
"Presumptuous!"
The old woman and the goddess in Xia Yi both changed. They condensed Vast Essence in their palms and stopped the former.
However, the man in black was like a phantom, turning with extraordinary steps, and instantly dodged the attack of the two men, waving his hand to collect all Immortal Source.
The old woman and the woman in Xiayi couldn't suppress their anger due to the sudden change. Without saying a word, they attacked the young man in black in front of them.
There was a loud shock, the sword edge blocked the two strong forces, and the figure took advantage of the momentum to retreat a few feet, not wanting to fight at all, and stepping forward to retreat.
Suddenly, a powerful palm strike came from behind, blocking the way back.
Ning Chen looked back, swung his sword to disperse the strength of his palm, and looked at the woman in green who appeared in the battle, her deep eyes showing no change at all.
"Hand back Immortal Source and I will spare your life," the woman in green said coldly.
"Come"
Surrounded by three people, Ning Chen held his sword in front and said calmly, "Immortal Source is in my hands. If you have the ability, come and take it."
Rampant words, cold and arrogant. In this fairy world where the jungle is strong, only the winner is king. There are no rules, and the devil no longer needs to hide his true nature.
Yin'er held the former's left hand with both hands, stepped back half a step, and hid behind him, obediently without saying a word.
Faced with the provocation, the three of them became even more angry, jumped up, and joined forces to attack.
Three people came, Ning Chen waved Taishi in his hand, first True Sun Scripture martial arts, in an instant, the power of the extreme Yang was activated, and the mighty Yang power came out of the sword.
With a bang, the three of them retreated together. Extreme Yang entered their bodies, and their energy and blood surged.
"Too weak"
The demon was as motionless as a mountain, with no concealment of ridicule in his eyes, and the cold edge of the sword declared the demon's madness.
After a brief confrontation, strong men arrived one after another to watch the battle unfold.
Clear situation, three versus one, no need to guess, you can understand the difference in positions.
When the battle resumed, a figure in white clothes with an extremely powerful aura stepped forward from the distance. After a few steps, he rushed to the battle, saw two fellow disciples, and said calmly, "What's going on?"
"Senior sister, Immortal Source was taken away by him," the woman in Xia Yi said with anger on her beautiful face.
The woman in white frowned slightly and looked at the young man in black in front of her. Without saying a word, the figure flashed past, her delicate hands turned into heavenly instruments, and she clasped the latter's pipa bone.
"Spirit Void Starfield people, you have crossed the line."
At this moment, silver hair fluttered and he appeared in the battle. Taiyin shook Tianluo and blocked the woman in white with a slam.
"The eighth son of the Mo clan is well-deserved," the woman in white retreated and said calmly.
"Excessive praise" Ayluo Zhen said calmly.
"Cai Ning, Bi Yao, let's go." The woman in white gave instructions and turned around to leave.
Hearing this, the two women glanced reluctantly at the young man in black in front of them, and immediately followed him.
Not far away, the strong men onlookers sighed in their hearts when they saw Ayluo Zhen interfering again. Although they were unwilling, they could only leave.
A late Transcendent Immortal Void Realm strong man is almost invincible in this fairy world. Offending such a strong man for a few Immortal Source is not worth the gain.
"Junior brother, let's go too," Ayluo Zhen said.
Ning Chen nodded, waved his hand, put away the sword, and followed him with the little girl in hand.
"Ning Chen, can you beat that sister just now?" On the way, Yin'er shook his big hand and whispered.
"I can't beat him," Ning Chen said honestly.
"Then what should I do if sister Ling Luo doesn't have time to take action? Your identity cannot be known to others," Yin'er said a little angry.
"Run"
Ning Chen said of course.
"..."
When Yin'er heard this, he didn't choke to death. He thought about it, broke free from his big hand, ran forward, took the silver-haired woman, and said softly, "Sister Ling Luo, the people here are so fierce. Ning Chen's cultivation is too low to defeat them. Can you protect us?"
Ayluo Zhen was stunned for a moment, a little uncomfortable, but he still nodded slightly and agreed.
Yin'er smiled when he saw this, and his pretty little face looked even more adorable.
Seeing the little girl's innocent smile, Ayluo Zhen's slightly cold face softened a lot.
After walking with the woman for a while, Yin'er ran to the back without saying a word and held her hand again.
"I'm not afraid this time," Yin'er looked up, smiled, and whispered.
Ning Chen rubbed the little girl's hair, she felt calm and didn't say anything.
This girl is becoming more and more sophisticated as she learns.
Just when the three of them were looking for traces of the fairy sword, two figures walked side by side in the opposite direction. The woman in the broad skirt and the man in red, with their handsome appearance and their handsome appearance, looked so perfect for each other.
Suddenly, the ground in front of them rumbled, and arrows rushed out from the ground and flew toward the two of them.
The man in red stared, waved his right hand, and a black sword appeared. With one swing of the sword, thousands of arrows shattered with a sound.
The arrow light shattered, and the ground rumble continued. In a blink of an eye, hundreds more arrow light shot out of the air, killing the soul.
At the moment of crisis, the man in red took the woman beside him and withdrew as quickly as possible, avoiding the light of the sword. Then he struck the ground with his sword. The sword flowed horizontally and the land collapsed and collapsed.
Amidst the waves of dust, a rusty ancient chariot emerged. The huge metal body exuded a deep chill, making people feel chills on their backs.
The chariot is extremely tall, several feet long and wide, and is covered in green rust. The hill-like body of the chariot is engraved with countless runes, and its faint brilliance is looming, constantly absorbing the power of the surrounding heaven and earth.
"Bronze Chariot" Red Luan Princess narrowed his eyes and said slowly.
"Haha, this is a good thing, I want it."
At this moment, an old man's laughter sounded in the void, and an old man in sackcloth walked out with a little boy, reaching out to the Qinglong chariot.
"Canhong"
With a whisper, the red clothes moved instantly, the extremely fast sword, the extremely fast shadow, and the sword was stained with vermilion.
There was a stabbing sound, the clothes tore apart, and blood gushed out from the old man's outstretched arm, spilling onto the ground.
"Oh? I underestimated you."
The old man in sackcloth sank, his figure moved, and his withered palm slammed out with great force.
Hongyi swung his sword, and with a bang, it shook Wanjun's palm.
The palms and swords collided, and each took half a step back. The sword in the red man's hand turned again, and the phoenix appeared behind him. The sword moved and the situation was chaotic.
Phoenix Speed, without a shadow or trace, the sword urges death.
The old man in sackcloth blocked a sword and was hit by one. His palm was as heavy as a mountain falling, and he struck it down again.
However, Hongyi immediately drew his sword and retreated, avoiding the force of the palm.
"Difficult boy"
Seeing that his opponent was extraordinary, the old man in sackcloth sneered, and suddenly turned his palm to slap the woman not far away.
The woman was in danger, but the man in red did not panic at all, and the sarcasm on his lips was clearly visible.
"Ghost Slave, after escaping from Red Luan Royal Territory, don't you remember your master's appearance?"
With the power of his palm coming, Red Luan Princess said lightly, raised his hand to calm the situation, and then slapped the old man's chest with his palm, reflecting blood everywhere.
"Red Luan Royal Family"
The old man in sackcloth snorted, his eyes full of horror, he didn't dare to stay any longer, and quickly retreated with the little boy beside him... Friends who read books, you can search "" to find this site as soon as possible.