Everything in front of me gradually turned into nothingness from clarity to nothingness, and the endless wind blew, and there was no boundless heavenly fire to burn. I don't know how many stars passed by him, and after a brief flicker, they disappeared into the darkness.

When he set foot on such a road with the wind, he was just a small true immortal, and he was the lowest existence in the fairy world. But after such a blink of an eye, he has become one of the high-ranking emperors in this great world. With such a big contrast, Rao is determined to follow the wind, and every time he thinks about it, he still feels in a trance.

Back then, when he returned to the immortal array in a dream, he only had one spirit body. Now, as the body of the Great Emperor, he is stranded in the immortal realm, and he can only turn back as a consciousness. What a coincidence, how similar.

"Pinch your fingers, it's been nearly a year since I went to that fairy world. There is a Tao that is one day in heaven and one year on earth, and it has been more than 300 years in the mortal world. Many of the disciples and protégés of the Tianshan Sect at that time were already ancient, and they didn't know if the glorious Li Tang Dynasty was still there. Thinking with the wind, he sighed even more.

It was Murong Xuanfeng who really took over the world back then, and now so many years have passed, and the grass and trees on his tomb have not known how many generations have risen and fallen. All of this was as insignificant as the clouds and smoke passing before his eyes.

When Sui Feng was sighing, everything in front of him turned from virtual to real again, and the outline of a brilliant world appeared in front of him. But that realm had already fallen in front of his eyes.

He looked around in the wind, and now he was on an unknown hill. He hadn't been here before. He stood silently on the hill, silently spreading his thoughts out of the clouds. The scene in this realm suddenly appeared and fell into his heart. In terms of Suifeng's current Dao Xing, unless it is an enchantment laid by the Great Emperor of the same level, there is nothing in the Dao Realm that can stop his divine thoughts.

Everything was so natural, he didn't have the slightest intention, as if this realm itself sent this information into his mind.

Suddenly, Sui Feng's body was stunned, and there was a trace of surprise on his face.

More than 300 years have passed, and this realm has completely changed its appearance. The famous mountains and rivers that were originally bright and beautiful have now arrived. Most of them were covered with a faint black mist. The green grass has also turned into a scorched earth. His divine thoughts swept through, and most of this realm became desolate. What surprised him even more was that there was not an empty area above the barren area, but there was also a little human population.

The people on the scorched earth. Most are dressed in dark cloaks. Cover your head and face. The face is hidden in it. Many people had a mysterious light on their bodies, and from time to time there were bursts of powerful aura.

Sui Feng retracted his thoughts and sighed softly. muttered: "Originally a good Dao realm. It turned out to be like this. Before, I thought that the Demon Sect had disappeared without wind, but I didn't expect it to be so serious. ”

He still remembered that back then, the Demon Sect was only haunted near the Buzhou God Sect, and after more than three hundred years, this Demon Sect had accounted for half of the country.

People in such a realm as the wind are also emotionally moved when they see it.

Looking at it with the wind, his heart was full of depression, he shook his head, and was about to leave with his feet.

Suddenly, a dull thunderclap sounded in the sky. A large dark cloud obscured a corner of the sky, and it looked as if it had been splashed with thick ink. A slightly familiar feeling came through with the long wind, the corners of his eyebrows trembled with the wind, his face changed slightly, and he whispered to himself: "That is the direction of Kunlun, was it really guessed by me?"

Before his words fell, his entire figure had disappeared into this space.

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The majestic Kunlun Mountains stretch vertically and horizontally, and in the eyes of mortals, the top of the mountain seems to lead to the legendary fairy land. Vast expanses of mountains are hidden under the snow, and this is the place where all kinds of legends from ancient times to the present day are gathered. Legend has it that the light of heaven descends from the top of the mountain of Kunlun, and anyone who touches the light of heaven will be summoned into it by the fairy world. Although this is just a fantasy generated by the world's yearning for immortals. However, there are still too many on this Kunlun.

The Kunlun faction that holds the bull's ears of the world's Taoist sect is located here, and this Kunlun also adds a bit of mystery.

It is such a holy place, but at this moment there has been a great change. The sky was dim, and there was darkness in the surrounding void, and dark clouds rolled above the clouds, and even bursts of thunder came out of them from time to time.

The red light in the dark clouds surged, revealing bursts of palpitating aura, as if it had reached the end of the world.

At this moment, on the platform on the top of this Kunlun Mountain, almost all the famous people in the world's Daomen have gathered here. Everyone raised their heads and stared at the cloud above them.

The clouds shook from time to time, and a tingling sneer came from the ear. In the red light in the clouds, there were ghosts flashing from time to time.

Suddenly, the dark cloud broke open, and black figures rushed down from it. The man at the head was eight feet tall, with two horns on his head and bared teeth, and he looked like a demon born in the region.

"How are you bulls thinking about it? My king personally went out on horse, don't you think you have any other choice? Surrender quickly, my king said, those who surrender will not be killed!"

"Hum—"

Before the black figure could speak, the void suddenly trembled, and the space was completely torn apart. A brilliant clear sword light slashed out from it like a match, slashing straight at the black figure.

"Uh......"

The black figure only had time to let out a low roar before it dissolved into powder in the sword light and completely disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"What do you think you are? just a miscellaneous fish, so arrogant. ”

The clear words resounded through the void, the clear light shone, and a figure quietly appeared. This man was dressed in flowing clothes, with gray hair and beard, and his eyes were like bright stars, shining with brilliant light.

Dust fell from the void under his feet, and walked towards the place where everyone was.

"Meet the Emperor!"

Everyone on Kunlun Mountain shouted in unison, and their voices reverberated in all directions, and they fell down.

The person who came shook his head and smiled, "What kind of emperor am I, I have long lost the strength I had back then." Arise ye. ”

With that, with a wave of his robe, a silent force suddenly generated, and he helped these people up again.

"Fang Xianzi, I told you before, don't let you come to such a trip to troubled waters, otherwise you will definitely pay the price. This seat has always done what it says, if you toast and don't eat and drink, don't blame this seat for being polite. ”

As soon as the man appeared, the clouds above trembled, and a cold voice came out of it.

Fang Xianzi Ha Lu Ha Da Lu smiled and said, "Back then, in the immortal world, even Haotian didn't dare to speak to me like this. I know that you have had an adventure in the fairy world, not only have you improved your skills, but you can also dive into the world. But does that mean that this seat is afraid of you? To put it bluntly, you are only a little person with some luck, and you are not worth talking about at all. ”

Fang Xianzi's eyes were full of disdain, and he never put the characters in the clouds in his eyes at all.

"Well said, Fang Daoyou, I will advance and retreat with you!" Another clear voice came from the sky, and a streamer as thick as a silk thread was projected from the far distance, and in an instant, it came close and turned into a figure.

When Fang Xianzi saw it, he smiled slightly and said, "Hanshu, I know that you will come sooner or later." ”

Hanshu Ha Lu Ha Da Lu smiled: "Back then, you and I both received Ziwei's kindness, and when Ziwei fought with that extraterritorial demon lord, we couldn't help because our strength was still weak. Now, it's our turn to make a move!"

"Hmph!" The clouds shook again, and the voice sounded again, "Since you are so good, then I will send you to die together!" (To be continued......)