Pingyuan City, the base camp of the super chaebol Qin family, the night was soft, and various aircraft shuttled through the air.
Wang Xuan came, a little worried about Chen Yongjie, and secretly came to support, after all, now a large number of descendants of the immortals appeared, it was difficult to say that they had no idea about that conch.
Skyscrapers rise into the sky, one after another, and the urban garden is like a large area of primeval forest, accompanied by lakes and rivers.
The whole city is modern, full of technology, and has fresh natural scenery.
At night, Wang Xuan came to the hotel not far from the Qin family manor, stood in front of the window, and looked there.
Chen Yongjie said that he had already made a deal with the Qin family to extend Qin Hongyuan's life for twenty years, and the old man Qin immediately agreed, very happily, and asked him to pick up the conch that was gradually becoming unapproachable.
"I used the Earth Immortal Spring to make a deal......"
Lao Chen informed the specific situation.
Moreover, he reminded Wang Xuan that he could use the Earth Immortal Spring, and the effect of this thing was weakening.
Wang Xuan stood in front of the window, looking at the night sky, holding a cup, and drinking the Earth Immortal Spring mixed with extraordinary royal jelly, the effect was indeed weaker.
This super substance would have expired within three days if it had not been kept in blessed land fragments.
In this world, all super matter is depleting and decaying, and the Earth Immortal Spring stored in the blessed land fragments is also weakening in its medicinal effect.
Wang Xuan felt that in addition to leaving some for his parents and relatives and relatives, and keeping enough rations for himself, he could indeed consider making a deal.
"I didn't expect that the transcendent decline would be so fast, and within a few months, the Earth Immortal Spring would become an ordinary spring."
The Earth Immortal Spring on his body was really not small, but he took away two sides, about four thousand pounds.
Although Grandmaster Ma Da drank a lot, and Zhao Qinghan's beauty and beauty also consumed some of it, he still left too much.
After distributing the part to Lao Chen, coupled with Wang Xuan's own squandering, it is now conservatively estimated that there are more than two thousand five hundred pounds in the blessed land fragments.
Wang Xuan sighed, originally he wanted to use the Earth Immortal Spring to survive the depletion period after the collapse of the myth, but now this wish has failed!
Under the night sky, the movement of the Qin family was a little big, the light golden brilliance rose, and the dyed void became peaceful and sacred, it was the Buddha's light shining everywhere!
Wang Xuan listened accurately, there were bursts of Zen singing, the sound was loud, and the golden words flew up, reflecting in mid-air, illuminating the heavens and the earth.
It was originally night, but the Qin family's secret vault was completely shrouded in golden Buddha light.
Wang Xuan looked there, Lao Chen's tossing was a bit loud, but this further illustrated the horror of the snow-white conch, which was difficult to collect.
Of course, it is not all caused by the conch, the Qin family's secret treasury is almost all antiquities related to Buddha, with a dazzling array of Buddhist artifacts everywhere.
The twelve pages of the Gold-Leaf Shakyamuni Sutra are also there.
Wang Xuan's pupils glowed with divine light, he saw a human with wings flying by in the night sky, and it did not enter the Qin house.
Silently, he put away the dark gold airship, set foot in the Qin family manor, and paid an official visit.
"Brother Wang"
When Qin Hong saw that he came uninvited, he was quite enthusiastic, called him brother, took his arm, and invited him in.
Wang Xuan is called a tired crooked, if you don't know who he is, forget it, the dog Qin Hong despises the practitioner behind his back and denounces him as a warrior, but he is so enthusiastic in front of people.
In fact, Qin Hong is not so false now, in the past few days, he has been receiving weasel spirits, tiger spirits, fox spirits, descendants of immortals, etc., he is really a little tired, seeing a normal human being, he feels very close.
Sure enough, many people came to the secret treasury nearby, and some of them looked like strangers at first glance, because the vertical eyes between the eyebrows opened and closed, like lightning passing by.
There are also aliens born with wings, flowing brilliance, and looking quite extraordinary.
More descendants of true immortals and demon immortals are more normal, no different from ordinary people, and their clothes are also very modern, even trendy.
At the entrance of the secret vault, Lao Chen was dressed in a cassock and holding a silver bowl, with an outstanding temperament!
He ran the Shakyamuni Sutra, his whole body flowed with bright golden light, and the Buddha's brilliance covered the short hair, which was a ...... A young monk!
Some people were competing with him for treasures, and among them were aliens, humans, all very young, all chanting, attracting the snow-white snail to get closer to themselves.
This is Wendou, using spiritual energy to communicate with the snail, wanting to lead the past!
There is no doubt that Lao Chen currently has an absolute advantage, and the methods practiced by these people do not match the rune energy emitted by the conch.
Even if someone practices Buddhist scriptures, they are definitely not as good as the Shakyamuni Sutra practiced by Lao Chen, which has the same origin as the snow-white snail!
"It's boring, it's crepepy, it doesn't look like it's done by practitioners at all, isn't it all about fighting for strange treasures to determine ownership? Chen Jushi, let's face off."
Someone couldn't hold their breath, because the snow-white conch was floating towards Lao Chen, getting closer and closer.
This person has a pointed mouth and monkey cheeks, high cheekbones, and yellow eyebrows, he should be an outlier, but he is indeed very bloody and a master.
"Huang Ming, you are not a person who is destined to be with the Buddha, and you have not practiced Buddhism, so you should retreat."
Old Chen Baoxiang was solemn, wearing a robe, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes.
"Who said that there is a yellow-eyed immortal in Journey to the West, isn't he from Buddhism, you see I also have yellow eyebrows, so I am naturally destined to be with Buddha."
Huang Ming shook his head, no matter how he looked at it, he looked like a weasel spirit.
In fact, he is really, there are descendants of immortals muttering next to him, you Huang Tai Sin pretend to be a Buddhist person!
Wang Xuan looked at it again and again, this guy is a little interesting, he has been familiar with Journey to the West in so many days? He couldn't just watch, at least nearly ten people were fighting with Chen Yongjie, and if Lao Chen was distracted, Faluo might really be taken away by others.
Wang Xuan spat out a syllable, others didn't feel anything, but Huang Ming turned around suddenly, because in his opinion, a bright golden light rushed and bloomed in front of him, and the grand lion's roar shook his blood and qi.
He seemed to see a golden lion, roaring, pounced on him!
This is what Wang Xuan obtained a few days ago by practicing the Shakyamuni True Sutra in the inner scene, and he is familiar with all kinds of secret techniques and can perform some of them.
"You want to stand up for him?"
Huang Ming looked over.
Wang Xuan nodded, Chen Yongjie faced too many people, he needed to share it, and he also wanted to see how strong these young creatures who crossed over were from across the border.
"Are you that Wang Xuan?"
Huang Tai Sian's face changed, and many of the immortals knew this name, because he caused Huang Kun's camp to lose a lot.
In particular, that powerful camp finally sent people across the border, and there was no movement, the death was unclear, and there was no sound.
Some people speculate that Wang Xuan has a rare treasure on him!
"Let's agree, it's just a physical competition, you can't use treasures, it's over."
Huang Ming said.
People thought Wang Xuan would nod in agreement, after all, Huang Tai Sin had a very low posture and looked reasonable.
"This is not good, I'm not good at physical combat, just one weapon can be used."
Wang Xuan shook his head.
Everyone was speechless, you are so embarrassed to say that.
Wong Tai Sin has cold hair standing on end, and this grandson is going to smash him to death with a strange treasure? It was like dealing with the creatures who crossed the border earlier.
He felt that if he hadn't said this in advance, he would probably die unclearly!
When the immortals cross the border, their bodies will collapse, and only some of the soul fragments can come over, as can weapons of the same level.
Therefore, this time the immortals sent some descendants, because their strength was not high, the influence of the Old Testament was small, and their physical bodies could be retained, but they could not bring powerful treasures.
"I treat people with sincerity, but you don't pay attention to it"
Huang Ming said.
Wang Xuan was a little distracted, this weasel did not match the image in his guesses and legends, it was like this...... Sincere? Impossibility!
"The conch was exchanged by Chen Yongjie for divine objects, and it is already wrong for you to compete for it.
Besides, is it really fair for you to fight with me? Even if you pass through the curtain and damage your Taoist practice, there is a high probability that you are all practitioners who are close to the great realm of carefree travel."
Wang Xuan looked at him.
"If I recuperate well, completely recover my body, and am close to the great realm of freedom, but now my bones are broken and my body is bleeding, and my true state is similar to you......"
Huang Ming still wants to talk about it.
As a result, Wang Xuan was very happy and interrupted directly, saying: "Okay, come on."
He had already received a secret report from Zhong Cheng, and Xiao Zhong learned from the descendants of the immortals that after correcting mistakes in this world, approaching Xiaoyao You was the current ceiling.
However, after many people cross the border, their flesh and blood are damaged, their bones are broken, and even their bodies are mutilated, and they are in very bad condition.
Huang Taixian was suspicious and thought to himself, why did this grandson turn his face so quickly? Wang Xuan's hands itched, since the other party was now at a similar level to him, he could just gauge the quality of the following immortal queens.
Of course, if the other party hides his strength and wants to be ruthless to him, then I'm sorry, he really has to use the big killer treasure to serve him in advance.
The two of them did it, without any fancy moves, quite direct, and the fist prints were bombarded.
Wang Xuan did not use the feathering fist, it was too eye-catching, for fear of being targeted, he used the taijutsu on the stone scriptures that no one could practice.
After the second true form map unfolded, the colorful secret power flowed in his body, bursting at his fist, and the power was really a little terrifying.
Between heaven and earth, it was like a thunderbolt crossing the sky, making people's blood churn and their souls throbbing.
Huang Ming, the demon blood was boiling, he had no reservations, he didn't dare to be careless, in his opinion, the person in front of him was very dangerous, and he had killed the immortal's soul fragment.
Boom!
In the two rooms, terrifying blood rose, and the turf in the courtyard collapsed, and several century-old trees exploded on the spot!
"I'm going."
Huang Ming shook his hand, his arm was originally injured, and now it was even more unbearable, and a large piece of flesh and blood from the shock almost fell off.
Wang Xuan was moved, the other party was only a few steps back from him, this Huang Daxian was full of blood, if his body recovered, he would definitely be close to the great realm of Xiaoyaoyou.
He also had to work hard to improve himself and reach the ceiling of combat power allowed by the new star as soon as possible!
Many people were amazed, they came from behind the curtain, and the resources they obtained and the exercises they practiced were all given by immortals, extremely powerful.
Even if Huang Ming was in the wrong state, he should be able to crush the mortal creatures of the same level, but he took a few steps back.
Many people's eyes when they looked at Wang Xuan changed, no wonder he was remembered by some immortals, it was indeed very special!
"It's interesting, let me try it again"
Huang Ming spoke, his body was actually raised more than a head, his cheekbones were more prominent, his teeth were sharper a lot, and a big tail appeared behind him, which was semi-demonization? His blood and energy skyrocketed, and his strength improved a lot!
"Boom"
He rushed forward, the boiling demon blood caused his strength to surge, and the powerful force field dragged the hundreds of pounds of strange stones in the courtyard to float.
"Enough Huang Ming, just compete, what has become of you, you are going to turn into a demon"
Someone spoke and made a quick move.
It was a trendy man, wearing red pants, a colorful patterned T-shirt, with a famous watch on his wrist, and the bracelet was actually made of sun gold.
He stretched out an index finger, and with the sonic boom, hundreds of pounds of strange stones around him shook and flew into the distance.
Bang!
He pressed one finger against Huang Ming's fist, causing Huang Ming to be struck by lightning and fly backwards six or seven meters.
Huang Ming's fists were bleeding, and he quickly shook his arm, and his entire arm seemed to be about to explode.
"Getaway?"
Wang Xuan was moved, this young silver-haired man is a big master!
"No, it's still far away, I am also injured"
The man smiled, and he introduced himself, his name was Kong Yun.
He comes from the demon tribe, but he is qualified to compete for the snow-white snail, because the tribe is closely related to Buddhism, and legend has it that a peacock is the mother of the Buddha.
"Kong Ge"
Huang Ming came over, and then apologized to Wang Xuan, saying: "I'm sorry, for a while, I became competitive and obsessive, I shouldn't be."
Wang Xuan was surprised, why are the monsters he saw different from what he imagined? Huang Tai Sin shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said: "Don't look at me with that kind of eyes, okay, the historical background of our ancestors' lives is different from now.
However, our new generation is about the same as yours, right? In fact, I hate bloody fighting."
Wang Xuan looked at him, really ...... I don't believe it, is this reliable? "Actually, I like modern society very much, Zhou Yun and I also know each other, and we hit it off at first sight.
He said he wanted me to go to sea and go to outer space to plug spaceships, this kind of life is more suitable for me, let's be together then?"
The trendy man Kong Yun sighed, his handsome face was a little unwilling, and said: "Forget it, I won't fight with Chen Jushi anymore, this conch seems to recognize him, and there are actually runes that blend with him.
I can't get it even if I go to rob it, don't be killed by Shakyamuni."
Huang Ming admired Kong Yun very much and told Wang Xuan that this person was also a well-known figure among the younger generation behind the scenes, and his strength was terrifying.
Kong Yun introduced Wang Xuan to the people present, either the descendants of the demon race or the descendants of the true immortals, and the atmosphere was actually harmonious, without the posture of fighting to the death.
Wang Xuan showed a different color, in the new era, the descendants of these demon immortals and true immortals are different from what they imagined, they are interested in technology, admire battleships, and like modern food and culture...... Until a blood-colored figure appeared, and someone recognized his identity, Wang Xuan's face changed and he was murderous.
"Chimeng?"
Wang Xuan stared at him, was this the person who bombarded him with a battleship and left a mark on him, and he really didn't die a few days ago? "Who are you?"
The true immortal from the Dark Blood Sect, Chi Meng, was now very disabled, and the Yuan Shen fragment was nourished by the blood energy emanating from the true bone, and he glanced at him suspiciously.