Fairy way

Lin Xi was still saying a second ago that the return of the Old Sage will definitely cause a big commotion.

So don't worry too much.

As a result, the next second, the big movement came.

Everyone's complexion suddenly changed.

This is not good news.

It wasn't long before Mortal Realm was stable, and it couldn't stand the toss at this time.

Even if Jiang Chen uses heaven-defying means to help the mortal world recover, the law is still unstable. Once the power of the saint level falls, it is very likely to collapse again.

"Let's go and have a look." Lin Xi said immediately.

Everyone hurriedly flew out.

There was so much commotion at this moment that even half-holy monks who were recuperating from their wounds would inevitably be alarmed and go out to check the situation. There was another commotion in the whole northern Xinjiang.

A major event like the fall of a saint just happened a few months ago, and everyone was already in danger, and now there is another big movement?

At this moment, most of the monks in the northern border can almost see the black clouds rolling in from the sky, and the deep, thick and terrifying roars spread across the sky like thunder, shaking people's minds.

Countless strange phantoms are entangled in the air, like countless resentful souls, but they don't have the slightest ghostly aura, but they are upright and dignified.

"What is this?" Everyone looked at the sky in horror.

Never seen anything like this.

Could it be a ghost saint?

But it doesn't seem like it.

And why are there so many phantoms? Each phantom seems to contain an original power that is different from ordinary people. It is impossible for so many of them to be saints.

Lin Xi looked solemn, and turned to look at Yun Zhilan: "Seeing this scene, do you think of anything?"

"Not yet." Yun Zhilan shook his head.

A terrifying sound came from above the peak of the cloud layer.

"Who!"

"Dig my roots!"

In the roaring sound waves, there is boundless anger, as if it wants to burn the nine heavens and ten earths.

The monks in Northern Xinjiang trembled from the shock, and their mouths were bitter.

They couldn't help but mourn in their hearts.

We didn't dig it, why are you yelling at us.

At this moment, Xiao Bailong's face turned pale, his whole body shrunk his head guiltily, his eyes were erratic, and he was crying in his heart.

I just dug a log cabin.

Not so much.

Who knew that your foundation was under this dilapidated house.

Since it is your foundation, can't you arrange more means to protect it?

How could it be dug out so easily.

Lin Xi glanced at Xiao Bailong subconsciously, thinking, it couldn't be such a coincidence that Xiao Bailong did it?

Then seeing Xiao Bailong's expression, he immediately understood.

"You...really dug it?" Lin Xi's voice trembled slightly.

Xiao Bailong's face was full of grievances, he opened his mouth, hesitated for a moment and said bitterly: "I just dug up a small wooden house, and logically there will be no problems."

"Where's the cabin you dug?"

"In... the Holy Land." Xiao Bailong lowered his head.

"You dare to tamper with the things in the Holy Land?" Lin Xi glared, "They are all left by the saints, who knows what the mystery is."

Xiao Bailong felt extremely guilty, and asked cautiously: "Then what should we do now?"

"What else can I do, I can only see the situation first. If this saint really recovers, he insists on killing you, but no one can protect you."

Little Bailong wants to cry but has no tears.

Does this make a saint?

The spirit world is too dangerous.

"However, judging from the situation, this saint may not be able to recover, and he also said that the foundation was dug by you, and it is estimated that there will be some resistance to recovery." Lin Xi said with a solemn expression.

Xiao Bailong's heart suddenly rose to heaven, and he said with great joy: "Really? If you delay the recovery of this saint, is it considered meritorious service?"

"Forget it, you don't necessarily have to be an enemy in the first place, but if you do something like this, you will become a deadly enemy." Lin Xi scolded angrily.

"..."

Everyone was terrified.

I'm afraid there will be another disaster that destroys the world.

With such a huge movement, no one dared to come close to check casually.

Lin Xi was also very worried at the moment.

Because the deity has not recovered.

The ancients seem to be unable to use the power to shield the heaven and earth in a short period of time. In this way, there is no way to wake up the suzerain. If there is a saint who really recovers, it will be really difficult.

At this time, the phantom entangled frantically and trembled.

An illusory figure slowly gathered from above the sky.

Like a king in charge of the world, waiting for the people to bow down, overlooking the earth, indifferent and calm, looking down on everything.

"I will return eventually." The cold voice came slowly.

Without any trace of emotion.

It seems that there really is an ancient emperor who travels through endless years and manifests himself today, intending to control the universe again and everything.

For some reason, Lin Xi thought of Yuan Wuling inexplicably.

This feeling is very similar.

The other party is probably the same guy as Yuan Wuling.

It's just that Yuan Wuling encountered Lin Xi on the way, and the way back from rebirth was forcibly cut off.

And the person in front of him seemed to have completed most of the recovery steps.

Strangely, Yuan Wuling gradually began to restore everything after absorbing the power of Shenzhaodi.

What about this person?

His spirit shines on the ground.

Just when Lin Xi was thinking wildly, there was a violent and terrifying roar of a tiger, and a huge green tiger came in the distance, with blue fire burning on its body, shattering nothingness, leaving behind a terrible trail of black and green flames.

And Venerable Qinghu was sitting leisurely on the Qinghu, behind him a scorching red flame also flitted across the void, as gorgeous as the morning glow.

It was a nine-headed bird, flapping its wings, the fire was boiling, very dazzling, and the bird's song was high-pitched and melodious, extremely bright.

Jiang Xiaoxi was hugging the Nine-Headed Bird's neck, her face full of excitement.

This is naturally the nine-headed bird that Qingzhu gave Jiang Xiaoxi.

The bloodline is very pure.

Has the appearance of a demon ancestor.

Now it has finally grown up, and Venerable Qinghu has helped it to train, and now it has reached the state of integration, with good speed and terrifying flames.

"If you will come back eventually, that means you haven't come back. If you don't come back, you dare to show off your might, and you won't be able to fight?" Venerable Qinghu sneered.

When he sensed the power of the approaching saint, he immediately chose to come.

At first, I thought that there was another fellow Taoist who could become a saint.

Unexpectedly, it was an old guy who intended to be reborn.

This naturally made him feel very bad.

Hearing another roar, the towering green tiger roared towards him, wanting to swallow the illusory shadow in front of him.

The phantom figure slowly got up, as if facing Qinghu, but the next moment, Qinghu shuttled away without hurting the figure in the slightest.

Venerable Qinghu frowned slightly: "Huh?"

"The saint who beheaded himself." An icy voice came from the illusory figure: "You dare to attack me."

Venerable Qinghu's eyes were uncertain, and then he seemed to have discovered something, and mocked: "It turns out that it hasn't recovered yet, it's just a remnant of will, without substance."

Without physical things, it is naturally difficult for ordinary attacks to be effective.

"Hmph, when I come back, killing you is just a snap of my fingers."

The terrifying and mighty voice continued to resound.

This time it became more cold and emotionless, and it was even impossible to distinguish between men and women.

"Then I'll cut off your will first!" A cold light flashed in the eyes of the Azure Tiger Venerable, and when he merged with the Azure Tiger, he burst out with extremely terrifying power, and the surrounding laws and avenues trembled, showing signs of collapse.

The phantom figure unexpectedly shattered and turned into countless phantoms like resentful souls, floating wantonly in the sky, exuding a rather strange power.

"Master, come on!" Jiang Xiaoxi shouted excitedly.

Venerable Qinghu sent Jiang Xiaoxi to a safe place, and then left through the air.

The huge tiger palm shattered a large area of ​​space, as if the entire world was lifted directly, revealing the empty nothingness.

Phantom figures are intertwined, countless completely different forces resonate and vibrate, and countless special radiance emerges, this radiance fills the world, almost shielding all forces.

But Venerable Qinghu still rushed into it without fear, and collided with this special mysterious power.

The violent fluctuations spread out continuously.

No one can "see" the fight scene at all.

All the light and shadow were swallowed up.

All the monks in the world looked up very nervously, even if they couldn't see anything at all, they still didn't want to miss any traces.

Xiao Bailong was even more disturbed.

If Venerable Qinghu loses.

Then he is a big sinner.

This tense atmosphere didn't last long, only a deafening roar of a tiger was heard, and the space was shattered inch by inch like a mirror, and then everything was revealed in front of everyone.

The countless phantoms were all torn apart, leaving only white powder of unknown substance floating in the sky, scattered with the breeze, and disappeared without a trace.

The phantom who looked down on everything and looked like the master of the world has also disappeared.

Venerable Qinghu fell down slowly, looking quite relaxed, without much effort.

"Senior Qinghu." Lin Xi immediately went up to meet him, and said with a smile, "Senior is really powerful, such an old monster can be easily wiped out, the clouds are calm and the wind is light."

"Stop flattering me. After all, it's just a remnant of will. If it can't be destroyed, then I've lived for so many years in vain." Venerable Qinghu looked solemn: "This person is completely different from Yun Huanming, and his methods are very terrifying. , in ancient times, I am afraid that he was definitely not an ordinary person."

How can ordinary people become saints?

Lin Xi slandered, but he knew it very well.

What Venerable Qinghu said, I am afraid that this person belongs to the extremely strong category among the ancient sages.

"Fortunately, he was beheaded by senior." Xiao Bailong said happily.

Venerable Qinghu glanced at him: "Who said that the ancient sage has been killed by me? I didn't even slow down his recovery process. I just destroyed some residual power, and it won't have any impact on his true self. .”

Little Bailong was shocked: "What?"

"For a guy at this level, his origin is too powerful, and his deep sleep may not be able to cover up his own strength. How did he survive until now?" Venerable Qinghu said to himself: "It's really strange."

"Senior, it's hidden in the Holy Land." Lin Xi said.

"Holy place?"

Lin Xi quickly described what happened in the Holy Land.

Venerable Qinghu frowned: "Could it be that the power is dispersed and dispersed in many holy places, no, the deity should also be in one place, it is completely meaningless to do so. And the holy place, it is impossible to hold it This level of power is not a dojo."

After thinking about it, Venerable Qinghu couldn't figure out how that ancient sage survived.

At this time, Lin Xi pushed Xiao Bailong to Venerable Qinghu without hesitation: "Senior Qinghu, Xiao Bailong knows a lot, you can ask him."

Venerable Qinghu looked at Xiaobailong curiously.

What can a little dragon know.

Xiao Bailong was embarrassed, and stood up as if he had died a heroic death, but his whole face was tangled up: "Senior, this junior probably knows some inside information."