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Chapter 145: Childhood sweetheart thirty years later

A feeling of despair shrouded Xia Chen's heart.

He looked around; everything was hazy and shrouded in a layer of gray air, like death.

"cough……"

Just a cough caused the magic power in Dantian to surge and waves to rise.

In the end, it was the shadow of the bright moon that appeared and suppressed the magic power in Dantian, bringing peace to the situation.

"Can just a cough cause such a big reaction?"

Xia Chen smiled bitterly. It seemed that he still underestimated the power of misfortune brought by the black bullet.

At this moment, the entire Tianyan Immortal Palace and the Yun Island outside are empty.

He had also arranged for Xiao Yun'er to stay in the secret underground base under Dingdang Building in Tianshui City.

Even the strange beasts that were subdued with the third-level soul-capturing talisman were driven away.

I'm afraid something unexpected might happen.

He planned to stay on Cloud Island all day.

Here there is a large formation of the Green Dragon of the Desolate Land composed of 108 flagpoles.

Once it starts working, the entire island will be blocked by green energy and a green dragon will appear.

Even Yuanying Zhenjun finds it difficult to break through it.

There is also the Tianyan Hall, which was also built by the first peak master. It is a very ancient treasure and is indestructible.

Xia Chen tried to practice for a while.

But after a while, his magic power ran out, his spirit became weak, and he almost went insane.

Helplessly, he had to give up practicing.

High in the sky.

A large dark cloud floated in from some direction, and it was so dark that it gave people an indescribable feeling of depression.

Because Cloud Island itself is 800 meters in the air, the dark clouds feel as if they can be touched with one's hand.

Followed by.

The chirping noise came like a tide.

Looking closely, it is not a dark cloud, but clearly composed of countless black crows. They are tightly packed together, each one is more than a foot long, and there seem to be no less than a thousand of them.

"Beak Soul Crow!"

Xia Chen's face changed slightly. This was an extremely rare demonic bird. It was rumored that its beak could peck at the souls of living beings. It was extremely terrifying.

Normally, these soul-devouring black crows usually live in extremely evil places, such as deep in valleys, and their numbers are rare, so they are not easy to see.

Who would have thought that there are now more than a thousand of them? It is really hard to imagine.

He immediately made a seal with his hands, and suddenly, eight long banners with one hundred spirits rose from the clouds. They were about three feet high and the banners fluttered in the wind.

Lines of green air surged out from it, like waves, gathering into an ocean of green air.

"Roar……"

The green air surged, and a gigantic dragon suddenly appeared in the middle, with majestic scales and claws, flowing whiskers and a wagging tail. With its tail up and its head down, a divine power as big as a prison or an ocean rushed towards them, making them feel suffocated.

The dragon lowered its head and spewed green flames from its mouth, spraying them at the oncoming crows.

Most of those Beaked Soul Crows have the strength of the second level, and many of them even reach the third level.

Such a powerful and terrifying flock of crows is enough to sweep away 99% of the sects in the Jin State's immortal cultivation world.

The roar of a dragon pierced through heaven and earth.

The green dragon opened its giant claws and squeezed a dozen Soul-Beaked Crows into gravy that flowed down.

But there were too many black crows, just like a group of ants devouring an elephant.

Finally, the huge green dragon collapsed and turned into countless green gases.

However, the green air did not dissipate, but instead condensed into the shape of green dragons, each of which was about three feet long, vivid and had unicorn claws.

There were as many as five or six hundred green dragons, which gathered into a group and rushed towards the crows in a mighty force.

In less than an incense stick of time, thousands of Beaked Soul Crows were defeated, and most of them were strangled to the ground by the Green Dragon.

The rest made quack sounds and fled in all directions.

After all, the Great Green Dragon Formation of the Poor Wasteland is the protective formation of the Tianyan Immortal Sect. Even a Yuanying True Lord can resist it for a while, so dealing with a flock of thousands of crows is not a difficult task.

Before Xia Chen could breathe a sigh of relief.

"Woo..."

The wind gusts.

In the east, a huge dark cloud covered the sky, blocking out the sun in the sky.

A ferocious bird cry that pierced through gold and split rocks actually came from that dark cloud.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a giant bird as big as a mountain, blocking out the sky and the sun.

It looked down at the Cloud Island floating in the air below, its eyes bloodshot and filled with murderous intent.

At the same time, the western sky seemed to be covered by red clouds.

A ferocious bird like the Vermilion Bird flew over, its body red as fire, brilliant and terrifying, surrounded by a red aura, as if a raging flame was burning.

Xia Chen's expression changed slightly.

These were two quasi-fourth-level ferocious birds, and their strength was terrifyingly powerful.

Before he could react, fierce birds also flew towards him from the north and south, bringing with them a murderous aura.

Four quasi-fourth-level monsters immediately swooped down towards the Cloud Island at an extremely fast speed, like meteorites hitting the earth, sharp and intimidating.

Bold and unparalleled energy surged in from all directions. The overwhelming pressure was like the sky pressing down on the earth. The entire floating island seemed to be destroyed in the next moment.

One hundred and eight banners fluttered, and endless green energy rushed out, revealing four green dragons with majestic scales and claws, each one more ferocious than the last.

This is the true power of the Great Green Dragon Formation of the Wilderness.

However, these four quasi-fourth-level ferocious birds were all half-blood ancient ferocious beasts. They were terribly powerful and tore the green dragon apart in no time.

Fortunately, the green energy continued to flow and immediately appeared again.

But as time passed, the size of the Green Dragon gradually shrank and it was no longer as majestic and ferocious as before.

Xia Chen's face remained calm as he released the toy army and the tile ghosts.

With the addition of the two major props, the situation on the battlefield began to gradually reverse.

boom! boom! boom!
The sound of artillery fire rumbled.

The whole body of the ferocious bird from the east was as hard as iron, except for the feathers on its belly which were relatively soft.

A few toy soldiers found the right opportunity and launched a fierce attack with powerful firepower.

Blood immediately gushed out of the belly of the vicious bird, looking extremely miserable.

On the other side, the tile ghost and the green dragon, who were about ten feet tall, wearing a tiger-skin skirt and holding a wolf-tooth club, worked together to deal with the Western evil bird.

Although its strength is slightly inferior to that of a quasi-fourth-level monster.

But he is fearless and brave. Even if he falls, he can be reborn from the ghost tile on the ground.

I do not know how long it has been.

The four quasi-fourth-level demon birds were seriously injured and left miserably.

Xia Chen did not show any expression of joy, but said in a long voice: "Daoyou, you have great magical powers. I admire you. Why don't you come out and see me?"

Apart from the whistling sound of the wind, there was no other unusual phenomenon around.

"Please come out and see me, fellow Taoist!"

Xia Chen bowed again.

At this moment, a white cloud floated away in the distance, revealing a young man.

He was wearing a white cloak, had white hair and a very handsome face.

He snapped his right fingers and bean-sized golden lights shot out, changing and expanding in the air, forming a golden light net that captured the four green dragons and the green air in the sky.

Xia Chen looked solemn.

In one move, he broke the Tianyan Immortal Sect's sect-guarding formation, the Qionghuang Azure Dragon Formation. What kind of great power is this? His cultivation has at least reached the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, or even higher!

He had doubts since the attack of the group of magic crows.

Beaked Soul Crows live in extremely evil places and do not normally hunt in groups.

It was obviously unusual that thousands of Beaked Soul Crows attacked Baiyun Island together.

It is true that black bullets will bring bad luck to people, but the disaster will not come in an unreasonable way.

Just like hitting the red bullet, good luck will come in a reasonable way, such as drawing props or picking up bargains at a stall.

Instead of some magic weapon or elixir dropping out of thin air.

It was not until four quasi-fourth-level ferocious birds came charging at him together that he was truly certain that there must be someone behind this.

"I don't know where you are from, brother. What are you doing in Tianyan Sect?"

Xia Chen asked.

"I came from the Ten Thousand Mountains and came here to destroy the entire Tianyan family!"

The white-haired boy's voice was as gentle as jade, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

"Oh? Why is that? Could it be that the Tianyan Sect has some grudge against you?"

Xia Chen's face was indifferent, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.

"No hatred, no resentment."

The young man in white shook his head.

"Then he was instructed by someone. Could it be the Huangquan Cult?" Xia Chen asked.

"Tianyou Taoist's master Dongmingzi saved my life. I gave him a token. If his descendants encounter difficulties, they can find me with the token. As long as I can, I will satisfy him!"

The young man in white was smiling and looked inexplicably friendly.

"I see!"

Xia Chen nodded.

"Aren't you afraid? Or do you think I don't have the ability to destroy the Tianyan Sect?" the young man in white asked in surprise.

"Of course I believe it. Even if you put Brother Dao's cultivation level in the Wu Kingdom's immortal cultivation world, there are probably only a few who can compare with him!"

"So you have something to rely on?"

The young man in white asked again.

Xia Chen still shook his head: "Even if I have a top-grade Taoist weapon, it is no different from a child holding an axe in front of you, and it is not worthy of being accepted in a noble hall!"

What he said was correct.

With his current abilities, it would be a fantasy to deal with the giant evil before him.

Even with that small half of the sword leaf, it would be of no use.

Unless the Toy Army, the Warcraft, or the Invincible Boxing Gloves are upgraded to Level B, there will be a chance of survival.

But even if he added together all his spirit stones and the stocks of the head sect's lineage, it would still not be enough for the upgrade.

As the level increases, the spirit stones spent on item upgrades also increase exponentially.

After all, the improvement it brings is unimaginable.

For example, a C-level toy army can fight against a strong man in the late Jindan period.

That B-level toy army might be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with the behemoth in the late Nascent Soul stage.

The gap between them is like that between a firefly and the bright moon.

The number of spiritual stones required is naturally an astronomical figure.

"Then let me see if you really don't care about life and death!"

The white-haired young man pointed his finger, and with a "swish" sound, a stream of sword energy spurted out from his fingertips like thunder and lightning, illuminating the void. The sound of the sword shook the heaven and earth, and the murderous aura rolled up the sky.

A red boxing glove appeared in Xia Chen's hand.

He threw a powerful punch, creating a gust of wind that blew away the large clouds below, revealing the skeleton within.

However, facing the terrifying sword energy, it was still of no avail. Most of the sword energy still shot over through the fist like lightning.

Xia Chen had no time to dodge, and the sword energy pierced his chest, leaving a fist-sized hole.

But unexpectedly, there was no bleeding from the hole, but it was slowly healing.

In just half a cup of tea, everything was back to normal.

It’s all thanks to the Santai Pill.

But his face was pale and beads of sweat were oozing from his forehead, and it was obvious that he was seriously injured.

"Wonderful, wonderful beyond words!"

The white-haired boy had a strong sense of consciousness and he immediately observed that the body of the human in front of him had turned into liquid.

He is a relic of ancient times and has lived for thousands of years. He has witnessed unimaginable strange stories, but this is the first time he has encountered such a situation.

"I heard that in ancient times, there was an immortal sect called the Water God Sect. The "True Explanation of the Weak Water of the Celestial River" they practiced was an unparalleled immortal art. When practiced to perfection, one could transform into a rolling celestial river and drown everything in the world!"

The white-haired young man laughed loudly and clapped his hands, saying, "Could it be that you have obtained the True Solution to the Weak Water of the Heavenly River? This is my good fortune!"

Xia Chen looked around and thought to himself: Why hasn't anyone come here yet? Could something have gone wrong?
In front.

The white-haired young man smiled and said, "You don't need to offer your treasures to beg for mercy. I naturally have a secret method to search your soul and detect your memory!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a wave as vast as the ocean surged within his body.

Although it is not a destructive aura, it is a terrible mental pressure that is difficult to bear. It is a fear that comes from the soul.

Afterwards, he even used magic power like the vast ocean, with brilliant light that submerged the entire Yun Island, in an attempt to refine and suppress Xia Chen.

at this time.

A huge black hole flashed across the sky above the island, and a crutch appeared out of thin air.

Below the cane are bamboo poles, green and lush, as if they had just been picked.

The bend above seems to be a horse face, which looks quite strange.

midair.

Zhuma came to his senses and saw Xia Chen's figure. His eyes became moist and then he pounced on him.

Looking at the childhood sweetheart in his arms, Xia Chen was stunned for a moment, then felt relieved.

In the future time and space, I should have died.

I didn’t know how long it had been since my childhood sweetheart last saw me. Naturally, I felt a little sad when we met suddenly.

Xia stroked Zhuma's head and asked with a smile, "Why are you here? Where's Xiaoyun'er?"

Zhu Ma sighed and said, "After your death, the white crane killed most of the six great masters and other elders. Later, the Tianyan Sect was also attacked by the Huangquan Sect and the sect was destroyed. Xiao Yun'er escaped through the indoor swimming pool.

Afterwards, she used the props you left behind and began to practice madly.

In just one year, it condensed into a golden elixir.

Another ten years later, the pill was broken into an infant and he became the Yuanying Zhenjun!
Afterwards, he personally went to the Huangquan Sect, wiped out the sect, and rebuilt the Tianyan Immortal Sect.

Another twenty years later, the Nascent Soul was condensed into the Primordial Spirit, achieving the state of Divine Transformation!

Just when Xiao Yuner wanted to use the time belt to travel through time to rescue you, she found that her strength was too strong and the F-level time belt could not withstand it.

So you can only send me money!"

"So you are from thirty years later?"

"Yes!"

Zhuma nodded.

"Thirty years later, your cultivation progress still hasn't caught up with Xiao Qi. It seems that it's because you are too careless on weekdays!"

Xia Chen hit Zhuma's head hard.

"After 30 years, you can't call me Xiao Qi anymore. You still have to call me Xiao Jiu!"

Zhuma replied with a grin.

the other side,
The white-haired young man was so frightened that with his cultivation level of a fourth-level intermediate grade, he didn't even notice how this bamboo-like and horse-like creature appeared in front of him.

Moreover, he could feel that its aura seemed even stronger than his own!
(End of this chapter)