Refining Qi starts from repairing the panel

"Great Sage, what should we do now?"

"If the Immortal Alliance attacks, how should we respond?"

The six Martial Saints were all a little at a loss for a moment. After learning the true nature of this mission, they had already prepared themselves for death.

But the problem now is, if the Immortal Alliance really wants to kill them, will they sit and wait for death, or fight to the death.

The meanings represented are completely different.

"Even if we return to the Martial Palace now, our final outcome will be death."

You Biyue regained her composure and glanced at the six Martial Saints:

"Please follow me back to the lower realms and do your best to search for Chu Zheng. If there are any immortal alliance monks trying to stop us, we will kill them all, just like before."

This sentence is equivalent to inviting you to die.

Upon hearing this, the six Martial Saints looked solemn and bowed without any hesitation:

"I will follow the orders of the Great Sage."

People who practice martial arts are constantly fighting and killing throughout their lives, wandering on the edge of life and death all day long, and they are walking against the current.

Among them, there may be those who are troubled by various desires, but there is absolutely no one who is greedy for life and afraid of death.

Before embarking on the path of martial arts, they had already prepared themselves that it might be difficult for them to have a good ending in their lives.

Being able to live to this age and reach this point, the road they have walked is much longer than that of many of their peers.

It's just a death anyway. If I can solve some problems for those who come after me, it will be a worthy death.

You Biyue said nothing more, and led the six Martial Saints back, rushing towards the lower realm again.

At this moment, he no longer wanted to explore why Chu Zheng survived.

The only thing he had to do was to find Chu Zheng and kill him completely.

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This time, the time to recover from the injury was much longer than Chu Zheng had expected.

After less than half a month, his body gradually took shape.

The half-damaged soul has to be repaired slowly by himself, but the progress is so slow that it will take at least several decades. If there are some magic medicines that can nourish the soul, the progress should be much faster.

After his injuries recovered a lot, Chu Zheng immediately left the small world and returned to the battlefield of all worlds.

The surroundings have become a strange world.

The cave heaven condensed by the immortal cultivator himself floats in the turbulence of space and moves along with the body.

The same was true for Chu Zheng, but his situation was a little special. The body that had previously served as a space anchor had been completely crushed.

Therefore, his little world could only float in the void, and now he didn't know where it was.

After thinking for a moment, Chu Zheng landed on the ground and used his magical power of shapeshifting to transform into an ordinary little black snake. He used the earth escape technique to sneak through the earth.

He had to find a suitable place to settle down, and once again use the incarnation to experience the tribulation, dissipate the tribulation energy, and prepare for the next step of overcoming the earth tribulation.

He had luckily managed to survive You Biyue's previous calamity, and much of the calamity energy had been dissipated, but he still did not underestimate the remaining calamity energy.

The further you go on the path of Qi cultivation, the more difficult it becomes.

Chu Zheng was somewhat helpless about this. He couldn't take the risk of directly revealing his identity and contacting the Immortal Alliance.

It's not that he didn't understand the Immortal Alliance's previous goodwill towards him, but he really didn't know enough about the Immortal Alliance, and he didn't dare to believe it rashly.

With the examples of Zhao Tingxian and Shang Cangyun in mind, if the Immortal Alliance was really a good place to go, they would never have been forced to this point.

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Above the desolate land, seven blood-red suns slowly floated by, scanning the mountains and rivers inch by inch, covering thousands of miles in an instant.

The lower realm is too vast, and this is the only way to find someone.

"Please stay."

A whisper suddenly sounded from the sky, stopping the people who were searching carefully.

You Biyue paused, and the six Martial Saints behind her also stopped.

A middle-aged man wearing fairy armor walked out of the void and descended from the air. His eyes were deep and a sharp fairy light flashed in his black pupils.

The gilded armor he wore was engraved with fine fairy patterns, and each piece of armor reflected the cold fairy light, which made his posture look as tall and straight as a pine tree, and his demeanor more majestic.

His arms hung naturally as he looked down at the people in the Martial Hall with a calm demeanor. Just standing there, he was like an insurmountable ancient mountain, making it impossible for anyone to harbor the slightest desire to resist.

Not far behind him, there were several true immortals following him, approaching with great force.

"Immortal King."

Sensing the surging aura of the middle-aged man, You Biyue's eyes grew colder, a trace of blood mist overflowed from between her lips and teeth, and her heart began to beat wildly in her chest, desperately gathering the qi and blood flowing throughout her body, and then pumping it into her limbs and bones at a speed ten or even a hundred times faster than usual.

In an instant, the blood vessels on his body bulged, blue veins emerged, and his whole body swelled instantly.

The Immortal King is already the most powerful being under the Immortal Lord. He will soon have the opportunity to touch the realm of time and space, which is simply beyond his reach. But if he is asked to surrender, he cannot do it either.

Upon seeing this, the six saints behind him all had murderous intent in their eyes. They each activated their secret techniques, and the fighting blood in their bodies began to boil.

The void rumbled, echoing with the low, muffled howl caused by the surging qi and blood.

"I am the Angel of the Immortal Alliance, Fan Long."

Seeing You Biyue and her group's reaction, Immortal King Fan Long's eyes suddenly turned cold:

"I got a secret letter. You destroyed our Immortal Alliance camp and slaughtered 1.76 million of our Immortal Alliance monks. According to the Immortal Alliance law, this blood debt cannot be redeemed even if you die a thousand times."

On this trip, he had only come to ask a few questions as per the routine and had not taken the matter to heart at all.

But judging from the reactions of the people in front of him, the message was obviously true.

Buzz——

The only response he got was a flash of blood-red sword light. A terrifying murderous intent swept across the sky. All living beings within billions of miles trembled in fear, lying on the ground and leaning forward, not daring to make the slightest movement.

The wind blowing in the air, the flowing clouds, and even the invisible energy of heaven and earth, all came to a standstill.

"It is ridiculous for an ant to think it can swallow the sky."

Looking at the oncoming knife light, Fan Long's face remained calm and indifferent. He slowly raised his hand and emitted a warm fairy light.

Click——

The sword light shattered in an instant, and the warm fairy light faintly turned into a dragon, swallowing the seven people below in one gulp, and disappeared into the void.

The combat power of martial arts is extraordinary and can be reversed, but it has a limit after all.

The Immortal King is a level that You Biyue cannot reach now.

Due to the huge gap in cultivation, Fan Long did not even use his magic treasure and wiped out the traces of several people.

Fan Long closed his eyes to rest. After a while, he slowly opened his eyes and spat out a mouthful of blood mist.

The blood mist merged into the void and turned into a blood rain in the blink of an eye, covering an area of ​​a million miles.

The fairy flowers and rare grasses on the ground, nourished by the blood rain, began to grow taller at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if they were blessed by rain from heaven.

Seeing this, a True Immortal hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice: "Immortal King Fanlong, how should we report this matter?"

"Just tell the truth, there's no need to hide anything."

After saying this, Fan Long was silent for a while, then he said slowly, "This matter... was done by the cultivators from the Ten Thousand Worlds, and has nothing to do with the Martial Hall. I will personally report the truth to the Division Master later."

The Immortal Alliance now needs the help of the Martial Palace, and must not easily break up before the destruction of all the heavens and worlds.