The Elysium Across Deep Space Chapter 283: ?New era, new monsters, new gods

In Pingyuan City, the base camp of the super chaebol Qin family, the night is soft, and various aircraft are shuttled in the air.

When Wang Xuan came, he was a little worried about Chen Yongjie, and came to support him secretly. After all, there are a large number of descendants of the immortals, and it is hard to say that they have no idea about that Faluo.

Skyscrapers tower into the sky, one after another, and the city garden is like a large virgin forest, with a large area, 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 20 years. The old man Qin agreed immediately, very happy, and let him go to get the conch that was gradually inaccessible.

"The transaction I made with Dixianquan..." Lao Chen informed the specific situation.

Moreover, he reminded Wang Xuan that he can take action on Earth Immortal Spring, and the effect of this thing is weakening.

Wang Xuan stood in front of the window, looking at the night sky, holding a cup, drank the Dixian Spring mixed with extraordinary royal jelly, the effect was indeed weaker.

If this super-substance is not preserved in the Fragment of the Blessed Land, it will be ineffective within three days.

In the present world to correct mistakes, all super substances are depleting and decaying, and the effect of the Earth Immortal Spring stored in the fragments of the blessed land is also weakening.

Wang Xuan felt that, in addition to keeping some for his parents and enough food for himself, he could indeed consider doing business.

"I didn't expect that the supernatural declines so fast, and within a few months, the Dixian Spring will become an ordinary spring."

The Earth Immortal Spring on his body is really not too small. At the beginning, he took away two squares, about 4,000 catties. Although Grandmaster Ma drank a lot, and Zhao Qinghan also consumed some of his beauty and beauty, he still left too much.

After the portion was distributed to Lao Chen, plus Wang Xuan's own splurge, it is conservatively estimated that there are still more than 2,500 catties in the fragments of the blessed land.

Wang Xuan sighed. Originally, he wanted to use the Dixianquan to survive the exhaustion period after the collapse of the myth, but now this wish has come to nothing!

Under the night sky, the movement of the Qin family was a bit loud. The pale golden light rose up, and the dyed void became peaceful and sacred. That was the Buddha's light shining in all directions!

Wang Xuan heard it very clearly. There were bursts of Zen singing, the voice was loud, and the golden words flew up, reflecting in the air, illuminating the world.

Originally it was night, but the Qin family's secret vault was completely shrouded in golden Buddha light.

Wang Xuan looked there, Old Chen's tossing was a bit loud, but this further showed the horror of the snow-white conch, which was difficult to collect.

Of course, it's not all caused by the conch. The Qin family's secret library is almost all antiquities related to the Buddha.

The twelve-page gold leaf Shakyamuni Sutra is also there.

Wang Xuan's pupils glowed with divine light. He saw a human with wings flying by in the night sky and did not enter Qin's house. With a swoosh, he rode the flying boat and rushed over in an instant.

Silently, he put away the dark gold flying boat, set foot in the Qin family manor, and made an official visit.

"Brother Wang!" Qin Hong saw that he came uninvited, but he was quite enthusiastic, called him a brother, took his arm, and invited him in.

Wang Xuan is called a greasy crook. If you don't know who he is, forget it. Qin Hong of Gouyue despises the practitioners behind his back and dismisses him as a warrior, but he is so enthusiastic in front of people.

In fact, Qin Hong is not so fake now. In the past few days, he has been receiving weasel spirits, tiger spirits, fox spirits, descendants of immortals, etc. He is really tired. Seeing a normal human being, he feels very close .

Sure enough, there were quite a few people coming to the secret vault, some of whom looked different at first glance, because their eyebrows were raised and their eyes opened and closed, like lightning flashed across.

There are also aliens with wings, flowing brilliance, and looking quite extraordinary.

More true immortal descendants and demon immortal descendants 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 is wearing a cassock and holding a silver bowl, and he has an outstanding temperament!

He ran the Shakyamuni Sutra, and the golden light circulated throughout his body. The Buddha's brilliance covered his short hair. This appearance... a young eminent monk!

Some people are competing with him for treasures, some of them are aliens, some are human, all are young, all are chanting sutras, attracting the snow-white Dharma snails to get closer to them.

This is Wen Dou, who uses spiritual energy to communicate with Faluo, and wants to lead him over!

There is no doubt that at present, Lao Chen has an absolute advantage. The methods these people practice are not in line with the rune energy emitted by the conch.

Even if someone has practiced Buddhist scriptures, it is definitely not as good as the Shakyamuni scripture practiced by Lao Chen, which has the same origin as the snow-white conch!

"It's boring, it doesn't look like it was done by cultivators at all. Isn't the competition for exotic treasures all determined by fighting? Lay Master Chen, let's face off!"

Someone couldn't hold back their breath, because the snow-white conch was floating towards Lao Chen, getting closer and closer.

This man has sharp-nosed monkey cheeks, high cheekbones, and yellow eyebrows. He should be an anomaly, but he is indeed very energetic and a master.

"Huang Ming, you are not someone related to the Buddha. If you haven't practiced the Dharma, you should retreat." Old Chen Baoxiang was solemn, wearing a cassock, with a kind-hearted look.

"Who said that there is a great fairy with yellow eyebrows in Journey to the West. Isn't he from Buddhism? You see, I also have yellow eyebrows. Naturally, I have a relationship with Buddha." Huang Ming shook his head, no matter how he looked, he looked like a weasel spirit.

In fact, he really is, next to him, there are descendants of Liexian muttering, you Huang Taixian pretending to be a Buddhist!

Wang Xuan looked and looked, this guy is a little interesting. He has been familiar with Journey to the West for so few days?

He couldn't watch it. At least ten people were fighting with Chen Yongjie. If Old Chen was distracted, Faluo might have been taken away by others.

Wang Xuan spit out a syllable, but others didn't feel it, but Huang Ming turned his head suddenly, because in his view, a bright golden light rushed towards him, blooming in front of him, and the grand roar of a lion shook his blood.

He seemed to see a golden lion, roaring and rushing towards him!

This is what Wang Xuan learned a few days ago when he practiced the Shakyamuni scriptures in the interior. He was very familiar with all kinds of secret techniques and could use some of them.

"You want him to stand up for him?" Huang Ming looked over.

Wang Xuan nodded, Chen Yongjie had to deal with too many people, and he needed to share it. He also wanted to see how strong these young creatures who crossed over were.

"Are you that Wang Xuan?" Huang Daxian's expression changed. Many people in the immortals knew the name, because he caused Huang Kun's faction a lot of losses.

Especially, the powerful faction finally sent people to cross the border, but there was no movement, the death was unclear, and no sound came out.

Some people speculate that Wang Xuan has a rare treasure on his body!

"Let's agree, it's just a physical competition, you can't use treasures, click until you reach it." Huang Ming said.

People thought that Wang Xuan would nod in agreement. After all, Wong Tai Sin had a very low attitude and looked reasonable.

"That's not good, I'm not good at physical combat, so I can use just one weapon." Wang Xuan shook his head.

Everyone is speechless, how embarrassing you are to say that.

Huang Daxian's hair is standing on end, this grandson is going to kill him with an exotic treasure? It's like dealing with the creatures who crossed the border earlier.

He felt that if he hadn't said so in advance, he would probably have died unclearly!

When the immortals cross the border, the body will collapse, and only some fragments of the primordial spirit can come over, and the same is true of weapons of the same level.

Therefore, this time, Lie Xian sent some descendants, because the strength is not high, the influence of the Old Testament is small, the physical body can be retained, but it is also unable to bring powerful exotic treasures.

"I treat people with sincerity, but you don't pay attention!" Huang Ming said.

Wang Xuan was a little ecstatic. This weasel didn't match his guessed and legendary image. How could he be so...sincere? impossible!

"Faluo was exchanged by Chen Yongjie with a fetish, and it's not right for you to fight. Besides, is it really fair for you and me to fight? Even if you come through the big screen and get damaged, you will most likely be both Get close to the cultivators who are in the great realm of Xiaoyaoyou." Wang Xuan looked at him.

"If I recover well, I will completely recover my physical body, and I will be close to the great realm of free travel, but now my bones are broken and my physical body is bleeding. The real state is similar to yours..." Huang Ming wanted to continue.

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 Lie Xian that after correcting errors in the present world, the current ceiling is close to Xia Yaoyou.

However, after many people cross the border, their flesh and blood are damaged, their bones are broken, and their bodies are even disabled, and their condition is very bad.

Huang Daxian was suspicious and thought to himself, how could this grandson turn his face so quickly?

Wang Xuan's hands are itchy, since the other party is now at the same level as him, he can just measure the quality of the following immortals.

Of course, if the opponent hides his strength and wants to be cruel to him, then I'm sorry, he really has to use the big killer weapon to serve him in advance.

The two of them started. There were no fancy moves. They were quite direct.

Wang Xuan did not use Yu Huaquan, it was too dazzling, and he was afraid of being stared at.

After the second true shape map was unfolded, the mysterious power flowed in his body and exploded in his fist. The power was really terrifying.

Between the sky and the earth, it was like a thunderbolt, which made people's blood churn and their souls throb.

Huang Ming, the demon blood is boiling, and he has no reservations. He does not dare to be careless. In his opinion, this person in front of him is very dangerous.

Boom!

The room between the two was filled with terrifying blood, and the turf in the stirred courtyard collapsed, and several hundred-year-old trees exploded on the spot!

"I'm going!" Huang Ming swung his hand. His arm had been injured before, but now it's even more unbearable. A large piece of flesh and blood almost fell off.

Wang Xuan was moved. The opponent was only taken a few steps back by him. This Huang Daxian is full of blood.

He still has to work hard to improve himself and reach the ceiling of combat power allowed by the new star as soon as possible!

Many people are amazed that they come from behind the scenes, and the resources they get and the exercises for their cultivation are all given by immortals, and they are extremely powerful.

Even if Huang Ming's state is not right, he should be able to crush the creatures of the same level in the mortal world, but instead he took a few steps back.

Many people's eyes on Wang Xuan have changed. No wonder he was remembered by some immortals. He is really special!

"It's interesting, let me try it again!" Huang Ming said, his body was more than a head taller, his cheekbones were more prominent, his teeth were sharper, and a big tail appeared behind him. This is a half-demon melted? His blood has skyrocketed, and his strength has improved a lot!

"Boom!"

He rushed forward, the boiling blood of the demon made his strength surge, and the powerful force field pulled hundreds of kilograms of strange stones in the courtyard to float.

"That's enough Huang Ming, let's learn from each other. Whatever it is, you're going to turn into a demon." Someone said, and quickly shot.

It was a trendy man, wearing red pants, a brightly colored patterned T-shirt, and wearing a famous watch on his wrist. The bracelet was actually made of sun gold. This man is indeed quite handsome, with three-dimensional features and a natural head. Silver hair and piercing eyes.

He stretched out an index finger, and with the sound of a sonic boom, hundreds of kilograms of strange stones around him shook and flew into the distance.

Bang!

He pressed a finger against Huang Ming's fist, causing Huang Ming to fly upside down six or seven meters as if struck by lightning.

Huang Ming's fist was bleeding, and he hurriedly swung his arm, the whole arm seemed to explode.

"Xiaoyaoyou?" Wang Xuan was moved, this young silver-haired man is a master!

"No, it's still a long way off, and I'm also injured." The man smiled and introduced himself. His name was Kong Yun.

He is from the demon clan, but he is qualified to compete for the Snow White Dharma Conch, because this clan is closely related to Buddhism, and there is a legend that the head peacock is the mother of the Buddha.

"Brother Kong." Huang Ming came over, and then apologized to Wang Xuan, saying, "I'm sorry, for a while, I became competitive and obsessed, I shouldn't."

Wang Xuan was surprised, how come the monsters he saw were different from what he imagined?

Huang Daxian shook his head with a wry smile, and said, "Don't look at me with that kind of eyes, okay? Our ancestors lived in a different historical background than they are now. Back then, they had to fight **** battles and compete. The environment dictated that they seemed to be famous. Not good. But, are our newcomers almost as good as you? Actually, I hate **** fights."

Wang Xuan looked at him, really...I don't really believe it, is this reliable?

"Actually~IndoMTL.com~ I like the modern society very much. Zhou Yun and I also know each other and we hit it off. He said that he would invite me to go out to sea, and to go to outer space to pack spaceships. This kind of life is more suitable for me. together?"

The trendy boy Kong Yun sighed, his handsome face was a little unwilling, and said: "Forget it, I won't argue with Chen Jushi, this Faluo seems to recognize him, and there are runes that blend with him. I Even if you go for it, you won't be able to get it in your hands, so don't be killed by Sakyamuni."

Huang Ming admired Kong Yun very much, and told Wang Xuan that he was a well-known figure in the younger generation behind the scenes, and his strength was terrifying.

Kong Yun introduced the people present to Wang Xuan, either the descendants of the demon clan, or the descendants of the true immortals. The atmosphere was harmonious, and there was no life-and-death fighting posture.

Wang Xuan showed a strange look. In the new era, the descendants of these demons and true immortals are different from what they imagined. They are interested in technology, respect battleships, and like modern food and culture... /

Until a **** figure appeared and someone recognized his identity, Wang Xuan's complexion changed and he became murderous.

"Chimeng?!" Wang Xuan stared at him. Was this the person who killed him with a battleship and put a mark on him, and he didn't die a few days ago?

"Who are you?" Chimeng, the true immortal from the Underworld Blood Religion, is very disabled now, and the fragments of the primordial spirit are nourished by the blood emanating from the true bones, and glanced at him suspiciously.

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