The Elysium Across Deep Space Chapter 405: No such person found
"Undead Light!"
Sure enough, someone came down in an instant and saw the final scene. A red glow went away and plunged into the vortex of the void, not knowing where it teleported to.
"Is that the undead blood escape technique of the ancestor of the underworld blood?" The visitor had deep eyes and felt that the divine light was very pure, and it didn't look like a fake.
The main body of the ancestor of the underworld blood has also come. This is called a response. It is only a matter of multiple " ancestors of the underworld" competing for the treasure. He even participated in the murder scene.
In this world, in the world, in the world and in the immortal world, it is impossible to do without him. He is everywhere. He is a pot king, carrying the heavens with his own power.
The Netherblood Patriarch is super upset!
"Zheng Yuantian is dead?!" The ancestors of the Mingxue were all moved and shocked. Old Demon Zheng was killed quickly?
Someone else said in a low voice, "I saw a furnace cover in the blood light, so shouldn't it be a health furnace? Zheng Yuantian is actually dead."
This is definitely a big event. The expressions of the few people who came here have changed. The fourth treasure also appeared, and it was obtained, killing Zheng Yuantian?
"Mingxue got the health furnace, killed Zheng Yuantian and went away." One person said. .
The master of Mingxue looked at them, and his heart was tired. These people were all standing in the blood, all pretending to be him. Nothing good!
"Who, is Mingxue you? Kill Daoyou Zheng!" In the distance, Heng Jun held a feathered flag, his white hair floated up, and he was furious.
His murderous aura is boundless, his anger is rushing towards the bullfighting, the blood energy that transpires into outer space is surging, and there are meteors in the sky that explode because of this!
"Fellow Daoist Zheng, I will find the real murderer and avenge you!" he swore.
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Sixty thousand miles away, Wang Xuan came out of the Void Vortex. During this period, he corrected his orientation several times and rushed all the way to the vicinity of Hengjun's dojo.
Now, he doesn't care about the troubles behind him, and while Hengjun is not at home, he quickly digs out his old nest and leaves nothing for him.
"Hengjun, you help Zhou to abuse and help Zheng Yuantian to kill me, then, I'm welcome!" Wang Xuan looked at the magnificent mountain group in front of him.
The black mountain has wisps of congenital essence, growing with various elixir, and the red mountain has ground marrow dripping, nourishing a divine orchard. The silver-white mountain was streaked with sword light, and the metal gas filled the air. This was the place where exotic treasures were refined.
Hengjun's dojo was moved from other immortal worlds to this immortal world attached to the old soil.
Wang Xuan saw the tea tree at first sight, just in front of the cave, in the open space between the various sacred mountains, and did not hide it.
Mainly, Hengjun gradually gave up on it and couldn't support it anymore.
Since it failed to mutate, it is very difficult to keep its most fundamental properties of celestial medicine. It needs the medicinal soil of Buzhou Mountain, and even the rare immortal pulp of the higher spiritual world. It needs to be replenished from time to time.
Now that it has been less than a year since the immortal world has been extinguished, Hengjun believes that even if it can still feed now, it is destined to die in the future.
There are some powerful magic circles to guard, but there is no particularly targeted arrangement. Most people can't move this tree, but Wang Xuan, who is holding the furnace cover, is no problem.
Bang!
He directly threw it out, and the peerless power had not yet dissipated, and he smashed into the dojo, causing the sky to collapse, the mountains full of array patterns exploded, and the prohibition collapsed.
The only special place in this dojo, the stone room where Hengjun usually meditates, disappears with a swoosh, and is covered by hazy chaos, where the magic circles are the densest.
As for the external area, all kinds of Qionglou and Yuyu, the floating island of God, the garden in the sky, etc., do not have this treatment, and crashed down.
The guardian circle at the location of No. 1 Immortal Tea disintegrated quickly. After the lid of the furnace fell, it emitted a soft light. It was actually taking the initiative to attract the herb, Ruixia dipped.
Wang Xuan showed a startled expression, and then he immediately thought of the rumors that the treasure of health stoves had legends related to various elixir.
According to legend, when holding it close to the celestial medicine, it can attract the medicinal properties, it is easier to pick the big medicine, and the quality of the medicinal herb can be improved by placing it in the furnace.
The first immortal tea is full of green trees, with fresh and dripping leaves, and a thick trunk, like an old dragon coiling into the sky, with a high energy of six meters.
It bears some fruits, which are very sparse, only the size of the belly of the thumb, and the colors are different, some are golden, some are silver, some are purple... The small tea fruits are very gorgeous and divine.
It's just that the amount is too small. Who can drink it every day?
Earlier, Wang Xuan was still thinking, soaking in a pot every day, in addition to self-health, cultivating enlightenment, and entertaining friends, now, the output is too low.
The old tea tree swayed, and Wang Xuan helped it to rise from the ground. The leaves were green, and the fruits of various colors were crystal clear. It was really beautiful. This is a natural beauty.
It shrank, accompanied by wisps of divine light, covered with white fairy mist, the tea tree quickly fell into the furnace cover, and the two shrank to palm length together.
After Wang Xuan received the introduction, he felt as if he had eaten ginseng fruit. He felt comfortable from head to toe. After killing Zheng Yuantian, he visited Hengjun's dojo again, feeling refreshed.
These two are enemies of life and death, destined to oppose each other. Killing and looting them gave him a special sense of accomplishment, and the corners of his eyes and brows were shining.
Of course, he didn't waste time. After he got the old tea tree, he took advantage of the chaos to fly away, and he just wanted to stay away!
"Who?!"
"Who is this, who grabbed Immortal Ancestor Hengjun's cave, is this person crazy? You can't do it if you want to die, you won't have the chance to be a human in your next life!"
In this dojo, there are naturally many extraordinary people, and there are many masters. Some people were affected by the collapse of the magic circle and died.
Although many people were scolding, they were fleeing, and they did not dare to provoke such a murderer. Only a few upright transcendents rushed over.
Wang Xuan took a deep breath and sent a second ray of undead light, not to kill the enemy, but to speed up the distance. It was time to go back to the world.
If he doesn't leave, Heng Jun will go crazy, destined to hunt him down all over the world.
Of course, in the process, he didn't mind swooping down with blood light, but everyone who attacked was bursting with a puff.
Wang Xuan was driving the stove cover and fell into the vortex of time and space. He disappeared in an instant.
"The Patriarch of the Underworld Blood, that's his signature—Undead Blood Escape!" Someone shouted, and then, with a bang, some supernatural beings shattered.
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"Old Zheng, you won't die in vain, that person will pay the price in blood!" Heng Jun said.
Almost at the same time, his heart trembled, his primordial spirit felt, his face was stunned, something happened in his own rear!
Whoops!
The sword of the world is gone, cut through the void, all the way... to Hengjun's dojo!
Xiaoyaozhou is faster, it is a tool for long distance travel, and it disappears after blurring.
Heng Jun didn't say a word, and chased him furiously all the way.
The ancestors of the underworld blood all turned into streamers, galloping all the way, and followed. Treasures appear one after another, and if you don’t seize the opportunity today, you won’t have much hope in the future.
Boom!
Lao Zhang was very fierce. He rubbed his hand, and a mirror light flew out, piercing the sky and the earth. He jumped up and entered the space-time passage.
"Zhang Jiaozu wait for me!" The main body of Mingxue shouted.
"Who are you?" Zhang Daoling asked.
"My blood!"
"That's not right, it's usually someone else pretending to be Ming's blood, and Lao Ming was forced to change to another identity."
Tears filled the eyes of the ancestors of the underworld blood. Has this become an unspoken rule in the industry?
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Heng Jun's face was ashen, standing in front of his dojo, looking at the dilapidated mountain, the fallen island of God, the collapsed palace, his eyes were cold.
The transcendent died, and his celestial medicine was dug up. It's really audacious! Such a big pit, as if mocking him, the nest was taken away for him.
"Who is it?!" His eyes swept across everyone's faces.
"Xianzu, we see that he is... the ancestor of the blood, using the undead blood to escape!" Someone told him courageously.
"Release... the immortal energy of your patriarch!" Mingxue came, and after hearing the words, he immediately reprimanded, and the dark pot was no problem. Even the bright pot came and slapped him on the head. Tolerate.
"Retracing the old scene!" Heng Jun's low voice sounded. He used his peerless mana to find the old scene and see who it was.
Soon, he found that it was extremely difficult and difficult to trace back. This was a bit terrifying. It surprised everyone else present. What happened can't be reflected?
There is no such person in the world?
Heng Jun snorted coldly, mobilized the feathered flag, and used it to bless him, which immediately had an effect, but only a vague figure appeared. The man was covered in armor all over his body, which was completely obscured, and the scene spread out in an instant.
"How is it possible, can't go back?" Heng Jun was fascinated, and then he quickly remembered something and said: "The real, the virtual, the reverse of the universe, disturbing the traces of time and space, people who can collect this kind of thing, absolutely not Simple!"
Xiaoyaozhou and Renshijian chased after a certain distance, then swish each into the void~IndoMTL.com~ disappeared completely.
Hengjun's face was ugly. He held the feathered flag, shredded the void again, pursued it, and then stopped in a barren mountain. He stood for a long time, completely lost the clue, and the slight pulse of the treasure in his hand had been broken.
Wang Xuan sighed that the escaping ability of the ancestor of the underworld blood was absolutely superb. The speed of the undead blood escape was too fast. After the furnace lid was silent, he had already entered the dark area.
He accelerated away, and finally saw the inn, saw the red lantern, and then along the fog, he took off into the air. In the dimness, he stepped on the blurred area, and he seemed to twist with the fog, fade away, and finally disappear.
With a swipe, he followed the vortex of time and space, returned to the top of the life soil, and successfully escaped from the fairyland.
He didn't dare to delay, put the shrunken tea tree into the health care furnace, closed the lid tightly, and completely isolated from the world, so as to prevent any qi from overflowing from the body.
Next, he excavated the life soil and buried the treasure. He plans to slow down for a while, and then find time to plant ancient tea trees in the void. Now he wants to know what happened in the real world in the world he left, and he is quite worried about his parents.
"I killed Lao Zheng like this." Wang Xuan muttered to himself, his spirit returned, he quickly became one with his body, and opened his eyes suddenly.
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