World of Immortals Chapter 677: It’s really not me

No one can become a king in one step. Even though Xiao Chen has a lot of opportunities, it took three full civilization histories to see the sky again and reach the realm of the stone king.

However, he is still very different from the Stone King. He is a flesh and blood body, not a cold stone body.

It's not that he abandoned the stone and stayed on the road, but that he had transformed to the level of the supreme ancestor god. In fact, he once gave birth to a miniature **** city, self-styled a stone prison, and sat in three civilizations. Compared with the stone king, he has only paid a lot more hardships and tribulations.

Xiao Chen's fleshy shell is by no means inferior to the stone king, even stronger than the stone king, and his flesh and blood body is full of incomparable vitality.

Only when he reaches the same level can he feel how terrifying the blood in his body is, like a mortal facing the boiling magma in the depths of the earth.

Yes, it is as powerful as the King of Stone, it is incredible to retain the flesh and blood, and there is no doubt that the blood in his body is one of the scary weapons!

Xiao Chen kept crossing the barrier of the Great World, looking for his way home, and then he first returned to Kyushu.

The history of the three civilizations has passed. The prosperity and decline of civilizations on the earth, such as that chao rises and falls, once soared to the sky, and once slumped thousands of miles, several times rose and fell, several times nearly extinct.

Nowadays, there are many races, and the civilization of gods and demons and technological civilization coexist, but they are incomparable with the glory of the past.

The stars and moon are dim, and the night breeze is slowly blowing in. Although many changes have taken place in the whole mountain and the land, it is still recognizable. However, the people of the past are no longer there. After the three civilization histories have passed, all traces of that year have disappeared, and they have been wiped out by the years.

Xiao Chen stood on a skyscraper and looked into the distance at night. The city gradually calmed down in the middle of the night.

Thousands of miles away, there are still monks flying by in another city of gods and demons. The civilization of gods and demons blends with technological civilization, which is a strange feeling to him.

In the end, Xiao Chen sighed. The past became a trend. I don't know how many old people will be able to see after these endless years.

The history of the three civilizations is simple to say, but it is endless time passing. During these long years, the vicissitudes of life, the falling of stars, and even the collapse of some worlds, let alone small lives.

When Xiao Chen thought about it, he had already arrived at the old land of the ancient village of Xirì. He spread out his palm and a purple jade bracelet emerged, suddenly distorting the void, and a hidden ancient village appeared.

Xiao Chen stepped in and walked into the ethereal Zulong Village. He was surprised to find that there were three huge stone cities standing side by side outside the ancient village.

"The three ancient cities all have a breath of life, and the jīng yuan has not been exhausted."

Xiao Chen nodded. The Black Dragon King, the Scarlet Dragon King, and the Nilong King all Nirvana and embarked on the path of the Stoneman King. Now the three civilization histories have passed. If they don't die, they will soon be born.

Suddenly, Xiao Chen felt a strange breath, which originated in the ancient village.

This ancient village is very unusual. After reaching the realm of the King of Stone, Xiao Chen really understood why the ancestor Long chose this place in the past.

The ancient village is filled with the breath of the ancient and wild, flowing with mysterious mighty power!

Yes, it seems incompatible with the outside world, as if everything is illusory, only the ancient village is real.

For an instant, he thought of the only real world, wouldn't it be the village moved from that world? It can be said that this is completely blessed to the soul's thoughts, thoughts in an instant.

Until today, Xiao Chen really realized that the origin of the ancient village may be beyond imagination.

"Ha ha ha ha ha"

At this moment, suddenly there was the sound of a baby chirping. A bald-headed monk who was only three or four years old, chirping, was sleepwalking in the sacred village.

Xiao Chen was stunned, this...

Suddenly, he felt that the little monk was a little familiar, and the distant memory came to his heart. Isn't this the child of Erba and Miaochi?

That’s right, this little monk has a long life lock hung on his chest, and on it is locked a jīng shi shè relic, which was left by the monk.

Xiao Chen strode over, picked up the little monk, and shook it gently, but although the little bald head was sleepwalking, it was difficult to wake up.

Xiao Chen hugged him and searched in the ancient village, and soon found two acquaintances, two seven or eight-year-old loli's poses were very unsightly, and they were entangled in a deep sleep.

When seeing these two people, Xiao Chen was a little dizzy. It was Huang Di’s young daughter Linglong and Tutu. Three civilizations had passed. These two little guys hadn't changed in any way, they looked immature.

In fact, after such a long time, they can definitely be called antique loli, and the little monk he is holding, should also be an old evildoer.

How did they enter the ancient village? Last time Xiao Chen didn't pay attention at all.

Without waking up the three little guys, Xiao Chen directly searched for memories in their sea of ​​consciousness, and finally learned that when they were chased and killed by another world in the past, some of them had survived and were rescued by Yanhuang.

Because these three people were so young, they were finally sent into the ancient village by the Huangdi through the dead bridge and fell asleep here.

Through searching their memories, Xiao Chen was surprised to find that some people had survived. Chu Xingkuang, Juedao, Samo, Yaoyao, Zhao Chongyang, Xuewu, Menghainii, Canghai, etc. were all affected by Yan Huang. Rescued.

It's a pity that the little monk's parents, Bo Shi and Miao Chi, both died in battle, but they were married in the same place, and the husband and wife had the same fate.

This is unexpected news. Xiao Chen finally learned that not everyone died in the past. This is a blessing in misfortune.

Afterwards, Xiao Chen went home to see his parents, and then turned and left Zulong Village. He did not bring three little guys with him. In the age of death and war that is about to begin, maybe sleeping is the most for the three of them. Good choice.

The only real world, Xiao Chen is no stranger to this name. In the prehistoric times of three civilizations, even though he was in the seventh day stele, he still heard the roaring voice of the ancestors of the alien world in the past.

"If the ancient village is really related to that world, maybe it will be used in the near future..."

In the heavens, after the past of the three civilizations, some stone kings died forever, but more new stone kings were born.

Yes, as today’s world powerhouses emerge in large numbers, all the strongest of the heavens and worlds have all gathered, for the Three Emperors Mirror, for the Five Emperor Towers, and to see the turbulent era. Clouds gather here.

Zifeng City, in the eastern part of the heavens, can be called a famous heavenly city with a long history. It has gone through several civilizations and has been immortal. Legend has it that it was a **** city left by a stone king in the past.

As a rare and famous city in the heavens, it is not only a trading place for powerful monks, but occasionally there will be stone kings here in exchange for what they need. For monks of this level, the utensils they exchanged are naturally not trivial, and each time it becomes a grand event.

Therefore, many younger monks come here admiringly, hoping to meet the older kings, and if they can get guidance or income, they can change the destiny of their lives.

Zifeng City, the Xizhao Tower is shining brightly. According to the legend, it was made by the predecessors who gathered the sunset glow. From a distance, it looks like the setting sun.

This ancient building, whether it is sunny or rainy, is shrouded in sunset all year round. It is loved by many monks, and many people come to watch it after coming to this city.

Therefore, the business of Xizhaolou is very good. There are a large number of monks gathering every day to conduct various transactions. Lingbao and all kinds of magic medicine are rare things. It can be regarded as a trading center in Purple Wind City.

Xiao Chen tore through the barrier of the Great World and appeared in this area. He heard a lot of rumors about the Purple Wind City. It is said that if the trading artifacts are extremely valuable, they can even be exchanged for the stone king's corpse here.

More recently, there has been some news that someone offered to provide the whereabouts of the Three Emperors Mirror and the Five Emperors Tower, which made the Purple Wind City even more eye-catching.

Shortly after, Xiao Chen entered this magnificent giant city and came to the Xizhao Tower. Indeed, there was a sunset glow in the night.

The night market is the most fascinating. The transaction has just begun, and many heavy treasures are exchanged at this time.

Although Xizhao Building has only three floors, each floor is obviously a dúlì space, which has been sacrificed with supreme power and can hold tens of thousands of monks.

Xiao Chen walked aimlessly in the trading floor, and the swords of the Stone King did not enter his eyes at all.

Soon a few people came into his eyes, a little fat man with white hair and a treacherous expression on his face was not a fuel-efficient lamp. There is also a blond young man, although he is smiling brightly, but he looks a little yín. The other young man was unsmiling, his long fiery red hair was beating like a flame, and his body was actually a phoenix.

Xiao Chen meditated. He felt a strange and familiar aura in them. The techniques passed on by these three people seemed to originate from their old ancestors.

Suddenly, a cold breath surged over the three people.

Another group of people walked across the street, all of them awe-inspiring, very extraordinary. A few women followed, all of them beautiful.

"The grandson of the grandson of the grandson of the purple king's grandson..." The white-haired little fat man did not show any weakness, calling the other party like this, panting for a bit, and if he was taking advantage, he said: "Grandson of the grandson of the grandson... What do you want to do?"

One of them was actually a descendant of the Purple Cloud King. He was incomparable and said: "Fatty Zhuge, you dared to play with me the last time you exchanged Lingbao, don't leave this time!"

"Fair trade, all voluntarily. What did you do at the time, and I found it afterwards, I also said that you deliberately found the fault and exchanged the treasure by yourself." The white-haired little fat man said plausibly.

Xiao Chen's heart moved, and he suddenly remembered what kind of mentality this was. Could this little white-haired fat man be a descendant of that fat Zhuge in the past? Except for the aura from the profound arts, even the appearance and temperament are similar.

"Fair trade? Okay, then we will continue to trade today. I will use these three fast mysterious gold real iron to exchange the Nine Suns Sword in your hand." Said the descendants of the Zixiao King, three yuan The black iron was thrown on the trading desk.

"Who is Meng, the Xuanjin real iron looks like this? Isn't this just three pieces of ordinary scrap iron?" The blond young man beside the white-haired little fat man smiled very cheaply, and said: "Come on, come on. I gave you a thousand or eight hundred pieces of profound gold and real iron, and bought all the girls behind you."

Behind, the few beautiful girls all changed, and their eyes swept forward like swords.

"The Sun, your whole family are bitches!" At this moment, a skinny man beside the Queen of Purple Clouds said with hatred.

The blond young man smiled brilliantly, but it made people feel awkward, saying: "You are the disciple of the disciple of the stone corpse, right? Your younger sister really likes me, there is no way, who makes you so ugly, I'm so handsome. She married me half a month ago, and she will add a newcomer to the Sun Clan soon."

"You are looking for death!" The skinny young man suddenly became angry.

Xiao Chen was stunned. This blond young man reminded him of Totti from the past. That's right, the technique is the same and the blood is the same. He should be the hapless descendant who was sold many times by Jin Sanyi.

It is true that things are impermanent, and even their descendants have grown up. After the three civilizations have passed, Zhuge Fatty, Totti and others can become ancestors as long as they are not dead.

"Don't leave this time!" The descendant of the Zixiao King yīn smiled coldly, and said: "The Golden King Huang Xinren saved you last time. Who can you find as a backer this time? Your ancestors Huh, hum, you don’t become a stone king, it’s dung after all."

Until then, the white-haired fat man finally changed his mind and said: "Do you want to fight for the Zixiao line?"

The Golden Retriever boy showed a solemn expression, looked at the beauties behind the other people, and said: "A person in another world!"

"You can finally see it." The descendants of the stone corpse sneered, and said: "The battle of our juniors is to kill and wound hundreds of people. It doesn't matter. Today is to get rid of you. I believe your ancestors have nothing to say. It can be said."

"Yes, there was no war between the stone kings. No one would say anything to kill ants like you." A few people from the other side directly gathered around.

Xiao Chen looked at all this with interest. It was a matter of juniors, and he didn't want to come forward. But when his divine thought moved, Zixiao Palace didn't seem to be very far from here. People in the other world, the descendants of Zixiao Palace and the stone corpse actually walked together, and he decided to take this opportunity to beat him.

"Boom"

At this moment, the white-haired little fat man raised his palm uncontrollably and slapped it forward. As a result, the descendants of the Purple Cloud King and the descendants of the stone corpse instantly turned into mud, silent, and the scene was extremely Scary.

"Ah, I didn't kill it..." The white-haired fat man screamed, but raised his palm and printed it to the left and right.

"Puff Puff Puff"

The other three men turned into blood mist on the spot.

"I really didn't kill..." The white-haired little fat man showed an incredible god, and shook his right hand vigorously.

The person on the other side kept backing away as if he had seen a ghost.

"Boom"

There was another muffled noise, and a woman split in fours and fives.

The white-haired little fat man showed a distressed god, and said: "Beauty, I really didn't kill you..."

"Pervert, ghost!" All the men and women on the opposite side screamed and ran away.

"I didn't kill anyone..."

"Puff Puff Puff"

The white-haired little fat man looked innocent and heartbroken, and several other women died in his hands.

In the end, only one woman from another world escaped, and all the others died.

The Golden Retriever boy next to him and the Phoenix man also looked like they had seen a ghost, and said, "Fatty, have you found the legendary Stone King's corpse after the cultivator passed the God of Cookery Dafa, and ate it? Otherwise, why is it so powerful all of a sudden?"

"Damn it, I don't even know what's going on, let's go!"

I heard that the white-haired little fat man said that, the other two also changed, hurriedly rushed out of the Xizhao Tower, and fled outside the Purple Wind City.

"Where to go, kill people in my Xizhao Tower, and you will not escape!" A middle-aged man fell from the sky and stopped them.

Behind, there are a large number of monks watching the excitement.

"Boom"

The white-haired little fat man slapped another hand directly, and the middle-aged man blocking the road was instantly crushed.

"Damn, this Xizhao Tower really belongs to the Zixiao Palace." The golden retriever cursed. At this moment, they can no longer pay attention to the evil palm of the white-haired fat man. Escape is the most important thing.

"Hmph, kill my child, do you still want to leave?" At this moment, an old man flew in from a distance.

Many monks near Xizhao Tower were surprised and said: "This is the 18th generation monk of King Zixiao. Such strong men are all shocked. These three boys are dead."

"Old man, I didn't kill those people. Do you think I have such a powerful divine power?" The white-haired little fat man looked like he was about to cry. Right now, these powerful people come forward. The three of them have nothing at all. The hope of living is far from an order of magnitude.

"Stop talking nonsense and take your life." The old man came down, spreading his five fingers, and grabbed forward.

"I didn't kill it..." The white-haired fat man cried and screamed. At the same time, he raised his right palm uncontrollably again and printed it forward.

"Puff"

The stunned thing happened, and the old man turned into a blood mist on the spot, and his body and spirit were completely destroyed.

"This little fat man is too terrible. He kept saying that he didn't kill him. What happened? Even the eighteenth descendant of the Purple Cloud King was slapped to death."

"I will say, pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger. This is a cruel man. This little fat man will become a generation of fierce man in the future. Wrong, now he is in a mess."

……

Regardless of the surrounding discussion, the three white-haired little fat guys want to escape.

But I never thought that my legs were running at extreme speed, but my body stayed in place and didn't move a step at all.

"It's so arrogant, these three guys didn't want to escape at all. Looking at their pretentiousness, do you still want to meet the Purple Cloud King clan?"

The people around were talking about it.

The purple gas came from the east, and at this moment, a mighty wind came from the horizon, covering the city of purple wind.

The real powerhouse of Zixiao Palace is here!

Know that in Purple Wind City, there will be a stone king occasionally, and no one dares to be presumptuous here.

Dare to be so powerful, he is definitely a direct descendant of Zixiao Palace, and a descendant of Zixiao King's favor.

"It is him, the thirteenth generation descendant of King Zixiao, and he is the one known as Xiaozixiao!"

"It's over, the white-haired little fat guy is playing big this time, he will die without a place to bury him."

……

Many monks talked.

"Dare to kill the direct children of my clan here, I don't care who you are, even if you are from the heaven-defying clan, you can still kill them!"

The purple air was overwhelming, and a tall figure swooped down.

"I really didn't kill..." The little white-haired fat man exclaimed.

"Puff"

Blood and light splashed, and the stunned thing happened again. The thirteenth grandson of the Purple Cloud King was slapped into a meatloaf by the white-haired little fat man, and the dead body fell down. Completely crumbled.

At this moment, there was no sound, and everyone was dumbfounded. This little white-haired fat man is too evil, even these characters can be easily cut off, which makes people feel very scary.

"Dangdangdang"

The divine bell rang, and the bell in the Xizhao Tower rang tens of thousands of miles, sending letters to the family.

"Who strikes the bell?!" In an instant, the strong arrived. Instantly understood what was in front of him.

At the same time, the woman who had escaped from another world also rushed to the Zixiao Palace and spread the news. Many masters flew in, including those from other worlds.

"I didn't kill it..."

Everyone shuddered when he heard the words of the white-haired little fat man, and it almost became a signature. You must know that every time he said this, he would shoot each other to death.

Sure enough, there was still no accident this time, and the strong man in the sky burst into pieces on the spot.

"I just said, brother, my palm is evil..." The little fat man was almost crying, and said: "Don't play with me anymore. If this goes on, no one can save me in the end."

In the distance, all the monks watching are angry, secretly, just pretend!

Swipe

At this moment, nine figures rushed in, and the purple mist filled.

"I don't want to kill..."

"Puff Puff Puff"

With the voice of the little fat man, the nine figures in the sky shattered, and the nine powerful men were all the tenth generation children, and their identities were extraordinary.

But this time, everyone who watched the game was no longer surprised, and even took it for granted, because they were numb.

This little fat man is too evil!

"Huh"

There was a heavy cold snort, and a stone man appeared in the sky. Although he was not a complete stone king, having a stone body was enough to frighten the monks in the city.

The seventh generation of the strongest from Zixiao Palace is here!

"Woo...I don't want to kill people, I really didn't kill them..."

No matter there are so many stone men in the sky, they swoop down with endless killing intent.

"Boom"

However, what shocked everyone was that the stone man was torn apart, as before, being slapped down by the little fat man.

Both body and spirit are destroyed!

This time, everyone is boiling. Why is this white-haired fat man sacred? Do you want to completely pick the Purple Cloud Palace?

At this moment, in the Zixiao Palace, there is the otherworldly Stone King Langfang here. He is talking with the Zixiao King and said: "Someone has blinded the Qiqi of Zifeng City. Is there any weirdness there? I'll go Check it out."

The King of Purple Clouds frowned and said, "What's the matter, it seems very unusual. You go first, I'll be there later." After that, he continued to close his eyes~IndoMTL.com~ and began to sacrifice his hands. One piece of treasure.

Langya soared into the air, flew out of the Purple Cloud Palace, and soon came to the Purple Wind City. He suddenly felt something was wrong, but he couldn't say what was unusual.

In an instant, he saw the fragmented stone body turning into fly ash in the wind. He raised his eyes and said, "Which friend is here?"

"I'm crying...it doesn't matter to me!" The white-haired fat man stepped on the ground, trying to run but couldn't.

"It's you!" Two cold electricity shone in Langya's eyes.

"It's not me, it's really not me who killed..."

As soon as this sentence came out, the gods of the surrounding people were quite colorful.

"Boom"

Unexpectedly, there was still no accident this time, the wolf's tooth was slapped flying by the chubby palm, and his body was cracked.

However, Spike was not extinct. He reorganized his body instantly, spouting a mouthful of blood, and said: "Who is it?!"