"It's true."

Xuan Qing muttered and came back to his senses. What he just sensed was the aura of the late stage of returning to the void.

Between the scarlet palaces, the purple air without any variegation was slightly rippling. It was so pure that it attracted others to stop instinctively.

The next moment, a clicking sound spread throughout the inner gate of Nanyang Sect.

Only six thick Taoist pillars were seen standing up out of thin air. As the stone skin peeled off, lifelike reliefs of demons were revealed on them.

Each head is extremely ferocious, as if it has the power to overwhelm rivers and oceans.

Those monks who had recently joined the Nanyang Sect, such as those from the Shuiyue Merchant Alliance, even recognized many familiar faces among them.

After all, they are also monks in the late stage of returning to the void, and they are even more prestigious figures outside.

But at this moment, they all looked pale.

The Dao Pillar that the sect leader was visualizing was actually the most notorious group of top demons in Nanhong!

Each one can make forces other than the Immortal Sect tremble.

It was hard for them to imagine that there would be monks who would choose to visualize this kind of thing, and that it could be condensed so vividly that even the details on the scales were exactly the same. It made people wonder if the sect master was lying on them while they were asleep and visualizing them.

of.

This is a bit too courageous.

The clicking sound became more intense, and then turned into a roar like a bell.

As the stone skin completely fell off, with the support of six first-grade Dao pillars, the Wuliang Demon Palace suddenly gained another level.

Then the buzzing sound turned into fairy music that resounded in the sky, cranes seemed to be walking in the clouds and mist, and a thick and rich purple cloud rose from the end of the scarlet sky, slowly passing towards the Demon Palace.

"call."

Xuan Qing closed his eyes.

Returning to the ninth level of virtuality, all the heavenly palaces are celebrated, and heaven and earth celebrate it.

Before today, among the seven sons of Nanhong, this was a legend that belonged to only one person.

From this moment on, this honor no longer belongs exclusively to him, Xuan Qing.

Even though he had expected it, and after long years of tempering his character, Xuan Qing still felt a little disappointed.

But when the loss disappeared, a strong excitement burst out from the wooden body.

Nanyang Sect is alive!

If he hadn't been sitting there for too long, Xuan Qing would have even had the urge to scream loudly at this moment.

This hundred thousand years of torture.

What Xuan Qing thinks about day and night is to go back to the day before the breakthrough and return to virtual reality, suppress the impulse in his heart, follow this path of cultivation more steadily, and no longer cause those troubles.

Lead Nanyang Sect step by step again.

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However, there is no chance of turning things around like time.

He never thought that one day he would be able to see the Nanyang Sect come back to life again.

Moreover, with the blessing of the purple energy he presented, the sect master's path is even more stable than his own back then, and he can replace him and fulfill his wish.

The only thing that is somewhat interesting is that...the scene of gifts from heaven and earth today is much bigger than when I broke through the ninth level of returning to virtual reality.

Thinking of this, Li Xuanqing smiled.

"Xuan Qing's sleeves are full of breeze. He has nothing to celebrate, and only a broken body is left."

Mu Ren suddenly made a sound, which made Qingfeng Li, who was standing beside him, feel uncomfortable and subconsciously turned his head: "Senior, you..."

Sure enough, Xuan Qing's body began to tremble slightly.

However, his expression was extremely calm: "Today, I will use this broken body to pave the way for my master, Nanyang Sect!"

After the words fell, a burst of purple energy peeled out of the body again.

Compared with the previous times, Li Xuanqing's movements this time were very slow and more difficult, as if he was extracting the last bit of life from himself.

Even the face carved out of wood showed visible pain.

"You're serious!"

Qingfeng Li's pupils suddenly shrank, he rushed forward and pushed Li Xuanqing to the ground.

He is the Nanyang native who has followed Shen Yi the most, and he also knows best whose help it is that the sect leader has been able to have so much time to grow up.

According to his understanding of Shen Yi, it would be impossible for the other party to accept this thing if he knew about it.

But the moment he pushed Xuan Qing over, Qingfeng Li's fingertips started to tremble.

Being able to hold down a monk in the realm of transformation to the gods, this thing itself is extremely weird.

The purple energy passed through Qingfeng Li's body and spread behind him.

At this moment, it was like a breeze blowing from the sky.

Wrapping up the purple energy, it was re-infused into Li Xuanqing's wooden body.

The familiar plain voice sounded in their ears.

"I understand."

"..."

Li Xuanqing lay on the ground, silent for a long time, and finally showed a hint of irritability. This was a look he had not had since he reappeared in Nanyang.

He always seems to be gentle and calm, as if he has no temper at all. Even if Qingfeng Li is noisy in his ears every day, he has never said a harsh word.

Perhaps everyone has forgotten how arrogant Li Xuanqing's character is.

He took a long breath and whispered: "I have seen everything I should see. I have really had enough."

What you expected has happened, and there is no point in living any longer except torturing yourself.

The breeze in the sky was also silent for a moment.

Then he said softly: "I haven't heard your story yet, please bear with me."

As soon as this statement came out.

Qingfeng Li suddenly felt the wooden man beneath him tremble violently, and then his dull eyes were filled with complexity and fear.

Xuan Qing's breathing suddenly became heavy.

He realized something.

It seems that Shen Yi was not favored by heaven and earth, and was given another Xuan Qing of the Nanyang Sect, a sect leader with a calm mind and peerless talent who could lead the Nanyang Sect down the road again.

The other party is not the second Xuan Qing, he is Shen Yi, the unique Shen Yi.

A young man who dared to kill the general of the Dragon Palace in the middle stage of his return to virtual reality was even more arrogant than he was back then.

On the top of the mountain at the inner gate of Nanyang Sect.

Shen Yi withdrew his soul. He was greedy, and the most greedy thing was life and he didn't want to die.

But not wanting to die does not mean being afraid of death.

I also hope that while ensuring my own survival, I can also allow those who show kindness to me to survive together as much as possible.

This kind of thing is too hot to hold.

Shen Yi shook her head and cast her eyes to the sky again... A hint of helplessness flashed across her clear eyes.

Probably last time, when heaven and earth were gifting purple energy, before it was over, they intercepted the purple energy in advance.

This time, Tiandi obviously deliberately wanted to make up for the missing face last time.

I'm playing a piece of fairy music and it's not over yet. It's like I'm mentally ill, look at my stingy energy.

Fortunately, it was not a sudden breakthrough, and there was still plenty of time, otherwise I would have had to face it again.

These six Dao Pillars are made from the generals of the Turtle Army who returned to the 12th level.

In addition, from Ke Laoqi's mother clan, they also gained three great monsters that can be condensed into top-grade first-grade stone suppression stones.

"That's enough."

Shen Yi looked at the Dao Palace again. If Wu Jun and Flesh-Wing Silkworm were included, he was extremely confident that he could create the tenth level of return to the void in one go, and it would most likely be the Heavenly Palace.

But he was not in a hurry.

Compared to a direct breakthrough, these two big monsters can still play a greater role for the time being.

Thinking of this, Shen Yi called out Wu Jun.

Then he took out three corpses, namely the two golden-patterned turtle generals who had returned to the void, and the old bastard who was comparable to Bai Yujing.

With the slightest movement of mind.

The three powerful monster corpses quickly turned into a sea of ​​blood and poured into Wu Jun's body. The rich power of blood in them was intimidating.
To be continued...