Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation

Lianhuahun’s worries are not unreasonable!

Even if the entire Luoying Sect combined, there are not so many Returning Saints. Theoretically speaking, the many saints present could even level the entire Luoying Sect together.

Saint Qianmo did not respond to her, but his eyes were extremely firm and he said angrily:

"I'm here, and I won't take a step back. If you want to snatch the immortal fate by force, then step over my corpse!"

Tsk!

Suddenly, the sky shook like a rag.

A strong man came across the void, appeared beside Jiang Tian and Saint Qian Mo, and struck out boldly, with murderous thoughts surging like a tide, like an ancient ferocious beast taking action.

"Buzz!"

The earth trembled, the sky trembled, the space was torn apart, and ripples appeared. This saint held a holy weapon that had never been born before, intertwining the lines of Tao and reason, and rushed towards the saint Qianmo.

Bang!

With one strike, the space was instantly annihilated and collapsed.

This person wore a mask, with overwhelming fighting spirit, dragon-like blood, and extremely strong strength. He was an absolute master of returning to the void level. Mo Yu, Lin Yang, and others around him all took a breath of cold air, as if they were falling into the abyss of the Nine Netherworld.

This is the first time for the Void Returning Saint level to actually show up and take action, very simply and directly.

"Senior, be careful!"

Everyone shouted loudly and sweated for Saint Qianmo.

"Rat, you dare not show your true colors to others. I finally understand that your actions are shady!"

Saint Qianmo's eyes are indifferent, his heroic appearance is gone, his beard is not revealed, his snow-white sleeves and robes are fluttering, his Taoism is natural, and heaven and man are one, just like an immortal walking on earth, with his right hand forming a seal, shaking in the air.

Boom!

In the sky, around the handprints, runes appeared out of thin air, as if they were carved from sapphire. They were simple and natural, containing the breath of wood, and full of vitality. They seemed to contain a small world, forming a barrier to protect Jiang Tian, ​​both offensive and defensive. Push it outward.

Boom!

With a shock, the void collapsed, and incomparably vast power surged crazily.

Within a hundred miles, many monks were shaken to their knees. Even the transformed gods were frightened and felt the pressure of a peerless killing.

I saw that on the ground, a crack about ten miles long appeared at the place where the two collided. It was like a mess like the Grand Canyon of East Africa.

However, behind Jiang Tian, ​​it seemed like a pure land, without being affected at all.

puff!

The saint who returned to the void was shaken so much that his holy soldiers were shattered and flew backwards with blood spurting out from his mouth.

Within the body, the inner heaven and earth suddenly collapsed, the empty sky disappeared, and only Shenzang remained.

Astonishingly, his cultivation level instantly fell from the Void-Returning Saint to the Divine Transformation level under the seal of Qian Mo.

"Hmph! Qian Mo, I have recorded this account!"

The man roared, filled with boundless hatred, and then flew away, directly leaving the critical canyon.

Looking at Saint Qianmo again, he was safe and sound, not even breathing, and extremely calm.

"I've shown mercy!"

Everyone was extremely shocked.

Saint Qianmo is too strong!

He is worthy of being an unparalleled giant, and he actually instantly reduced the cultivation level of another Void Returning Saint by a huge level!

Lin Yang and Fang Gouyu both had expressions of reverence on their faces, full of confidence in Saint Qianmo.

But Princess Mo Yu was worried, and she sent a message with her spiritual consciousness: "Senior Qian Mo, please don't be merciful. The only way to scare these young people is to kill them directly!"

Senior Qian Mo only repelled one Void-Returning Saint, and there are many more left!

Bang!

In the void, a big hand suddenly grabbed him.

It is simple, extremely unsophisticated, and does not have much power, but it gives people a sense of vastness that can reach the stars and the moon, with fingerprints like the Milky Way and fingers like the pillars of the sky.

"Senior! How could you?"

Saint Qianmo's eyes were shocked and he gave a sweet shout. It was obvious that she had recognized the person who made the move.

This person should be of a very high seniority. He is definitely a living fossil, an immortal being.

"Qian Mo, I am old and have only ten years to live. The only way to live longer is to have the fate of immortality. It is really helpless."

The voice of this living fossil is desolate, with deep sorrow, which makes people feel the sadness of a rabbit dying and a fox grieving for its own kind.

Even if a saint returns to the void, his lifespan is usually only a few thousand years. Only with good luck or using secret methods to extend his life can he live for ten thousand years. But in the end, one cannot live as long as the sky, and one will eventually fall.

Although this living fossil sounded helpless in his words, he was ruthless when it came to attacking Jiang Tian.

"Senior, he is the only hope to resist the demonic tide!"

Saint Qianmo's eyes were anxious, he gritted his teeth, and suddenly he rose into the sky, as vigorous and graceful as a phoenix dancing in the sky. He pointed his sword towards the sky, as if it could break the stars and pierce the sun.

Boom!

The sky seemed to collapse, and the giant palm shattered, fell into pieces, and instantly turned into ashes.

However, Saint Qianmo was like a meteor falling to the ground, slamming into the ground and creating a deep pit.

"Senior Qianmo!"

"Master!"

"Elder!"

There were exclamations one after another, filled with regret and concern.

Everyone looked at the scene in the pit with great shock.

A man as strong as Qianmo Saint was also injured. His clothes were ragged, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin. The skin was covered with blood stains, and blood kept pouring out of his mouth.

Lian Huahun even saw that her inner world was on the verge of collapse:

"Senior Qian Mo, why are you doing this!"

Huang Ling'er, Hua Xiangrong, Mo Yu, Lin Yang and others quickly flew over, like human shields and human walls, firmly protecting Jiang Tian and Saint Qianmo.

"Trouble!"

At this moment, everyone looked at the sky with numbness.

This old immortal can even injure the Qianmo Saint, and his strength is as terrifying as a dragon!

At this time, an old man came through the air and landed steadily in front of Saint Qianmo.

I saw that he had an old appearance and was wearing washed-out green clothes, with a stooped waist, chicken skin and a crane head. His eyes were cloudy, and he exuded an aura of declining energy and blood. He was out of breath after taking a step, as if he was already dying.

He looked at the Six Paths Lotus Tree and Jiang Tian, ​​his eyes flickering, showing a trace of greed, as if these were all food.

"kill!"

Feeling the overwhelming killing intent towards the other party, Mo Yu and others looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and were about to rise into the air to intercept the old man.

"No! You are no match!"

Saint Qianmo stood up with force, and boundless sadness and despair appeared in the corner of his mouth: "Do you know who he is?"

"Xie Changying!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was dumbfounded and chilled all over. Even Lian Huahun and Mo Yu were trembling.

"It's him!"

"It's not a rumor. He went to the Nine Immortal Sects in the Core Star Region to look for opportunities? How..."

"There is also a legend that he has overcome a catastrophe and become an immortal?"

Many people were talking and whispering.

Xie Changying!

That is a legendary figure, an ancestor among ancestors, a saint among saints.

He was once the mentor of Dongfang Run, the founding emperor of the Eastern Empire, and also mentored several generations of founders of the Jiuxuan Sect.