Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation

At that time, Xie Changying was recognized as the number one genius, the Holy Body of the Human Race, and the number one person in the Holy Yuan Continent. He could defeat a Holy Land Shenzong with one sword!

Even Gu He, the current master of the Dan Sage Ancient Medicine Palace, would bow down to him and call himself a junior boy when meeting him.

"Haha, genius? Holy body? In the Central Galaxy, in the Nine Immortal Sects, the holy body is just garbage, everywhere."

He shook his head and sighed, with endless sadness, a bitter smile, and red eyes, as if tears were falling.

"When I went in, I didn't even have a chance to be a handyman. I was defeated by someone. It took me a hundred years of hard work to recover my cultivation..."

Obviously, he went to the core of the galaxy to become famous in the Nine Immortal Sects, but failed.

This sounds simple, but everyone was shocked and had heart palpitations.

This reveals a terrible message.

The most powerful genius in the Holy Yuan Continent, the Overlord, has repeatedly hit the wall in the Central Galaxy, suffered countless setbacks, and even defeated Xu Tian.

The Zhongjiu Great Immortal Sect is really high up, overlooking all the heavens and worlds!

People sigh. Since ancient times, beauties have lamented their old age, and heroes are not allowed to grow old.

Xie Changying's fate was ill-fated, and the hero met his end. He no longer looked up to the world as a heroic figure, but was left with endless sadness.

Even the few returning saints hiding in the darkness felt shocked and sad.

Think back to more than 4,000 years ago, when he was so heroic and looked down upon the world!

Looking at today, it looks like dry wood, thin and about to decay. How sad is this?

The beauty's old age and the hero's demise are the most helpless sorrows in the world.

A genius with a stunning appearance. He was originally a genius, but he ended up like this. It makes people sigh and shed tears.

And instantly, they also felt a sense of urgency, feeling sad that the rabbit died and the fox hurt its own kind.

Even Xie Changying will die!

Their talents are not as good as Xie Changying's. Aren't they even more lonely and miserable in their later years than him?

"Senior, birth, old age, sickness and death are the natural ways. When human power is exhausted, it will be difficult to defeat God! Since seniors cannot compete, we should obey the way of Heaven!"

Saint Qianmo gave his final advice.

It's not that she is afraid of death, but that once she dies, no one will be able to protect Jiang Tian.

If you can't fight, don't fight!

Xie Changying's eyes were stern and he said coldly:

"Mediocre! Qian Mo, you are too mediocre. Thousands of years ago, I discovered that you were mediocre!"

"Cultivation has always been about making use of the way of heaven, fighting against the way of heaven, and competing with heaven for destiny. If I had already complied with the destiny of heaven, why would I have cultivated so much!"

Saint Qianmo said: "Since seniors want to fight, why did they withdraw from the Nine Immortal Sects? Why not fight somewhere else?"

Xie Changying was stunned for a moment, as if a thousand words were flashing through his eyes, but he suddenly smiled and coughed: "Oh, you girl, you are quite clever. You are stalling for time. It's a pity that the old man won't fall for it!"

As he said that, he stretched out his big hand and grabbed Jiang Tian.

"kill!"

Saint Qianmo took action boldly and pointed his finger at Xie Changying.

"kill!"

Moreover, hundreds of disciples led by Hua Xiangrong had already formed a battle array behind Saint Qianmo at some point.

They all shouted together, and the mana surged all over their bodies, sweeping across the sky, like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea, with a mighty force, focusing on the Saint Qianmo.

With the blessing of the battle formation and the infusion of mana from hundreds of disciples, Saint Qianmo's cultivation seemed to be rising steadily, reaching an unprecedented height.

That finger, pointed out, was extremely powerful, as if it could shatter the sun, the moon, and the sky.

"roll!"

Xie Changying waved his hand suddenly and flicked his sleeves.

Rumble, an earth-shattering sound sounded, as if the universe was gushing out from the bottom of my sleeve!

Peiran Moyu's power crushed the void, shattered the three thousand avenues, and obliterated the endless laws!

Bang bang bang!

In the sky, many Luoying Sect disciples flew out crazily and exploded in mid-air.

These transformed gods and elite disciples, under Xie Changying's blow, were like eggs weighed down by a huge boulder. They didn't even hold on for a second, and all the physical spiritual embryos and divine treasures exploded, exploding into a bloody mist. As for the magic weapons, they were all broken into pieces.

The only thing left was Saint Qianmo flying backwards with blood spurting from his mouth, and was hugged by Huang Ling'er as he landed.

"hiss!"

"It's too scary! He is worthy of being an unparalleled giant who has been famous for thousands of years!"

At this moment, the whole audience exclaimed.

Everyone was stunned and shocked.

Many people's teeth chattered and they were speechless.

Although Xie Changying is a saint who returns to the void, crushing the power of transforming gods is like killing ants, which is too shocking.

The key is that even though he has run out of oil, his body is about to rot, and his energy and blood are low, he is still able to beat Saint Qianmo so miserably.

At this time, the foundation of her divine treasure is almost destroyed. Next, the temple will collapse, and the gods will be damaged and left to be slaughtered.

"Thank you, senior, you are so cruel!"

"They all have extraordinary abilities. They will be the pillars of the continent in the future. The demonic tide is coming, and they still need to contend..."

Seeing the untimely deaths of many of his beloved disciples, Saint Qianmo's heart was cut like a knife, and he let out a shrill cry. Blood and tears flowed from his beautiful eyes, and blood foam kept coming out of his mouth.

She finished her words.

Suddenly, boom. Another earth-shaking loud noise erupted in the direction of the Demonic Tide Zone.

Black and deep demonic energy soared into the sky.

An extremely cruel, evil, filthy, and ferocious emotion surged in like a torrential wave.

"The devil's tide is really coming..."

"I received a message saying that the Immortal Tree in the Demon Tide Area collapsed, completely collapsed!"

"Ah! Without the suppression and obstruction of the fairy tree, the demonic tide will be as if it has entered an uninhabited land!"

Everyone was terrified, feeling that a terrifying existence was awakening and coming.

After listening for a moment, Xie Changying shook his head and said indifferently:

"Don't say that they are just the pillars of the continent in the future. Even you, Saint Qianmo, are the pillars of the continent now. I will kill you in the same way!"

"No one can stop me from moving forward!"

"So what if the demonic tide breaks out? Compared with the Nine Immortal Sects, the Holy Yuan Continent is just a muddy pond with a few stinky fish and rotten shrimps. If you die, you will die. There is nothing to regret!"

Xie Changying showed extreme indifference to his peers and only wanted to become stronger.

After seeing the big world outside, Dao's heart was hurt, and his self-denial was so extreme that he even dismissed his own ethnic group.

"The Eastern Empire must not stay aloof and protect our seniors!"

Boom!

Princess Mo Yu shouted softly, rose into the sky, and stopped in front of Xie Changying.

Her hidden light shines, the gods roar, and a carefully crafted guqin lies in front of her, with sound waves condensing on the strings, ready to go.

Her pretty face was full of determination and she was completely willing to risk everything.

You know, Xie Changying was the master of the founding emperor Dongfang Run, and technically he was considered the ancestor of the Dongfang family.

"I'm coming too!"

Lin Yang also rose into the sky.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Gouyu, Lin Hanqing, Fang Jinlong, and even the young-looking disciples from the Spark Academy and the major sects of the Eastern Empire, gritted their teeth, were determined, helpless, or fearful, soared into the sky and stopped in front of Xie Changying.

One by one, their towering gods roared, or the Nascent Soul neighed, and each spread out their own forbidden areas, intertwining the lines of Tao and reason, stretching across the sky, and firmly protecting Jiang Tian behind them.

One by one, they have firm eyes and look forward to death!

For a moment, the power was overwhelming, approaching Xie Changying.