World of Immortals

Xiao Chen was extremely disappointed, the two little beasts were swept away just like that, he stood silently in the void, scanning all directions. Having been with the two little beasts for such a long time, the sudden separation made him very disappointed.

The black beast shadow, the cold scale armor, Xiao Chen kept this little information firmly in his heart. He secretly made up his mind to practice hard. If he could achieve something someday, he would definitely come here to look for the two little beasts. Right now he didn't count on it, and it was obvious that the madman in the black fury was not something he could deal with.

Xiao Chen landed on the floating island of God, quietly looking at the distant mountains. Although he didn't have any hope, he still wanted to wait here for a few days. It would be great if the old undead who entered the barren vein faced that madman. Although the hope of winning was very slim, there was always a slight possibility.

Suddenly, Xiao Chen felt very strange, the package on his back was trembling, and when he opened it, it turned out to be a long black cloth, not because it was not clean, but because it was stained with blood, and it was dark because of its age.

It turned out to be the shroud of Suirenshi!

Of course, the blood-stained cloth obtained from Longdao cannot be completely identified as the shroud of Suirenshi. This is just the devil's inference and Xiao Chen's conjecture.

If the conjecture is true, there is no doubt that Suirenshi is already dead. However, there are many legends on the Longevity Continent, all of which point to one place, that is the Southern Wilderness, where it is said that the Suiren family has been living in seclusion.

Looking at the black blood-stained cloth, Xiao Chen was amazed. Since he got it, he has never seen anything abnormal, even when he was sailing in the taboo sea.

And this seemingly ordinary blood cloth unexpectedly fluctuated abnormally for the first time today.

When he grasped the black blood cloth in his hand, it turned on its own without wind, and then shook with a "crash", waving in the air like a large black flag.

The mountain forest was very calm, there was not even a slight breeze, and there was no abnormal energy fluctuation on the suspended island of God, but the black blood cloth was shaking violently under such circumstances, as if a pair of invisible hands were waving it.

Xiao Chen tightly grasped one corner, allowing it to vibrate, cautiously and carefully observing everything around him, letting out his consciousness, and scanning all directions.

There was no abnormality, no one approached, except for the roar of beasts from time to time, there was nothing wrong here.

what happened?

Is there someone peeping in the dark?

Something to do with the shroud?

After silently scanning the surroundings for half a quarter of an hour, Xiao Chen denied this conjecture, and thought of another possibility, could it be the reason for this place, could the floating island of God be related to the Suiren clan?

The dark brown island of God is like a meteorite, without any breath of life on it, only the broken rubble seems to tell the glory of the year.

"crash"

The shroud suddenly vibrated violently, as if he was about to let go, Xiao Chen hurriedly grabbed it, but his body followed the direction in which the shroud was vibrating.

Target, the center of the ruins!

The blood-stained black cloth was like a spirit, guiding Xiao Chen towards the center of the ruins step by step, leading him in one direction.

At this moment, Xiao Chen's heart was beating violently, and the shroud of the ancestral god guided him forward, as if he was about to have an extraordinary encounter. He never thought that the ordinary shroud could be spiritual, and he always thought it was just an ancient immortal cloth stained with some holy blood.

When Xiao Chen came to the center of God Island and stood on top of the ruins, the blood cloth suddenly shook violently, forcibly escaped from his control, and flew out of his palm. Then a gust of wind blew up in the center of God Island, the black cloth of God shook violently in the air, and the rubble in the ruins was blown up by the wind, flying in the sky.

The ruins were cleared out of an empty field.

The blood-stained black cloth was straightened like a javelin, pointing straight at the foundation of the ruins.

The foundation is entirely made of hard rocks, but they have all been polished, the edges and corners are not rough, and they are neatly piled up, making the foundation look thick and solid.

Xiao Chen has confirmed that there is definitely something down here!

It's just that he didn't know if there was any danger. After experiencing too many things, he became more and more cautious, because ancient ruins like this are the most prone to evil things. After experiencing the catastrophe of the dead city, whenever he saw ancient buildings such as castles, he always felt lingering fear.

As the strong wind surged, Xiao Chen split the foundation through the air, and the Immortal Sky Wings had already unfolded, and he was suspended in the void. If there was any abnormality, he would evacuate here immediately.

The boulder collapsed, and the foundation was cracked by him. The black soil layers on both sides were all swept away by the energy waves to the distance. The foundation was exposed, and there was nothing special below, and there was nothing abnormal. However, at this moment, the black divine cloth trembled more violently. After a violent gust of wind, it suddenly stopped, and then fell quickly as if it weighed more than a thousand catties.

Just like that, it sank among the rocks and covered a foundation.

After watching quietly for a while, Xiao Chen didn't notice anything wrong, so he landed in front of the cloth and grabbed it.

With a "crash", the blood-stained black cloth wrapped a stone wedge out of the foundation.

A very ordinary stone, taupe in color, very rustic in appearance, with the thickness of two fingers, the length of a palm, and a pointy end, it looks like a stone diamond as a whole. Of course, it was more like a stone wedge. It was originally used to fill the gaps between the foundation stones and boulders, but it was wrapped up by the blood-stained black god cloth.

Xiao Chen didn't care about it, thinking that there were secrets under the foundation, but after lifting the boulder, he found nothing. Instead, the shroud kept trembling, covering the ordinary stone wedge.

Stone wedge!

This... Xiao Chen was a little surprised. Could it be that this spiritual cloth trembled because of this ordinary long stone?

This is just an ordinary stone! The kind that can be seen everywhere in the mountains, and the people who built the foundation of this palace obviously regarded it as an ordinary stepping material. They didn't regard it as a big material at all, but used it to fill the gaps between the foundation stones.

How did that happen?

Xiao Chen couldn't figure it out. After observing for a long time, he didn't find anything special. His keen spiritual sense didn't detect any energy, and there wasn't any abnormal fluctuation.

Obviously Xiao Chen was the last person to arrive here. Many cultivators had already arrived before him. The ruins of the Tianshen Palace had already been turned upside down. If there were any treasures, it would be difficult to hide from those old immortals. What good things can be left in the place that has been carefully searched by everyone?

However, the shroud pointed directly at this ordinary stone shaped like a diamond, even if it was ordinary, Xiao Chen couldn't really put it in the ordinary stone. Hold it in your hand, turn it over and over and look at it. After careful perception, you find that it seems to be lighter than ordinary stones, to the point that it looks like sunken wood.

"Huh, wood?"

Thinking of this, Xiao Chen was surprised to find that if it was a piece of wood that had been polished at one end, it would look very similar, and the more it looked, the more it looked like an ancient gray-brown wood.

It's so strange and fast, why can't it be distinguished from ordinary stones? Like stone and wood, it is difficult to distinguish.

He smashed hard at a huge boulder, but the expected boulder cracking did not appear, and the stone strips shaped like stone diamonds collapsed not far away, there was nothing strange about it.

Xiao Chen put it away carefully, although he didn't see any use for it for the time being, but he guessed it should not be Fanpin.

Near the island of God, no cultivators appeared, and everyone chased after the two young holy beasts. Xiao Chen said with some self-mockery: "You are fighting for the holy beast that is suspected to be the strongest race in front, and I am picking up stones here."

After waiting quietly near Shendao for two days, but Keke and the little stubborn dragon did not come back, Xiao Chen's illusions were shattered, and he decided not to wait any longer, and went to the depths of the barren veins to have a look.

In the next day, he saw the shadows of some cultivators, those who were looking for the young holy beast. Of course, these people are all weaker ones, falling behind, and those strong ones have already disappeared in the depths of the barren veins.

At the same time, Xiao Chen accidentally discovered some aborigines living in the mountains and forests, living a very primitive life, just like savages. But in such a small tribe, when he saw a certain scene, he was immediately struck by lightning. He saw someone in this small primitive tribe using hardwood branches to drill wood into rough wood to make fire.

At this moment, it seemed as if a bolt of lightning illuminated Xiao Chen's heart, making his blood boil for a while!

The seemingly ordinary stone and wood obtained from the ruins are no longer ordinary, he knows what it is, how did the Suiren family get the way? From this ah!

This seems to be a sacred object for him to attain Taoism, the Flinder Drill!

Now thinking about its shape, and its material, which looks like stone but not stone, and wood but not wood, Xiao Chen suddenly thought of the Sui Ren Drill, the ancestor god who attained the Tao.

All human beings know that the ancestor god drilled wood to make fire back then.

But it seems that there has never been a description of this holy object, as if no one has ever classified it as a holy object, and it has no power. The ancestor gods never used it to deal with opponents back then.

But this is an extraordinary artifact after all!

Just when Xiao Chen's mood was ups and downs and it was difficult to calm down, the sound of dragons roared from the depths of the primitive mountains.

It's the little stubborn dragon!

Xiao Chen was so pleasantly surprised that he spread out his immortal wings and rushed forward like lightning.

In the primordial forest that covered the sky and the sun, the roar of dragons echoed. Right in front, Xiao Chen quickly rushed through the forests and arrived there. I saw that the little stubborn dragon and Ke Ke were both safe and sound. Besides them, there were actually three little beasts following them.

It turned out to be the three-headed little dragon king!

But these three little dragon kings are definitely not what Xiao Chen has seen on Dragon Island before, Xiao Chen will never admit his mistake, he must have never seen them before.

Xiao Chen couldn't bear to look at his own eyes, this was a thing that made him dumbfounded, the little stubborn dragon and Ke Ke abducted the three little dragon kings from nowhere!

It's so speechless!