Time flies by in the blink of an eye.
It has been fifteen years since Chu Xun disappeared into the starry sky.
Nowadays, the world is in chaos, hundreds of races are born, fairyland, demons, and alien races are rampant and wreaking havoc.
The capital was guarded by Ao Huang. Although some people tried to capture it, they all failed.
The Four Sacred Palaces were attacked several times by the demons. If not for the large formation left by Chu Xun, they would have fallen long ago, but they also suffered heavy casualties.
Mengjiu Mountain has also experienced several attacks, but Mengjiu Mountain is a magical weapon, and Xiaobai, the weapon spirit, can keep everyone safe.
On this day, everyone felt that there was a terrible force surging between heaven and earth.
Boom!
The world trembled violently, and in the distant sky, a terrifying whirlpool appeared, as if something had poked a big hole in the sky.
In an instant, the wind and clouds surged, the sky and the earth turned pale, and a fireball rushed out of the whirlpool, penetrated the ground from the sky, and landed on Kunlun, the first sacred mountain in China.
Tianxian speculated that it was either a natural disaster or a man-made disaster, or a great treasure was born.
Disasters, are there not enough disasters in this world
Everyone understood that this must be the birth of a great treasure.
Hundreds of tribes moved together, and warriors from all over the world rushed to Kunlun Mountain.
In Mengyu Mountain, Jinghong was practicing in seclusion. Suddenly, his heart was throbbing. The next moment, he rushed out of the secret room and stood on the top of the mountain. Looking from a distance, he just happened to see the afterglow of the fireball.
Chu Pan followed and appeared on the top of the mountain. Now Chu Pan is almost fifteen years old. He looks like the beautiful boy in the painting. His appearance inherits all the advantages of Chu Xun and Jinghong.
"Mom, what's wrong?" Chu looked at her mother who was breathing unsteadily, looking a little confused.
"Pan'er, I have to leave."
"Where are you going, mom? Pan'er will accompany you."
Jinghong was silent. When she first came to Earth, she lived on Mount Yuzhu in Kunlun, but the magic circle she arranged in the courtyard was broken.
Jinghong suspected that it had something to do with the vision just now. Maybe the treasure really was born and happened to land on Mount Yuzhu.
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Kunlun, Yuzhu Peak, in the small courtyard made of snowy wood, a big pit appeared on the ground.
Suddenly, a hand stretched out from the pit. If anyone saw this, they would scream in fright. It was like a scene from a thriller.
Immediately afterwards, a chimpanzee...no, a black orangutan-like person crawled out of the pit.
"I'm still alive, haha... I won't die like this... Who in this world can take my life..."
This man was sitting on the ground muttering to himself, a bit crazy.
Suddenly, he stood up suddenly, raised his head and howled wildly, "I... Demon King Chu... is back..."
This person is not Chu Xun. It took him thirteen years to return to the earth alive from the turbulence of the void.
Chu Xun bowed in the air, not to the sky, but to the eight Taoists. In order to protect themselves, they had gone through thirteen years of hellish torture, and were wiped out inch by inch by the hurricane in the turbulence of the void.
Chu Xun's current appearance was extremely embarrassing. The mid-grade artifact armor on his body was torn into pieces by the hurricane at the last moment. His body was covered with wounds, densely packed, like a porcelain doll that was about to break into pieces.
Moreover, due to the rapid strangulation and friction of the hurricane, his skin was burned into charcoal, and the entire skin was charred black. To be honest, you could just tear off a piece and eat it, because it was already ripe.
Thinking of everything he encountered in the turbulent flow of the void, Chu Xun shuddered. It was so terrifying. If those eight Taoists hadn't fought to protect each other, he would have become a fan.
All in all, he survived not because of his strength, but because of luck.
"Ahem..." Chu Xun coughed violently, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
The injury was so severe that the ancestral dragon bones in his body became dull, the two Nascent Souls were also sluggish, and many of his meridians were burned. His body was now like a crumbling dangerous building that could collapse at any time.
Chu Xun looked around and couldn't help but laugh. What a coincidence. He remembered Jinghong said that when he first came to the earth, he lived on Mount Yuzhu in Kunlun. Is this where he came
The most important thing now is to recover his cultivation. With his current physical condition, anyone with innate cultivation can kill him.
Chu Xun didn't have time to think too much, and immediately sat down cross-legged and began to regulate his breathing and recover.
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Hundreds of tribes moved together, and warriors from all over the world rushed towards Kunlun.
In a certain mountain range, two white figures were speeding like lightning. They were Jinghong and Chu Pan.
Chu Pan is now in the middle stage of Golden Elixir, and he is extremely talented.
Chu Xun back then was not as experienced as him.
A stunning white gauze covers her face, blocking her peerless appearance.
There are too many people staring at Mengjiu Mountain now, and they are walking quietly.
Little did they know that despite being so careful, they were still being targeted.
High in the sky, a small boat was hidden in the clouds. On the boat was a three-meter-tall figure with muscles as thick as stone. He was a strong man of the Zombie clan.
At first, the Zombie clan was almost exterminated by Chu Xun. In recent years, strong Zong clan members have appeared one after another and vowed to take revenge. They also attacked Mengjiu Mountain, but lost their troops and returned without success. So far, they have sent people to keep an eye on Mengjiu Mountain. every move.
In addition to the Zombie clan, there are also the Black Dragon clan, the Wolf clan, the Prodigy of the Immortal Realm, and the Demon clan, all using various methods to hide in the clouds above, staring at Jinghong and Chu Pan below.
Jinghong felt something in his heart, and looked up. His spiritual thoughts spread, and he detected a wisp of internal energy fluctuations. His face changed slightly at that moment. They were so careful, but they were still being targeted.
"Pan'er, be careful!" Jinghong reminded, although Chu Pan was not weak in cultivation, he was too inexperienced.
Although Chu Pan didn’t know what happened? But he was secretly wary.
The two people turned into two white lights and flew away quickly.
A few days later, Jinghong brought Chu Pan to Yanxue City. Today, Yanxue City has long been abandoned, and the Yan family has moved to Mengjiu Mountain.
Jinghong became even more vigilant. Those people followed him for several days, but were still unwilling to take action. It seemed that they had other agendas.
Yan Xuecheng, the city closest to Kunlun Mountain, was already crowded with warriors who had arrived. Jinghong and Chu Pan blended into the crowd.
In the clouds above, there is an old man with white beard and hair, with a haggard face, a pair of green eyes, and a very powerful aura. He is actually a strong man in the late Golden Immortal stage.
"Everyone, if you don't take action, I will take action." The old man's voice was sharp and uncomfortable to listen to.
The strong man from the Zombie clan on the boat made a sound like steel rubbing against each other, and said with a strange smile: "Are you the Taoist Brother Heikebao from the Black Dragon clan?"
"It's me." The old man smiled strangely.
The strong man from the Zombie tribe said: "Everyone, please stop hiding. We are afraid of each other. We will only take advantage of Demon King Chu's women and children. Let's catch them first and then talk about other things. If they get away, then we will follow you in the next few days." Isn’t it all in vain?”
"Fellow Taoist is right." A young figure appeared, but the figure was extremely old. This was a strong man from the wolf tribe, with an extremely powerful aura, and bloodthirsty light shining in his eyes.
"In that case, let's do it." The strong man from the Peacock tribe also appeared.
The strong man from the wolf tribe said with a ferocious smile: "Since everyone agrees, I will take action."
boom!
The clouds in the sky were suddenly shaken away by the majestic inner energy, and a wolf claw as big as a mountain grabbed Jinghong and Chu Pan below.
"Pan'er, be careful!"
Jinghong was secretly guarding himself, but the opponent finally couldn't hold back and took action. At that moment, his true energy surged, and a crystal clear ice lotus appeared in the air and blasted towards the falling wolf's claws.
boom!
The wolf claws collided with the ice lotus and exploded, but the terrifying power of black ice sealed the huge wolf claws in ice.
Jinghong stretched out his slender hand and shook it gently.
boom!
The huge wolf claws exploded and broke into countless pieces.
The strong man from the wolf tribe groaned, his face distorted. With just one blow, he lost an arm, but before he could react, several white silk ribbons blocked his path.
puff!
A streak of white silk pierced his body-protecting Qi and penetrated his throat.
The corpse of the powerful wolf clan fell from the air and transformed into its true form, a giant wolf more than thirty meters tall. It smashed a big hole into the ground and caused rubble to fly away.
In one encounter, the strong man of the wolf tribe was killed.
Jinghong is like a fairy who doesn't like the fireworks of the world, cold and ruthless.
Strong men from all races were on guard, they underestimated Jinghong's strength.
Jinghong is now in the early stage of Nascent Soul, infinitely close to the middle stage, and can be said to be invincible in the Golden Immortal realm.
The strong take action and the weak suffer.
There was chaos in the city, and the warriors fled in all directions.
Jinghong flew up into the air, his eyes were like cold currents, and he said in a cold voice: "Following all the way, can you finally feel helpless?"
The faces of the powerful men from all races suddenly changed. It turned out that Jinghong had discovered them a long time ago.
"As expected of Demon King Chu's woman, she is really powerful." Hei Kebao said in a weird voice.
"Jie Jie... This should be the child of Demon King Chu, right?" The strong man from the Zombie clan looked at Chu Pan and said with a strange smile.
"Yes, it's me." Chu Pan said loudly.
"Compared to your father, you are far behind." The strong man of the Peacock tribe commented.
Jinghong sneered, "How dare you judge my husband? If he were here, you might not even have a chance to escape."
"Haha..." The strong man from the Peacock Clan laughed, and then his face was full of disdain, "The Demon King Chu has been killed by the strong men from the Immortal Realm long ago. No matter how powerful he is, he is just vain now."
Jinghong's face changed slightly. The Immortal Realm has sent many people over the years. According to them, Chu Xun appeared in the Immortal Realm inexplicably and had been killed by the powerful men in the Immortal Realm.
"Even if my husband is not here, is it difficult to kill you?" Jinghong became a little angry, his true energy surged around his body, and dozens of ice lotuses bloomed around him.
"Everyone take action together." The strong man of the Peacock tribe shouted.
A battle unfolded, the inner energy surged like a tide, ice lotuses exploded, the buildings in Yanxue City continued to collapse, and the ground cracked.
puff!
Hei Kebao vomited blood and fell back, almost being frozen by the Jinghong Ice Lotus.
boom!
The strong man from the Zombie clan was pierced through the shoulder by Bai Ling, and his whole arm was almost crushed, so he retreated in embarrassment.
"Hang on to this woman." The strong man of the Peacock tribe shouted, and he rushed towards Chu Pan who was watching the battle.
Shocked, he was ready to turn around and rescue him.
"Mom, don't worry about me, I can handle it." Chu Pan shouted, quickly forming seals with his hands.
Boom!
The void trembled, and a giant finger raised to the sky hit the head of the rushing Peacock Tribe strongman.
The strong man from the Peacock Tribe sneered: "This should be the martial arts of Demon King Chu. I wonder how much of his skills you have inherited?"
The strong man of the Peacock Tribe raised his hand, and a surging inner energy chain blasted out. There was an earth-shattering explosion, and the demon-slaying finger was exploded.
"Although I have never met your father, I know how powerful he is. This martial arts skill is really wasted in your hands. Why not leave it to me and let me carry it forward." The strong man of the Peacock clan sneered and slapped his palm. Xiang Chupan.
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