The real Luo Bo was apprehensive all the way.
He always felt that Nan Hongzi was joking, Chen He is already a god? How can it be so simple!
But he also hoped that this was true. In this way, the pressure on Beixuan Tianzun would be greatly reduced, the situation in the Immortal Realm would be reversed, and he would be able to spend his time at leisure, planting flowers and playing chess.
The changing face of Master Luo Bo made Nan Hongzi laugh secretly.
Feeling the robe being pulled twice, Nan Hongzi looked down and saw Shi Zhonghuo raised his head with a serious face.
"Huh?" The fire in the apprentice's house has been raised for a long time, and it is like a child who has been kidnapped and sold by dragging his feet. Nan Hongzi thought, if it weren't for his immortal style and extraordinary appearance, when he was in the world It was turned by the common people as adult traffickers and sent to the government.
But now, not much better.
Immortals rarely raise children, and occasionally such a child is simply eye-catching, and everyone should see it.
Shi Zhonghuo also hates being scrutinized by immortals, and usually likes to get under the clothes of Nan Hongzi or Chen He.
Chen He's robe that imprisoned Bi Fang's soul was dragged on the ground with a long back swing. Fatty could easily nest into it without any trouble, but Nan Hongzi was reluctant, covering his head but not his feet.
Even if I squatted down, my belly and fat arms appeared again.
White and round.
This is a fire, it is simply a white mushroom growing at the foot.
Now Fatty stuck his head out uncharacteristically, and ran to the edge of the leaf-shaped fairy weapon, pointing ahead as if to tell them what to look at.
Real Luo Bo looked in that direction inexplicably.
I didn't see anything, I just felt that the spiritual energy became rich, which made the injured real Luo Bo feel a little more relaxed.
"It's fog."
Nan Hongzi stared at the sky.
The thick white fairy mist filled that side of the sky, and if you watch it from a distance, you will ignore it if you are not careful.
"Master, you are angry." Shi Zhonghuo said word by word.
"Kunlun?" Nan Hongzi identified the direction again.
Fatty nodded heavily: "I'm going to help the master."
When Nan Hongzi heard this, he immediately felt that the problem was difficult. Chen He is already a goddess, so what makes him feel difficult, isn't it a crisis in Kunlun? He couldn't think of what else could go wrong in Kunlun, where Beixuan Tianzun, Yang Xinyue and Chen He were at the same time.
"You go first." Nan Hongzi patted Shi Zhonghuo's arm.
To his surprise, the fire in the stone did not turn into a flame and ran over quickly, but said with a tangled face: "No, I will cause trouble for the master if I go."
Nan Hongzi was stunned, and soon he blurted out:
"Tianhe?"
Shi Zhonghuo's nose was wrinkled, and he nodded with a bitter face.
Before Luo Bo Zhenren had time to understand, the broken-leaf magic weapon under his feet surged forward like a gust of wind.
Both of them were in a hurry, but it was useless. There was still a long distance from Kunlun.
No way, the fairy world is too big.
"Let me drive the magic weapon." Luo Bo thought that the apprentice's cultivation was poor, and the magic weapon flew slowly.
"You only have so much left in your life, don't waste it."
Nan Hongzi rejected this proposal, and Master Luo Bo was full of resentment. He was about to say something when he suddenly felt that the magic weapon was galloping like lightning. It was even faster than he was driving the magic weapon before he was injured, and he was dumbfounded.
"You, you... what magic weapon is this?"
Looking down and thinking, no matter how you look at it, it is a broken leaf, and there is nothing unusual about it.
Could it be that Nan Hongzi is good at escaping? Have you practiced a Taoist method that allows Xuanxian to control the magic weapon and run faster than Luo Tianshangxian? If there is such a method, the entire immortal world will be robbed.
"I told you not to look at the apprentice through the crack of the door, but you won't listen."
When Nan Hongzi said this, he was calm as if this "apprentice" was not him, but just a passerby who couldn't see through.
Real Robo:…
"I didn't pay attention, and the apprentices are all gods. You haven't learned the lesson from the past!"
"Nonsense, what a lesson from the past, you are all juniors!" Luo Bo is angry, does he have such a word
After scolding him, he felt a little relieved, and he did not continue to ask questions. Anyway, he had never been in charge of this apprentice, so he simply went with him.
Before they reached Kunlun, they met Xiaoxian who fled in panic.
"It was Nanxian Tianzun who came to attack Kunlun."
"Asgard seems to have also been attacked."
These news only made Luo Bo's heart sink heavily, and he flew for a while, and the words of the immortal he met made him panic.
"There is an accident in Tianhe! The river has crushed the fairy palace!"
These immortals are scattered in the mountains near Kunlun, and those who can escape, obviously do not see the ins and outs of the matter, and they speak in different ways, and they do not want to talk more, so they have to leave in a hurry.
Looking at the thick fog that was accumulating in front of him, Nan Hongzi activated the magic weapon and plunged directly into it.
***
The sound of waterfall-like water roared endlessly.
The spiritual energy was poured into the faces of the immortals, and they couldn't use their true essence at all.
This is the feeling of being stuck in a quagmire and unable to move! Reiki is the source of the fairy world, but in this world, if anything is too much, it is a disaster.
The magic weapon flew up slowly, but fell uncontrollably, and watched helplessly as the defensive immortal weapon slipped a little bit, and finally buckled to the ground, being washed away by the spiritual energy, deformed and cracked.
Of course, there are people from Immortal Realm among the two subordinates of the Heavenly Venerate. They stood there blankly, completely unaffected.
"You didn't use the spirit stone?" a struggling immortal asked his seemingly innocent companion.
"I used-"
The weak excuses were useless, and were immediately drowned out in the raging cries of rage.
"Did you already know? Did you not use the Tianhe Spirit Stone on purpose?"
"Tianzun Yuancheng has already said that he wants to kill us immortals who have ascended and leave the immortal world to them!"
The differences that originally existed in the Immortal Realm were suddenly magnified infinitely, especially when one after another immortal defenses were broken, and they were sucked into the river. .
On the top of Kunlun, the entire Asgard is beyond recognition.
The immortals kept retreating and gradually gathered together. The corridors and the palaces and pavilions were abandoned, and the area of the Asgard Palace was shrinking. Beixuan Tianzun used this to reduce consumption.
As a result, this majestic and beautiful fairy palace soon became a broken wall and eaves, which collapsed piece by piece and was gradually destroyed, washed away by the river.
Immortal Monarch Hansong was extremely hurt, but he was trapped in the river, unable to stand still and could not protect himself.
Xianjun Qinghe had no mind to worry about these. He struggled, desperately using his spiritual sense to send out intermittent voices: "Sect Master, Tianzun... don't worry about this side, run away!"
Jiang Chu couldn't hear a word.
His eyes were slightly closed, his breath and the remaining Asgard became one, his soul was attached to the ice - breaking the turbulent water, penetrating the spiritual energy, and turning this destructive force to nothing.
Even if there is ice that falls off, it will soon spread out from other places.
Yang Xinyue looked back at the flustered immortals.
Things in the world are just such a coincidence. The last place they retreated was the palace painted with the portrait of Qingnifeng. This was the subconscious choice of Tianzun Beixuan, and he would never let it be destroyed.
Some of the immortals with a leisurely attitude on the murals had sheltered many sects in the cultivation world 10,000 years ago, accepted the books they left behind, and promised those who were about to pass the tribulation division to choose inheritance on their behalf.
The Northern Profound Sect became the hope for the revival of the world of self-cultivation, but in the end—
No matter how heavy the kindness is, it will fade with the passage of time. If Tianzun Beixuan dies, the maintenance of today will also be as thin as a sheet of paper in the distant future.
"What do you want?"
This question without much emotion brought Yang Xinyue back to his senses.
He looked at Shi Feng who was walking towards here in surprise, and smiled suddenly: "Jiang Chu believes that Chen He can see me, but Chen He is going to compete with Tianhe. He is so relieved, it seems that he is counting on you. ?"
There was no contempt in Yang Xinyue's tone, but a lingering arrogance.
Just like when he was in the South China Sea a thousand years ago, he opened his mouth to be a "Junior of the Northern Profound Sect".
The suzerain of the Nanhe Sect, the former Immortal Heavenly Venerate, no matter what kind of identity, he has cultivated such a temperament. Even if it is just a few curious questions, it sounds like sarcasm.
"No matter who wins or loses in Immortal Realm, it has no effect on Sect Master Yang."
Yang Xinyue laughed: "I can't say that, I don't know the changes in the fairy world, is it a new trap that Yuan Cheng has set for me?"
"It turns out that Sect Master Yang's indifference is actually fear?" Shi Feng sneered quietly.
"What's wrong with changing circumstances?"
"Even the disciples who are loyal to you don't care about life and death?"
"Qinghe won't die here, and he doesn't use the spirit stone."
As soon as Yang Xinyue's words changed, he brought it to Nanxian Tianzun: "This one wants to pay some price to get rid of his mortal enemy. Now the price is more than expected. Do you think he will be willing to give up his original idea?"
As long as Tianzun Beixuan died, Tianzun Nanxian could turn his head to summon the surviving immortals, and use the immortals full of resentment to divide the fairyland with Tianzun Yuancheng.
"If Jiang Chu were to die, it would be very good for you too..."
Yang Xinyue glanced at Shi Feng and found that the latter had no intention of moving. He couldn't help but wonder if the pair of senior brothers were pretending too well, or if they really didn't care about it.
Shi Feng can forget it, saying that Chen He has no ambitions, and people in the whole fairyland don't believe it.
"Sect Master Yang is still here, don't do anything to make me misunderstand."
Shi Feng said it lightly, but Yang Xinyue just thought it was funny: "You—"
He only said one word and suddenly stopped.
Yang Xinyue felt that the Immortal Palace where he could come and go at will, he couldn't even penetrate the spiritual energy, there was no formation restriction around him, and he didn't find what Shi Feng had done. .