Chapter 1687

Demon world.

On a huge undulating mountain, Wang Xu, dressed in black robes, sits on a huge demon clan whose body is as black as iron. This is the first time that he has come into contact with a pure blood demon clan. His body is bigger than those demons whose body is hundreds of meters high. In addition to the appearance of wild animals, it seems to be similar to the demon dragon clan.

Maybe the difference between demons and Demons lies in the difference in the nature of energy used in their cultivation. Demons are demons, demons are demons. This kind of division may be subjective. Every race is the same. For example, for the Terran warrior, as long as it is not human, the demons are the same.

"Click!"

Wang Xu is holding a piece of leg which has just been roasted by the flame in his hand. He is biting it. The big demon under his buttock is just missing a leg.

After only two bites, he threw them aside and scolded

"Bah! It's terrible! It's sour and smelly. It seems that I need to find something suitable for my taste. "

After scolding, he looked up at the dark sky of darak's ancient demon world. He didn't need to frown twice.

"What the hell is going on? I always feel my heart and soul throbbing from time to time these two days. Is there any change on my side? "

This kind of feeling, belongs to a kind of instinct on a whim, can't trace, can't touch.

"What's going on? What the hell is going on over there... "Wang Xu frowned and picked it up. Finally, he scolded

"Shit! I don't want to. Anyway, sooner or later, I'm going to turn over my own heaven. No matter what he's doing, which unknown existence he's playing chess with, or which forced Fenling he's playing with, I'm determined to cultivate and become stronger. When I finish all the real pictures of Kendo... Hum

A mountain wind blew by, whistling around for a few circles, and then went away again. Wang Xu suddenly stood up and felt some strange breath from the wind.

"There's a nasty bug following?" He pulled a trace of ferocity from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of murders.

The next moment, he jumped down from the mountain like demon body at his feet and shot into the darkness further away.

Kill Kendo, he is still short of the last key, after success and then play with the insects behind.

……

Xianyu.

In the sky above the endless snowstorm, a twist suddenly appeared, and then a blur of red sun appeared, from which two figures came out.

I don't know how far through the space, as soon as it appears here, even with Wang Xu's strength, it also appears a moment of fuzzy consciousness.

Although this blur is only for a moment, it is also terrifying. You know, after he founded reincarnation and controlled humanity, he has reached the real emperor level.

An emperor level, when crossing the space, will appear fuzzy consciousness, we can see how far the distance is.

At his side, Jin Wu's face was extremely pale. After two times of forbearance, he finally couldn't help it. He opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of fire like blood, burning into a ball of fire in the air.

"Poof!" She raised her hand to wipe away a trace of burning blood from the corner of her mouth

"It seems that Xianyu is farther away from the Chinese world than when I left last time. If it goes on like this, it will be completely destroyed!"

There was a trace of pain in her voice, and some unspeakable sadness.

For her words, Wang Xu can't help frowning. He turns his head and looks around: "is this the immortal realm?"

What he saw with his naked eyes was the extremely harsh environment, the blizzard was raging, the cold wind was howling, and he even doubted whether there was any living life here.

"This is the immortal realm. Although it is only a fragment, it is no longer the former immortal realm. If it goes on like this, it will soon turn into a dead place and a desperate realm..."

Jin Wu nodded and shook his head: "we need to speed up, let me calculate the source of the world..."

She closed her eyes, and her fingers were pinching some magic formula in the air. A strange energy wave went deep into the void.

Wang Xuzheng was surprised by the many ways of ancient immortals. He always felt that if the cultivation system continued to develop, it would not be worse than the martial arts system of the sun martial arts world.

But just when he saw some clues, all of a sudden, Jin Wu stopped abruptly, opened his eyes in shock, and cried out in silence:

"Wait a minute, Emperor Qing actually did it. How could he be reborn?"

"The green emperor?"

Wang Xu's eyes flashed slightly.

Without waiting for him to ask, Jin Wu was already very pale and grabbed his arm: "follow me!"

The next second, her whole body lit up a fiery flame, turned into a pair of huge flame wings, a slight shock, has turned into a group of fire, fled to several kilometers away, again incited, two people completely into the thick depth of the snowstorm, disappeared.

In front of Qingdi palace.

Qingdi and tens of thousands of witches have gone to another border tens of thousands of miles away, leaving only an empty snowstorm and a green world hundreds of meters around surrounded by these snowstorms.

Whoo!

Jinwu and Wang Xu came down from the sky, and fell into the only green area in this fairy land, which shocked the eyes.

"Qingdi... This guy, actually did it? My mother has failed. In order to survive, she can only give up on the way, burn the body, and continue to exist in the way of dividing the soul... "Jinwu kept murmuring. Her face looked like joy and anger, and she didn't know what she was thinking for a moment.

At the same time, Wang Xu's eyes are also flashing fast. A kind of power diffused in this green area gives him a special sense of familiarity.

The divine sense sweeps out and traces back to the source along with this power. He soon finds a fiery red coffin left in the depth of Qingdi palace. There is no real body in the coffin, only a phoenix robe.

But the power of his retrospection did not come from the coffin, but from the open space beside it.

"There was definitely something here... Maybe the green emperor that Jinwu said?" Wang Xu's eyes twinkled.

At this time, Jinwu had already taken him into Qingdi palace, and soon they were standing here.

Like Wang Xu, Jin Wu is staring at the open space beside the burning red coffin and murmuring in a low voice:

"The first Qinglian Taoist Scripture of all ages can really be further broken by you, established in the great solitude, revived and reborn... Qingdi, I'm not as good as you!"

Hearing her murmur, the pupils in Wang Xu's eyes contracted quickly.

The first ever Qinglian Taoist Scripture?

Break through in silence and then stand?

Recovery and rebirth?

He was so shocked that he seemed to be hit by a huge hammer.

"Qinglian vanishes, Qinglian vanishes... Is Qinglian vanishes Sutra originally written by this person?" Wang Xu's eyes shook violently.

In his memory of the mysterious existence of "that one", there were some conjectures and scruples about Qinglian's vanishing Sutra. He could not imagine that his original self, a small ordinary person, actually contained the chess game of two big men, although it was obvious that "that one" was better in the end.

"I didn't expect that I, a little man, became the chess player of two big men at the same time..."

On his face, there was a trace of complicated and strange emotion.