The three immortal sects have existed for countless years and have been suppressed in the secret land of peach blossom. It can be seen that their strength is certainly not weak. There are some old monsters with advanced cultivation in the sect. Even they may have some secret methods to communicate with the ancient times, which can lead to the projection of the Immortal King and the Immortal King in the ancient fairyland.
What's more, there are also powerful races such as demons and demons in the secret land of peach blossom. It can be seen that the opponents Chu Xuan needs to face this time are not fuel-efficient lamps.
Although the strength of these races has been greatly reduced, they can still be tenaciously passed down. It can be seen that there must be masters in their clans. If not, how can the three immortal families of peach blossom secret land allow them to live?
The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength. Naturally, chuxuan will not be so arrogant that he can't see people in the world. This is not a hero, but a fool.
Chuxuan is not a hero, not to mention a fool.
He is just an ordinary person who yearns for a plain life. He has flesh and blood, love and righteousness, but also has brain.
"Hum."
Chu Xuan wakes up from his practice. During this period of practice, he finally fails to break through to the fairyland. Somehow, there is always a layer of barrier, which makes him still close to the door, but he can't break through.
Although his cultivation didn't break through to a higher level, his cultivation became more profound and condensed.
Now, he has not yet broken through the realm, but his combat power is not weaker than Xianjun.
What he lacks is the precipitation of time and the perception of practice.
As long as the time comes, deep understanding, it will naturally be able to break through the realm.
"The ancients did not deceive me. There was no shortcut to practice. What I lack is not only the perception of the realm, but also the fact that I haven't lived through the calamity all the time
Chuxuan eyes flash, sitting in a cave in the mountains, muttering to himself.
He has found the reason why he can't break through his disappearance: state perception and natural calamity.
It's just that all these things can't be done in a hurry. People can't help but rely on themselves.
But in fact, it has not been a disaster.
He did not dare to launch the Tianjie at this time, for fear of attracting the attention of other friars and the attention of the three immortal sects.
"Hehe, maybe I can launch the Tianjie when fighting against the three Xianzong, and it's not necessarily true that I can escape with the help of the force of Tianjie?"
Chu Xuan's mind changed sharply. He thought that if he could not fight against the three immortal sects, maybe Tianjie was a big hindrance to deal with them.
As he grew up, Chu Xuan walked out of the cave and looked at the dazzling sunshine in the sky. His eyes flashed with cold light and said in a low voice: "it's time to start to kill Xiantai."
In a flash, Chu Xuan disappeared in front of the cave and flew directly to zhuxiantai.
In the sky left a long rainbow streamer, his figure shuttles between the clouds, scenery in the back of the non-stop retrogression.
If you go, you will face all living beings in the world; if you go, you will fight against the world alone.
If you don't break the golden armour, you will never return it.
Chu Xuan's figure seems a little lonely and desolate, but his heart is boiling, the blood is boiling, and the battle spirit is in the sky.
He can only fight for his own victory.
For those who are sorry, they must give a thunderbolt to them, even if the three immortal sects killed are bleeding and scurrying.
For those who are sorry, they must be fearless. Even if they are enemies of the world, they will never shrink back even if the sun and the moon lose their color.
For those who are sorry, we must go forward. Even if we collide with the fairyland, break the sky and overturn the universe, we will never regret it.