Fix your sister's fairy

When the Heavenly Maiden left, Fu Xia Zhen already had the most perfect qualifications and physique in the entire immortal cultivation world at that time, all of which were re-condensed from the long-lost secret methods of ancient times.

Breaking the Sky and Melting the Spirit, Eight Seas Recasting the Divine Soul, Splitting the Sea True Spirit Method, Nine Qing Daozun Breathing Method......

Every ancient method that is difficult for ordinary monks to ascend to the heavens, but Fu Xia Zhen was able to rely on his demonic talent to learn from the Heavenly Maiden, so that now, he has obtained the most perfect root bones.

Following the Heavenly Maiden, she didn't let him cultivate, only let him study, he didn't know why, but now he understands.

After the Celestial Maiden left, the old monsters found him who had been following the Celestial Maiden, and immediately lost interest after discovering that he was just an ordinary person without any cultivation.

It is precisely out of everyone's eyes that Fu Xia Zhen can really have a chance to rise.

Without saying a word, the Celestial Maiden created a perfect future for him.

So he started cultivating again.

The morning is out of the ordinary, and the sunset is vast.

A flaming new star illuminated the entire Immortal Cultivation Realm, and it shone brightly, making it impossible for anyone to look at it directly.

No one knew his origin, no one knew his depth, only that his qualifications were above the Nine Heavens, and his cultivation speed was incredible.

And any monk who has used any magic in front of him, he can see through it at a glance, and he can recast it without any gap.

He describes himself as a man who conquers heaven and earth, and skillfully captures heaven and earth in one.

He has been pursuing something, running around in the world of cultivating immortals, crazy cultivation, crazy seeking.

Some people say that he wants to be an immortal and wants to go crazy, but no one knows that he actually wants her to go crazy.

Xiuxian has no years, his parents, the old people have long been turned into dust, no one is good to him, the only one who has entered his heart is her, and the time of the year occupies his whole world.

She may have just loved it, doing something that seemed trivial before leaving.

But in the eyes of Fu Xia Zhen, the Heaven Grabbing Daoist, and him, she is already her whole world.

So he cultivated, and even left behind his original blazing revenge heart, went to the nine heavens, and entered the abyss, only seeking the way to ascend to immortals.

In the end, he succeeded.

It's just that he has only been promoted to immortal all his life, but he is already white-headed, when the immortal door is opened, and the immortal sound is ethereal, he has no sense of belonging to fame, and when he is the head of the entire immortal cultivation world, he doesn't even have a sense of pride.

There is only anticipation and excitement.

The door to the reunion has been opened, and he can't wait to fly up, closing his eyes, with the expectation of passing through the immortal gate where the immortal light lingers and the sacred and incomprehensible thing.

"Hah, here comes another one. "

A hoarse voice said.

Mo Yimeng got goosebumps, he looked at the divine light in a daze, and the picture above suddenly disappeared, and some were just a blood red, suffocating blood red.

That voice was not the actual voice, the divine light reflected the memories of the old man who captured the sky, or Fu Xia Zhen.

And this voice, in the way of divine thoughts, forced so that Mo Yi, a bystander, can hear it as if in a dream, which is enough to see how unforgettable this voice is for the owner of memory.

Or rather, fear.

There is no longer a picture of the divine light, some are just one piece after another of blood red, and through the divine light, Mo can smell the suffocating smell of blood, and all that can be perceived in the divine mind is "fear", "collapse", "despair" and other endless negative emotions.

Mo Yi was silent, what is there in the fairy world grass that can make a demon who is proud of the entire immortal cultivation world so frightened.

He didn't know that the old man was the third creature he had seen who had experienced the fairy world, the first was the Blood Sword, the soul was damaged without any memory, and the second was the White Spirit Fairy in the Immortal Collection, and the depiction of the fairy world was mysterious and mysterious.

The third, the old man who captures the sky, is also secretive about the fairy world.

"Do you remember anything about the Blood Sword?" Mo Yi turned his head and asked, but he was suddenly stunned.

Because the bloody sword was trembling, the sword body couldn't stop shaking slightly, and the whole sword conveyed the taste of fear.

"The voice. Mo Yi suddenly found the cause of the problem.

The Blood Sword didn't seem to answer any of Mo Yi's questions, and Mo Yi also chose to let the Blood Sword be alone and quiet.

Suddenly, the blood color in the divine light slowly faded, and Mo Yi subconsciously grabbed the Demon Sealing Sword, thinking that the transformation of the Heaven Snatching Old Man was over.

But the next moment, all the blood of the divine light faded, but another picture appeared.

Mo Yi was shocked just by looking at it, staring intently at the divine light.

In the divine light, there was a vast white earth, the sky was snow-white, and the air was at a deadly low temperature, and it was lifeless at a glance.

"Immortal Realm?!" Mo Yi's eyes were blazing, staring closely at the picture in the divine light.

In the divine light, Fu Xia Zhen was walking on the ground, and his appearance at this time was the same as when the divine light picture was cut off before, but between the tired and frightened eyebrows, the expression of time could already be seen.

Fu Xia really went through something, something terrible.

He finally arrived here, and his eyes revealed the expectation and pursuit that Mo Yi was familiar with and that had not changed for thousands of years.

Mo Yi, who was in front of the divine light, was not moved, even after an unknown number of years, he still maintained his original intention.

Heavenly Maiden, does it really have such a big influence on him......

And at this time, an ancient city really appeared in the distance of Fuxia!

Mo Yi's eyes widened in front of the divine light, this ancient city is the ancient city where Mo Yi is at this moment!

Here, it's the abyss of all worlds!

"I've come here from the fairy world...... What kind of thing did Fuxia really go through? Mo Yi also noticed that the strength that Fu Xia Zhen showed when he was in a hurry in the divine light was only the peak of vastness.

Fu Xia Zhen encountered the same thing as Mo Yi, white giant hands, dried corpses like a sea, and all kinds of terrifying ancient corpses.

But Fu Xia Zhen's methods shocked Mo Yi, Fu Xia Zhen when he was not yet in the fall, although he still showed terrifying strength under the suppression of the abyss of ten thousand worlds.

Tens of millions of dry corpses, the ancient corpse powerhouse broke out of the ancient city wall and came surgingly, he was alone, facing tens of millions, just lightly stepped forward, raised his hand, and pushed out.

An illegible wall was pushed out, it was the Wall of Sighs, and anyone who faced it could only sigh and turn back, and any living creature that was crushed by the wall turned to dust.

Thousands of dried corpses turned into dirt and dust, and this shocking scene made Mo Yi speechless, wanting to say something to express his shock, but it was like a fish in his throat.

With all kinds of heavenly spells, all kinds of terrifying means, and endless mana, he alone was a whole immortal army, and he alone opened up a path to the center of the ancient city.

The sea of corpses is endless, but Rao is like this, Fu Xia Zhen's face still does not change, at this time he is already suspected of being an immortal, and his shot is a different phase of heaven and earth, and the Nine Heavens God Thunder is pinching and waving, incredible, and the terrifying means can always exceed Mo Yi's imagination.

He walked to the center of the ancient city, the royal palace.

As he was about to push open the golden doors of the palace, a slender jade hand landed on his shoulder.

The familiar aura suddenly enveloped him from behind him.

Although his head was white, he seemed to have returned to his youth, when he stood behind her, counting her black hair.

At this time, the entire divine light was trembling, and Mo Yi, who was outside the divine light, felt a joy like the collapse of heaven and earth, excited, who is the owner of the jade hand, the answer is about to come out.

He turned around and wanted to pour out thousands of years of words.

At this time, a white light came down in front of him, and he couldn't open his eyes, as if it illuminated the entire universe and the whole world.

He died, his body fell to the ground, and in the divine light, a woman stood in front of him.

A piece of sackcloth fell lightly and covered his body.

Mo also recognized that this was the shroud he had gotten.

At the end of the divine light, the picture slowly moved to the woman, and the woman stared at the divine light, as if looking at Mo Yi in front of the divine light.

In an instant, Mo Yi's cold hairs stood up, and his whole body cultivation burst out to protect himself without reservation.

In the picture of the divine light, the woman's two eyes are as black as an abyss, and there is a blood spring flowing out of it, and the monstrous sadness comes to the face, I don't know if it is from the woman, or Fu Xia Zhen.

"It's you! it's you!" Mo Yi looked horrified and called out.

The next moment, the divine light collapsed.