The world of Zhu Xian is not a good place.

Let’s not talk about the first war between good and evil. After all, those who died were practitioners from Qingyun Sect, Tianyin Temple and Demon Sect, so it’s not a big problem.

But the second cataclysm of the Beast God and the third cataclysm of the Ghost King were fucked.

The beast god's calamity went from the Hundred Thousand Mountains in the southern border to the foot of the Qingyun Mountain in the middle land. There were piles of bones wherever it passed, and five out of ten people in the world were wiped out.

The Ghost King's Tribulation coerced monks and ordinary people from all over the world to attack Qingyun Gate, killing at least hundreds of thousands of people.

And these two catastrophes are unreasonable.

Whether it was the Catastrophe of the Beast God or the Catastrophe of the Ghost King, all the places they passed were completely destroyed for no reason, and the strength of the two leaders was ridiculously high.

The top cultivator like Daoxuan, his fighting skills are only at the level of foundation building and golden elixir.

It is still limited to close combat of several feet, dozens of feet, etc.

But the beast god or Shura ghost king is different. They are giants hundreds of feet tall at every turn. They control the energy attacks that cover the sky and the earth. They are at least the level of gods.

The gap between the two is simply insurmountable.

Want to devote yourself to practice?

It's more like sitting and waiting to die.

"Unless you hide in the northeast, whether it is the catastrophe of the beast god or the ghost king, Qingyun Mountain will be a barrier, and the catastrophe will not extend further north."

Yi Qingchen suddenly smiled: "What's the point of hiding? Of course, the most ideal way is to nip the catastrophe in the cradle."

But what time is it now?

Changshengtang, this name is so familiar, it is one of the four major sects of the Demon Sect.

Naturally, the ones he remembered more deeply were the Ghost King Sect where the protagonist belonged, the women's sect Hehuan, and the poisonous young master from the Wandu Sect who was very pretentious when he first appeared but didn't achieve much in the future.

Changshengtang was the first major force to be eliminated ten years after the protagonist Zhang Xiaofan betrayed the Qingyun Sect, and his memory is still clear.

Oh, right.

Shang Zhengliang died during the first battle between good and evil.

Now that he is still the first, it means that the first war between good and evil has not yet broken out.

It's still very early.

Yi Qingchen was very satisfied, and then asked about geographical knowledge, power distribution and cultivation knowledge, and tortured him about Changshengtang's cultivation method "God's Will Immortality Kung Fu" and the method of refining magic weapons.

The cultivation technique is very crude and its efficiency is far inferior to Yi Qingchen’s ‘All-Seeing Divine Technique’.

At that time, the method of refining magic weapons was something that Yi Qingchen had never seen before, and it was very novel.

"It's a pity that my skill has been blocked, otherwise I could start refining the magic weapon now."

Yi Qingchen raised his hand to shatter the hearts of the two of them, collected their money and bought a large amount of grain and cloth to take back to Hejiazhuang.

This place belongs to the eastern part of Middle-earth, where the practice of spiritual practice is prevalent and various small sects emerge in endlessly.

Hidden cultivation here is like hiding from the court.

It's just that you can't take it with you in the village.

Yi Qingchen sent many things to He Dashan, and then took the remaining supplies into the mountains.

no way.

When he was practicing, the stars were either like pillars or the thunder was like the sea. If he continued to practice in the village, rumors would spread all over the sky sooner or later.

It's hard to believe that some righteous people will treat him as a demon and get rid of him.

The environment in the mountains is harsh, there are many snakes, insects, rats and ants, and many things are poisonous.

Yi Qingchen didn't care so much and just cut down trees and built a simple thatched hut to keep out the wind and rain.

There were a lot of poisonous insects the first night.

Yi Qingchen held the stone seal and caused the thunder to strike down. In the second half of the night, no more poisonous insects came.

Anyone who came close was beaten into powder.

Eventually, the hundred feet around the hut became Yi Qingchen's territory, and no snake, insect, rat or ant dared to come near.

Yi Qingchen devoted himself to cultivation, discarding the interference of spells, formations, magical weapons and other things, and absorbed spiritual energy, the power of stars, and the power of thunder every day, constantly improving his skills and physical strength.

With no distractions, your cultivation will improve rapidly.

Spring passes and summer comes, and autumn passes winter solstice.

All the leaves in the forest have fallen, and a thick layer of snow has accumulated on the ground.

Yi Qingchen shook off the ice and snow on his body and looked up gently.

The two rays of light are continuously magnifying from far to near.

The first ray of light is pure white, and the last ray of light is blood red.

Just from escaping the light, people will have the idea that good and evil are different and have contradictory characters.

"It's too early. If I can regain my full strength in another month, I won't have to be so constrained by then."

The golden light seal is getting thinner and thinner under the attacks from both internal and external parties, and it is estimated that the seal will be completely broken in about another month.

Pure white light fell to the ground, revealing the figure of a tall man.

"Little brother, leave as soon as possible. I am going to use the power of the cold pool here to fight against the demon cult demons. It may hurt innocent people. Please leave as soon as possible to avoid innocent people being implicated."

The man had a handsome face and hurriedly spoke out to persuade Yi Qingchen.

But while he was speaking, the blood glow had already fallen.

The tall man-looking demon from the Demon Cult said with a ferocious smile: "You have so many little thoughts when you are about to die. None of you can escape today. You will all die in my hands."

The decent man was furious, and with a pinch of his sword, the flying sword stabbed at the demon sect boy with a sharp cold light.

The big man demon showed no fear at all, he smiled contemptuously and his eyes shot out with blood.

Hit the flying sword impartially.

The flying sword immediately trembled and stopped in mid-air.

The decent man's complexion changed slightly, and he repeatedly activated the flying sword, but felt that the flying sword was getting heavier and heavier, and he couldn't help but feel more desperate.

Can't beat it!

"Let this innocent friend go, I am willing to hand over the Yanyang Jingtie."

The decent man said solemnly: "I also know the location of several other pieces of flaming sun iron. Together they are enough for you to refine the magic weapon."

The tall man sneered: "You don't have to go to so much trouble, I can still get the Yanyang Essence Iron by killing you!"

Yi Qingchen couldn't stand it anymore, so he jumped twenty feet and landed behind the tall man.

The decent man looked straight at the tall man's back.

The tall man was a little embarrassed and said sternly: "What are you looking at..."

boom!

Yi Qingchen had no idea of ​​holding back and punched the tall man directly into his chest.

Deadly and transparent.

The decent man's head was buzzing and his face was as white as snow.

It's so exciting.

This method of killing is far more dazzling, violent and uncomfortable than killing people with flying swords.

Yi Qingchen smiled slightly: "I am Taoist Taoist Taiyi, a casual cultivator. I wonder what I call you, brother?"

"Wei Shuanghua of Lieyan Sect has met Taoist Brother Taiyi. Thank you very much for your help."

Wei Shuanghua was a little reserved and didn't know what to say after finishing a sentence.

Yi Qingchen can beat the Demon Cult monster to death with one punch, and he can also beat him to death.

"Brother Wei, does he know about Qingyun Sect?"

"I know a little bit about it."

Wei Shuanghua said cautiously: "Our Lieyan Sect is not far from Qingyun Sect, and we have good relations with Qingyun Sect."

Yi Qingchen asked: "Has anything big happened in Qingyun Sect recently?"

Wei Shuanghua thought for a while, shook his head and said: "When I went out two months ago, my master just visited a good friend of Qingyun Sect. I never heard him say anything important about Qingyun Sect. Oh, by the way, it was a small village at the foot of Qingyun Mountain half a year ago.
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