The old demon Wutong is too powerful. Although he loses most of his body, with his immortal vitality, he will grow back one day in the future.

But I will definitely not be able to escape after being weak for a hundred years.

Chen Xinghe was floating and humming a small song and walked towards the jurisdiction of Qingtianzong.

Although it has been two hundred years since the dissolution of the Qingtian Sect, in the eyes of the advanced cultivators, two hundred years are just a blink of an eye.

At present, the Chihuang Tianren was in panic, and countless families plundered resources and fled, which made this vast world appear as rare tranquility.

Those families that harmed the places flocked to leave, and half of them were less powerful and blessed, so ordinary people naturally lived better.

For the lower-level monks, the invasion of the demon world and eroding the world will take hundreds of years no matter how fast it is. It is enough for them to complete their lives, but it will only make future generations suffer, so there is no need to force the children to practice, just let it go.

Chen Xinghe walked along the way and sighed to himself: "This is probably the tranquility before the war. For most people of Chihuangtian, it is in the lying stage."

Large families migrated away, and medium and small families were temporarily arrested by major sects, and monks were drawn to enrich the defense line.

There are also many micro forces who received orders to prepare for war in their local area, or dig tunnels into the mountains to seek a way out for future generations.

During this period, magic traces appeared frequently in various places, destroying some important facilities.

Every time Chen Xinghe went, he devoured the demonic energy, used the real demon curse to attract the demons, and waved them away and refined them.

This move benefits the local area, and reduces many threats to the people, and lives a little more and more prosperous life.

Chen Xinghe knew that the four major sects were accumulating strength. No matter how much pressure they were under on the defense line, he had to adjust his combat power even if he tightened his belt. He came over to fight him to the death.

This time he returned, he did intentionally restore the sect's laws, at least to a small extent, and then organize people to enrich the Huangquan Fortress.

The four major sects do not allow Qingtian Sect to rekindle its fate.

Chen Xinghe has reached the level now, and he has vaguely seen that the four major sects have no chance of winning against the Demon Realm! Once the Demon Realm is defeated, Chihuangtian will gain amazing room for development.

Therefore, there is a series of thrilling plots behind this battle. If the four families become five families and divide their fortunes, it is equivalent to making wedding clothes for others.

This creates a contradiction. Once the four major sects do one thing at any cost, there is almost no word failure.

The long road was long, and Chen Xinghe did not go to any city to use the teleportation array.

Because those teleportation arrays have been taken over.

As long as he appears, the space near the teleportation array will be locked immediately. At that time, he will attack him in groups, and even if he practices to achieve his goals, he will not want to make him look sexy.

In this way, you can only cross the Chihuangtian, and take a leisurely journey for about three or four months.

Chen Xinghe didn't want to hurry up.

After becoming a cultivator of Chihuangtian, he had not traveled seriously in the world. He happened to take advantage of this opportunity to go to more places and indirectly lead the pursuers behind him.

A month and a half passed in a blink of an eye. On this day, Chen Xinghe was refining alchemy in a barren mountain and wilderness, and saw colorful purples and red colors piled up in the sky.

Such scenes are beautiful, but they contain terrifying murderous intent.

He was not distracted, and held a palm-leaf fan in his hand, increasing his strength to incite the strange wind, blowing towards the purple sycamore wood gathered under the alchemy furnace.

Threads of phoenix divine fire wrapped around the alchemy furnace, and a refreshing breath of medicine aroused.

Chen Xinghe slapped at the furnace cover with force, and the vibration force progressed layer by layer, and soon a ball of crimson poison gas was shaken out.

The 129,600 medicinal materials in the stove are slowly fusing, with incredible amounts of impurities.

After a moment, the crimson poison gas turned dark purple, and the toxicity rose to a new level.

Is this alchemy? It's simply poison refining.

The colors around the sky became thicker and thicker, and then dozens of light columns blocked the world.

Chen Xinghe was dedicated to refining the alchemy and scented the palm fan in his hand more diligently. As long as the divine fire under the furnace became weaker, he would add sycamore wood.

"Crack..." The sky in the distance broke, and the majestic water was like a Milky Way falling to the sky.

The radius of thousands of miles turned into Heze at a speed visible to the naked eye. Then the water level rose wildly, and in just half a quarter of an hour, it reached a small mountain 200 feet high that Chen Xinghe was refining alchemy.

The water level continued to rise. Chen Xinghe originally sat on the mountain to refine elixirs, but now he has been sitting under the water to refine elixirs.

He looked around, and did not move, but fanned the air.

The water was fierce, but it immediately evaporated when approaching the alchemy furnace. No matter how much pressure the person behind it created, it could not break through to within fifty feet.

The water is full and the water volume is amazing.

This is sea water, I don’t know where to arrange it, as a spell casting medium, and prepare to clamp the target.

Chen Xinghe raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and electricity suddenly burst out from his body, and then the sea water swayed violently, forming a huge vortex with him as the center.

There is salt in the sea, and electrolyzing seawater can make salt.

A white salt column appeared in front of him. After growing to thirteen feet, Chen Xinghe raised his hand and slapped him.

"Bang..." A large number of salt blocks shattered and collapsed, and the ball of poisonous gas above the furnace poured into the salt block, and the salt block turned into countless tiny crystals while rubbing.

The lightning suddenly broke out, and the whirlpool stirred wildly. A large number of salt bricks appeared at Chen Xinghe's feet, and they were spread out to create a salt crystal palace.

This is a really amazing masterpiece. It takes sea salt to quickly build a palace, and soon even the palace walls are ready, and then a maze appears outside the palace wall.

Chen Xinghe sneered and continued to refine the elixir. This furnace of elixir may not be successful, but once it succeeds, it will shake the world.

The number of 129,600 is one yuan. Such many medicinal materials are like a mess, and it is normal for them to conflict with each other.

Chen Xinghe used the conflict between medicinal materials to increase his medicinal power and prepared to refine a One Yuan Resurrection Dao Pill.

This pill is extraordinary and should not appear. The way of heaven will inevitably suppress it with all its strength.

It doesn’t matter! Even if it fails, once the Heavenly Way is suppressed, it can still resist with the Nine-line Hunyuan power.

If someone who doesn’t open his eyes comes to tease him at this time, then I’m sorry! Help us with the disaster!

Looking at the flooding scene around, Chen Xinghe knew that this alchemy could be much easier this time.

Suddenly, a sound came into the hall.

"Chen Xinghe, your death is here."

"Where is so much nonsense? If you want to do it, do it. Even if you are a monk of the Chihuangtian Mahayana, you are arrogant and almost invincible in this world! However, once I pass the tribulation and march into the Mahayana, you are all my shields for the tribulation."

Threat, a bare-hearted threat.

In fact, Chen Xinghe, who is stuck at the peak of the Tribulation Period and may be promoted to become a Mahayana monk at any time, is the most terrifying!

Because this bastard is full of great cause and effect and karma, it is possible to cause such a catastrophe as the Mahayana monk. But he has practiced the extraordinary skill of the Nine Tribulations of Huangquan Art, and whoever goes up will be unlucky.

If one stepping stone is not enough, then two will come. If one disagreement triggers the heavenly tribulation of the world. Is there any enemy that is more disgusting and depressing than this?

"Dong..." Suddenly, a bell sounded.

Chen Xinghe was very familiar with this kind of bell and frowned slightly and said, "Clock of All Worlds?"
Chapter completed!