I can travel a million miles

on the ruins.

Dozens of disheveled monks landed on top of the ruined walls, many of them even had blood stains on their bodies, and there was sadness in their eyes.

Someone sighed, but when they looked forward, they immediately turned into respect and bowed their heads.

Everyone is the surviving monk of Daotian Holy Land.

Daotian Holy Land is one of the six great holy lands, and it is almost the oldest holy land. Originally, there were tens of thousands of outer disciples, hundreds of inner disciples, 17 people who were also true disciples, five elders, and seven peak masters. It is dead seven seven eight eight.

There are only three or four true disciples left, all the elders are dead, and only two peak masters are alive.

Even though the foundation of the sect is still there, and the treasury of the sect has not been plundered by the Shura, but it has been so dilapidated that even the ancestor Daotian Zhenjun is rumored to have fallen, and the Daotian Holy Land can be regarded as extinct after today.

Even if there are disciples who can support the legal system of Daotian Holy Land in the future, it can hardly be regarded as the continuation of Daotian Holy Land.

In front of everyone.

Xue Yiqiu, the head of the true disciples, was standing sideways, suppressing the grief in his heart, and answering several questions asked by Chen Mu.

"……I see."

After Chen Mu asked the last question, he looked up into the distance and murmured.

With the memory of the Asura Clan's soul search, and Xue Yiqiu's answer, he basically already knows about the situation in this world.

Seeing Chen Mu staring at the sky in silence, Xue Yiqiu bit the corner of his lips, and finally asked in a trembling voice: "I would like to ask senior, a long time ago, my master Dao Tianzhen joined the Nine Great True Lords to attack the Asura clan, but He has never returned, and the soul lamp in the sect is also dimmed. I don't know that my master is now... is he..."

Chen Mu turned his head slowly, looked at Xue Yiqiu, only looked at her calmly, and responded in a non-emotional tone: "It has already fallen."

In the memory of the Shura clan, there is the scene of the fall of Lord Daotianzhen.

There are only three true kings of the Shura clan who entered this world, and their cultivation bases are not high, and the highest one is the unity of all paths, but the three of them hold a heavenly seal of the heavenly king of the Shura clan.

Although it is impossible for the Heavenly Seal made by Tianjun to display the real power of Tianjun, it can still show a tenth of it.

Under the repulsion and suppression of this world, this tenth will be weakened by more than half, but even so, it is still not something Zhenjun Yuanying can resist.

Therefore, five of the ten true kings of the human race were directly wiped out that day.

The other five survived because of the distance and were only affected by the aftermath. However, their Nascent Souls were also shattered, their Dao marks were shattered, and they were all severely injured.

Logically speaking, the Shura tribe has a heavenly king, and it is only a matter of thought if they want to take this world. There is no need to put these Shura tribe people in this world to fight with the human race.

Most likely, the Shura clan wanted not only this world and resources, but also wanted to use this world as a place for those true kings and many clansmen to hone and practice.

"Occupying this world is still not enough, you have to use the human race in this world as a touchstone for sharpening..."

Chen Mu was indifferent.

Here Xue Yiqiu heard Chen Mu's response, even though he already had an answer in his heart, his face turned pale for a moment and his body shook slightly.

...

Although the soul lamp went out, never came back, could not be contacted, rumors of death and many other news before, but she and the whole Daotian Holy Land still had hope. Hearing Chen Mu's words at this time, that little extravagant hope finally came to an end. completely extinguished.

Although I have never heard of Chen Mu's name, but the supernatural power far exceeds that of a real person, it cannot be faked. Such a person who is Xu Shi's No.11 true king of the human race, if he says that the Daotian Zhenjun has fallen, it must be true Fallen.

"Senior, I don't know what we should do in the future..."

A young monk covered in blood behind him spoke tremblingly to Chen Mu.

Daotian Zhenjun fell, Daotian Holy Land was destroyed, if that's all, the key is that the Shura clan is now showing that it seems that the human race is no longer able to match.

At this time, everyone felt desolate in their hearts, and after the desolation, they were confused.

Where to go?
Daotian Holy Land has been destroyed, will other Holy Lands be next, and then the entire human race, will perish in the world and be completely controlled and raised by the Shura Clan?
Although Chen Mu appeared in the human race again, five of the top ten true kings have fallen. This bloody battle between the human race and the Shura clan seems to be really hopeless.

"Merge into other Taoist sects."

Chen Mu glanced into the distance, and spoke in a simple tone.

Without Daotian Zhenjun, none of the remaining scattered monks are qualified to attack the realm of Zhenjun. Even if the legal system of Daotian Holy Land is maintained, it is in name only and meaningless.

heard.

Xue Yiqiu and the others had desolation in their eyes.

"Should I go to other holy places... but I don't know how long other holy places can resist..."

Someone murmured.

At this time, Chen Mu retracted his gaze, glanced at the crowd calmly, and said, "It won't take long, three days will tell."

This time the Shura Clan didn't just want to destroy the Daotian Holy Land, but planned to complete their efforts in one battle. While the five true kings of the human race were all seriously injured, they also wanted to destroy the other five holy lands.

Otherwise, if the real kings of the human race are all healed from their injuries and meet in one place, it will be difficult to deal with it in a short time, and it is not what the Shura tribe is willing to see. Small things such as occupying and ruling the subterranean world cannot be done well, which will attract the attention of the heavenly kings in the clan. Not happy, that would be a disaster among the brutally competitive Shura clan.

"what do you mean?"

Xue Yiqiu couldn't help asking in surprise when he heard Chen Mu's words.

Chen Mu said casually: "At the most three days, the Shura clan will gather for a general attack."

talking.

Chen Mu didn't continue to talk too much, and stepped forward with his hands behind his back. The whole person quickly disappeared into nothingness like a dream bubble.

Only Xue Yiqiu and many remaining monks from Daotian Holy Land were left, each of them looked at each other in blank dismay, some of them even looked terrified.

"This……"

In at most three days, the Shura clan will have a decisive battle with the five holy lands?

That is to say, the survival of the human race in this world is only three days away!
After a short silence.

Swish!
Someone controls the escape light and flies towards the distant sky.

"Master Xu Feng, where are you going!"

Seeing this, a monk from behind immediately asked from a distance.

I only heard the heavy voice of Peak Master Xu coming from the sky: "Since it's a decisive battle within three days, I'm going to Linlang Holy Land, and I will contribute as much as I can."

...

The voice fell, and everyone looked at each other.

Xue Yiqiu took a deep breath, thinking that when Chen Mu spoke earlier, there was no fear in his eyes, only flatness, and the light in his eyes gathered, and said: "Although the master is no longer there, it is said that the five true monarchs are still in retreat. The injury has not recovered, but there is still that senior-like hidden master just now in the world, and we may not lose!"

"Not bad!"

Someone responded in a loud voice, "I'm going to Linlang Holy Land too!"

All of a sudden, several rays of light disappeared from the ruins and headed towards the distant sky.

Xue Yiqiu looked at the rest of the clan who looked sad, as if they hadn't recovered from the pain, and wanted to say something, but in the end he sighed, didn't say any more, and headed in one direction by riding the light.

I don't know how long it took.

The ruins of Daotian Holy Land were finally empty, and there was no one there anymore, and all the legal system treasuries were taken away, leaving only ruins.

And just after everyone disappeared, on the top of the tallest collapsed peak, Chen Mu's figure quietly emerged, standing there, looking at the sky from a distance, with a calm expression.

If there were no accidents in the general attack of the Shura clan, the five holy places would indeed be unable to resist it.

But now.

He came to the potential spirit world, and this so-called general attack was just a joke.

Chen Mu shook his head slightly, but he didn't intend to waste effort to hunt out the Shura clan one by one in advance, just wait for three days, just in these three days, he can also get used to the world of the subterranean world At that time, the world will not reject him so much.

As for the Celestial Sovereigns of the Asura Clan, and the ancient Celestial Ancestor who was rumored to have passed the Seventh Heaven of Transformation God a long time ago... there is no threat to him.

Now that he is at the second level of the Yangshen, the power of the Yangshen is comparable to that of the Heavenly Monarch of the Sixth Level of the God of Transformation, and also has the power of immortality. It is difficult for him to be truly threatened even at the seventh level of the God of Transformation or even at a higher level.

If you want to threaten his life and death, you can only refine the virtual power!

The power of refining the void, vertical and horizontal, regardless of cause and effect, can even forcibly destroy a large world and kill hundreds of millions of creatures. Even a Yangshen cultivator can engrave a mark with his thoughts and resurrect from any mark. Xu Da can also trace the source in the void and destroy all imprints.

"The second level of Yangshen is indeed weaker in front of the Almighty Alchemy, but if it reaches the third level of Yangshen... then it's a different world..."

Chen Mu murmured in his heart.

There are also soul cultivators in the Genyun River Basin, but there is no third-level Yangshen, only the second-level Yangshen at most.

But in other river basins, there are soul cultivators with three layers of Yangshen.

The third level of the Yang God is a very special level. In terms of cultivation and strength, it is only comparable to the monks of the Nine Heavens of Transformation God, but its indestructible Yang God has completely achieved perfection. !
A number of cultivators from the Ninth Heaven of Transformation God may be able to suppress or even defeat a Heavenly Monarch of the third level of the Yang God, but it is impossible to kill it, because it is impossible to shake the void of the boundary river.

In the same way, even refining virtual powers can't do it!

At most, it can only be suppressed or even sealed with the power of the void, killing can no longer be killed, it is impossible to shake the boundary river, and it is also difficult to separate the imprint of the Yang god from the void of the boundary river.

The world Chen Mu reflected in his thoughts is already vast and numerous. It can be said that soul points are harvested every day and every hour. With this kind of accumulation, he will have a chance to reach the third level of Yangshen within ten thousand years at most.

At that time, not to mention the Shura clan, even the entire Genyun River Basin, countless tribal creatures, and even the two Void Refining Powers who ruled one of the river valleys will no longer be able to threaten him.

I can travel a million miles