Gou Zai God seeks longevity

Chapter 727 Monitoring the world? I am a stubborn stone

boom!
The golden-winged roc's soul detonated, and its body collapsed into large pieces of flesh and blood.

Rather Stick to your guns.

The purple-robed immortal did not expect that the other party would act so decisively.

The true spirit-level golden-winged roc is still useful, how can a rare true spirit beast be destroyed?

He turns his fingers into palms!
The palm seems to encompass a whole world, all-encompassing.

The power of the golden-winged roc's self-destruction formed a wave, surging away in all directions.

This power cannot destroy the world in the palm, and is gradually eliminated by the power in the palm.

The flying flesh and blood was contained in the palm, not a drop could leak out.

The flesh and blood of the golden-winged roc in the heart of the purple-robed cactus is still there, so it is carefully preserved in the palm.

Next, it can only take time.

There was a hint of purple in the eyes of the purple-robed immortal, and his eyes were like lightning, scanning back and forth in the void, looking for the owner of the golden-winged roc.

Running away will only expose your whereabouts, hiding is the best option.

Jia Ren was frozen in place, like a stone, with vivid breath and energy.

The clone of the golden-winged roc proved with actual actions that it could not escape from death even at a top speed of 300,000 miles in an instant.

The golden-winged roc's eyes were lifeless and its soul was completely lost.

The purple figure flashed and disappeared like a bubble.

The ever-changing surface changes the secrets of heaven, affects one's own qi and secrets, and prevents discovery.

There is no relevant atmosphere here.

In the end, nothing was found.

This is also the reason why I returned to my hometown after three years.

It seems that there is no such person in the world...

For three years, I have been tracking the soul with the secret techniques of immortality, but I can't find any corresponding power of the soul.

He memorized the fluctuations of the soul and energy, so that next time he meets this immortal, he will be able to find him as soon as possible.

"Hmph, you're lucky! You won't be so lucky if you meet me next time!"

This loss is all attributed to the unknown people who don't know how to praise.

"If you ruin my good mood, I want to see where you can escape!"

I don’t know how many winds and rains this place has gone through, but the years have left no trace on the stubborn rocks.

Ling Huan's true heart has been refined long ago, reaching the level of skill, and his ability to discern crises is far better than whim.

As Taiyi Jade Immortal, he naturally has a way to resurrect the golden-winged roc from the dead, but it only costs a price.

Ten million miles!
The purple-robed immortal couldn't find the slightest bit of energy related to it.

Three million miles!

The unknown force is still lingering in this area, as if it will continue until the end of time.

The purple-robed immortal revived the golden-winged roc, and retained a ray of Jia Ren's soul in his palm, which he used as a medium to display the secret magic of immortality.

It becomes a witness, and both humans and animals are passers-by, passing by here in a hurry.

The only question is... can my concealment and disguise methods be concealed from others?
Purple eyes can see the secrets of heaven, and everything within a million miles can be seen in the palm of your hand, every detail visible.

He had a premonition that the danger was not over!

There was a premonition in the dark, urging him to eradicate the root cause, otherwise, there would be a disaster in the future.

The purple-robed Taoist is terrifyingly powerful and seems to have mastered the laws of space. Once discovered by this person, escaping will be as difficult as climbing to heaven.

Jia Ren has not been exposed from the beginning to the end, and has always maintained a distance of thousands of miles from the Golden-winged Dapeng.

"Hmph, you are lucky! I will definitely have a chance to find you in the future."

After he controlled the golden-winged roc to explode, he did not choose to escape.

Jia Ren never showed up and remained stubborn.

Before the three declines of heaven and man come, the inexplicable power of surveillance will disappear.

The purple-robed immortal has no doubts about the inexplicable connection between heaven and earth.

The white horse passed by, and before you knew it, it disappeared for a thousand years.

A purple figure appeared out of thin air, with a golden-winged roc in its palm. Its aura and strength were the same as before.

The purple-robed immortal ran away again, as if he had given up completely.

Time flies, three years have passed.

The purple-robed immortal monitors this world by unknown means.

As long as there is a slight movement that arouses this person's suspicion, he will definitely move away and his body will die.

The ubiquitous sense of crisis is like a sharp blade floating above your head, ready to be cut off at any time.

It became instinct for Jia Ren to remain in a stubborn state, and his thinking gradually became rigid. It took a long time before a trivial consciousness flashed through him.

He didn't dare to use his fairy power for fear of attracting attention and causing all his previous efforts to be wasted.

If this state continues for thousands of years, you will really treat yourself like a stone.

I don’t know when these days will end.

A strange green horse pulling a carriage slowly passed by, and a child of six or seven years old with braids sticking up from the window stuck his head out of the car window, his eyes sparkling.

He jumped out of the car window and almost fell over. He stabilized his body and ran around like a free puppy.

"Qing'er, don't run around! Be careful not to fall."

A soft cry sounded, the carriage stopped, and a beautiful woman under thirty years old stepped out of the car and quickly chased after her.

The child turned his head to look and quickly quickened his pace.

He didn't notice that there was a dark stone under his feet, blocking his running path.

thump!

The child fell heavily to the ground, face down, and lay down like a wild goose falling on the sand.

"Ouch!"

The child did not cry, but screamed in pain.

He quickly got up and kicked the rock.

"Ah! It hurts me to death!"

The kick did not kick away the stubborn rocks on the ground, but it caused him to squat on the ground in pain, holding his right foot and screaming.

The beautiful woman who was chasing him hurriedly ran to the child, her eyes full of concern.

She took off the child's shoes made of unknown fur, and felt heartbroken when she saw that the big toe of her right foot was swollen into a carrot.

"Why are you so reckless!" "Fortunately, there is a healing pill."

The beautiful woman took out a carefully preserved jade bottle and gave the child the life-saving elixir.

Du Yuanqing did not take the elixir and said quickly: "Isn't this the elixir left by dad?"

"It's just a minor injury, don't waste the elixir."

Du Yuanqing knew that this elixir was very precious, so he kept it carefully.

"We find Daddy, and there will be more elixirs."

"Qing'er, be obedient and take the elixir quickly!"

Du Yuanqing took the pill, and the pill coat melted. The bitter taste filled his mouth. He endured the strange taste and swallowed the pill.

The elixir is not as delicious as pine nut candies!

This is his evaluation of the first pill he took in his life.

The toes no longer hurt, and there was a refreshing and cool feeling, which was extremely comfortable.

Is this an elixir?
Du Yuanqing learned the lesson from before and dug out the stone instead of kicking it.

The shell of mud and stone formed over time peeled away, revealing a black stone with a smooth surface that reflected a human face.

Du Yuanqing grabbed this palm-sized black stone and felt fond of it for no reason.

"What are you doing with this unlucky thing?"

The beautiful woman looked at the black stone and thought that it would hurt her son, so she decided to throw the black stone away.

"I do not want!"

"Isn't it okay for Qing'er to be obedient?"

The beautiful woman confirmed that the black stone had no edges and corners, was smooth and would not hurt anyone. Finally unable to defeat Du Yuanqing, he nodded and agreed.

The two of them got into the car, and the driver drove the alien green horse slowly in.

Du Yuanqing seemed to have found a new plaything. He couldn't put it down the black stone and played with it carefully.

Jia Ren felt the new changes, and his sleeping consciousness quietly awakened.

Finally left the previous place.

Mortal?
He was quite disappointed.

The area of ​​activity of a mortal is limited throughout his life. The vast majority of people move within a thousand miles throughout their life, which is far from being able to escape the influence of unknown forces.

At least monks in the transformation stage have a chance to take themselves out of danger.

This step is a long way to go.

The most worrying thing is that when mortals die, they will never forget themselves and take them to the grave to be buried with them.

I hope I don’t have a bad fate...

The green horse marched into the distance, heading towards a small town that was vaguely visible.

Just at this moment, a man in black took up the escape light and flew over.

"Fairy?!"

The driver couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw the immortal flying in the sky heading straight for him.

The next moment, a black sword flashed, cutting both men and horses into two pieces.

Blood spurted out, staining the curtains on the carriage red, and the strong smell of blood filled the air.

The beautiful woman covered her son's eyes, not wanting him to see the bloody scene.

Du Yuanqing also realized something and did not cry. He seemed to be infected by his mother's fear and felt an inexplicable fear.

"A few mortals want Yu to take action. It's really killing a chicken with a sledgehammer!"

The sword flashed and the carriage was cut into two from the middle, the cut surface was as smooth as a mirror.

The car body split from the middle, exposing the two people hidden inside.

"Isn't it good to stay in a remote place?"

"Why do you have to come here to seek death?!"

The man in black looked at the two of them, his eyes unwavering.

"He's just a child, can you let him live?" The beautiful woman hugged Du Yuanqing tightly, begging in her eyes.

"late!"

The sword flashed, and a head flew out with hot blood gushing out.

The hot blood was poured on Du Yuanqing's body, making his body cold and weak.

The most beloved mother is dead...

Why did he do this!

Du Yuanqing didn't understand why there were such bad people in the world, and why he wanted to kill the person he loved the most!
Why should we be so cruel as a human being? !

The black knife in the man's hand flashed and slashed at the child.

The sword flashed and he turned to leave.

only……

A mouthful of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and the magical weapon he controlled became unresponsive.

???

The man in black turned his head, only to find that the knife that was slashing at the child had missed its position and struck a black stone.

The black stone was intact, but his magical weapon... was destroyed.

"What kind of treasure is this?!"

"Treasures from heaven and earth or treasures from heaven?!"

The man in black was stunned for a moment, and then stared at Black Stone with burning eyes.

There is no doubt that this is a valuable treasure!
"Haha, God help me! Yu Mou finally has his luck!"

Du Yuanqing realized the problem. He grabbed the black stone and threw it with all his strength.

The stone thrown was not accurate and the direction was too far.

"That's it?"

The man in black was worried that the power of this attack should not be underestimated, so he condensed it into a defensive shield to protect himself.

In the end, it was just a false alarm.

He didn't notice that the black stone was like a boomerang, flying back with a beautiful parabola.

The defensive shield was torn, and the black stone penetrated the head, but not a drop of blood was stained.

(End of this chapter)