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Six hundred and ninetieth IX panic(1/2)

The power of the ancestral vein was evaporating, like the sea was rolling, completely wrapping Jiang Xiaofan and Xian Yuewu. Based on the power of the ancestral vein in a big world, the cultivation speed of the two was tens of millions of miles per second, which was unimaginable.

"Ka!"

Another crisp sound came, and the fairy moon dance stepped into the fifth level of Xuanxian.

Jiang Xiaofan's speed was a little slow because he had reached the Ninth Level of Xuanxian Heaven. The bottleneck of this last small step was extremely stable. It was too difficult to enter the Three Pure Land from the Ninth Level of Heaven.

"But... if you are here, you can do it!"

Jiang Xiaofan's eyes shone with a divine light.

The divine light of the ancestral vein outside the body kept surrounding him, as if a big world had wrapped him in it, making him feel indescribable. He did not doubt the vastness of the power of the ancestral vein at all. Give him some more time, just in this ancestral vein, it only takes one day, and he believed that he could enter the Three Pure Land.

The god around is too pure!

This is the true light of heaven and earth, which contains Tao and Dharma, which is even more amazing than the infinite magical medicine.

"Buzz!"

He no longer cared about other things, and devoted himself to the Buddhist scriptures and Taoist scriptures.

Even the small world in his body surged again, and the unparalleled light of the ancestral vein surged into it, quickly absorbed by this mysterious space, allowing it to grow wildly.

The huge ancestral vein Tianlong looked down at Jiang Xiaofan and Xian Yuewu. I wonder if it was because of the mysterious space in Jiang Xiaofan's body that the light wrapped around the ancestral vein gradually slowed down. However, it was only a moment. In the next moment, the more vast ancestral divine light surged up, like a sea tide bursting, drowned.

"boom!"

Jiang Xiaofan felt comfortable all over, and the mysterious world in his body was growing rapidly.

"Crazy!"

In the colorful divine lake in the center, ancient Fusang trees swayed, sweeping out the divine light in the sky. At the same time, the colorful divine lake slightly rippled out, filled with an extremely rich breath of life.

In this space, the once small stream gradually became more majestic, surging waves, turning tens of meters high. The once small forest became extremely abundant, and they were growing vigorously and had reached dozens of meters high.

A little white rabbit jumped out further away and then quickly rushed into the grass next to it.

Jiang Xiaofan was not surprised by this, because he had already discovered that the mysterious small world in his body had been nurtured in the mysterious small world. Although these living organisms are very ordinary, this has great significance. This is almost a real world model!

"Buzz!"

The fairy light flows, and this mysterious small world is expanding rapidly.

At the same time, Jiang Xiaofan's own cultivation was also on the verge of thousands of miles and his progress was rapid.

It's amazing!

"Can do it!"

Jiang Xiaofan talked to himself.

He wants to enter the Three Pure Land, he wants to leave the Androsis.

It has been more than a year since he was here. For a monk, more than a year has not been very long, but he missed Ziwei, and his concern was there. He could never return to the earth, but he had to go back to Ziwei.

Ye Yuanxue, Bing Xin, Ye Qiuyu, Liu Chengan, Qin Luo, Chen Yifeng...

Heavy names surged into his mind. He wanted to go back to Ziwei, but he wanted to see them.

"I want to enter the Three Pure Land, I want to go back!"

He muttered to himself in his heart.

The speed of Buddhist scriptures and Taoist scriptures was running faster, and his cultivation was steadily improving. At this moment, he had entered the middle stage of the Ninth Level of Xuanxian, quickly heading towards the peak of the Three Pure Land, and moving forward all the way.

"boom!"

The powerful divine light rolled in this space, and the power of the ancestral vein surged up one after another, never stopping.

"I want to go back!"

Jiang Xiaofan's eyes contained unparalleled divine light, and he shouted in his heart.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. The power of the ancestral vein of a great world is for him to practice. This is simply allowing him to constantly devour magical medicine to strengthen himself. No one can get such an opportunity in the holy world. How could he miss such an opportunity? This is the best opportunity for him to achieve the Three Pure Ones.

"Buzz!"

He cried in his heart, madly induced the power of the ancestral vein to practice.

The starry sky is vast and no one knows how wide it is. Even the supreme existence of the Holy Heaven level cannot travel throughout the starry sky. At this moment, in an ancient star field in this dark star, a beautiful purple star is quietly hovering in the center, full of mystery and unknown.

This is the Ziwei Star, also the so-called Emperor Star.

"boom!"

At this moment, in an ancient desert of Ziweixing, the dazzling divine light surging thousands of miles away.

"Xia Fengming, you are degenerate..."

A man in blue had bleeding from the corners of his mouth, but his face was very calm and elegant.

"snort!"

On the other side, a tall figure stepped forward, with a shocking blood ray all over his body.

This is the holy son of the Shura clan.

There was another person next to him, with a slender body and a weak expression. It was Xia Fengming, the saint of the Xia family.

"The battlefield of the heaven in the starry sky has begun, and all the old monks who have reached the Luotian realm have disappeared." The Saint Shura sneered and stared at the man in green: "The chaotic world has really begun. No matter how strong the man on Piaomiao Peak is, he cannot protect you. Kill you today and leave a bunch of dry bones for that person. When he appears again, it will definitely be very painful."

"Swish!"

Suddenly, the void next to the man in blue cracked open, and a black figure covered in blood stepped out.

"Qin Luo was taken away by those people, and the two women around him were said to have been taken back by the Ye family..."

The black figure has no expression on his face.

He held a blood-stained fairy sword in his hand, trembling slightly.

"Thanks……"

The man in green spoke, with a rare cold look in his eyes.

"Swish!"

"Swish!"

"Swish!"

The space in front trembled slightly, and after the black figure appeared, several figures stepped out one after another.

The auras on their bodies were extremely powerful, and the unparalleled Taoist surging in all directions. One of them spoke and stared at the black figure next to the man in blue. His voice was as cold as ice: "Little ant, you have a lot of ability..."

"Kill them!"

The Saint Shura spoke, his eyes were extremely loud.

"boom!"

The unparalleled god can surround this desert, and the man in green and the black figure is extremely powerful, but now facing these enemies in front of them, they are at an absolute disadvantage and are retreating step by step...

In another ancient god forest...

"Let my uncle come out!"

A young man of seventeen or eighteen roared, with gold and silver light all over his body, and thunder rolled over his head.

"Just a little kid, who do you think you are!"

Someone sneered.

"Kill... no, suppress him, wait for the little beast to appear!"

Another spoke.

"boom!"

Unparalleled pressure was vast, the void was ruined, and the earth was covered with cracks.

"ah!"

The 17 or 18-year-old boy roared.

His whole body was covered with blood, and even his hair was dyed red. However, despite this, his combat power was still terrible. The golden holy light and silver divine light were surging, and the purple sky thunder surrounded him like an invincible guardian general.

"When I see him, I think of that little beast, I deserve to die!"

“It’s a lineage, very good, very good!”

"Have the style of that person back then!"

The eyes of the group were extremely grim.

At the end of the east of Ziwei Star, the Ye family...

"Sister, Qin Luo..."

In the deepest secret room of the Ye family, Ling Yue, wearing a red shirt, was crying sadly.

On the stone platform ahead, another woman was sitting cross-legged unconsciously. It was Ling Shuang. At this moment, there was no blood on her face, and the breath of life was faint and pitiful, like a small flame, which could be annihilated at any time.

The sea god, Bing Xin, Ye Qiuyu, and the three of them are healing her wounds together.
To be continued...
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