thefictionvixens Chapter 180
Chapter 180
The news of the migration to the spirit world soon spread, like wings, spreading to all corners of the Eastern Wilderness Three Continents
All the Dao Sects, the Immortal Families, and countless scattered cultivators had just landed, and they didn't even sit on their asses, so they straightened out their disciples again, packed their bags, and set off towards Qingzhou
For a time, the overwhelming figure of the monk covered the entire firmament, rushing towards the west, like locusts crossing the border, the scene was extremely spectacular
Ning Ze stepped out in one step and came to the top of the Purple Yang Sect.
Overlooking the familiar grass and trees, peaks and mountains under the feet, my heart is full of mixed feelings.
Suddenly, dozens of rainbow rays of light cut through the sky.
Among them, there were more than a dozen familiar figures.
It was Ziyang Zhen and the other peak lords, as well as some Nirvana and Aido monks that Ning Ze had never seen before.
Presumably, the Purple Yang Sect unified Qingzhou and absorbed the scattered cultivators in the later period.
Everyone present looked extremely nervous, and only dared to look at the young man in front of him with his afterlight, his body was half-bowed, and he was quite restrained.
They all saw the battle that had just happened above the firmament, and the aftermath of the battle alone could make them turn into dust and destroy their spirits.
It's enough to see what a 977 big man this is
Ning Ze raised his hand, and a gentle force lifted their bowed bodies, and smiled indifferently casually.
"Master, Peak Lord, why did you see me so polite?"
Ziyang Zhenren and all the peak lords were stunned, and their expressions suddenly relaxed.
As soon as these words came out, they knew that Ning Ze was still the Tianjiao disciple of the Purple Yang Sect at the beginning, and he did not have the frame of half a proud and immortal cultivator
"You smelly boy, the speed of cultivation is still so fast" Ziyang Zhenren looked at his disciple with soft eyes, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
He has been cultivating for more than eight hundred years, and the most correct thing he has done in his life is to take the young man who has just entered the Golden Pill under the sect hall
In vain, there are no regrets in this life
"Young Sect Master, what realm have you reached now?"
Tianfeng Peak Lord Tian hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't hide his curiosity and asked.
"Supreme"
“......"
"Supreme"
"Oh my God, it's one more realm than the legendary Immortal King"
Everyone gasped (BDAC) and was shocked.
In just over two years, he reached this height
How amazing this is
Ning Ze smiled slightly, and did not greet him, and said positively.
"Master, all peak masters, hurry up and organize the disciples in the sect."
"All the cultivators of the Terran are about to migrate."
Ziyang Zhenren also knew that the current situation was serious, and Ning Ze had a heavy responsibility on him, so he quickly answered.
"Good"
Immediately, he explained a few words to everyone present, and galloped in all directions
A moment later.
The entire Purple Yang Sect moved, and many disciples hurriedly looked at the figure above the firmament, and a sense of pride filled their chests
This is their young sect master.
Every corner of Qingzhou has his legend
A year ago, he single-handedly saved the sect
A year later, single-handedly save the entire Terran race
Not far away, on a spiritual peak full of flowers and plants, a Qianying Pavilion stood on the edge of the cliff, and the breeze blew her long hair like a waterfall, dotted with somewhat gloomy beautiful eyes.
Mu Ziyan lowered her head and no longer looked at that familiar face.
She had already known that with her cultivation talent, she would never be able to follow in his footsteps, and she couldn't even see a trace of his figure.
Looking at it from a distance, she was already very satisfied.
Suddenly, a pair of big hands gently brushed her face, ruffling her messy blue silk aside.
"What are you thinking?" There was a smile at the corner of Ning Ze's mouth. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）
Mu Ziyan noticed that familiar breath, and a look of panic suddenly appeared on her pretty face.
"Didn't... Didn't think about anything. "
Ning Ze's eyes flickered slightly, and he instantly saw her thoughts, but he didn't say anything, just sighed gently.
Immediately, he took Mu Ziyan's hand and sat down on the edge of Lingfeng, overlooking the huge sect below, and his thoughts were flying.
One day later.
All the disciples of the Purple Yang Sect had already been assembled, and Qingzhou had already poured more and more cultivators gathered around the majestic giant mountain next to the Void Illusion Crystal.
Ning Ze pulled Mu Ziyan out in one step, and his figure instantly appeared next to Ziyang Zhenren.
"Master, when I get to the spirit world, help me take care of her, I won't be able to return until a few days later."
"Well, don't worry"
Ziyang Zhenren answered heavily.
Subsequently.
Ning Ze's figure flashed again and appeared above the firmament.
The eyes of the densely packed monks below were cast one after another, full of awe, fanaticism, gratitude and other complex looks.
The noisy scene suddenly fell silent.
Ning Ze swept away.
Eight supremes, more than a hundred immortal kings, more than three hundred immortal monarchs, and thousands of cultivators under the heavenly immortals and above the true immortals.
This is the last remaining power of the Terrans
Ning Ze's expression was solemn, and the sound of shaking resounded throughout the heavens and earth.
"Start migrating to the spirit world now"
"The cultivator above the heavenly immortals ascends to the nine heavens"
When the words fell, countless figures with a terrifying aura rushed straight into the sky, standing above the Nine Heavens.
There was determination in their eyes
The heart is like a mirror, what to do next
But none of them had the intention of retreating.
Ning Ze's eyes were as bright as electricity, and the vast soul power madly urged the rules of space, and his big hand suddenly grabbed it towards the sky.
Whoops
In an instant, a shocking vision was revealed, and the firmament was torn in half, and a huge spatial crack appeared in pitch black and weird, and a long and endless tunnel loomed in the center of the crack
"Go"
Ning Ze drank heavily
Immediately, countless Terran cultivators shuttled in like carp crossing the river, their figures gradually disappeared, and countless whistling wind-breaking sounds continued to resound in the land of Qingzhou.
Many monks stopped for a moment before entering the tunnel, their faces showing sorrow, reluctance, anger and other expressions, and they glanced at the world that had nurtured them for many years, and gritted their teeth sharply before turning away
And the spirit world.
A huge spatial crack also appeared in the firmament above the Capital Heavenly City, and the mountains of spatial materials piled up in the city emitted a shining divine light, and began to consume extremely quickly
Countless Terrans outside the city looked up at the projection above, and the meaning in their hearts was complicated and difficult to understand.
If it was ancestral land, would their ancestors have been so desolate when they left their homeland?