Chapter 450 Heaven and Earth

Is Chen Banxian really dead?

Of course not, somewhere on the earth, he slowly revived.

This reincarnation was of no use anymore. He relied on the Youye Nine-tailed Fox to regain one life.

The bet was right. Tiandao really didn't kill them all. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether it was because of the golden finger or whether it was supposed to be like this or there were other reasons that he didn't know.

It's just that this time, it was a shame to use the immortal energy gained from Yuan Zong's old Biden, and I felt like my heart was bleeding.

"This is where?"

Chen Banxian glanced around and searched inside the jar.

The artifact had been brutally smashed by the imperial jar, and the prohibitive rules were abolished.

There was deathly silence inside, the sun and yin of the continent fell, and everything withered.

It is not easy to cultivate, but it only takes a moment to destroy it.

He slaughtered another world, and this time, strictly speaking, it was the blood of his compatriots.

"I am saving them from suffering while curbing the development of the ancient tribe and protecting the safety of humans on earth."

He warned himself in this way, but the appearance of those fanatical primitive people who worshiped the night god could not make him feel guilty.

The other person is as strange as the mud on the roadside.

Putting away his thoughts, Chen Banxian picked through the fragments of the artifact.

The material of this thing is not as good as the Imperial Weapon. It should be able to forge the Great Sage Weapon. The only thing that is somewhat useful is the four strange crystal stones.

The foundation of his immortal energy is ready to move.

With the idea of ​​​​trying, a crystal stone slowly turned into a wisp of immortal energy.

"hiss!"

Take a breath of air, is this an immortal stone?

His eyes widened, there were four such immortal stones!

Tens of days later, he opened his eyes, and there were four faint wisps of white energy on the base of the immortal energy. This time, he seemed to have made a profit.

"The ancient clan is really rich."

He sincerely lamented that there was something special about a race that could survive to the end of an era, which he could not help but envy. He really hoped that one day they humans could also say:

"It's just a magic weapon, just sprinkle it with water."

Having said that, I asked again, where is this place?

Chen Banxian glanced around. It was a little too quiet here. For dozens of days, no living beings appeared.

It was misty, surrounded by green mist-like things, and he walked on the clouds.

Strangely enough, he felt that his condition was better than ever before. His cultivation and understanding of the seventh realm were constantly improving, and he was about to reach the Great Consummation.

This is a very rare situation. You must know that after the seventh realm, his strength will no longer increase rapidly, and he needs to accumulate a lot of energy, magical powers, and rules.

However, understanding the rules here is very easy and seems as simple as eating and drinking.

He was holding the imperial jar, and on this day, he suddenly opened his eyes.

"It's done!"

The road to the seventh realm seems to have come to an end.

If you want to swallow other people's rules, you either have to have stronger rules, or you have to understand other people's rules.

Originally, Chen Banxian already had stronger rules, the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Technique, but now, he understands those rules more.

It cannot be said that there are three thousand great avenues. That is just empty words. There is no end to the avenue. It is simply uncountable and unrealistic. However, he has fully understood the mainstream rules.

"It's been more than three hundred days."

Chen Banxian counted the days and continued walking on the clouds.

The seventh level of Dzogchen in 300 days, he would laugh out loud if he told it, and he would not want to leave here at all.

But sitting around was boring, so Chen Banxian wandered around here. In addition to Qingyun, he also saw a lotus pond, a tree covered with red silk threads, and some strange buildings.

But no matter how close he got, he couldn't reach it.

"This is not the solution anyway. Will it make people worried if I leave for so long?"

Chen Banxian sat down and sighed. There was a difference between not wanting to leave and being unable to leave.

As if he understood what he was thinking, Chen Banxian's face suddenly changed as he was walking on the blue clouds that day.

He missed the step, and suddenly he felt a falling feeling. He saw the green clouds getting farther and farther in his eyes, and he fell uncontrollably.

"Boom!"

He fell onto the mountain, making him dizzy, as if he was falling from the sky.

After finally getting up, Chen Banxian felt sore all over. He didn't look like a seventh-level monk at all.

He struggled to get up, and the first thing he saw was the huge mountain curtain covering the sky.

"Isn't this...Kunlun Mountain?"

"Am I still in Kunlun Mountain?"

He was shocked, but found that the Kunlun Mountain in front of him had changed greatly.

I saw buildings similar to those of the Tang Dynasty everywhere. This is a scenic spot.

There are pavilions and pavilions in the distance, as well as the sound of sellers, and there is a city.

Coming and going, everyone is... Night Clan!

"Did I fall into a parallel world?"

He subconsciously took out the headset from his pocket and tried to connect to Baihu City.

"Didi...didi..."

The headset just moved for a moment, and after a little sound came out, it completely lost its light.

"What's going on? Isn't this a battery life of hundreds of years?"

He patted it hard, thinking it might have been accidentally damaged.

He took out his phone again and found that the screen was also black and there was no response.

"Strange, the phone was also damaged by the vibration?"

He simply hid his figure. No matter what, he would go back to the wilderness first.

Everything here was weird. He searched for the path in his memory and rushed towards the Eastern Wasteland.

"Strange, why does Kunlun Mountain feel so much bigger?"

He exerted all his strength, and after flying for several days, he was still in Kunlun Mountain.

And he felt something was wrong. It seemed that the restriction of heaven was not the sixth realm, but... the seventh realm!

At this time, no matter how slow you are, you should realize that something is wrong.

"Where did I go?"

He was a little panicked, so he quietly found a night clan member from Luo Dan and searched his memory forcefully.

The aura of this Night Clan is not strong, and the body is still stiff. At most, it cannot exceed the cultivation level of the fourth realm.

After scanning his memory, Chen Banxian felt a thump in his heart.

This Night Clan was born one hundred and sixty years ago.

The memory is clear, one hundred and sixty years ago? But the total number of Night Clan on earth is less than a few dozen, right?

He quickly grabbed several more Night Clan members, and after searching his memory, his face became increasingly ugly.

The oldest one is over two hundred years old.

He obviously only stayed there for a little over three hundred days, and he calculated it clearly, but why did it seem like hundreds of years had passed here?

Could it be that he was really struck by heaven to a parallel world?

He groped for a "thread" from his body and wanted to use his destiny to touch back and return to his own world.

However, he saw that another section of the line submerged into the void and came out from the other side.

The void is high above the sky, beyond the blue sky.

Heaven.

"Heaven?"

Chen Banxian suddenly remembered a legend.

It is said that in ancient times, there were five roads leading to heaven from the earth.

One is a tree that reaches the sky, but it can be climbed all the way to the sky. Unfortunately, the tree is broken.

One is Buzhou Mountain, which also fell.

There is also a spring of gods and demons, which is the intersection of the six realms and remains to be confirmed.

Otherwise, it is the way of heaven and humanity, walking through the six paths of reincarnation.

Finally, there is Kunlun Mountain!

According to legend, Kunlun Mountain is the place where the Queen Mother of Yaochi, Yuanshi Tianzun and other great gods have their dojos. There is a passage to the immortal world, and he happened to fall in Kunlun Mountain.

"In other words... the place I stayed in before was the heaven. No wonder it's so easy to understand the rules."

He woke up. In other words, one day in heaven and one year on earth. He spent more than three hundred days in heaven, but more than three hundred years have passed here?

This this……

Chen Banxian found it difficult to accept. No wonder he realized that the seventh realm was not restricted. In three hundred years, the ancient tribes would definitely be able to return to the seventh realm.

Now he can sense the ceiling of the seventh realm, which is extremely fortunate.

"It seems that it is not that simple for the ancient tribes to restore their realm."

He understands that many things are not achieved overnight and require time to accumulate.

The most likely thing is that they need to wait for a "breakthrough."

Only when the earth's creatures break through the seventh realm, will their restrictions be lifted one level. The ancient tribes will return to the seventh realm, which does not count.

There is a high probability that he will be killed by the way of heaven.

At this time, he heard some words from the Night Clan.

"Did you hear that? Young Master Ying Yueyi has declared war on the Fu Zhong Ancient Clan's crime, and wants to decide who is the real leader among the younger generation."

"You will definitely win if you win Master Yueyi. He is of the noble Silver Armor bloodline."

"Hey, why are you the leader of the decisive battle? Huang Qianli from other ancient tribes, Bi Changsui and the others don't say anything?"

Someone was disappointed, and it caused a lot of noise.

Chen Banxian thought about these names, and it seemed that they were not simple people.

How is Baihu City?

At this moment, the worry in Chen Banxian's heart was extremely intense. Without waiting any longer, he tore open the space and moved towards Donghuang.

That is... the breath of Dharma!

For a moment, many eyes among the Night Clan looked this way, but Chen Banxian's speed was too fast. The law mastered the rules, and he directly submerged into the space and used Air Escape.

Even so, it took half a day to leave Kunlun Mountain.

He entered the territory of another race, the Mirror Clan.

"Who is coming!"

A seventh-level monk directly attacked him: "I'm really tired of trespassing on my clan's territory."

It was the seventh realm, and the world was trembling, but Chen Banxian had no time to pay attention to him.

"roll!"

He only had one word to smash the seventh level strongman of the Mirror Clan and kill him instantly.

"If you don't have the strength of Luo Peiyin, you're worthy of stopping me?"

His figure disappeared in a flash, leaving only the rules scattered all over the sky.

Death in the seventh realm, rules return to the earth.

Chen Banxian improved his speed even more and even took the initiative to join the Demon Summoning Sutra Qi.

In an instant, the space in front of him exploded one after another, and they burst out of it, reaching the territory of the Brown Clan again.

Without waiting for the other party to speak, Chen Banxian took action and directly tore the other party's body into pieces.

"roll!"

His words flowed for a long time and could not be dispelled.

We finally entered the territory of the Changfu Clan, which was close to the entrance to the Eastern Wasteland.

Chen Banxian pinched more than a dozen imperial inscriptions in his hand and waved them suddenly to pour out!

The Changfu clan is facing a disaster. Unlike the sixth realm, Chen Banxian, who has unlocked the restrictions, can maximize his strength. The seventh realm is complete!

More than a dozen Emperor Wen almost broke out into the sea of ​​​​fire and destroyed the entire Changfu Ancient Clan.

This is the result of three hundred days in heaven!