A group of immortals escorted King Qing, with invincible magical powers and slaying countless scourges along the way.

Before magic weapons and magical powers, they are almost invincible.

It's a pity that the number of disaster beasts is endless. After killing the disaster beasts, more disaster beasts will appear, but the dead immortal gods have truly fallen.

After only three hundred miles of journey, almost 10% of the escorting immortals died.

But looking at the entire road to repair the sky, it is ninety thousand miles long.

The small world of Jinxian is ninety thousand miles between heaven and earth.

Ninety thousand miles is a real number. No matter where you take off from, it is always ninety thousand miles.

Take off from the earth, ninety thousand miles;

Taking off from mid-air, ninety thousand miles;

And these ninety thousand miles need to be flown non-stop and covered in one breath. Otherwise, once you stop and count again, it will be ninety thousand miles again.

Therefore, there are ninety thousand miles between heaven and earth, and it is difficult to touch the sky.

King Qing's journey to repair the sky has begun, and he must not stop in the middle. Not only him, but also the immortals and gods escorting him cannot stop.

Once stopped, the distance between the two sides changes.

Wang Yu sighed softly, looking at the weaker immortals, or those who were blocked by the disaster beasts and had their breath cut off, he immediately distanced himself from Qing Wang and others.

"Mending the sky is not an easy task no matter what world you are in."

With some sighs, Wang Yu was about to take action. However, at this moment, a voice suddenly came from his ears.

"Eh? Earth Immortal? Tribulation-Transcending Monk? How did you get here?"

"Quickly go, this is not your battlefield, go to the Land of Hope. If we fail to patch the sky, you need to rush out and leave a trace of fire for our world."

Turning around, he saw a Taoist with long eyebrows, holding a round mirror in his hand, which shot out a bright white light, as bright as the sun, illuminating endless disaster beasts.

Under the white light, the beast's ice and snow melted.

The tyranny of the magic weapon is evident.

This person was one of the immortals who had escorted King Qing before. He was not weak in strength, but was blocked by the beast and had no choice but to stop.

This is the time to be angry.

"What are you looking at me for? What did your teacher teach you? If you don't know this place, why can't you come?"

Seeing Wang Yu looking at him, Han Yaya looked curiously at the precious mirror in his hand. Neither of them had any intention of leaving obediently, and both of Bai Mei Dao's long and popular eyebrows rose.

His eyebrows are really long, hanging from the corners of his eyes to his cheeks.

Even more agile.

When he is angry, his eyebrows rise and dance on his face, like two long dragons, and he looks a bit domineering.

"We are here to help." Looking at Bai Mei, Wang Yu said with a smile.

The white-browed Taoist has a majestic and upright aura, just like the bright sun. It can be seen that he is a true man of righteousness.

"Help?" Upon hearing this, Taoist Baimei was speechless.

How can you, an earthly immortal and not even an immortal, say such a thing?

Although I don’t know how I came to this final battlefield, in this state, I can’t even be considered cannon fodder here.

These two people were really at a loss.

Even, a little blind!

Can't you see that the level and scale of the battle here are far beyond their reach?

help?

Do you think those disaster beasts are hungry and you plan to feed them with your own flesh?

With all due respect, if this were to be the case, you would not be able to fill the gap between the teeth of a disaster beast.

"Really, whose family does it belong to?"

Taoist Baimei was speechless. He didn't intend to say anything anymore. He took action and sent the two of them out.

"Shh!"

At this moment, Wang Yu suddenly put his hand to his mouth, then looked to the horizon and said, "Look."

"Look? What are you looking at?"

Taoist Baimei was a little confused by this sudden movement, and subconsciously followed his gaze, and then his eyes suddenly widened.

In the sky, the most conspicuous thing is the group of Qing Wang people who are surrounded by a group of disaster beasts, walking slowly and with difficulty.

There are immortals and gods who use their last magical powers and then transform into Taoism and go away;

Immortals and gods were constantly blocked by disaster beasts and fell away from the path of King Qing and his party;

Immortal corpses and divine corpses fly in the air, like a mountain of corpses, floating, shaking, being affected by magical powers, and flying away far away.

After King Qing and his party walked another hundred miles, they reached their limit and only less than 50% of the immortals who were guarding them were left.

The road to mending the sky becomes more difficult the further you go, the more disaster beasts there are and the stronger you become!

With their current strength, they are simply not enough to complete the entire road to repair the sky!

Just when they reached their limit and could no longer walk, suddenly a flame appeared out of thin air on the horizon and bloomed like a lotus.

A figure wrapped in red light, sitting cross-legged, holding a dharma seal with his hands.

When he appeared, the world seemed to become quiet for a moment.

The flaming red lotus hangs in the sky, and countless flames fall out, burning out the disaster beasts and covering the land thousands of miles away.

The flames are like rain, rising one after another, with great power, burning the beasts of disaster.

The road ahead for Qing Wang and others, thousands of miles away, was immediately wiped out without any obstruction.

A group of people had no time to rejoice, so they hurriedly speeded up and walked through this thousands of miles of road!

"It's Lord Honglian!"

Looking at the figure sitting cross-legged on the red lotus, Bai Mei recognized the other person's identity and couldn't help but exclaimed.

"That's great. With Venerable Honglian taking action, this mission to mend the sky will definitely be successful!"

Bai Mei was excited and felt relieved, obviously having strong confidence in the Lord Honglian he mentioned.

However, after the shock, he suddenly came to his senses and turned to look at Wang Yu in surprise, his eyes uncertain.

This person... seems to have discovered the existence of Venerable Red Lotus before Venerable Red Lotus?

You must know that Lord Honglian is one of the most powerful immortal gods in their world.

Far superior to other immortal gods, not immortal gods of the same level, other immortal gods, let alone discovering the existence of the other party in advance...

If the other party doesn't want to, they won't be able to see it even if they stand in front of them.

"Could it be..." Taoist Taoist Baimei's eyes flashed, and he was horrified in his heart.

"Senior, are you also a Venerable?"

Taoist Baimei's attitude suddenly changed and he asked respectfully.

Anyone who can find the whereabouts of the Venerable Realm must be someone in the same realm.

"Venerable? Golden Immortal?"

Wang Yu shook his head and looked at the Red Lotus Venerable. There was a great avenue of flames in his body. It was extremely powerful and contained 100 million basic information.

When it comes to the foundation, he has reached the realm of the Immortal Golden Immortal. However, he is a bit superficial, like a person in a painting.

"The realm is that of a Golden Immortal, but he himself is a person from a small realm. There is no fundamental difference between him and the original realm, and he is far inferior to a real Golden Immortal."

"However, if you can ascend into the prehistoric world, and then undergo the baptism of the prehistoric tribulation, you can become a true immortal golden immortal."

"It's just...a golden immortal with 100 million basic information, trying to survive the great catastrophe...difficulty."

The world is different from the world, and people are also different from each other.

All things are created to nourish people, this is not just a random statement.

In the same realm, creatures in the big world will naturally be stronger than creatures in the small world.

As for how much stronger it is, it depends on how big the gap is in the world!

If it is big enough, even a Daluo from the small world may not be able to defeat a heavenly being from the big world!

Of course, it is difficult to achieve greatness. To transcend everything is to transcend the limitations of the world!

Those who can reach Daluo must have survived many tribulations, constantly transformed and promoted, and there is no distinction between small and large realms.

What's more, the world is too small to give birth to the existence of Daluo Realm!

"It's probably comparable to the pinnacle of mystical immortals in this world."

After careful calculation, I came to the conclusion that the Golden Immortal in this world can only be regarded as a Mysterious Immortal.
To be continued...