In the broken world, there is still a powerful and shiny air flowing, and dense space cracks spread to the distance.

Although He Nanming escaped from the crisis of the Grinding Pillar and was safe and sound, under Chen Feng's terrifying means, the Southern Ming Dynasty still lost many monks.

At least in the eyes of a few powerful men who were almost dead, the Southern Ming Dynasty was not the real winner in this battle for interests, but it was just temporarily occupying the destruction of the Wangtian Sea.

Few people know where Chen Feng and Ruan Yun went. As for why Huang Wenji had disappeared for the sake of the purpose of the Aurora Vase that opened the Domain Gate, it was difficult for people to determine.

One hundred and eight ancient stone men were deeply buried in the destroyed earth, and most of their bodies were trapped in muddy lava.

The hot red light evaporated, causing a purgatory scene to appear in the broken sea of ​​Wangtian.

There are eleven floating island platforms in the sky that can be preserved, but because of a disaster, there are no few people left in the super sect of Wangtianhai Pavilion.

Facing the eyes of the powerful men of the Southern Ming Dynasty, He Nanming looked a little ugly, and he was silent, no longer the decision to kill the monks of Wangtianhai Pavilion before.

"He Zu, do you still want to chase Chen Feng..."

The strong man with a heavy breath stepped forward and asked He Nanming.

"That Chen Feng can change his appearance and breath. If he could take it down so easily, he wouldn't have made a fuss like this now!" He Nanming narrowed his eyes and looked at the west.

Not long after, some of the life and death powerhouses of the Southern Ming Dynasty had already flew back in the South Immortal Sea.

Although he was extremely surprised to see the world and the world that was shocked and broken, the white-haired old man in the lead did not delay and quickly walked to He Nanming to bow.

"He Zu. The light of the catastrophe thunder chased Chen Feng's breath. Shortly after leaving the Wangtian Sea, his figure had dissipated, just like the light and shadow of the clone..." The white-haired old man with the breath of the six baths of the heavenly tribulation in the realm of life and death seemed a little hesitant when facing He Nanming with a ugly face.

"That should be the martial arts light and shadow transformed by the Crazy Demon Fight. It can make small moves under my nose. It is not immediately discovered. It seems that Chen Feng has the means to jump into space, and it is even more impossible to open the Domain Gate." He Nanming adjusted his mind and said.

Although Chen Feng finally chose to retreat, He Nanming was still a little nervous when he recalled the previous situation.

This kind of nervousness and fear has not appeared for He Nanming for many years.

As a powerful tycoon in the Feathering Period, a person like He Nanming is almost unshakable in the Western Ancient Region, but he felt a crisis that made him palpitations in a young cultivator in the early stage of Tongxuan.

"It seems that the impact of the disappearance of the desolate forbidden area, one of the seven forbidden areas in the Western Ancient period, is indeed incalculable. The power of the bracelet can undoubtedly pose a huge threat to the monks in the feathering stage." He Nanming thought in his heart.

Judging from the situation where Chen Feng activated the dry and wilted bracelet before. He Nanming had discovered that with his early Tongxuan's own strength, he could not fully exert the power of the treasure, and the dry and wilted bracelet seemed to be in a state similar to the damage and seal.

The clues can be seen from the fact that just a single wilted pearl is lit up, but even so, the wilted bracelet can still release such a strange power, no wonder He Nanming was shocked.

Although He Nanming did not pursue Chen Feng and had concerns about the wretched bracelet, even he didn't admit that the young man in the early stage of Tongxuan was really a crazy person, with a fierce and cruelty that even scared.

As a great cultivator in the Feathering Period, He Nanming thought he had seen many demons, but it was different from Chen Feng, who was free from good and evil in his eyes, and was concerned about it.

"Old ancestor, although that person was quite powerful just now, Nian'er would not lose to him..." The big-faced girl who saved a bunch of corpses, slidly smiled at He Nanming while eating the broken corpses.

"Can you find him?"

He Nanming seemed to have great expectations for the ugly big-faced girl.

“No problem.”

The big-faced girl twitched her nostrils and answered very affirmatively.

"Put away all these foods first, and don't eat them all in one go."

He Nanming looked at the ugly big-faced girl with rare gaze showing a hint of kindness.

He Nianshi stretched out his little arm and put all the corpses piled up like hills into a small waist bag. Although he was ugly, his eyes were filled with a happy and silly look.

"Just leave some people in Wangtianhai Pavilion, there is no need to be so nervous. If there are strong people coming to explore, just go with them." He Nanming's statement changed the expressions of a few strong people from the Southern Ming Dynasty.

After finally capturing the Wangtianhai Pavilion, the monks of the Southern Ming Dynasty also suffered heavy casualties, but now He Nanming expressed the intention of giving up, which really made some people unable to accept it.

Looking at the 108 ancient stone men that were almost swallowed by magma, He Nanming had a complicated sneer hidden in his eyes, as if he was not afraid that anyone would be able to get the bargain.

Until He Nanming left with his big-faced girl, some monks from the Southern Ming Dynasty still did not recover and some didn't know what to do.

"Okay, check the remaining eleven rooftops as soon as possible. If we can't find anything good, we must return to the dynasty as soon as possible." The strong man seemed to have thought about He Nanming's thoughts and spoke to the crowd.

Although the Wangtian Islands are 50,000 miles away from the coastal areas of the Southern Ming Dynasty, it is not too far away for the mighty powerful men like He Nanming.

In just one cup of tea, as a thunder cloud flashed in a small fishing village along the coast of the Southern Ming Dynasty, the figures of He Nanming and Big Face Girl appeared in the small fishing village where no one was.

"Old ancestor, will you really make someone marry me?"

Although the big-faced girl is greedy and her behavior is a bit uncomfortable, her eyes reveal sincere expectations.

"Nian'er, you are a greedy body and gentle and well-behaved person. Those people just don't know how to appreciate you!" He Nanming comforted the big-faced girl with kindness.

"Really? But I'm very ugly..."

He Nian used his cute little hands and held his extremely inconsistent big head, looking a little inferior.

"Many monks have the opportunity to reshape their physical bodies when they arrive at the Nirvana Stage. The ancestor will help you recover. You are not born in nature, but the changes that appear after opening the gluttony body. You will definitely have the opportunity to recover, and the ancestor also believes that they will definitely meet people who treat you sincerely in the future!" He Nanming said with heartache in his eyes.

"The ancestor lied to others. When they saw Nian'er's appearance, they didn't want me..." The big-faced girl had sadness in her small eyes.

"How could that be? Didn't that fat man say he wanted to marry you? Actually, he is a good candidate!" He Nanming was a little speechless and finally caught Mao San and spoke.

"That fat man is so thick-skinned that he is not beautiful at all. It's really annoying..." The big-faced girl muttered. She said Mao San so much that she was worthless, even making He Nanming's face twitch secretly.

"here we go again……"

Facing the big-faced girl who was not idle, she seemed to be interested in things. Even a powerful man like He Nanming who was used to the world, could not help but have a headache, and some big-faced girl could not help but have no choice.

"It's roughly here. The restless aura of Chen Feng's bracelet has not yet completely calmed down. He is moving towards the Nanming Mountains, and there are still a few breaths. It is not far from him, and the breath in the Royal Wenji Treasure Bottle is also there." The big-faced girl talked to herself for a long time before she started the main business.

"Is the old monster here too? It seems that he is also eyeing the foundation that Chen Feng has. Things are a bit difficult to deal with..." He Nanming's expression changed, and he seemed a little unoptimistic.

Not to mention that Huang Wenji opened the Domain Gate and led the Emperor Tian Ancestor, just Chen Feng, a small group of cultivators who defied the heavens, was not something that could be easily dealt with.

Although Chen Feng, Mao San, and Huang Wenji used some methods in the Wangtian Sea, they seemed to be still retained.

As for Ruan Yun, Wu Mofei and Jiang Tianlang, they basically did not take action.

He Nanming, who had personally experienced Chen Feng and his group of people, couldn't help but sigh at this time, and birds of feathers gathered together.

But from another perspective, He Nanming, who also possesses powerful ancient treasures, did not completely relax his combat power. With his early stages of maturity, he only showed Xianglei Fist, which was simpler to many people.

Of course, the reason why He Nanming was under pressure was because Chen Feng was too fierce and used his ultimate move as soon as he took action, which made him a little tired of dealing with it.

Until He Nanming left the fishing village with his big-faced girl and was about to enter the Nanming Mountains, he had already seen Ruan Yun, who was angry from the distance, stomping her feet with hatred.

Almost at the same time, Ruan Yun also discovered the arrival of He Nanming and the big-faced girl.

"I didn't expect to meet you again so soon. Judging from your appearance, you should have lost it with Chen Feng." He Nanming rolled up a ray of thunder in his right arm, and his figure flashed, and he had already reached Ruan Yun, who was still far away a moment ago.

"You don't have to worry about it."

Ruan Yun was so angry that she was dumped by Chen Feng, and she was venting her intentions on He Nanming.

"I don't know if I have found you, then Chen Feng must be nearby, thinking that after making a fuss, can you escape so easily?" He Nanming looked around with his eyes and smiled.

The girl with big face smelled her nostrils, and her small eyes looked at Ruan Yun, who was beautiful and arrogant, and she couldn't help but look a little weak.

"He Nanming, you actually came with someone, it seems a bit too bad. Don't think that being a monk in the Feathering Stage is so great. If you really start to fight, you won't know who it is." Although Ruan Yun was not giving in, the hot light that gradually surged up her body obviously exposed her vigilance.

"I have heard that your body of great trouble is extremely terrible and can even blow up a plane. If it weren't for the special innate qualifications, it wouldn't be impossible to reach the feathering stage with the years you practiced." He Nanming smiled happily, much easier than when he was on the Bailian Rooftop.

"Don't tell me that you have the intention of winning over, and I don't have time to deal with you here." Ruan Yun took out the Big Sun Star Bead, and seemed not afraid to fight against He Nanming.

"If you want to win over, it depends on who it is. Qianji Sect wanted to win over Chen Feng before, but in the end, a sect was destroyed. Even the super sect Wangtianhai Pavilion was destroyed. If Su Yue'er had not underestimated his cruel and greedy nature, it would not have caused any trouble." He Nanming said with a slightly deep smile.

"I agree with this. Chen Feng, the shameless man, is rushing around. As long as he sees opportunities and benefits, trouble will happen sooner or later." Ruan Yun vented hatefully.

"There are so many sects in the Western Ancient Region. There are also cultivators who expect to absorb blood like Chen Feng. It is rare for people like him to be able to do this. Even if some cultivators have such ideas, they must have the ability. It is indeed very dangerous to be able to destroy the super sect." He Nanming's words rarely revealed a faint admiration.

"It's just to raise the war. Thugs like this are usually extremely radical." A short old man walked towards He Nanming's place with Huang Wen very lightly.

"God, are you finally willing to show up?"

Looking at the short old man, He Nanming couldn't help but feel a hint of caution in his eyes.

"When people are old, they are not willing to show off their faces. They are not as good as you who have reached the early stage of maturity, and they still control the Southern Ming Dynasty and refuse to let go. But speaking of this, power is really a good thing." The old man almost had the aura of a monk. If he didn't make any moves, he would look extremely ordinary.

"How can such a huge family give up just by saying that they give up? Besides, a person's energy is limited after all. Without the help of those below, I, a monk in the Feathering Stage, can't do anything." He Nanming's statement was very frank.

With the little old man on his side, Huang Wenji looked even more arrogant, with a sense of pretending to be a tiger. He looked directly at He Nanming with a sneer on his face.

"Ruan Yun, Qianji Sect is no longer here. Haven't you ever thought about returning to Tianji Sect?" The old man looked at Ruan Yun with a smile.

"I've seen the Emperor's Ancestor..."

Ruan Yun, who was a little hesitant, quickly made a decision and bowed slightly to the old man.

"Okay, okay~~~ Since you have the intention of returning to Tianji Sect, I will definitely treat you as well as possible!" The old man looked at Ruan Yun's gaze, as if he had a complicated kindness.

Including Huang Wenji, they don’t know much about Ruan Ning, Ruan Yun’s father Ruan Shipeng, and the Tianji Sect, as well as the Emperor Tian Laozu.

However, when the old man looked at Ruan Yun's complex and kind look, Huang Wenji could vaguely guess that the ancestor's performance must be related to Ruan Shipeng.

"Yes, why did I come here? You ran away in the chaos? It's very pleasant to cross the river and burn the bridge. I'm really a little curious about you, the junior." The old man glanced at the mountains in the distance, as if he was extremely sure of Chen Feng's existence.

Unlike the little old man with a smile on his face, he was in the mysterious stone chamber. When Chen Feng heard the smile from the assimilation of the external space, his face couldn't help but show a little bitterness.

"What should I do now? Judging from Zhu'er's appearance, it has reached a limit. With my own strength in the early stage of Tongxuan, I am afraid that there will be no chance of giving away the ruthless people in the Yuhua period." **Tonghong seemed to be cooked, and Chen Feng, who was constantly showing off his charm, had completely lost the changes in the body of the ancient stone man at this time.

"There is no need to be afraid. Now it's not time to end. If you believe Youyou, I can help you..." The ancient puppet girl slowly said to him when she saw Chen Feng's constantly changing gaze.

"Do you have the ability to deal with monks in the feathering stage now?"

Chen Feng's expression moved, not knowing whether it was because of his vigilance or expectations.
To be continued...