Chapter 2292 Roots, buried deep in their barren and beautiful homeland

"Speaking of which, another Day of the Gods is coming." Zhang Ci stretched.

"If the Lord of the Upper Realm comes on the Day of the Gods, what will his strength be?" Chu Yue asked.

Duan Qinghuan replied: "There will be interface suppression in the Poseidon Realm. This was done many years ago by the ancestors of all sects and the lord of all monsters, the Demon Lord, the Wangchuan Ancestor, as well as the ancestors from all over the world, and more than 30,000 supreme masters.

Burning the stars, using the star road as the key to open the laws of heaven and earth, the formed interface is suppressed."

"Therefore, when the upper realm comes to the Poseidon Realm, its strength will be reduced countless times, but no matter how much pressure there is, the upper realm will still be the upper realm, and it has to be comparable to the middle realm."

Hearing this, Chu Yue, Tu Weiwei, and Xiao Li looked at each other.

If there is interface suppression, then...

What about Xialu?

When they come to Xialu to break through, isn't there any interface suppression?

Qing Ruoshui probably knew their doubts, so he explained patiently: "The Liuguang Sea divides the middle and lower realms."

Chu Yue asked keenly: "Did the Flowing Light Sea divide the middle and lower realms as soon as it appeared, or was it formed later? For example, a seal of a vicious beast or something like that?"

"It was formed the day after tomorrow, but I don't know the details. I just know that starting from a certain day, the lower world sank a lot and was isolated by the streamer sea." Duan Qinghuan frowned. Not only her, but many people felt that

This matter is strange, but it cannot be explained, because the natural changes of heaven and earth cannot be understood by ordinary practitioners.

Xiao Li suddenly asked: "The Flowing Light Sea is isolating the lower land. Did this happen before the ancestors of the Ten Thousand Sects sealed their bodies to heaven, or after it?"

"After that!" Zhang Ci said firmly.

This time, Tu Weiwei and the other three were silent.

If I hadn't been born in Xialu, I wouldn't have had such deep feelings.

That is their hometown.

As a wanderer, a stranger in a foreign land, even if he becomes a lonely ghost, he still has roots.

Roots, buried deep in their barren yet beautiful homeland.

They understand.

Got it all.

The upper realm couldn't take over the Poseidon Realm, so it had to find a way to work in the Flowing Light Sea Realm.

In this way, the world is divided into three.

When they come to Xialu, they are no longer controlled by the laws of heaven and earth and suppressed by the interface.

They do whatever they want and do all kinds of bad things.

A super strong person can destroy a continent with tens of billions of warriors in one fell swoop.

They took away the vitality and luck of the land, killing the native people and turning them into ants.

As ants, the people from the land tried their best to survive and fight, but in the end they became a stepping stone for others.

This is the tragedy of Xialu, and the tragedy of martial arts, immortality, and all the worlds!

At this moment, Chu Yue became even more convinced of the importance of sealing the Flowing Light Sea.

If the Flowing Light Sea is sealed, the lower world will be isolated forever. Although you can't come to the middle world, you can live beautifully in your own world.

Soon, soon...

Chu Yue's clenched fist became stronger.

The progress of the body of origin has reached two-thirds.

With just a little left, she can complete the body of origin and seal the Sea of ​​Flowing Light.

Xiao Li lowered his eyes, feeling as heavy as a mountain.

Tu Weiwei frowned and her eyes turned red.

Are they the only ones who know?

No, it's not.

The people from Downland who came to the Middle Realm all know this.

They were struggling in every corner.

I once wanted to use my sword to protect the Lower Land, and then go to the Upper Realm to kill him without leaving any trace of him, avenging the hatred of the past.

But the sharpness of reality has smoothed out their edges and ambitions. In the end, just being alive and breathing is like walking on thin ice, so how to protect them?

"Junior brother Ye? What's wrong with you?" Duan Qinghuan asked with concern.

At that moment, the aura on the young man's body contained a kind of sadness and anger hidden under the flesh and flowing with the gurgling blood.

There is overwhelming hatred deep in the bone marrow, but it can only scream in a small place, unable to vent or kill.

Unable to take revenge!

Shi Qinglian looked over.

The moment she looked over, the young man smiled dazzlingly and pinched Duan Qinghuan's chin with his long fingers, "I was thinking about how boring life would be if I couldn't marry a beauty like Senior Sister Qinghuan."

Tu Weiwei: "Oh."

Xiao Li: "."

Duan Qinghuan snorted.

Zhang Ci squeezed directly between the two of them, "Forbidden love is a must."

Taboo?

Everyone was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized.

Chu Yue's face was filled with black lines, and she sank directly. Annoyed, she gathered the power of her soul and turned it into a kick from the sky, directly kicking Song Buju's body.

The bored Song Buju screamed, then turned into a perfect parabola and landed in the Star Mountains.

Chu Yue touched her chin with an unpredictable expression, then grinned.

Keeping Song Buju was truly the right decision.

Then, the ten major sects all went to their respective locations, and the Nebula Sect was naturally in the Forest of Stars.

In addition to the ten directions, there are many directions that are occupied by cultivators outside the sect.

Starlight spreads in the forest, wild deer jump across, and the fragrance of flowers fills the field for fifty miles. The forest of stars is as beautiful as a fairy tale.

Chu Yue touched the fawn and found that the fawn was cold to the touch and had no vitality.

Duan Qinghuan explained: "This forest of stars is painted."

"painting?"

"Well, there is a great painter in Wangchuan, a master who has gone up to the Ruixu Realm. His name is An Tusheng. His pen is mysterious and unpredictable. When he splashes the ink, he can see the mountains and thousands of miles away, and when he sprinkles it, he can see the stars in the night sky.

.Even the sun and moon in Wangyou City were painted by him."

These people are famous all over the world.

His pen is called the Wanxiang pen.

"Where's the turbid air?" Chu Yue raised her eyebrows.

Duan Qinghuan laughed, "The turbid air is not painted, it is already there. It is precisely because of the turbid air that Wangyou City has eroded away a lot of the air of heaven and earth, making Wangyou City feel like an isolated city."

"Once upon a time, this city was called Gucheng. It was too barren and desolate. Later, after Master Tu Sheng came, with a few strokes, he solved the problem of Gucheng and changed its name to Wangyou."

"The demonic beast has extremely strong destructive power and can cause an explosion of turbid air, swallowing up Wangyou City like a flood."

"That's why Wangyou City will be opened wide, allowing practitioners from all over the world to come and gather the strength of many people to solve the danger caused by the demonic beast."

Everything is connected together. What Chu Yue wants to know most now is who the evil master is and what his purpose is.

Then, kill this man and let him go to Jiuyou Underworld to kowtow to Mo Piaopo and admit his mistake, and to confess to the great elder's dead wife.

"boom!"

The roar of the dragon spread in all directions.

In the sky, a thousand-foot dragon rolls in the sea of ​​thunder and dark clouds.

The dragon scales reflect a beautiful luster.

"The Thunder Dragon Clan is also here. The relationship between the Thunder Dragon Clan and Wangyou City has always been good."

The Thunder Dragon Clan belongs to the Dragon Clan of the Poseidon Realm.

Farther away, at the boundary of the Poseidon Realm, the golden light of the teleportation formation flashed, and dragon roars came from it.

And this is the aura of Longyin Island and the Longyin clan.

A beautiful and cold woman led a milk-white boy out of the teleportation formation.

Behind him, there were thousands of ceremonial guards, with a majestic momentum. After emerging from the formation, they turned into thousands of dragons. When they roared, they brought up strong winds, shattering the sky within a hundred miles, and completely distorting it!


Chapter completed!