The sky slowly turned blood red.
An aura of destruction slowly pressed on the continent. The monks who were fighting around them all stopped and looked at the sky, with horrified expressions on their faces.
They remembered the legend from ten thousand years ago: "The Taixu demon spirit will start from the south and break through all the passages of the continent step by step."
"At this moment, the golden age will come. All the spiritual energy on the continent will be revived, and all the sleeping secret realms will surface, but the world-destroying catastrophe will also occur."
For a time, the monks no longer had any thoughts of fighting and began to flee into the distance.
"The southern sky is stained with blood, and the prophecy of the Seven Boys appears."
Jun Wudi raised his head, looked at the southern sky, and murmured: "Why did the sky in the Southern Territory change at this time? Is this a coincidence? Or is this era really going to be chaotic?"
"Ever since Lu Chen appeared, everything has pointed to the beginning of the Golden Age. The combination of all these things is probably..."
Jun Wudi noticed Lu Chen behind the big tree and thought of a possibility. His eyes slowly became firmer and his hands moved faster.
The sky in the south has turned dark and crimson, and the light reflects on the broken limbs on the ground. Combined with the flowing blood, it looks like a hell.
Lu Chen looked at such a scene and frowned: "Grandpa Xiu, the prophecy they made... will the mainland really be destroyed?"
"Don't worry, this is just a vanguard team. It will take a long time for the Taixu Demon Spirit to really open the channel."
"It's enough for the sect leaders to solve this matter, but the spiritual energy spurt in the mainland has been activated, and the truly hidden children of the family are about to come out."
Nan Tianxiu looked at the southern sky, eyes closed slightly, recalling what Lu Xiazi had explained in his mind. At this moment, he finally understood why Lu Xiuzi, with such a strong strength, was in such a hurry to push Lu Chen out.
Once all the passages are opened, monks from outside the territory will come, and the East Pole Continent will definitely become the eye of the storm.
With the strength that has been restored over the years on the mainland, it may not be a problem to resist a Taixu demon spirit, but if you want to confront a genius from outside the territory, this is the real crisis.
"Grandpa Xiu, what are you thinking about?" Lu Chen couldn't help but ask as he saw Nan Tianxiu staring at the sky.
"nothing,"
Nan Tianxiu turned around quickly. When he turned his head, a golden dragon-shaped figure flashed in his pupils.
"Okay, it's time for me to leave. You should also practice more and try to protect yourself among these hidden geniuses."
Nan Tianxiu was about to control the flying magic weapon and leave, but Lu Chen suddenly took out the golden long sword from before and handed it to Nan Tianxiu: "Grandpa Xiu, your sword."
"sword?"
Nan Tianxiu took the golden sword, held it in his hand and looked at it for a while, then glanced at Nan Tian Wan'er, as if he was making a decision.
"I don't need this sword anymore."
Nan Tianxiu laughed loudly, put the sword in his hand into the scabbard, and the long sword slowly transformed into a lady's sword and flew towards Nan Tian Wan'er.
"The prosperous age is about to begin, and it just so happens that Wan'er can also practice. Then this dragon-slaying sword should be regarded as Wan'er's gift to start practicing."
Nan Tian Wan'er took the flying sword, and Nan Tianxiu turned around and left directly: "It may be too late. The young man and I are leaving now. You take good care of Wan'er."
"Yes, Grandpa Xiu, I will definitely protect Wan'er with all my life."
Lu Chen looked at Nan Tianxiu's leaving figure. The scene of his old age during the trial slowly emerged in his mind. He somewhat understood Nan Tianxiu's mood.
For a while, Lu Chen looked up at Nan Tianxiu again.
Nan Tianxiu's figure was bathed in the background of the red sky, but he slowly straightened his arms, like a warrior rejuvenated, running towards the battlefield young and passionate again.
Lu Chen sighed with emotion: "Grandpa Xiu, he seems to have come to life. He has become much younger and his figure has straightened up."
"Grandpa..." Nan Tian Wan'er was originally wondering why Nan Tianxiu's long sword suddenly changed into a lady's sword.
But when she heard Lu Chen's voice, she suddenly realized that Nan Tianxiu had been preparing for this moment for many years.
Nan Tian Wan'er's tears instantly flowed down: "How come I understand now that my grandfather has been living for me for so many years."
"He is only over 1,500 years old. He is at the age when he is the most powerful person on the mainland. If it were not for saving me, how could he be willing to be mediocre with such a high level of cultivation?"
Nan Tian Wan'er shed tears and knelt down to Nan Tianxiu.
Putting his forehead against the ground, he kowtowed three times and said softly: "Thank you, Grandpa, you can finally concentrate on doing your own thing."
"Wan'er..."
Lu Chen looked at the empty sky, slowly lifted Nan Tian Wan'er up, and reached out to wipe away her tears.
"Don't be sad. Grandpa Xiu definitely doesn't want to see you crying for him. And now that your cold poison has been cured, a monk's life is so long, and we still have more time to repay Grandpa Xiu." , isn’t it?”
"good……"
Nan Tian Wan'er slowly leaned into Lu Chen's arms and sobbed softly: "Brother Lu, what should we do now?"
"We? Let's go now..."
Before Lu Chen finished speaking, several dragon roars instantly came from the southern sky, and the red shadow in the sky slowly faded.
"Dragon roar? The prophecy is really coming, I have to go and inform the sect as soon as possible."
The surrounding monks instantly looked at the giant dragon in the sky. They felt that the prophecy had really come, and quickly spread the news back to the sect.
Lu Chen looked to the south and vaguely saw a huge golden dragon slowly falling down: "That's a dragon, how can it be so huge."
Fenglong was awakened by the dragon's roar. He looked at the golden dragon in the sky and his body slowly grew bigger: "Xiao Lu'er, why is the sky so red? Where are we?"
Lu Chen looked at Feng Long's slowly growing body and said with some confusion: "The southeastern corner of the mainland, if you go further, it seems to be the boundary of the Southern Sky Territory. I don't know why the sky is so red. What's wrong?"
"South? Eye of the Storm, is this coming? But Xiao Luer, you are not strong enough to protect yourself."
The sky slowly became calm, and the wind dragon's eyes glowed with spiritual energy, staring closely at the south: "No, the aura over there has been suppressed."
Nantian Wan'er looked at the giant dragon in the sky and said, "Master Fenglong, that aura that seems to be Nantian's transformed dragon should be Grandpa and the others..."
"Huh? Nantian Hualong?"
Feng Long lowered his head and glanced at Nan Tian Wan'er. At this moment, Nan Tian Yijian's voice suddenly came: "Xiao Lu'er, Uncle Jun asked us to leave here quickly."
Nantian Wan'er left Lu Chen's arms: "Brother Lu, they are looking for you, let's go out first."
The figure of the wind dragon slowly became smaller and continued to hover above Lu Chen's head: "Since the change has not happened, let's go first. Improving our strength is the most important thing now."
"In that case, let's go to Fengtian Mansion to study for a while first, and then continue to look for grandpa." After that, Lu Chen and Nan Tian Wan'er came out from behind the big tree.
Sects such as Yaowang Villa and Ziyan Castle have already left with their disciples.
At this time, there were only a few desperate people left on the field in front of the stone monument, rummaging through the corpses for resources, hoping to pick up any missing items.
The camp of Fengtian Mansion.
Jun Wudi used his spiritual energy to release a huge spaceship. The monks from the commanding Fengtian Mansion boarded the spaceship with all the resources.
"Uncle Jun, little Junzi, are we leaving now?" Lu Chen looked at the huge spaceship that appeared and slowly walked to Master Jun.
Hearing Lu Chen's inquiry, Mr. Jun said with a stern face: "Second uncle said something big is about to happen and wants us to get on the spaceship and go back quickly."
"Is this ship a flying magic weapon?" Nan Tian pointed his sword at the spaceship ahead and said.
Master Jun helped the monk move his things and replied to Nan Tianyi Jian: "This? This is Uncle Jun's personal magic weapon: the Tianqing spaceship, which can fly into the sky and travel thirty thousand miles a day."
Jun Wudi saw that all the monks from Fengtian had boarded the spaceship. He turned to Lu Shen and the other four and said, "Let's go up too. It will take about four days to return to Fengtian Mansion."
"Can we go up too? Come on, come on, let's go up and have a look." Nan Tian Yijian had never seen such a magic weapon before, and he was very excited and rushed up directly with Master Jun.
"Wan'er, let's go too." Lu Chen turned around and looked at Nan Tian Wan'er, nodded slightly, and directly used his spiritual energy to rush forward.
ten minutes later.
Jun Wudi stood in the control room and put the spirit stone in his hand into the formation eye.
Jun Wudi's spiritual energy circulated in his hands, and various formations on the spacecraft were instantly activated, controlling the spacecraft to fly automatically towards Fengtian Mansion.
Lu and Chen were standing on the edge of the ship, feeling the breeze blowing in the sky.
This was Nantian Yijian's first time riding a flying magic weapon. When he saw the people on the ground getting smaller and smaller, he roared with excitement.
Nan Tian Yijian slowly came to Lu Chen's side, spiritual energy spurting out from his body.
"I have climbed several realms during this trip, much faster than when I was in the Southern Sky Territory. Am I a genius? Hahaha. Little Lu'er, what realm are you at now?"
"By the way, look, I also..." Nan Tian Yi Jian took out the piano case and was about to continue talking.
But at this moment, Lu Chen smiled slightly, stretched out his right hand, and the spiritual energy slowly formed a small sword in his hand: "This time there are more opportunities. I have entered the realm of breath regulation."
The military leader looked at the movements of Lu Chen's hands. He had already discovered that Lu Chen's cultivation might have broken through the realm of breath control.
I was still lucky at first, but now I see Lu Chen's spiritual energy flowing out and Mr. Jun's wry smile on his face, I feel very helpless. Things always backfire like this.
Before meeting Lu Chen, his cultivation path was smooth and he was faster than others in everything he did. But since meeting Lu Chen, he was always one step slower than Lu Chen no matter what he did.
Originally, he thought that Lu Chen had just achieved perfection after drinking Qi. No matter how many opportunities he got, it would not be enough to advance without a certain amount of accumulation.
