There is only one possibility for Qingzhou to fall here. That means Cang Emperor's side was defeated and almost the entire army was wiped out. The terrifying existence of Guting has put a curse on Qingzhou, and he will never appear above the gods again!
Tens of thousands of years ago, monks who transformed themselves into gods emerged in large numbers, but nearly ten thousand years later, no one in Qingzhou had advanced to transform into gods. The gods of the older generation have also reached the point where their fuel is exhausted. Some finally noticed something was wrong. It was clear that they were only one step away from reaching a higher level, but they were blocked by something.
Some people thought of the Luo Yun Secret Realm. Many divine beings entered the land of sin and blood when they were young and saw that shocking scene of battle. Some people believe that all the answers lie in Luo Yun's secret realm.
In Qingzhou overnight, all the god-transformation monks disappeared, and there was no trace of them in the world, leaving only legends.
According to legend, the powerful god-turned-god has the power to reach the heavens and the world, can blast through the void, and control the reincarnation of heaven. He is an existence infinitely close to that of an immortal.
To transform into a god, to take off the mortal body and transform into a god. At the pinnacle of humanity, eternal life.
However, these rumors are not accurate. Even the cultivators who transform themselves into gods cannot escape the passage of time. If they do not become true immortals, their lifespan will eventually come to an end.
Chu Cheng knew that the monks who transformed themselves into gods were not infinitely close to immortal beings. There should be several realms above that. Only an existence like Emperor Cang is infinitely close to immortality.
This kind of existence, with one finger, even the power of transforming gods will be destroyed, and all the soul will be dispersed! The god-transforming monks were still like ants in that kind of existence.
Chu Cheng suddenly remembered something and said: "There is no damage on the few skeletons seen along the way. It seems that the god-transformation monks from Qingzhou took their seats here tens of thousands of years ago."
Liu Qian also took a deep breath and said with a panicked face: "Oh my God, all the Nascent Soul Ancestors from the Four Immortals Sect died here."
Those ancestors could be said to be invincible beings in that era, but they still fell silently, and even the younger disciples did not know about it.
The life soul jade tablets of those Yuan Ying ancestors are still placed in the ancestral hall of the ancestors, and there is no sign of their death. If this news comes out, the four immortal sects will be shocked.
Chu Cheng's face looked very ugly at this time. He frowned and said: "If this is true, then after ten thousand years or hundreds of thousands of years, wouldn't it mean that there will be no monks in Qingzhou?"
Under this curse, the realm is constantly suppressed. In the end, I’m afraid no one will be able to practice.
Chu Cheng thought of the earth in his previous life, and that there were immortals in myths and legends, but later on, these were regarded as people's conjectures and stories.
"We must find a way to break this curse!" Chu Cheng's eyes flickered and he looked at the tall tower in the distance.
In the last words of Patriarch Daoqing, he mentioned that only by crossing the deserted sea and escaping from Qingzhou can there be a glimmer of hope. But there are countless ferocious beasts in this deserted sea. According to rumors, there are even eighth-level terrifying existences in the deserted sea. They have extremely long lifespans, and there are even sea beasts that have survived for hundreds of thousands of years. Those are all above the seventh level!
Crossing the deserted sea was too dangerous and dangerous, and it was almost impossible to survive. No one knew how big the deserted sea was, and there were only a few sentences recorded in historical records.
The deserted sea can only be filled with a thousand green islands. It would take a thousand green continents to fill the deserted sea, and it might even be more.
Chu Cheng has only walked through a small part of Qingzhou so far. Even if he wants to cross Qingzhou, it will take several years.
The deserted sea is so big that it is extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, you will fall into the belly of the sea beast. Even if the monk who transformed into a god crossed the desert sea, he would still have a narrow escape. From the fact that those monks who transformed into gods tens of thousands of years ago did not cross the deserted sea but entered the Luo Yun secret realm, we can see the danger in the deserted sea.
The painted land is like a prison, and the deserted sea is like a prison. It makes people unable to go out forever.
Chu Cheng sighed sadly. Even the monks who transformed themselves into gods did not dare to cross. Needless to say, he would definitely die if he went there.
"Let's go." Seeing that the injury had healed for a long time, Chu Cheng got up and walked towards the high tower.
"Your injury..." Liu Qian hesitated. Even if the Clear Liquid Pill was a holy healing product, it was impossible to completely heal the injury in such a short period of time.
Chu Cheng was seriously injured just now. Even after taking the clear liquid pill, his body was still covered with cracks.
"Let's go, do you want the treasure to be handed over to others?" Chu Cheng did not look back, but speeded up.
He was confident that even if he was injured, he could not be matched by those people. The only thing he was worried about was that the disciple from Demon Valley was among them.
This is only a possibility. Who knows whether the disciples of Demon Valley will be inside?
Liu Qian saw that Chu Cheng had made up his mind, so she had no choice but to follow him obediently, following closely behind him.
Time passed, and the two of them had been walking for three hours. They still saw some skeletons along the way. After seeing too many, the two of them naturally stopped paying attention to those wreckage.
"It seems to be very close. Why haven't we arrived after walking for so long?" Liu Qian frowned, feeling a little impatient.
"It's not that it's close, but that the tower is too huge." Chu Cheng said calmly. As he walked, he used the Nine Heavens Mysterious Skill to heal his wounds silently.
Chu Cheng knew very well that when he got there, he would definitely face a big battle. If he could obtain the Jiyin Order, even if he was not a disciple of the Demon Valley, he would still be a monk at the eleventh level of Qi Gathering. There might even be a hidden crisis.
"Chu Cheng! Take out the flying boat!" Liu Qian was a little tired and stopped and said.
"Haha, flying boat. Do you think you can fly here?" Chu Cheng rolled his eyes.
As soon as he entered the giant bronze palace, Chu Cheng noticed a killing formation above the place! Otherwise, why would he be walking on foot?
"Ah..." Liu Qian was startled, and she really didn't know. Seeing Chu Cheng walking on foot, she had no choice but to follow him without flying.
Chu Cheng shook his head, took out a low-grade spiritual stone and threw it into the sky. When the spirit stone had just reached a height of ten feet, a wave of waves suddenly rose in the sky, and a destructive force followed, blasting the spirit stone into soot.
"There should have been a great battle here, which caused the interest rate calculation in this space to be extremely unstable." Chu Cheng looked up at the sky. The fluctuations faded away, but the atmosphere of violence still lingered.
Liu Qian was startled, patted her chest with her little hand, and said thankfully: "Fortunately, I met you, otherwise I would have died long ago."
Chu Cheng ignored it and still walked forward. Seeing that she was ignored, Liu Qian pursed her peach-petal-like mouth slightly and hummed in her heart, but still followed closely.
Time passes, the sun sets, the moon rises, there is a clear and clear silence...
"It should be here soon." Chu Cheng looked ahead and murmured.
As the two of them continued to approach, the tall tower grew larger and larger. Now it was ten miles in size, and the intricate patterns on the tall tower could be clearly seen.
"Chu Cheng... look where you are!" At this moment, Liu Qian suddenly grabbed the corner of Chu Cheng's clothes and exclaimed.
"Huh?" Chu Cheng was stunned and looked in the direction pointed by the girl behind him.
Under the moonlight, the ground was still cold, covered with gravel and lifeless. But in the southeast direction, there was a bright red scattered all over, which was very eye-catching under the moonlight.
"Is this blood?" Chu Cheng was shocked. There was obviously a fight over there.
"Look at that!" Liu Qian pointed again, but this time she didn't act rashly and looked at Chu Cheng with her beautiful eyes blinking.
Under a pile of stones, a man was lying quietly, but this man had lost all vitality. The blood stains around him were very sticky and not solid. It was obvious that he had not been dead for a long time.
"Is it someone else?" Chu Cheng looked at the corpse and exclaimed.
Now I finally meet another person with the Jiyin Order, although this is a dead person. This further indicates that they are about to resist the tower.
"Go and have a look?" Liu Qian took the initiative to ask this time and did not act rashly.
The corpse looked like it had been killed by someone, rather than triggering the killing array. Chu Cheng pondered for a moment and then walked towards the corpse. I was startled when I saw the face of this corpse clearly through the moonlight.
This man had a handsome face and must have been highly sought after by women. But what surprised Chu Cheng was that the dead man was actually a disciple of the Qingyun Sect.
"Hey! I recognize this person!" Liu Qian exclaimed, with a look of disbelief on her beautiful face.
"Who is this person?" Chu Cheng looked at the stunning girl in front of him in confusion.
"This man is Meng Shaohua, the great disciple of the Qingyun Sect, a monk at the eleventh level of Qi Gathering. In terms of qualifications, there are no more than twenty people in Qingzhou who can match him. Even compared to my brother, he is not far behind." After a while, Liu Qian came back to her senses. As she spoke, she secretly glanced at the ridiculously strong person in front of her.
"It turns out it's him!" Chu Cheng's heart froze and he looked at the corpse intently. This man was actually the senior brother mentioned by Nangong Yan and Nangong Xue.
Chu Cheng remembered that Nangong Yan once said that Meng Shaohua was carrying a mysterious defensive talisman, and the great elder of Qingyun Sect also specially gave him a middle-grade treasure.
Meng Shaohua was holding a treasure weapon that was at least as capable as an ordinary early-stage foundation-building monk, but he still died here.
Chu Cheng's eyes flashed, and he had already determined who Meng Shaohua was killed by. In the Luo Yun Secret Realm, the only one who has such strength to kill the eleventh-level Qi Gathering powerhouse is the disciple of Moyou Valley!
Chu Cheng searched the body and found that everything had been taken away.
"The next enemy is very strong and not inferior to me. I want to heal here." Chu Cheng sat down cross-legged and started running "Watching the Moon at Night" under the moonlight.
"Could he be a disciple of Demon Valley?" Liu Qian understood immediately and exclaimed.
Under the moonlight, Chu Cheng's body shone with aura, very otherworldly. Time passed little by little, until the moon set and the sun rose, I opened my eyes.
Even Liu Qian was secretly surprised that overnight, all the cracks on Chu Cheng's body disappeared, and his skin was crystal clear, comparable to mutton fat.
Chu Cheng adjusted his aura to its peak to welcome the upcoming battle. For some reason, he had some expectations in his heart.
This battle must be the strongest battle in the Qi gathering stage in Qingzhou for thousands of years!
Chu Cheng took a deep breath, turned around and said, "You have to be careful next time."
Liu Qian took out a mysterious grade talisman and said with a smile: "Don't worry, if I encounter danger, I will use the defensive talisman in time."
Chu Cheng looked at this mysterious grade talisman and nodded, stood up and walked towards the tower.
His guess was correct, the tower was already very close to the two of them, and they arrived in front of the tower in less than a cup of tea.
"Chu Cheng, there is no entrance here." Liu Qian took a step forward and looked at the ancient pagoda.
Just under Liu Qian's step, a burst of light flashed in the air, and then the two of them disappeared into the world.
Before Chu and Cheng could react, they were in another world.
This place is completely empty, with only a ten-mile radius, and a stone statue a hundred feet high sits in the center!
The stone statue carves a middle-aged man, and he has a faint sense of supreme power, but people dare not look directly at him.
This man is extremely heroic, and his gloomy eyes reveal a profound light that seems to be able to swallow a person's soul. On his body, he wore an imperial robe with a strong Taoist charm, making people feel the supreme majesty of the ancient emperor.
