Hearing Han Xize's words, Jiang Yinghan immediately rolled his eyes, "Xiao Yezi is a talented demon, powerful and stunningly beautiful. What do you think he wants from Xiao Yezi?" Han Xize's eyes suddenly widened, "Mom, he actually likes Xiao Zizi and pries the emperor's corner. Is he trying to kill himself?" As soon as these words came out, Jiang Yinghan and the others couldn't help laughing. "Hahaha... He really doesn't want his life!" Ye Feiran glanced at them speechlessly, and said quietly, "Have you noticed that they have ascended? If you don't, we will leave now." "Look, this little thing doesn't affect our ability to see them ascend." Han Xize said immediately. biqubao.com My fair lady, what a gentleman! He could understand Duanmu Shuche, but if he did anything excessive to Xiao Yezi in the future, he would never sympathize with him. There are still many cultivators who go to watch Duanmu Shuche and the ancestors of the Xingyue Immortal Sect ascend. Their thoughts are also following the Fengyun Team 3, hoping that they can accumulate experience. In the end, Duanmu Shuche and the ancestors of the Xingyue Immortal Sect naturally ascended smoothly. After the thunderstorm dissipated and the nectar fell from the sky, a person in the crowd suddenly walked towards the ladder to the immortal. "Hey, is this senior planning to ascend?" "Who is he? I haven't seen him before." The third team of Fengyun had also planned to leave. After hearing this, they all looked towards the Immortal Land. With just one glance, they could tell that this cultivator was from the City that Never Sleeps. However, neither Ye Feiran nor Ye Feixuan had ever fought against him. As soon as this cultivator stepped onto the ladder to ascend to immortality, the calamity clouds in the sky gathered again. When everyone thought that the first thunderbolt was about to be struck down, a scream suddenly came from the ladder to the immortal. "ah……" The next moment, the cultivator fell from the ethereal ladder, dripping with blood, and was dying, as if he had died! Everyone: "!!!" what's the situation? Why did he fall suddenly? This scene shocked all the cultivators who were watching. The eight people had successfully ascended, but they all felt that ascending was not as difficult as they imagined. But now this cultivator fell down after walking less than a hundred steps, which once again made them deeply aware of one thing. Ascension is not easy, it means fighting with the sky, risking your life, and falling from heaven to hell with one careful step. For a moment, the cultivators around him were thinking a lot. When the defensive formation disappeared, the cultivators from the Nightless City stepped forward to check on the fallen cultivator. When they found out about his situation, their expressions suddenly changed, and they were really thrown from heaven to hell. If this cultivator wants to ascend again, he has to practice again for who knows how many years. The occurrence of this incident caused those in Senluo Continent who were anxious to hold the Ascension Ceremony to postpone their plans. However, this does not prevent some well-prepared practitioners from choosing to ascend, such as Yunmen. A total of four people in Yunmen chose to ascend, the ancestor of Yunmen and the elder of Yunmen, and the other two people were the saint son of Yunmen, Lu Ziheng, and the saintly girl of Yunmen, Shen Ke. Hearing that Lu Ziheng and Shen Ke had ascended, Fengyun Team 3 and other young peak-level Mahayana players were all surprised. "No, why are Lu Ziheng and Shen Ke so anxious to ascend?" "Didn't they break through to the peak of Mahayana in the Tower of Time? Are their cultivation levels stable?" "Little Ye Zi, shall we go to the ceremony?" "Go, you must go!" Ye Feiran said quickly. On the way, Fengyun Team 3 was still doubtful. "Why did they ascend so quickly?" Ye Feiran thought for a while, "Maybe Yunmen has made complete preparations for them." This time, the ascension of Yunmen cultivators still attracted everyone's attention, and the most important thing was that all four of them successfully ascended. With the success of Lu Ziheng and Shen Ke's ascension, the confidence of those preparing to ascend in Senluo Continent has greatly increased. Two juniors who broke through to the peak of Mahayana so late can still succeed in ascension. There is no way they, old guys with a lot of experience, will not succeed! Suddenly, there was another wave of ascension craze in Senluo Continent, but some people succeeded and some failed. Overseas, the ancestors of the Yun family, Jiang family, Canglan Tang family, Mu family, and Han family also succeeded in ascending to the throne one after another. Of course, Tang Yun also successfully ascended. The last cultivators who ascended came from the Canglan Ye family and the Zongzheng family. The Canglan Ye family and the Zongzheng family are now attached to Xieyun Palace, so the elders of the two families are very relieved to ascend. The people in the Zongzheng family who are preparing to ascend are ancestors Zongzheng Dingye, Zongzhengsen and Ji Lianyi. Zong Zhengsen is now a ninth-grade alchemist. They discussed it and thought that if he ascends to the immortal world, he can quickly establish a foothold in the immortal world with the help of his status as a ninth-grade alchemist. The people from the Canglan Ye family who chose to ascend were Ye Tianba, Ye Chuwen, Ye Yuheng, Gong Yufu, Ye Long and Zongzheng Yunyin. In addition, Gong Yufu's father and mother, Gong Zang and Jiang Jun, also ascended together. Therefore, eleven people from two families ascended together, and the ascension ceremony was very lively. The two families were very reluctant to let go of their younger members, but in order to protect them in the fairy world in the future, they could only put away their reluctance. However, they clearly explained everything that needed to be explained. Ye Yuheng looked at Feng Yuexi, then at Ye Feiran, and slowly said, "Yuexi, Ran'er, the family will be left to you." "Yes!" Feng Yuexi and Ye Feiran responded seriously. Then, Ye Yuheng looked at Ye Jiajing, Ye Shiqing and others, and continued, "When Ran'er ascends, the family will be handed over to you." Although he didn't ask Ye Feiran when he planned to ascend, he knew it wouldn't be long. "Yes!" Ye Jiajing and others also agreed obediently. The ascension ceremony was very lively, and eleven people from the Canglan Ye family and the Zongzheng family also ascended smoothly. They all have good character, and they also have ninth-grade elixirs and thunder cloud leaf cloth. If the ascension fails, it is really unjustifiable. After they successfully ascended, Ye Feiran stayed in the family for half a year and then began to travel around the world. This is naturally because she wants to confirm whether there are any fragments of the past candle in Senluo Continent. After all, it will be difficult to come back in the future. At the same time, the God Realm, the Evil God Realm. Ye Mulin's soul had returned to its original position long ago, but he didn't wake up until he was ready. As soon as he woke up, there was a sound of rapid footsteps. Soon, a handsome and strong man came to his bed. "Master, you finally woke up!" This man is none other than the incarnation of the ancient black dragon. He is responsible for Ye Mulin's retreat for healing and the lower realm of the soul. He is responsible for managing the Evil God Realm. He is definitely an ancient divine beast with both civil and military skills. Ye Murin slowly got up from the bed, and the first thing he said was, "Is the Alchemy God here?" The ancient black dragon must have known about the moment when his soul returned to its original position, so he knew what to do. "Here he comes. The moment the master's soul returns to his throne, I sent a message to invite him to come." "Very good!" Ye Mulin glanced at the ancient black dragon with admiration, and then continued, "Invite the Alchemy God to come in." "Yes!" The ancient black dragon responded, and then quickly went to invite the Alchemy God.
March, early spring. A corner in the eastern part of Nanhuangzhou. The hazy sky was gray and black, showing heavy depression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked into the sky and blurred out the clouds. The clouds overlapped and merged with each other, spreading out streaks of crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder. It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world. ,. Blood-colored rain, with sadness, falls into the mortal world. The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood. The city is in ruins and everything is withered. Collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering. The streets that used to be bustling with people are now desolate. The sandy dirt road that used to be bustling with people is no longer noisy now. Only blood and mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper were left, indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking. Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck deep in the mud, full of sadness. Only an abandoned rabbit doll hung on the shaft, swaying in the wind. The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of eerieness. The turbid eyes seemed to have some residual resentment, looking lonely at the mottled rocks in front of them. There, a figure was lying down. This was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, his clothes were torn and covered with dirt, and he had a broken leather bag tied around his waist. The young man squinted his eyes and remained motionless. The biting cold penetrated his worn coat from all directions and spread throughout his body, gradually taking away his body temperature. But even though the rain fell on his face, he didn't blink, staring coldly into the distance like an eagle. Following his gaze, he saw a skinny vulture gnawing on the carrion of a wild dog, seven or eight feet away from him, observing the surroundings vigilantly from time to time. It seems that in this dangerous ruins, if there is the slightest movement, it will instantly rise into the sky. The young man is like a hunter, patiently waiting for the opportunity. After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally buried its head completely into the belly of the wild dog. ,,. ,.
