Terran Guardian - Chapter 740

[Chapter 726 Purple Cloud Holy Land (seeking monthly ticket)]

heavens are vast.

The world contained in it is difficult to measure.

In a deserted void, it can be seen that there is a vast world that quietly exists there.

Suddenly.

The space in front of him was shattered, and a figure came out of it and appeared in front of Heaven and Earth.

“Ziyun Clan!”

Shen Changqing looked at the world in front of him, a sense of familiarity in his heart, as if this was his home.

He understands.

This feeling only comes from the origin of Holy Purple Cloud.

“This side of the world can be regarded as a thousand-level.” Tsing Yi’s voice sounded in his mind.

Thousands of heaven and earth!

Shen Changqing nodded vaguely.

The Ziyun clan can be regarded as an ancient clan, and the heaven and earth they sit on are at the Daqian level, which is normal.

Speaking of which, the world of the human race is still at the mid-thousand level, and it is the weakest.

Wanting to promote the world is not something that happens overnight.

Fortunately.

Although the human race world is only in the middle thousand level, it is enough to accommodate today’s human race, and there is no urgency for immediate promotion.

Taking a deep breath, Shen Changqing returned to a state of absolute calmness. Shen Changqing stepped out and directly entered the world of the Ziyun clan.

The power of the barrier can stop the creatures of the non-Ziyun clan, but for the creatures of this clan, it is useless.

pass the barrier.

Only then did he truly appreciate the vastness of the Ziyun Clan’s world.

Mountains and mountains.

Dangerous peaks are majestic.

Compared with the world of the human race, the world of the Ziyun clan is as if everything has been magnified dozens or hundreds of times.

Occasionally, a huge boa constrictor can be seen parading through the mountains.

In addition, there is a majestic city located in it.

“Purple python!”

Looking at the parade pythons, Shen Changqing’s heart was like a mirror.

The body of the Ziyun clan is the purple python.

The purple python is huge, even a newly born purple python can have a body that is no less than ten feet tall, and has a huge divine power that can easily crush hills.

If it is an adult purple python, it is even more powerful, and it can crush and shatter a mountain like that.

It can be seen from this that there is a big difference between the human race and the ten thousand races.

Humans are weak.

Newborn infants do not have any strength in their bodies, and a little danger may cause the infant to die.

But children of all ethnic groups are different.

Even the weakest of the ten thousand clans, the children born have a certain amount of power in their bodies, the power can pull up trees and rubble, but they are just idle.

As an adult, he has a lot of power.

Compare.

If the human race does not cultivate, it is impossible to compete with the ten thousand races.

For no reason, Shen Changqing thought of what Tsing Yi had said.

There are two layers of seals on the human race, one of which is to limit the power of the human race itself. If there is no seal, the human race should be born with all its secrets open.

For this, he increasingly agrees.

But obviously.

The human race has been sealed for a long time, and it is not just as simple as ancient times. Otherwise, it is impossible for Tsing Yi to be unclear at all.

After recognizing the direction a little, Shen Changqing immediately went to the sky.

…

In the mountains and mountains, there are countless temples located there.

When Shen Changqing fell, a cultivator in purple appeared and shouted in a deep voice, “This is the Holy Land of Ziyun, you must not trespass… It turns out to be the Holy Son!”

When he saw the person coming, the cultivator’s expression changed suddenly, his demeanor changed. also become respectful.

Son!

Those are the core disciples of the Purple Cloud Holy Land, and among all the Holy Land disciples, they belong to the top existence.

No other disciple can be offended by any holy son.

He is a mere guard of the Holy Land Mountain Gate, and he has no such qualifications.

“En.”

Shen Changqing imitated the original appearance of Ziyun Sheng, but simply gave a light hum, and then swaggered into the Ziyun Holy Land.

Purple Cloud Holy Land.

It is the biggest force within the Ziyun clan, and it is also the core of the commanding clan.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. This sentence applies to the Ziyun clan as well.

Within the Ziyun clan, there are many forces, these forces are equivalent to the sects of the human race, and the Ziyun Holy Land is the imperial court equivalent to the human race, ruling all the sects in the world.

so.

The Holy Master of the Purple Cloud Holy Land, that is, the current emperor of the Purple Cloud Clan, the Mang Emperor!

According to Ziyun Sheng’s memory, the other party is the top Rule God King, and his strength is unfathomable. In the huge Ziyun clan, the other party is the strongest existence.

for this.

Shen Changqing is temporarily unable to study.

For such a big clan, it is impossible to say that it has no trump cards at all.

Just like the Zhongshan clan, there are ancient peerless Taoist soldiers, powerful enough to pull the gods into the underworld.

but.

He wasn’t too afraid either.

With his own strength, unless he provokes a real god-level powerhouse, he is free to come and go anywhere.

Compared to the time when he was involved in the Zhongshan clan and was careful step by step, he doesn’t need to be too afraid now.

strength.

It is often the greatest strength of man.

The Ziyun Holy Land is very large, and the internal forces are also intricate. Shen Changqing walked towards a certain direction of the Holy Land according to the memory of Ziyun Holy Land.

When he came to a mountain peak, one of the mountain guard disciples was startled, and then a surprised expression appeared on his face: “The Holy Son is back!”

“Is the Master here?”

Shen Changqing nodded.

The master he said was naturally the master of Ziyun Sheng.

The cultivator said, “The Peak Master is now on the top of the mountain.”

“Okay.”

Shen Changqing didn’t say much, and walked straight to the top of the mountain.

Shenfeng is one of the many branches in Ziyun Holy Land, and he is the son of Shenfeng.

Apart from Shenfeng, the Purple Cloud Holy Land still has thirteen branches, and each branch has a holy son.

As for the peak master of Shenfeng, it is a universe god king, so Shenfeng is the strongest branch of the fourteen peaks.

When I got to Shenfeng, I could see the whereabouts of many disciples. When these disciples saw Ziyun Sheng, they all instinctively showed awe.

without him.

The Holy Son is the most core existence in the first peak.

Except for the Peak Master, there is no cultivator whose status is higher than that of the Holy Son.

When he came to the Shenfeng Hall, Shen Changqing tidied up his clothes a little, and then walked in.

Inside the hall, the method of mustard seed Naxumi was used. From the outside, the hall is not too big, but when you walk in, it is a different world.

There is a golden throne in front of the main hall.

When he walked in, he saw a dense aura on the empty throne, and in the next breath he saw an old man in purple clothes appearing there.

“The disciple has seen the master!”

Seeing the old man appear, Shen Changqing bowed and saluted.

The cultivator in front of him is the Lord of the God Peak, Ziyunluo, the master of the Ziyunsheng.

“You’re back!”

Zi Yunluo spoke slowly, his majestic eyes falling on the other side, as if he wanted to see something.

“What’s the matter?”

“The disciple had already arrived in the Demon Continent, and when he was about to make a move, a strong man from the Dark Demon Clan appeared. The disciple was defeated and had to flee, but the other two junior brothers accidentally fell to the ground. There.

This disciple has met the high expectations of the master, please forgive me!”

Before returning to the Ziyun clan, Shen Changqing had already thought about how to deal with it.

He pushed everything to the Black Demon Clan, and Zi Yunluo had no way to find out if it was true or not.

“Black Demon God Race!”

A cold chill appeared in Zi Yunluo’s eyes.

He asked Ziyunsheng to go to the death penalty area, the purpose is to get the treasure in the hands of the demon clan, but now he has failed, and his heart can’t help but rise.

but.

Zi Yunluo didn’t really get angry, but his voice was a little cold: “If you fail, you will fail, and the news hasn’t spread, right?”

“No.”

“That’s fine.”

Zi Yunluo nodded.

The existence of the treasures in the demon clan is a top secret of Shenfeng. He asked Ziyun Sheng to fetch the treasures, and the purpose is to use the power of the treasures to defend the status of Shenfeng, or even go further.

Even if it fails now, the news of the treasure cannot be leaked.

Subsequently.

Zi Yunluo looked at the disciple in front of him: “Since you have failed, then go ahead and rest first. After more than ten years, it will be time for the holy meeting. If you can stand out from it, after all, you will be able to focus on cultivation in the Holy Land

. When the Conferred God Stage is opened, you will have the opportunity to make a name in the Conferred God List. You

must know that the Conferred God List is very important, as long as you can leave your name in it, then you can become a candidate for the next Holy Master, and if you don’t fall in the middle, It is a sure thing to become the top god king in the future.”

Although all the disciples of the Holy Land participated in the holy meeting, the real highlight was still on the holy sons of the peaks.

At the last holy meeting, Sheng Ziyun achieved good results.

at this point.

Zi Yunluo was quite satisfied.

However.

It’s not enough just to have good grades. If you want to truly stand out, you must press the peaks of the saints.

It is not easy for Ziyunsheng to do this with his current strength, but he still has some hope.

the other side.

Shen Changqing was reviewing the content of the holy meeting. After a while, he said in a deep voice, “This disciple has something to tell the master.”

“When?

” The ruins were born, and although the disciples did not get the inheritance when they entered it, they got half a bowl of divine liquid.”

“What, divine liquid!”

Zi Yunluo’s calm face suddenly changed at this moment, and even his breathing became rapid.

The terrifying power permeated from him, making the space in the hall under pressure.

In order to be more realistic, Shen Changqing’s body trembled a little, as if trying to support him.

See here.

Zi Yunluo also realized his gaffe, took a deep breath, tried his best to regain his calm, and then forced an ugly smile on his face: “You mean you got half a bowl of divine liquid, where are those divine liquids now?”

“Report to Master, when the disciple was in the ancient ruins, he had already taken the divine liquid.”

(End of this chapter)