As long as I live long, I can be invincible in the world

Chapter 163

"In other words, in today's Immortal Cultivation Continent, there are no survivors except you?" Although Ye Xiaoman was not a virgin, when he heard that the entire Immortal Cultivation Continent was almost dead, he couldn't help but feel a pity.

Ling Tian nodded, his expression was downcast, his friend Wang Yanran also died together with the Wuji Sect, recalling that when the two were still spirited young men, they once went up the tree to take out the bird's nest and fight powerful enemies together, and even when they were cultivated, they made progress together in fencing, and now, it is forever separated from each other.

Everyone was silent, and the entire hall was filled with sadness, and Ling Tian witnessed the relatives around them being brutally killed by the King of Evil Spirits, sucking in essence qi, and turning into a dry corpse, but they could only be incompetent and furious.

The King of Evil Spirits is too strong, they can only avoid the edge for the time being, wait for Ye Xiaoman to return, and then take revenge,

leaving Qingshan without fear of no firewood.

"Sect Master, then gather together tomorrow, I got some elixirs from the Divine Realm, and when the time comes, I will distribute it to everyone, and there will be big things to do next."

"Good."

On the second day, everyone gathered in the main hall, Chen Beixuan heard that Ye Xiaoman had returned, and also came out of the retreat, and now he has cultivated more diligently after experiencing the demise of the sect, and now he is in the late stage of the Convergence Realm.

The moment Lu Yinghao saw Ye Xiaoman, tears fell to the ground at once, and he threw himself on Ye Xiaoman's body and cried non-stop, who could know how much such a strong man had endured these days, and he was the only one left in the entire sect.

Ye Xiaoman patted him on the back to express comfort, and he understood the situation.

The boy did not flick tears, but he did not reach the sad place.

After more than ten minutes, Lu Yinghao finished venting, began to dry his tears, and silently stood beside Ye Xiaoman.

Xu Daozi, Ling Tian, Yang Zifan, Xiao Tiancheng, Fu Man, Chen Beixuan, Lu Yinghao, Qian Sen, Guan Shanyue, and the hundreds of surviving disciples of Xuantian Sect, the elders used their lives to buy time for Ling Tian to retreat.

Ye Xiaoman still remembered that the diligent Elder Chu Xiong was long gone.

King of Evil Spirits, you've got something big.

After collecting his emotions, Ye Xiaoman expressed sympathy for everyone, and then took out the heaven-level high-level elixirs obtained from the Taiyan Sect and put them on the heads of one, two, three one by one, and after sublimating into quasi-divine medicines, they distributed them to Ling Tian one by one, as for the remaining Xuantian Sect disciples, they were the heaven-level primary-level elixirs that were in stock, these were the earth-level elixirs that Ye Xiaoman did not use, and they were only available after the processing of one, two, three.

All the heaven-grade elixirs in his body had become the nutrients of the World Tree, after all, he did not expect that ten years later, the Immortal Cultivation Continent would become like this.

Xu Daozi is the early stage of the Mahayana realm, Ling Tian is the early stage of the Tribulation Realm, Chen Beixuan Fusion Realm is the late stage, Yang Zifan they are all in the early stage of the Convergence Realm, and with the help of quasi-divine medicine, they can improve several realms in a month.

"Fuman, this is the 10,000-year spirit ginseng leaf beard, in the next month, let it accompany you to cultivate."

Ye Xiaoman pulled Fu Man to his side, solemnly explained to him, and handed over the 10,000-year spirit ginseng on his shoulder to Fuman, compared to Zhang Guan and Li Dai for them, Fuman's strength is still a little lower, fortunately, he was prepared earlier, with the help of 10,000-year spirit ginseng, Fuman can be reborn.

Last night, Ye Xiaoman and Wannian Spirit Ginseng reached a deal, when Fu Man was cultivating, Wan Nian Ling Ginseng would be assisted on the side, and gave Fu Man an old mustache supplement, as a condition, Ye Xiaoman promised to open a small stove for him and sleep by the World Tree for a month.

After arranging everyone, Ye Xiaoman planned to leave the Spirit Market Secret Realm alone, and he was going to find the King of Evil Spirits.

"Gongzi, shall I go with you?" Before leaving, Meng Suli proposed to be with Ye Xiaoman.

"Okay, let's go."

King of evil spirits, it's time to end its sinful life.

When he left the Immortal Cultivation Continent and went to the Divine Realm, he never found any trace of the Evil Spirit King, but he didn't expect that the Evil Spirit King was really possessed by Cheng Jian.

Cheng Jian of the Heavenly Sword Sect was one of the top Tianjiao in southern Xinjiang at that time, and later rose to the top of the army, ranking seventh in the prefecture-level Tianjiao list, at that time, Ye Xiaoman felt strange, and specially went to the Heavenly Sword Sect to investigate, and as a result, he hid.

Now that he has revealed his true face, it will be easy to do, as long as he has not left the Immortal Cultivation Continent, he will definitely be able to find it.

Ye Xiaoman flew in the direction of southern Xinjiang, according to what Ling Tian said, the last place where the Evil Spirit King retreated was southern Xinjiang, and he found no trace of the Evil Spirit King in Zhongzhou and the Eastern Region, and it was very likely that he would come to southern Xinjiang.

Sure enough, after half a day of searching, Ye Xiaoman and Meng Suli finally saw two strong demonic qi in front of them, thinking that it was the King of Evil Spirits and Jin Buxuan.

When Ye Xiaoman approached the King of Evil Spirits, the King of Evil Spirits also sensed him, and saw him flying out of the Heavenly Sword Sect that had long been in ruins, his whole body was covered with black mist, and he vaguely saw his hideous and terrifying face, his blood-red eyes were twice as large as normal people, and his pointed fangs were uneven, if he was bitten, those scientists would have to study for years.

Beside him, there stood a young man, who should be Jin Bu Change.

Boom!

Like a mouthful of 10,000-year-old phlegm stuck in his throat, the laughter of the evil spirit king was extremely ugly, Ye Xiaoman knew that this was the laughter exclusive to the villain, and he couldn't learn it.

"Ye Xiaoman, you are finally here, how is it, did you see the meeting gift I gave you?" The hoarse voice of the Evil Spirit King came, he was very proud, the entire Immortal Cultivation Continent was sucked clean by him, making his strength increase dozens and hundreds of times, if it were not for the restrictions of heaven and earth, he could consider crossing the tribulation to become a demon immortal.

Despite this, his current strength is also many times stronger than that of the Mahayana Realm, and his strong strength has brought him self-confidence, and he is no longer afraid of Ye Xiaoman.

Back then, he escaped from the secret realm of the Spirit Market and possessed Cheng Jian, and his strength has not yet recovered, because he was afraid of being discovered by Ye Xiaoman, he has been hiding and hiding, and Gou has quietly developed in the shadows, and now that the king has returned, no one in the whole world is his opponent.

"Today, you will die!"

As Ye Xiaoman spoke, the breath on his body rippled, shaking the void, and he vaguely saw that there was a void being distorted within ten zhang of his body.

Although Ye Xiaoman's body showed the early stage of the Convergence Realm, the King of Evil Spirits and Jin Buxian did not have a contempt, they had both seen Ye Xiaoman kill people in the Great Realm.

"Let me meet you first." Jin Buxian stood up, after the guidance of the king of evil spirits in the past few years, he also reached the Mahayana realm consummation, for this reason, he first stood up, just to see how Ye Xiaoman's strength was, and by the way, he could test the depth of Ye Xiaoman for his king.

"As you wish." Ye Xiaoman also walked out, his face did not have any expression, as if he put everything aside, only to see him with a big hand, and suddenly the surrounding scenery seemed to be static, the air no longer flowed, the power that was enough to tear the Mahayana Realm Perfection powerhouse burst out from his palm, hitting Jin Buxian's chest.