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Chapter 887 The Son of Disaster Comes!(2/2)

"I am 80% sure about the realm of Xuanxian. However, once I break through the realm of Xuanxian from the realm of gods, I am only 70% sure whether I can completely resist the power of the fairy world."

Su Li said.

There are indeed too many treasures in the Bodhi Immortal Mansion this time. There are dozens of golden bodies of immortals, which can be used to refine many immortal weapons.

An ordinary fairy weapon can be refined with the divine laws of an immortal, not to mention that there are so many immortal laws in the Bodhi Immortal Mansion.

And once Su Li refines the golden body of Buddha, it is very likely that he will become a mysterious immortal.

The third level of immortality, the realm of Xuanxian, this realm has surpassed the power in the world.

Because according to the ordinary rules of immortality, gods are already the pinnacle of power in the world. Once you reach the level of Xuanxian, no matter what means you have, you must immediately ascend. Unless you seal your own Xuanxian law immediately, you will never use it forever.

Xuanxian's methods come.

But cultivating to become a Xuanxian in that way is actually a kind of imprisonment.

And just when Su Li was thinking about how to improve the Xuanxian without being led away by the power of the fairy world, he suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis. Suddenly he looked towards the distant time and space, and saw

In the big world of Cultivation, a fairy light suddenly appeared all over the sky, and the crystal wall system of the fairy world was trembling.

Many Taoist masters have also crossed time and space, leaving the Xuanhuang World and flying towards the direction of the Cultivation World.

An aura that made all the heavens and worlds tremble was transmitted from the fairy world above the great world of cultivation.

"A big shot in the fairy world is coming..."

At this moment, whether it was Su Li, Linglong Immortal Lord, Inner Demon Old Man, Chiyuan Demon Lord, or Feng Baiyu, their hearts suddenly clenched.

They could see that above the Great World of Cultivation, a piece of golden light flashed, and countless immortal energy descended from the Immortal World. As soon as it landed, it immediately filled the void of the universe. They all reached the Great World of Xuanhuang, faintly fighting against the overwhelming and overwhelming

The divine water of the universe.

Su Li knew the real trouble was coming.

Such a large-scale attack by the God Realm cannot be resisted by the secular monks alone.

Only the army descending from the fairy world can compete and fight to the death with the gods.

No matter what, the fairy world will not let the gods sacrifice the Xuanhuang world to the saints, open the passage to the fairy world, distort the rules, and leak the vitality.

But this kind of thing is a huge crisis for Su Li.

Even in the Xuanhuang World, Su Li could see that the entire world of cultivation was constantly squirming, receiving the vast will poured into it from the immortal world, thus creating its own life.

The origin of the entire world of cultivation gradually became active, like a fairy fetus.

Deep in the center of the world of cultivation, a person's face seems to be condensed.

This figure has very delicate facial features, and his whole body exudes an aura of oldness and newness. The reason why he is said to be old is because no one can estimate how long he will live, and because he is said to be new because he was just born.

On the top of his head, a white line represented a thread of life between heaven and earth, and his whole body was filled with the aura of disaster.

This is the unique aura of the Lord of Disaster.
Chapter completed!
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