At the beginning of the game, you will live forever, and you will grow old forever

"Brother Xun, they look down on you."

"Moo?"

"Forget it, it's a small matter, go somewhere else."

The man whose expression changed after receiving the fairy stone quietly left the crowd and then disappeared unnoticed in the desolate wind.

But if someone's eyes could illuminate the entire boundless fairyland...

You can see that outside of many sects and Taoist schools, there is a human cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage accompanied by a black bull and a lion. Some sects accept them as their disciples, while some sects reject them after discovering the effectiveness of the Dao Ranking.

However, some immortal sects and Taoist schools also accepted them as menial disciples.

And these are all the incarnations of Chen Xun and others. The Boundless Immortal Realm now gathers tens of thousands of Taoist monks, almost half of the immortal world has come here, and they are bound to leave behind countless Taoist sects here. If you search for these Taoist sects one by one, you will definitely find them forever.

But this major event saved us a lot of unnecessary years.

Chen Xun vigorously promoted the Immortal Dao Ranking, naturally mostly for his own cultivation of the Ten Thousand Daos. He had never been afraid of the tide of the times in the Immortal World, nor had he ever been afraid of the rise of amazing younger generations who would snatch away his title as the strongest man of his time.

If you can’t win, you can leave.

The ancient immortal territory has passed through, and the cause and effect energy of the immortal world has long been gone. If you really want to find it, you can only rely on luck.

Chen Xun felt extremely calm because of this.

……

The fairy world calendar is 4.41 million years.

Thousands of bridges exploded one after another, indicating the death of immortals. The avenues of the immortal world wailed as if at a funeral, transforming into strange phenomena in the sky to send the immortals off respectfully. As for how they fell, no one would bother to care.

As the immortal fell, the eyes of the disciples of the Taoist sect he brought with him became bloodshot. After knowing that he was suppressed by the spiritual energy immortal, they began to kill the spiritual energy immortal monks because they knew that they might not be able to leave this boundless immortal realm!

Not only that, other Dao cultivators also started a chaotic fight at the same time as the battle of the Ten Thousand Races Bridge. In an instant, smoke of war filled the air, and even the term "Dao enemy" appeared. The fight would not stop until one side was dead and the other side would be to the death.

Even the sect where Chen Xun and his clones were located was implicated.

Destroyed...

Later, this group of destroyers were also killed by powerful people from other sects in the Boundless Immortal Realm to restore the rules of the immortal way!

Chen Xun and his companions were having a "picnic" beside a big river. When they came back and saw that the sect was gone, they were extremely sad. They were also praised by the passing monks as people with great luck, as they had avoided the disaster of annihilation by staying outside.

After they buried a lot of corpses, they naturally inherited the sect's legacy.

He did not establish a new sect, but took the sect's legacy away, saying that he would definitely carry forward the sect's skills!

There was gradually some chaos in the boundless fairyland.

The incident of the Dao Ranking caused too many demons and monsters from the fairy world to enter the boundless fairyland. Coupled with the fact that peerless powerful people were fighting each other, chaos was inevitable.

This year.

A woman named "A Miao" who regarded all races as cannibals walked out of the desolate human ancestral domain.

……

The calendar of the immortal world is 4.42 million years.

The outline of the ancient fairyland outside the sky disappeared and it completely became an endless legend.

Although the Dao Ranking was established, it could not be closed for a long time, which seemed to make Henggu Xianjie lose patience. Only the three Nine Tribulations Dao Lords from the outer sky were left to transform into the 'Dao Bone Corpse Domain' and linger in the boundless outer star domain for a long time, shocking the world.

This year.

Humanity said that Huang Ting had returned, sitting in the boundless human ancestral domain, and announced to the world through the Xingshu:

"All human beings in the world can return to their ancestral land."

Faced with the global impact of the Dao Ranking on the human race and the weakness of the human race in the fairy world, the Human Huangting, which had been away from the conflicts in the three thousand fairy realms for a long time, was the first to stand up and stabilize the hearts of the human race in the world, at least allowing the human race in the fairy world to find a backbone.

And the number of the masters of Huangting in this generation, the 'ascended ones' in the fairy world and fairy prison, is about three thousand.

He does not bear the heavy history of the human race in the three thousand great ages, nor does he have the blood of the ancient human race flowing in his veins, nor does he inherit any hatred.

one year later.

In a snowy pavilion.

It snows every year in the Human Ancestor Realm, and ice covers thousands of miles. The pavilion where the Lord of Humanity resides is gradually covered by wind and snow.

Outside the pavilion.

A man stood there, he had handsome eyebrows and eyes, he was wearing a dark blue cloud pattern robe, his wide sleeves fluttered in the wind, his hair was slightly scattered, his eyes were as cold as an ancient well, without sadness or joy, as if he was a solitary pine tree standing alone in the wind and snow for ten thousand years.

However, this person's temperament is like that of an immortal who walked out of the years of silence. He is aloof and difficult to approach, as if he was not born to belong to this world.

"About three thousand." Suddenly, a shout came from afar.

The man slowly raised his eyes, his deep, dark eyes seeming to reflect the vastness of heaven and earth. He nodded and said, "Senior Mu."

The person who came was the exiled immortal Mu Huajue.

A hint of surprise and displeasure flashed in his eyes: "Why did Huang Ting return? The entire Wujiang Immortal Realm is in turmoil right now. Even the Henggu Immortal Realm has descended. Aren't you afraid of destroying the hard work of my old friend?"

"Senior Mu, Huang Ting has returned and will not leave again." Gai Sanqian said calmly, "Judging from the current situation of the human race, Master has taken the wrong path. At the very least, the timing is far from right."

"How are you doing?"

"Of course, it's about revitalizing the human race in the immortal world, not stopping the war and retreating from the world." Gai Sanqian smiled slightly, "When the human race's power overwhelms the world, it won't be too late to discuss Master's ideals."

Once upon a time, someone wanted to start a bloody massacre for the human race and died in a foreign land.

Once upon a time, there were people who wanted to inherit the Taoist bloodline of the human race, set up the Immortal Court and the Human Religion, and fought against each other.

Once upon a time, there was also Huang Ting who lived in seclusion and ignored disputes.

Now, the time has come, it is time to revive the human race in the fairy world.

"Huh?!" Mu Huajue frowned.

He saw that Gai Sanqian was already drawing his sword.

"Senior Mu, there are too many cultivators from outside the Human Ancestor Realm. I will go and clean up all the races in the human world."

After saying this, he picked up his sword and walked away, disappearing in the vast snow.

Three years later.

Blood in the Human Ancestor Realm flowed like a river. On a high mountain, immortal bones stood far away. Looking at the top of the mountain, a monk with a bloody face stood by the sword. There were two or three blood marks on his face, and immortal blood kept dripping along with the edge of his sword.

And in front of him was half-kneeling a Six Tribulations Immortal Lord with his eyes open and a look of immense horror in his eyes.

Look closely!

This mountain was actually paved with the corpses of cultivators from all races. The man looked indifferently at the sea of blood and corpses at his feet, then picked up his sword and turned to leave. Not long after, the scene of the falling immortals came gushing out like a mountain and sea tide.

The thunder exploded in the vast sky, and it was like the demise of immortals.

It also faintly reflected the terrifying figure on the earth who killed one person every ten steps and left corpses of all races strewn everywhere he passed.

The man never spoke much. He would just pick up his sword and walk away, slashing with one blow. Wherever he went, there was no sound of swords and sabers, but only silence among all races. The dead were silent, and the living dared not speak.

During these three years, he never sat high up, but only left a trail of bloody footprints on the mountains of corpses. The cultivators in the Human Ancestor Realm did not know where he came from, but they only knew that the sword was never sheathed and seemed to have never been stained by dust.

On the day when the thunder rolled down, the Human Ancestor Domain was silent. Some people said that they saw him look back, and his eyes were as indifferent as the autumn water of old years, without leaving any emotion for the world.

He has no name, nor does he need one.

——There is such a person in the human ancestral domain, and all races should give way to him.

This person ascended from the lower universe. He is a descendant of Jiang Jixiu, the common leader of the human race, and a direct disciple of the previous common leader of the human race. His real name is Gai Sanqian, the Gai Sanqian that dominates the three thousand worlds.