The words fall, Chen Yuan step meal, mouth slowly emerged a meaningful smile.

When he turned around again, he looked at Lingxiao Dasheng with a smile, and Lingxiao Dasheng was covered with a pestle.

"Said so much, actually just this sentence can, when to leave?" Chen Yuan smiles.

The corner of Lingxiao's mouth twitches. How can he feel that he can only match Chen Yuan?

"At present, the eight wasteland great saints have already set out. If you need to wait two days for preparation, we will set out later."

After hearing this, Chen Yuan turned around again and said, "let's go now."

There is no need to take care of Yaogu Daozhou. There are ancient immortals and demons. Everything is arranged properly.

Since there is a holy river in the gate of Prajna, let alone Chen Yuan, who can become a saint, all his subordinates have found a way to solve the problem of holy lines.

As for whether Prajna is willing to offer or not, it's up to them.

I, Chen Yuan, am the devil. OK!

But in a moment, the green eyed white dragon came again. Chen Luoli and others said excitedly, "brother, do you want me to become a saint this time?"

Chen Yuan replied with a smile: "immortality is still far away. The more holy lines gathered at the moment, the better."

Although Chen Luoli may not understand, he is still in high spirits, and the unique exquisite body of Taiyin is the same.

Seeing this scene, the great sage of Lingxiao also rode on his own chariot and beast and set foot on the way to Prajna gate.

The road is far away, and the dragon's back is full of fun. It is not covered by the terrible haze from Indra, which makes it a little worried.

Such a scene, see Jun Shitian nose a sour, can't help turning his head, alone tears.

What a happy group of people, they have everything and need nothing. Even if the sky collapses, they all have a figure of indomitable spirit, supporting the source of destruction with one hand.

And I can never be that kind of person.

Envy,

envy,

hate!

……

After five days, a great team finally arrived at the boundary of Prajna gate.

At the same time, Chen Yuan's mind, also sounded the system prompt sound again.

[Ding! 】

[the system mall has been updated. You have the following items for one dollar second killing. 】

[second killing item: Kunlun elixir tripod! 】

[second killing item: one holy grain! 】

[item that can be killed in seconds: a flag of heaven and earth! 】

Chen Yuan killed it again, focusing on the heaven and earth holy flag, which is a most advanced immortal tool with great heaven and earth moving skill.

According to the description, Chen Yuan's eyes can't help bursting out of the essence. He can move all the forces of demon ancient Daozhou at will through the heaven and earth holy banner!

It is similar to the ancient array, the gate of immortals and Demons and so on, but the only difference is that it ignores all distances.

Chen Yuan is very satisfied with this.

In addition, it has reached the peak of heaven. If Kunlun elixir continues to be absorbed, it will only grow horizontally, enhance the majestic degree of immortal power, and can no longer move forward vertically.

The reason is that the altar of immortals has reached saturation. Only when the realm of immortals becomes holy can it continue to grow vertically.

So Chen Yuan generously gave Kunlun Warcraft and others. As for Chen Luoli and Wushuang, they can't absorb so much elixir at present.

The main way for them to become strong is also physical.

As time goes by again, the ethereal atmosphere is constantly spreading in the sight, and many towering towers appear along the road, all built by the Prajna gate.

It's magnificent, majestic and ancient. It seems that there are great saints sitting in it.

It was here that people from other fields appeared in the distance.

There are islands moving directly in the air, and there are many palaces on them.

There is a five clawed Golden Dragon galloping constantly, behind pulling a huge endless coffin.

There are also purple Colts running on their own, sitting cross legged an old man in white.

Each scene is constantly exposed in the sight of Chen Yuan and others. Chen Luoli and Wushuang see many strange mounts and people for the first time. They are all pointing and marveling.

This time, the call of the invited Prajna God gate, similar to Taiyi God, basically all came.

In addition, some important people from Liyan and Changsheng will also come.

At this moment, in the other direction from Chen Yuan, a Jingtian sword shuttles through the air, carrying a large number of strong men in Jiansheng Pavilion.

The leading one is Xiang Ritian, the sword sage. He stands with his hands down, his face is cold, his eyes are full of sharp sword spirit, and he was once a bit gloomy.

No matter whether this Indra wants to be reborn or not, he basically doesn't care. The death of his beloved disciple Xiang Qingshen is always his heart knot.Since his parents died when he was young, when he joined Jiansheng Pavilion, he had already shown his extremely rebellious posture and even regarded him as his adoptive father.

I didn't expect that, but I suffered such a disaster!

After a long time, he suddenly met another person.

The huge and incomparable warship reveals the ancient and deep charm. There is a flag that twinkles in the wind and depicts the big words: rain!

He narrowed his eyes to the sun, and the two sides were approaching. Of course, Yu Sheng also saw the sky shattering sword galloping in the air, and immediately slowed down the speed.

"Jiansheng, you're all right. Why didn't you take Xiangqing with you?" Rain Saint slowly spread out words, behind standing Jingnan smoke and a group of rain family elders.

Jing Nan Yan's eyes were always unfocused and lax. No one knew what she was thinking and what mood she was in.

Since the return of the holy Road, she has spoken very little, but simply revealed the existence of a man named Chen Yuan.

This time saw the sword saint to day day, also just swept one eye, then again ignored.

In the past, she must have met.

"Xiang Qing died. It is reported that he was killed by Chen Yuan." Well south smoke light spit out a word.

After hearing this, the rain Saint immediately twitched his mouth and seemed quite surprised.

No matter what kind of things, can not attract the attention of the well south smoke, but mention about Chen Yuan, she just said two words.

But who is Chen Yuanzhi?

This time, xiangritian's face was gloomy to the extreme. After a cold hum, Jingtian Shenjian broke out and sped away.

"It seems that Xiang Qingshen's death is true." Seeing Xiang Ritian so angry, the rain Saint felt thoughtful.

While driving, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a magnificent white dragon in the corner of his eye.

Long Wei is mighty and full of air. In addition, there are a large number of Taiyi people from heaven, following closely.

Surprisingly, even the great sage of Lingxiao is located behind the white dragon.

"This is..." The rain Saint narrowed his eyes.

But don't want to well south smoke direct whole body huge tremble, suddenly forward one step, dead stare at the shadow of white dragon.

The same picture is naturally seen by Xiang Ritian on Jingtian Shenjian. An irresistible fury is set off in a flash!

"Dog thief!"