Talisman Emperor

Chen Xiao returned to his room and sat on his knees on the bed, remembering the conversation he had had with the old sacrifice, his divine color gradually grew condensed into contemplation.

According to the old priest, this place, called the Nine Phantoms, is isolated from the world, a deserted place abandoned by the Path of Heaven and forgotten by hundreds of millions of people in the Third World.

But in the Tai Ancient Era, this is the famous dojo of Hehe, a sacred place where spirits sit in towns and are worshipped by all!

That god is the ancestor of the Nine Phantoms.

Later, a major unrest broke out in the three realms. Ten extraterritorial Holy Emperors led the invasion of the interracial army, fought against the three realms, the blood stained heaven, crashed unknown number of gods and saints, and eventually expelled all the interracial army from the three realms. The nine extraterritorial Holy Emperors were also completely suppressed.

Since then, the three worlds have returned to calm, but after the Holocaust, the nine hidden places where the Spirit sits in town have been transformed into a piece of waste, a piece of desert, and everything has died and suffered irreparable damage.

Ultimately, with the passage of time, the nine unseen places have been abandoned by the heavenly ways, forgotten by hundreds of millions of people in the three worlds, and have no access to any interface. There is no way up in heaven, no way down!

And the Nine-Phantom tribe became the only surviving community on the land, not because they were unwilling to leave, but because of their memories, it was harder to get out of this dead land.

The reason is simple: they've been searching for years, and they haven't been able to find a way out, and this has lasted for tens of thousands of years.

Later, they almost forgot the existence of the "outside world”.

However, there is always an exception, the turning point of things happened three months ago, the ancestral land of the Nine Phantoms, suddenly collapsed and the boundary was opened from the outside.

Later, a seemingly strange influx of extraterritorial heterosexuals, one like the devil, caused a bloody storm, originally nine ghost tribes with a million inhabitants, but only the old priests, Munvey, Moya and they survived.

Led by the old priests, Monvi and Moya began a difficult and dangerous long journey with a thousand escorts to escort the nearly 100 young children and adolescents.

On this journey, they were hunted down, blocked, through unknown storms and bloodshed, and by now there are only eighty or nine guards left for thousands of people.

The old priest was also badly injured and was on the verge of running out of oil.

Fortunately, with the passage of time to flee, along the way, the enemies hunting them have become scarce. They used to chase them almost every day, but now, for ten and a half days, there is no sign of them.

This relieved the old priests, but their journey was still painfully painful, and they were on their way almost starving, without wasting every grain of food, due to lack of food and medicine.

What worries the old priests more than the shortage of food and medicine is how to leave these nine hidden places so that they can settle down and survive.

Yes, survive!

Millions of the Nine Phantom tribes, with their blood and their lives, provided a lifeline for their escape. Now there are only more than a hundred of them left in the Old Priesthood. If they cannot survive and reproduce, their Nine Phantom tribe will be completely annihilated, and none of them will be able to afford it.

It was in this situation of internal and external affliction that Chen Xiao suddenly appeared. Though seriously injured, he gave the old priest a fresh glimpse of hope!

Because he saw that Chen Xi was not from the Nine Phantoms, nor from the enemies of the invasion, but from the outside world!

And the ultimate goal of this long journey is to go outside.

Even the old priest firmly believed that only Chen Xi could lead them out of the Nine Phantoms.

In this case, in return for the life saving grace of the old priest, Chen Xiao can only finally accept the request of the old priest and take over the entire Nine Phantoms tribe, temporarily the position of chief.

“What are the intentions of the extraterritorial aliens who opened the barrier and invaded the Nine Phantoms, causing almost all the millions of these Nine Phantoms to die? ”

Chen Xi frowned and remembered violently. In the Gate of Wonders, before the altar, the white-haired mystery man had said that in addition to the abyss of the heavens, there were nine mysterious places surrounding several of his companions, and now he is about to escape.

“These nine hidden places, with extraterritorial alien invasions, aren't they one of the nine mysterious places surrounding an extraterritorial holy emperor? ”

In this way, Chen Xixi's heart gets heavier and heavier.

He has seen the power of the extraterritorial Holy Emperor. He almost suppressed Xiaoding when his power was weakened. Those horrible threats make people cold when they think about it.

“It seems necessary to act with caution and regain strength as soon as possible…” Chen Xi took a deep breath, abandoned the clutter in his mind, stopped thinking and began to examine his body.

In the body, the broken meridian has been repaired and healed by the power of the spirits sprayed with lush seedlings. Unfortunately, there are no signs of any improvement in the destroyed doge in the Dantian field.

And Dodge's absence means he can't practise at all, let alone reshape the Mixed Hole World.

In comparison, physical injuries heal faster. Now, a little vitality and blood qi have been gradually restored. I believe that it won't take long to practice Sunday's Forged Body Art and regain witchcraft power!

This relieves Chen Xishan of his breath. Although the refining gas is absent, as long as the refining body can be restored, there is no need to worry about safety.

In a spin, he took out a jade pot carved from a beautiful jade of sheep fat, sprinkled with light rain, fragrant nose, the same pot of fairy brewing serum he had obtained from the temple of creation.

For the past six months, because the injuries were too serious and fragile, he was afraid to use any magic potion to manage the injuries. After all, those potencies were too violent and enormous for him today, swallowing them would be harmful and potentially even fatal.

Therefore, he can only supplement his moisture and strength by feeding Xiaozen some crushed meat, soup medicine.

Opening the jade pot, a fragrance deep in his soul drilled into his nose, making his skin feel comfortable for a while and full of desire for strength.

Without hesitation, he took out a jade cup, poured out a drop of fairy brew and drank it all.

Boom!

A massive and unparalleled stream of heat poured into the body, raging in the wreckage of the limbs, past, a hot tingling sensation, but soon, by his method of refining, he led them all into the flesh and blood membrane.

Just for a moment, his muscles, bones, and every inch of skin rejuvenated a glow, like a tortoise-depleted land nourished by ganlin, giving rise to an abundance of life.

The potion is amazing, compared to a rare sacred medicine that can kill human beings!

And all of this, Chen Xi ignored, just focused on God, working his way, nurturing his body over and over again, forming a wonderful cycle to maximize this pound of medicine.

Wow!

A long time later, a long-time witchcraft reigned, like a flowing river, circulating in his flesh, each circulation making his severely traumatized flesh strong.

At this rate of recovery, it won't be long before he can restore Nirvana to full body repair!

The next morning.

Chen Xi rose up, spiritually radiant, and the gloomy color between the eyebrows swept away!

He stretched his arms and felt the boiling power of trickling down, his lips filled with joy, nothing more exciting than losing strength.

Especially for the fixer, losing power is like falling off the altar and turning into a tiny ant, and that huge sense of backwardness is worse than killing him.

Lifting the tent, Chen Xiao walked out.

When he left yesterday, he instructed the children in the camp to gather together to teach and point out their martial arts.

In fact, he also admired the arrangement of the old priest. Even on this vicious and difficult escape route, the old priest persisted in letting these tribes practice martial arts day and night. Not everyone can do this.

However, when Chen Xi came to the centre of the camp, he couldn't help but notice that there were only three or four young children in front of him, all under the age of 10, one of whom was still Xiaozhen, and the others had disappeared.

He swept his mind around, and suddenly his heart didn't break.

“Uncle Chen Xi, is it true that Xiaozen says that your story is better than Aunt Moya's?” A snotlout sucked his finger and raised his face to ask.

“Yes, Uncle Chen Xiao, what story are you going to tell today?” The other kid asks.

Chen Xiao was stunned and took a glance at Xiaozen, whose face rose red as she climbed.

Xiao Zen turned her head in disgrace, opened her eyes and stared at the two children, “I'll tear your mouths apart again! ”

“But Sister Xiaozen, didn't you say that Uncle Chen Xi was going to tell a story? I knew this would happen, so I wouldn't come...” Snotlout said weakly, grieving.

At this time, Chen Xiaotong understood that the three or four young children in front of him must have been “lured” by Xiaozen to come and pay his respects.

And it made him laugh, and he said, "Well, if you want to hear stories, practice. Just do what I'm pointing out, and I'll not only tell you stories, but I'll make you good food. ”

And good food?

A group of children's eyes lit up and shouted immediately: "Uncle Chen Xiao, are you serious? ”

Chen Xi nodded: “Of course. ”

A child's eyes turned, very strange of the ancient spirit, shook his head: “No, the mouth is empty, the eyes are true, Uncle Chen Xiao must first bring us something delicious to see. ”

Chen Xi smiled slightly, seemingly already guessed, open palms, palms have an extra string of red bright spiritual fruits, dragon eyes size, a hint of fog and spirituality, a nose fluttering intense and fresh fragrance also slowly spread, diffuse around.

Grunting...

A bunch of kids had straightened their eyes as they climbed, swallowed a sigh of water, and their bellies growled like a little hungry wolf.

“All right, let's go to class now!” Chen Xiao flipped his hand and put away the spiritual fruit, smiling and moaning.