1339: C1339 Three Months of Life

C1339 Three Months of Life

"This little bastard, he's actually burning his own life like this. What the hell is this sacred art? " Chen Tianya was shocked. Then he turned and walked away.

If he did not leave now, he felt that he would be eternally wounded. If he let this fate leave an imprint in his Brain Domain, it would be very difficult for his cultivation level to improve in the future.

Chen Tianya immediately turned around and left.

He walked quickly.

After Chen Tianya left, Wu Tie spat out a mouthful of blood. He stopped his incantation, and the Destiny Talisman immediately returned to his Brain Domain.

After that, Chen Qingyang quickly found a godly pill from the Sumeru Ring and swallowed it.

Endless nutrition immediately nourished his entire body.

After a long while, Chen Qingyang finally calmed down. There was no damage to his body, and his magic power was just as strong. The Destiny Talisman had also become much more profound and profound than before. Its power had increased tremendously.

He repelled Chen Tianya!

However …

Chen Qingyang's life span had already been ignited one thousand nine hundred and seventy-three years.

Chen Qingyang clearly felt that he only had three months left to live.

In three months, Chen Qingyang will die. This was the price he paid for burning his fate and obtaining the Void Force of Destiny.

Strength gained by burning one's lifespan.

Chen Qingyang did not think too much and quickly left the City of Death.

For a moment, his heart was in a mess.

After going through so many hardships, he had never thought that one day, he would have to count his days again.

Because death was not far away.

Although Chen Qingyang had many godly pills and Heavenly Pill s. But he also clearly knew that even the divine pellets and Heavenly Pill could not make up for the loss of lifespan because of using the Small Destiny Arts. This is actually equivalent to an invisible contract. I gave you strength, but I want your lifespan.

The pills were ineffective.

Chen Qingyang once again found a desolate place to rest and hid inside the Sumeru Ring.

"Monk Linghui?" Chen Qingyang decided to discuss this with Monk Linghui. After all, Monk Linghui was very experienced and knowledgeable.

But...

Chen Qingyang quickly sunk into silence again.

Because Monk Linghui had already turned into a green seed and laid in the Profound Yellow Divine Valley's seed.

He lost all signs of life again. Chen Qingyang wasn't sure if he was dead or alive.

This was the result of the head-on clash between Chen Qingyang and Chen Tianya.

In just one exchange, Monk Linghui's life and death was hard to predict. He only had three months left to live.

If Chen Tianya stayed any longer, Chen Qingyang would also die.

Chen Qingyang took a deep breath. He sat cross-legged on the bed and started cultivating.

There was no other way to deal with this matter, as he still had three months of life left. There was still the space for him to work hard and break through. If he really lamented over himself, then he really wouldn't be far from death.

And right now, he was still going to pay his respects to Immortal Lord Brightmoon.

As long as he was alive, he had to do what he had to do.

After a night of rest, Chen Qingyang went to a nearby city to have a meal. Eating good wine and food was purely to satisfy his appetite. If he really wanted to replenish his energy, it would be much better to eat Spirit Accumulating Pill s.

Chen Qingyang was unable to help Monk Linghui. However, Chen Qingyang had a premonition that Monk Linghui was fine. He just needed to rest for a period of time.

Under the bright sun, Chen Qingyang began to travel to Immortals' Road overseas. It was only half a month away from Immortal Lord Brightmoon's birthday.

What made Chen Qingyang slightly at ease was that the Spirit Birth Spell that Monk Linghui had used on him was still there. This way, the Stellar Shuttle and other treasures on his body would not be easily discovered by the Immortality Sect people.

"If I really only have three months to live, then in these three months, there is nothing for me to worry about. I just need to be full of energy." Chen Qingyang thought later.

"If I finish dealing with Immortal Lord Brightmoon here, I would have to immediately return to the Hall of Stars to find Starlord. If he must die, then even if he had to risk his life, he must first save Ling'er. " Chen Qingyang's thoughts turned.

If he was to die right away, the one who would be the most worried was undoubtedly Ling'er.

He knew that his daughter would be very well off in Parallel World. He knew that Su Wanqing was also living very well in Great Thousand World. His regretful mother had long since gone to bed. He knew that Soong Ning would be fine, and Shen Monong would be fine. The only things he was worried about were two things.

The first was to avenge Luo Ning. Second, to save Ling'er!

Of course, he would choose to save Ling'er first in order to save her life.

The living are the biggest.

The sun was shining brightly. Chen Qingyang put on the polymer mask and quickly reached the North Sea.

As the sea breeze brushed against his face, the blue sky and the sea matched each other. It was truly a natural scenery.

Chen Qingyang followed him into the clouds.

He felt that life was very strange, as if everything that had happened in the past four years had been a dream.

Although it seemed like four years had passed, he had actually already passed through thirty years.

Within the Lost Continent, there were ten years for Taiyu Sceptre and twelve years for Parallel World.

Chen Qingyang felt dreamy because he had once thought that the world he thought was that world. However, everything that had happened after that had been turned upside down.

He had once imagined himself to be Sun Wukong, someone who could fight against the clouds for thousands of miles with a single push, someone with boundless Dharmic powers.

And today, he could truly unknowingly soar above the heavens and earth, possessing boundless magical powers.

It was a very dreamy thing. Sometimes he thought he was dreaming. Would he wake up from a dream and realize that everything was just a dream?

But... This dream was too long and too real.

From North Sea to Bright Moon Palace, it would take around five days.

At night, Chen Qingyang prepared to find a deserted island to rest. Although his magic power was profound, he had to maintain sufficient physical strength. Otherwise, if he were to encounter a sudden situation, it would be very difficult to deal with.

On this sea, there were still many deserted islands.

Just when Chen Qingyang was about to go to the deserted island to rest, he suddenly felt the fluctuation of the battle aura a thousand meters in front of him. Chen Qingyang looked up at the sky. The clouds were rolling. Clearly, someone was casting a spell.

"Let's go and take a look. Perhaps there are opportunities and advantages we can pick up from them." Chen Qingyang wasn't a person who was afraid of getting into trouble. Moreover, he now had a deep understanding of the laws of cultivation, so he felt that as long as he did not go against the rules, he should not be polite.

This was an era where people ate people.1

Chen Qingyang quickly went up and he didn't easily make a move either. He just hid in the dark and watched.

Very quickly, Chen Qingyang saw it clearly.

Ahead was a silver-haired old man dealing with six young cultivators. The silver-haired old man had a skinny body and sinister eyes.

The six cultivators were five men and one woman. The woman looked like she was only 18 years old, young and beautiful. She wore a green dress, bright as a fairy.

However, the girl was not happy at the moment.

Because the silver-haired old man's attacks were very fierce, it took them quite a bit of effort to deal with him.

The silver haired old man's cultivation level was a Peak of Ninth Layer and it had an extremely powerful magic tool. That magic tool is called the Sky Demon Bell!

At this moment, the Sky Demon Bell enveloped everyone.

The Sky Demon Bell covered half of the sky, and the water inside of it boiled as a hurricane raged. On the water's surface, a hundred or so Sky Demons formed from seawater began to attack the six cultivators.

The Sky Demon Bell contained 36 Grand Dao Laws, and all of them were deep and vicious. Every attack of the Celestial Demons would leave behind eternal damage to these cultivators.

Amongst these cultivators, the one with the highest cultivation level was a man with Early Period of Ninth Layer. The rest were all Eighth Layer s or other types of Seventh Layer s. They hadn't been able to last that long against this silver-haired old man, but fortunately, they had magic treasures in their hands as well.

The cultivator from Early Period of Ninth Layer had a magical equipment in his hands called the Green Lotus Holy Lamp.

At this moment, under the command of the six cultivators, the Green Lotus Holy Lamp released nine layers of light. These layers of light overlapped layer upon layer of light, blocking the attacks of the Heavenly Demons.

The Azure Lotus Holy Lamp was a top-grade magic item, and the Azure Lotus was bred from the Green Primal Chaos Lotus. This light contained the law of chaos. Under the influence of mana, it could have tens of thousands of variations, even changing into Pangu the Divine Venerable, capturing the sun and moon. It was a pity that this group of disciples was unable to fully display the power of the Green Lotus Holy Lamp.

The silver-haired old man attacked them because he had taken a fancy to the Azure Lotus Holy Light.

At this moment, the Green Lotus Holy Lamp did not display its full power. However, the nine layers of light were overlapping, as if there was an infinite amount of space overlapping with chaotic storms of time and space within.

The Heavenly Demons were unable to break through the defense of the Green Lotus Holy Light in such a short period of time.

However, most of these cultivators could not fly yet, they were flying by relying on the Green Lotus Holy Lamp.

At this moment, they were all leaning on the halo to support their bodies.

Under the attack of the silver haired old man, a few low-level cultivation level disciples had already vomited blood. They vomited blood and were unable to continue with their Fa Li. Not only were they unable to help, they had even become a burden to the cultivator with the Early Period of Ninth Layer.

This group of people was on the verge of dying.

At this time, the silver-haired old man chuckled coldly and said, "You disciples of the Heavenly Water Sect really can't withstand a single blow. Your Sect Leader Lili actually gave you the Blue Lotus Holy Lamp, she's as stupid as a pig. Today, Japan will seize the Green Lotus Holy Lamp and refine all of your men's muscles and bones into bone cores. As for this female disciple, she's quite pretty. Since I only have thirty-six concubines, I'll add one more. "Hahaha …"

"Cang Yunsou, you are shameless and despicable!" The young girl couldn't help but be angry, but at this moment, there was nothing she could do.

"Humph!" Chen Qingyang snorted coldly on the side. He knew that this was the best time to take action.

"This old fellow's magic treasure is not bad. Since he is bullying the weak, I will kill him." "Seizing his magic treasure and luggage can be considered as acting on behalf of the heavens." Chen Qingyang had made up his mind.

Under Monk Linghui's influence, he gradually adapted to the laws of cultivation.

This was the best opportunity to make a move. Once the Green Lotus Holy Lamp was broken, Cang Yunsou would be free to do anything he wanted.

"Hey!" Chen Qingyang suddenly moved and with the help of the Human Emperor's Mirror, he appeared behind Cang Yunsou.

Normally, he would not use the Sun God's Might from the Human Emperor's Mirror because after using it once, it would take a very long time to recover. The Human Emperor's Mirror was his escaping weapon!

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