The Yunzhou Realm is 108,000 miles from east to west, 56,000 miles from north to south, and surrounded by endless sky and sea.

For a world, this size is definitely a small size, but it does not affect the many cultivators and full of spiritual energy in this world.

It is said that the Yunzhou Realm was a giant ship cast by the supreme emperor of the upper realm transformed after the war in various realms. On the day the boat died, infinite spiritual light swept across the broken wreckage of the surrounding world and condensed into a sea of ​​clouds.

The world of many immortals and gods who died in the boat turned into the inheritance of the thirty-six great ways. Therefore, the creatures in the world have possessed the magical powers of Taoism and magic. Now they have been innovating. In just thousands of years, they have experienced tribulations and have been born in the realm of true immortals, which has made the world of Yunzhou have a prosperous direction.

The center of the world of the Yunzhou Realm is also the former large ship bridge. Now, the surrounding area of ​​the city called "Floating Mirror City" will be embodied from time to time. This is the transformation of the surveillance array in the Yunzhou Realm of the former, and it also makes Fujing City a capital that naturally controls a world.

Fujing City stands on the top of a high mountain, towering into the clouds, and there are no mountains and hills around it, as if it is like a sharp sword tower, piercing out of thin air from the sky and the earth.

It is 13,000 feet high, so there are only cultivators in the city on the top of the mountain. If it is not a cultivator, it will not be able to adapt to such an environment, and it will not be able to survive in a city without any mortal food.

Looking down from a higher point, Fumiliar City is strictly guarded. Not to mention the huge formation of the city wall that is hundreds of feet high and engraved with the Vajra True Talisman, the elite monks patrolling around the city wall are enough to kill all monsters and disobediences. The leaders and leaders of this team are also powerful people who have achieved the way of the real person of the Yuanshen, let alone those huge giants condensed from the formation. In terms of magic power, ordinary real people are hard to match.

In the city, there are 1.3 million residents of Fujing City, and the lowest is also a meridian practitioner. Foundation-building monks are everywhere, there are countless Jindan real people, and dozens of Yuanshen cultivators. The Lord of Fujing City is even a true immortal who has experienced tribulation and has achieved immortality.

The streets and alleys are all true practitioners, and people come and go, and they are all practitioners wearing armor and crowns.

Among the store houses, there are rare divine gold and iron from all over the world, and there are also spiritual medicine and magic flowers from the major treasure lands.

Here, you can find all the high-end inheritances in the Yunzhou Realm, and you can also taste all the delicacies in the 100,000 miles of rivers and mountains.

The strongest monk, the most beautiful beauty, the best magic weapon, and the most strange Taoist Dharma.

In this Mirror City in the center of the world, everything is available, representing the most prosperous and most brilliant microcosm of the entire Yunzhou Realm.

And now, the city is burning.

The master of the soul, Chen Suran, sat silently at the top of his mansion, staring at everything that was happening in front of him.

He saw a rising fire sweeping across three blocks, and many residents showed their magical powers to extinguish it, but how could the Samadhi True Fire, which was enough to burn out the Taoist Dharma of the soul, be extinguished by ordinary means? Therefore, he could see the flames flying, and in the swing, he dragged the monks and residents who dared to approach it into it, burned them completely in the wail, and both the souls and souls were destroyed.

He could see that behind the rising fire, a group of thugs rushed into the mansion of another soul-shen real man. While the master stopped burning, killing and looting, the old slaves, maids and family members in the mansion all fell to the ground while the swords were rising, just like slaughtering pigs and dogs.

For a moment, the quiet and elegant manor in the past was splashed with bright red by blood waves, and even more screams sounded like a torture. The thugs with red eyes were laughing wildly, exerting their own violence and desires on those weak people who could not resist.

He could also see that on this floating mirror city, dozens of great spiritual spiritual meritorious people were fighting each other. The thunder that caused the trembling heaven and earth to spread throughout the cloud boat world. The fiery lightning struck the sky, ignited the clouds, shattered the space and time, causing cracks of spiritual light to bloom between the heaven and earth like spider webs.

A master of the soul of the soul noticed that his family in Fujing City was being tortured by thugs. Even if he broke through the limits of heaven and man and achieved the throne of the soul, his mind could not help but move and even get angry. This flaw was immediately grasped by his opponent, and he burst out the clouds with a loud laugh.

The black-haired and white-clothed real man raised his head, and Chen Suran stared outside the world, in the vast sea of ​​emptiness.

There, two real immortals living in the world are confronting each other from afar, causing the heaven and earth to be infected by two different colors.

It was also the will of the two true immortals that caused the turmoil that swept across the entire Yunzhou Realm, causing many families to fight against each other, causing the peaceful world of the past to turmoil, and there would be no peace again.

Drooping his eyes, under the floating mirror city at the top of the world, the entire Yunzhou Realm was also in war. At this moment, the world was full of ghosts walking at night, ghosts and monsters roaming the world, farmers and civilians fell down like crops were cut down by sickles, and countless cruel and ferocious monks were fighting and slaughtering each other.

In just a few dozen days, the originally prosperous Yunzhou Realm was filled with bones and blood.

Ordinary ordinary people were like ants and insects, panic trying to escape from their hometown with floppy disks, looking for a place where they could be peaceful... But how could this be possible? The whole world has long become a huge and bloody hunting ground, and even practitioners cannot guarantee that they can live, let alone them who have no power?

Without the need for the great practice of the soul, just a Jindan monk and a few innate foundation-building practitioners. As long as they are tired of fighting or want to take shortcuts, they can kill all living beings within a radius of hundreds or thousands of days, absorb their flesh and blood power to restore their energy.

Even, it has become a common method.

The ugliness of human nature are completely exposed here.

This is the Yunzhou Realm now - a chaotic hell, a completely chaotic world, a world where all order has been lost, all the strong have given up their dignity and devoted themselves to fighting.

Chen Suran is the great real person of the soul. He is also the lord of the earthly immortal who lives with the world in other worlds. He only needs to take another step forward to survive the tribulation and achieve the immortal real immortal karma.

But now, facing this extremely chaotic chaos, Chen Suran can barely protect himself and protect his own family.

[Why, why... why... why?] He couldn't help but whisper, then smiled bitterly and shook his head, stretched out his hand to comfort his wife and children in the mansion, so that they would not tremble due to the shocking shouts and killings from the outside world.

This question is really stupid.

——That should be!

Why else?

Because the two true immortals want to decide the winner and lose, they must decide the true master of the Yunzhou Realm, truly transform one world into their own magic weapon, return to their original origin, and refine the Yunzhou Realm into a giant ship that conquered the world of all worlds in the past.

Therefore, all forces that belong to all parties are fighting, fighting, destroying and destroying each other.

Even if the dispute between the two true immortals is just a confrontation, the remaining aftermath when their wind swept to the lower realm is enough to shake the heaven and earth, and everyone has to stand in line and show their loyalty to each other.

What's more, isn't it also their own opportunity to kill and steal the enemy's resources? The noble masters and real people in the past are not nobler than anyone at this moment. They are trembling for the anger of the true immortals, and may even fall due to the battle between them. Wouldn't that be right for them to make up for their position?

As for mortals?

Anyway, there are endless deaths.

There is no dream in the Yunzhou Realm.

Between heaven and earth, the strong are respected - the entire Yunzhou Realm is originally a soul that cannot be a soul, but is all an ant. Even if it becomes a soul that lasts forever, it is not much better than a large bed bug in front of a true immortal.

A monk who opens the meridian has the right to exempt taxes and occupy land; he can build a foundation innately, and then build a family, rule the city, and turn the surrounding grassland forests into his own use.

Jindan Zhenren should be the lord of a country. He can transform the people of a country into servants, plant spiritual medicine for himself, build gardens, and take famous mountains and rivers for himself. He can even establish a sect and become the lord of that sect.

The true person of the Yuanshen breaks through the limits of heaven and man, and can lie high above the sky and overlook the world.

Layer exploitation and layer of authority, from the perspective of monks who are higher-level, monks at lower-level are really tools.

dream?

Even a monk can’t do it, so what other dreams do you want to have?!

If two real people of the soul make a bet in the sky, they can overthrow the ten countries of the mortal world, causing demons to spread, demons and evil spirits to rage, and even gather people to attack the city. Millions of people died suddenly, and the world was filled with sorrow, and the people were even more miserable and suffering - and all this was just the words of two "master monks" who had nothing to do after eating.

【Sure enough, the current monks lack martial ethics, it is because they live too comfortable】

【Indeed, but I think it is better to say that it is not as stressful as living too comfortable, so it is not motivated]

Chen Suran was a national of the ten countries in the past.

He still remembered that at that time, he and his brother and father were working in the home of a foundation-building monk, and half of the residents of the city served the foundation-building monk of the Yuan family.

Although such a life is hard, it is not bad. At least it is protected by the foundation-building monks, the evil spirits in the mountains and forests, and the wilderness in the wilderness cannot threaten them.

What you have to face when you go to another place to open up land by yourself is the monster that does not spit bones, and the veil that can occupy the fields you finally open up... If you don’t become a monk, you can’t even farm.

However, with the protection of the cultivator, there is no need to worry about the weather or fertilizer. You only need to work for the men with peace of mind, and at least you can enjoy the superficial peace.

But since the two souls descended their divine thoughts, the sudden increase in the evil spirits completely destroyed this superficial peace.

Chen Suran's father died of a wild boar demon who invaded the farm and ate his head alive. When his brother was attacking the city, he was made into a flesh-and-blood puppet by the local monks of the Yuan family and stationed in the city.

As the only male in the family, Chen Suran took over the duties of his father and brother and took his mother and several sisters to exile in the south.

But just in the middle of the way, bullying the weak and fearing the strong, and did not dare to rob the monk's granary. However, the hungry bandits killed his mother and plundered his sister with one blow. When Chen Suran tried his best to resist and roar, he cut him over with another knife.

What is the ending of my sister?

Chen Suran doesn't know it now.

Is it bitter?

Just average.

The world is so great that it is thousands of more painful than Chen Suran.

Even without monks and demons, there will be droughts and famines. At that time, countless hungry people would have to exile for thousands of miles, eat all the plants and trees, eat them all, and eat them all, and there will be robbers and thieves from all walks of life, and they will have to squeeze out their bones and blood before they will give up.

Chen Suran just hated - he hated that he was not a monk, he hated that he was not the one who robbed others, he hated that he had no power and could only be taken away by others by the endlessly snatched heaven and earth, but he could never get back.

Therefore, he strengthened his heart and tried his best to obtain a practice method. He spent a long time to cultivate the foundation and used all means to seize the opportunity between the world.

Burning, killing, looting, being domineering, bend your knees to the strong, and brows to the weak...

When he really started doing this, Chen Suran realized.

——Really, it feels so good.

Is this the feeling of a cultivator? Is this the feeling of being superior to others? This is the feeling of being superior to others with every word and action, and you can control the life and death of others. As long as you feel that the person is annoying, you can take action to kill him. Is this feeling of freedom and freedom and whatever you want?

It turns out that I lived like a puppet in the past...

Although a low-level monk is also a puppet for a higher-level real person, as long as he becomes stronger, all things in the world will eventually become a puppet in his palm!

Chen Suran's heart was already dead at that time - he would no longer dream, dream of a peaceful and healthy world, dream of the home where both his parents were, dream of the brother who took care of him, and dream of the sister who would act spoiled to him.

What's the use of dreaming about these?

It cannot improve the realm, nor can it strengthen its magical powers.

What does it matter if there is a chaos in the world? Hundreds of thousands, millions of ordinary people, thousands or tens of thousands of ordinary monks, dozens of families cut off their inheritance, and ten countries collapsed. So what?

There is no great chaos, no chance, what's wrong with the great chaos? So what if the sentient beings in the ten countries die? As long as you can produce a few golden elixir monks and a great cultivator of the soul, then you will die.

Do you really think that people from other places will not be born?

It is precisely because of this that after achieving the Golden Pill, Chen Suran bowed his head and crawled to the ground and sincerely knelt down to thank him when he met the two former seniors of the Yuanshen who had bet on the past.

It is precisely because they broke the order of heaven and earth in the ten countries and burst out with endless chaotic vitality that they were destined to fight to this day, achieving the position of the golden elixir, and even looking up at the higher and more magnificent fruit position of the soul.

At that time, he was indeed from the heart, and he thanked with a smile on his face.

——You gave me this secret of heaven and the grace of enlightenment.

Although this did not affect Chen Suran's ability to achieve the soul, he would use all means to kill the two souls in the next thousands of years, and even kill all the bloodline inheritance they left among the people, that was already another matter.
To be continued...