The world is not perfect, and the human body is no exception. On the vast continent, after the martial arts world, the outside world must make up for itself.

Only by replenishing the body can we advance to show our saints.

Gu Shaoshen's physical strength is already at the level of the illusion world. With his background, his physical body is far from reaching the limit. As long as he replenishes his physical body, his strength can naturally be broken.

Huhu

Gu Shaoshen walked out step by step.

King Chujiang, who was sitting cross-legged in the air, stood up and said, "Can the Great Immortal gain something?"

He felt relieved.

"Slight gain!"

Gu Shaoshen smiled slightly: "Then, let's say goodbye to Mr. Yan!"

He knew that he was in the underworld, and these ten Yanjuns would not feel at ease. Since he had achieved his goal, he would naturally not stay for a long time.

"The great immortal is easy to leave!"

King Chujiang clasped his fists.

"Um!"

Gu Shaoshen nodded slightly, and his steps disappeared into the sky

Mr. Gu stepped out of the gates of hell in one step and stepped into a forest of forgottenness like ruins.

Huh ~

The night wind blows, a crescent moon hangs in the sky, under the night sky, it is pitch black and there is no light.

With a slight sense, no one existed within thousands of miles.

I think Yan Chixia has already pulled Ning Caichen to rebel.

“Huh?”

Gu Shao moved slightly in his sadness, and felt that the mark he left on the body of the monkey was broken free.

I can only vaguely feel that it is hundreds of millions of miles away and its strength seems to have improved.

The body of the monkey before was not present, but only the soul body could take him with a punch. At this moment, he returned to his body and his strength increased again. Even if he was, it would not be so easy to win.

However, he could vaguely feel that the slinger monkey was in a large vortex, so there was no reason to get it over at this moment.

"Ha, interesting!"

He smiled slightly.

The monkey Maitreya Buddha sat down with his disciples, but not only stopped Tang Monk from seeking scriptures, but also made a big fuss in the underworld and burned the Book of Life and Death. It is difficult for Maitreya Buddha to have no intention of Maitreya Buddha.

Even the Buddha Tathagata who is above the Pure Land of Lingshan Mountain may not be unaware of it.

However, what are the plans of these gods and Buddhas? Gu Shaoshun didn't care at all. He moved his body and disappeared into the vast night.

If you are strong, you will not be afraid of everything.

His thoughts moved, and he stepped on the void, left the Forest of Forgetfulness, and marched into the land of Dachen.

The southern continent is as large as the ninety-nine states of Daqian in the Yangshen world. It has a huge territory. This Dachen is just one of the small countries, and its territory is tens of thousands of miles.

Mr. Gu walked all the way, but found that he did not find any too powerful monster.

However, after capturing a few demons of concentration level, there was nothing else to find.

"Southern Zhanbu Continent"

Gu Shaoshen stood above the sky, looking down at the rolling clouds and mist gathered and dispersed, as if he was thinking.

"It seems that it's time to leave Da Chen!"

With a thought, he headed towards the Emperor's Capital of the Great Chen.

He remembered that there seemed to be a centipede there that was about to become an immortal.

But I don’t know whether he has achieved the earth immortal or the celestial immortal!

The sun was hanging high, and a convoy was walking slowly on the yellow sand.

The team was full of soldiers wearing armor, and in the middle of the team was a thin old man locked in a prison cart.

Crunch~ Crunch~

The wheels pressed deep wrinkles on the yellow sand.

The soldiers who were carrying prison vans were wearing armor and under the scorching sun, they did not yell at all. They were obviously the elite among the elites.

But the thin old man in the prison car almost fainted under the scorching sun.

"Mr. Fu, drink some water!"

A middle-aged man with a cold face came to the prison van with a porcelain bowl and a glass of water.

"Ahem!"

The old man with this hair spread out, opened his mouth and drank water, and often let out a sigh, "Zuo Qianhu just kills me with one knife, why suffer from the wind and sand?"

The middle-aged man named Zuo Qianhu had four long swords behind him spread out like a peacock spreading his tail, flashing with a shiny sword light.

"Mr. Fu doesn't need to say much. His responsibilities are all there, and he can only be ordered!"

Zuo Qianhu put away the porcelain bowl and said lightly.

His eyes were deep and his aura was assertive, and there was no sign of heat around him.

Obviously, there is a profound martial arts.

"The Pudu Cihang is confused and chaotic, and even colluded with the Yinyue Dynasty, intending to subvert the great Chen Jiangshan! Zuo Qianhu"

The old man gasped and said, "The demon monk sent you and your thousand people to escort me, the old man, into the capital. The meaning of this is also to ask Zuo Qianhu to think deeply!"

"Mr. Fu is loyal to the emperor and serves the country, but the national teacher"

Zuo Qianhu sighed in his heart, but said nothing.

He was ordered by the Emperor, no matter how much he sympathized with him, he would have no reason to let him go privately.

The convoy was moving slowly, and as the evening approached, he passed by a dilapidated charity village.

"Sir! It's more than a thousand miles away from the capital, so why not take a break!"

A soldier said.

Zuo Qianhu looked around. The old man looked sleepy and could hardly move forward. He could only sigh slightly: "Be alert and take a break!"

As the number one master of the Imperial Guard of the Great Chen court, he has been loyal to the court for generations. He has been away from the capital for a long time and is worried.

However, he could not watch the old man die.

The soldiers looked at each other, teamed up in two groups, and entered the charity village to clean up.

"Be careful and set up camp outside the charity village!"

Zuo Qianhu glanced slightly and ordered.

"Master Qianhu! The charity village has been cleaned up and there is no danger!"

The soldier bowed and said.

Zuo Qianhu nodded, stepped forward and opened the prison car, and helped the old man down: "Mr. Fu goes in and rest for a while!"

"Thank you!"

The old man coughed a few times and said.

He knew that Zuo Qianhu was one of the few loyal and kind people in the world, otherwise, he would have already fallen to the ground at this moment.

Just as the two of them were about to step into the charity house, they heard a loud shout in the sky:

"Is Fu Tianchou, Minister of War?"

clang clang clang

The soldiers who were camping all changed their colors and their swords left their bodies.

Zuo Qianhu let go of Fu Tianchou's arm and looked at Changkong with a serious expression.

The power contained in this loud shout was extremely strong, and it was obvious that the person who came was extremely powerful.

A little outside, a middle-aged man with a bearded face stood on a long sword and whistled.

"You are Yan Chixia?"

Zuo Qianhu's expression changed and he recognized the identity of the person.

He had met Yan Chixia several decades ago, and he was very charming. Even though he had a big beard and had a very vicissitudes of life, he still recognized it at a glance.

"Hmm? Zuoqiu Mingyue?"

Yan Chixia also recognized Zuo Qianhu, stepped down to the ground, and reached out to hold the long sword.

"Yan Chixia! What's your time?"
To be continued...