Chapter 242 The geniuses gather! The golden age is coming!

Boom!

At this moment, endless memories all poured into Chen Zhixing's mind.

Chen Zhixing felt a splitting headache, as if his head was about to explode!

This memory is so huge, it is a whole few decades of time, and a whole experience of the withering of the origin of life!

"town!"

The divine consciousness in Chen Zhixing's sea of ​​consciousness began to operate, quickly suppressing this powerful and violent memory, and then absorbing it like peeling off silk threads from a cocoon.

Chen Zhixing's entire body was filled with an extremely strange aura.

Sometimes the air is filled with a sense of death, as if it would wither and die at any moment, turning into a handful of earth.

Sometimes it is full of vitality, with flowers of life blooming in his sea of ​​​​consciousness.

"life and death."

He raised his head and looked into the distance.

It was not until a long time later that the look in his eyes gradually regained clarity.

This illusion of life and death lasted too long and was too real.

It was so real that he was completely lost in it. At the moment of waking up, he couldn't even tell whether it was reality or illusion.

It’s like a dream, like Zhuang Zhou dreaming of being a butterfly.

"I am Chen Zhixing, the third son of the Ziwei Chen family!"

A gleam of light flashed in Chen Zhixing's eyes, and he spoke to himself firmly.

As the voice fell,

That hazy and blurry feeling just completely dissipated!

His eyes regained clarity.

The next moment.

Crunch.

Chen Zhixing pushed open the lid of the Fengyuan Coffin and stepped out of the Fengyuan Coffin.

"Are you awake?"

In the distance, Tian Qianzi, who was writing something, raised his head and looked at Chen Zhixing, and was stunned for a moment.

Only seen on Chen Zhixing.

There is a black, gray and white air lingering around.

Half of Chen Zhixing's body was decayed and old, and his hair had turned completely frosty white, and then all turned gray.

On the other half of his body, his black hair was lush and thick, each strand was translucent, and his muscles and bones were becoming more and more crystal clear and delicate, as if he had turned into a newborn!

The next moment.

Chen Zhixing narrowed his narrow eyes, smiled at Tian Qianzi, and uttered five words.

"Senior, I understand."

The Dongxuan Territory is vast and boundless. Except for the Beiyuan, Beihai, Nanjiang and other areas, it is roughly divided into thirteen states.

These thirteen states include six states in the north and six states in the south, as well as Aozhou, which is independent overseas.

Among them, the East Xuan Territory is divided into two areas, north and south, with Xianxuan Mountain as the dividing line !

Under the majestic, ancient, and endless Xianxuan Mountain, even though the top forces have not yet entered, the foot of the mountain has already been surrounded by endless cultivators from the thirteen states of the Eastern Xuan Territory!

Naturally, no one would miss this unprecedented grand event.

Even though he didn't get the Dongxuan Order and couldn't participate in this competition, being able to witness such a grand event would be a great blessing in his life! "It's starting! It's finally starting!"

"Who do you think will win first place in this East Xuan Territory competition, enter the Immortal Dao Sect, and get a glimpse of the chance of immortality?"

"Needless to say? It's naturally Chen Zhixing, the Third Young Master of Ziwei, who ranks first on the Immortal Prodigy Ranking!"

"Chen Zhixing? Hahaha, fellow Daoist, it seems your information is outdated. The hot favorite this time is Nagota Taki!"

"You don't know yet? Three days ago, Wu Duolong competed with Fengshan Taoist, a great man in Nirvana Realm, in supernatural powers, and suppressed Fengshan Taoist so much that he retreated step by step!"

"That Sword Master from the Sword Tomb also has a great chance of winning the championship. After all, he was born carrying the luck of the Sword Tomb for a thousand years. The great sword master Chai Qingchi once commented on this Sword Master from the Sword Tomb. If we don't take into account his cultivation, and only talk about the depth of his swordsmanship and the mystery of his swordsmanship, he is no weaker than those in the realm of Nirvana!"

"Don't speak too soon, everyone. The East Xuan Territory Competition is not a one-on-one fight. I heard that Ye Liancheng and several other great geniuses have been very close recently. If they unite together, I'm afraid they will be a big threat!"

"That's right. Don't forget. This competition is not just for humans. There are also the great monsters of the Northern Plains, the primitive ancient tribes of the Southern Border, the alien races of the East Sea, etc. Who knows how many powerful people are hidden among them?"

"In short, this East Xuan Territory Competition is destined to go down in history and shine through the ages!"

"And the winner of this competition will be the strongest champion in history, a legend never seen before!"

At the foot of Xianxuan Mountain, there were so many people that it was impossible to get through.

Monks from all over the world had gleams in their eyes and discussed in whispers.

The competition hasn't even started yet, but the blood in their hearts is already boiling!

Just at this moment.

Boom boom boom! Suddenly, a muffled sound like thunder came from the sky.

A golden carriage, pulled by nine ferocious dragons, slowly approached from the end of the sky.

The thick clouds were crushed inch by inch.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"Um?!"

Everyone quickly raised their heads and looked.

At the end of the sky, on both sides of the huge golden carriage that looked like a mountain, there were two golden-armored giants who could support the sky and the earth, carrying flags and following!

The heads of the two golden-armored giants were hidden in the sea of ​​clouds. Every step they took was like a dragon turning over. The earth shook and left deep footprints! On the big banners carried by the two golden-armored giants, on one side was a black sun totem, and on the other side were the two characters "Sikong" written in large, sharp, gold-plated characters! "The Sikong clan is here!"

For a moment, countless cultivators at the foot of Xianxuan Mountain were shocked.

Naturally, they were familiar with the Sikong family, which was a giant in Huaizhou and even in the entire Dongxuan Territory.

"But, Sikong Nan, the strongest genius of the Sikong family, was killed by Chen Zhixing, the third son of Ziwei several months ago. Why are they here to join in the fun?"

Just when someone expressed some doubts.

Several figures walked out of the golden carriage and stood in the void.

The leader was wearing a black robe and a mask that covered half of his face. There was a scarlet word "sin" engraved on his left forehead!

The other three people were either dressed in fluttering white clothes, handsome and elegant, or had divine light in their eyes, revealing a powerful aura, or had green wind swirling around them and strange visions floating up and down, all of them were not ordinary people.

In an instant, countless creatures looked at these figures, and their pupils shrank slightly.

Third place on the Immortal Prodigy List, sin!

Fifth place, Ye Liancheng! Sixth place, Shen San!

The seventh one is Li Chengfeng! These four people are all top geniuses in the world!

Inside the golden carriage.

Sikong Xuanji was wearing a dragon robe and had loose purple hair.

He wore a emerald green ring on his thumb. He gently lifted the carriage curtain and smiled.

"Everyone, don't forget what I said."

"I want Chen Zhixing to stay in Xianxuan Mountain forever, and there will be no life after his death!"

Upon hearing this, Jiuzui, Ye Liancheng and others turned around to look at Sikong Xuanji, then nodded slightly.

"Go ahead. I am here, waiting for news of your triumphant return."

Sikong Xuanji smiled slightly, then lowered the curtain and sat back in the carriage.

The next moment.

Bang! The four of them stepped on the ground at the same time and landed on the top of Xianxuan Mountain!

Gusts of strong wind made the four people's robes rustle.

"Chen Zhixing"

A deep and sinister smile slowly appeared on Jiuzui's face hidden under the mask.

This time, he has definitely got the perfect reincarnation container!

(End of this chapter)