Chapter 530 The Middle Stage of Eight Buddha Roots

Donghuangxuan sat cross-legged on the ground, with a faint smile on his lips.

Although he found only a broken road, this road had never appeared in the clan's classics. Such a mysterious road was parallel to the road to the virtual world. He didn't believe there was no secret.

Once there was a harvest, his contribution would be indispensable, which could consolidate his position in the clan.

"Are the people you brought with you enough? If there are extra, please send a few over." Donghuangxuan said in a voice transmission.

It was rare to find a way to get here. While Dongxu Island has not yet left this place, there is a great opportunity to send people here, and then he will take them to Dongxu Island, which will be somewhat useful in the fight for Dongxu Island's inheritance.

After all, even if they are slaves in the clan, those who can serve as slaves for the direct lineage of the Donghuang family are also royal blood, and they are royal blood with extraordinary blood.

"With my cultivation level, it would be very costly to go back halfway. How dare I bring more people with me in the inner world? When I get to the broken road above, I will give you a few people if there are more survivors."

"Everything is arranged by my uncle."

Donghuangxuan put away the small box in his hand, and then he just waited for the uncle to climb the broken road to find out what was going on.

He waited for several months to pass, and no news came.

When he first saw the two roads, they seemed not far away. Now, according to his speculation, even with the many spiritual objects of the Donghuang family, it would be very difficult to walk.

While thinking, Donghuangxuan suddenly looked to the left front.

The Dongxu Island, which was attached to another crystal world, quietly moved, and was about to go to the outer circle.

Dongxu Island first moved from the outer circle to the innermost circle, and after fourteen years from the inside to the outside, it seemed that it was time to leave this void.

"According to what I saw when I came here, within two days, Dongxu Island will be able to leave this place, and we need to return to Dongxu Island within two days."

If he still can't wait for his uncle to send servants within two days, he can only leave with Dongxu Island.

...

Deep in the void, a narrow space shaped like a broken road.

The cultivators who drifted here, in a place where time is accelerated, have spent a long 150 years for them.

After years of exploration, the cultivators know that this broken road is nearly 50,000 miles long. There is no way forward, and there is no road connecting to other spaces in the back, as if the road was cut off from the middle.

In the past 150 years, nearly ten late-stage eighth realm cultivators have cultivated to the eighth realm perfection, but breaking the ninth realm is not just about having immortal energy.

Unable to break through for a long time, these eight-realm perfections tried to break through the void cracks to return to the crystal world, but it was a pity that although it seemed to be right in front of them, only one person could go back alive, which was a life-and-death struggle.

In the middle of the 50,000-mile broken road, in front of a ruined temple, Liu Feng and his group of more than 20 people sat in front of the temple.

Chang Xuzi sat on a formation plate several dozen feet away from Liu Feng and others, with a ten-foot-high elixir furnace in front of him. He has been using the immortal energy of this place to make medicine and elixir in recent decades.

At this time, many cultivators gathered here, all of whom were above the eighth realm, and each of them collected their disciples and clansmen.

A warrior who was familiar with Chang Xuzi approached, carefully glanced at the group of people in front of the broken temple, and whispered: "Chang Xuzi, please tell fellow Daoist Liu that Dongxu Island is moving, and it will be too late if we don't leave now."

The other dozens of people who gathered were mostly anxious.

From the edge of the broken road, there were at least nearly forty void cracks leading to the crystal world. If they were asked to pick a void crack and rush in, they would most likely die. They could only come to Liu Feng to see.

More than thirty people in the eighth realm and two in the ninth realm took out the spiritual objects they had accumulated without much hesitation, and some reluctantly took out the elixirs made from the immortal energy of this place.

Changxuzi swallowed his saliva dryly, wanting to take some of them privately but not daring to do so. He flicked his sleeves to collect the spiritual objects from everyone and came to the ruined temple.

With the cultivation level of Liu Feng's group, all of them were above the eighth realm, so they naturally saw that Dongxu Island was moving and heard the purpose of these people's visit.

The few people in front of the temple who were not Buddhist practitioners, Tu Qingyan, the Yu brothers and sisters, as well as Cao Tianshi and Ji Qiu, stopped practicing early and only tried to collect the immortal energy of this place.

Over the past 150 years, Cao Tianshi and Ji Qiu have already reached the eighth generation, and Jing Ling has also cultivated the eight Buddha roots, but they are all in the early stage, but not much away from the middle stage.

If the eighth realm is practiced in the big world, if there is no opportunity, it will take at least three or four hundred years to advance to a small realm, and as many as a thousand years. They can have such a harvest in more than a hundred years thanks to the immortal energy.

Unfortunately, the immortal energy here is thin, and it seems that it has accumulated over a long period of time. It was fine for the first fifty years when the cultivators came here, but it became thinner and thinner as time went by.

The three demons all looked at Liu Feng and other Buddhist cultivators. Liu Feng stood up, and the other demon monks stood up behind him.

Taking away the spiritual object handed over by Chang Xuzi, Liu Feng looked at the cracks in the void in the distance. Dongxu Island had moved to the outermost circle. He really couldn't delay any longer.

"It's okay to practice Buddhism. There are relics left by the predecessors of Buddhist cultivation. I got some insights from practice and successfully cultivated to the middle stage of the eight Buddha roots."

"It's just that the Gu Dao is still a little worse and entered the middle stage of the eighth world body. After the initial stage of the eighth realm of the soul refining, there is no follow-up practice, and it has not reached the middle stage."

According to other cultivators in the world, Liu Feng has been practicing for nearly 120 years, but he has been in seclusion twice in the place where time is accelerated, and the actual years he has experienced are close to 300 years.

He has cultivated to the middle stage of the Eight Buddha Roots before the age of 300. He is not as good as the direct descendants of the great families in the Void Realm, but compared with the geniuses in the Void Realm who do not rely on the support of the forces to cultivate, Liu Feng is also one of the top-notch ones.

Thinking about what he has gained from this trip, he looked into the ruined temple. An old monk was full of breath, and the place where he sat seemed to be an independent space.

After completing the Nine Buddha Roots, the Second Heavenly King had a much better understanding and strength than the abbot of the Prajna Zen Temple he had seen.

"Second Heavenly King, are you sure you can use the immortal energy here to impact the realm of the True Buddha?" Liu Feng said in a voice transmission.

Fa Shi shook his head under the broken wall, with a look of emotion on his face.

If he couldn't become a Buddha in such an immortal place, it would be even more impossible to go to the great world. But when he tried to reach the next realm, a sense of terror arose spontaneously.

When he reaches this state, his intuition is often close to the truth. In his intuition, if he breaks through the state, he will fail and may suffer heavy losses. Then the fact is that he is probably unable to become a Buddha.

"I'm a bit too old, so I'm afraid it won't be possible. I'll probably have to take that path!"

After the Second Heavenly King finished speaking, he looked towards the inner courtyard of the ruined temple. Yan'an and Yanbei were still in the early stage of Nine Buddha Roots, and they were both observing the scriptures on the walls of the inner courtyard.

Both he and Liu Feng had read the scripture. It was so long ago that most of it could not be seen clearly, and there were only intermittent fragments.

Even these words are extremely difficult to understand. According to their speculation, the owner of this ruined temple must be at a level above the true Buddha.

In this way, the monks who come to this broken road are not only below the immortal Buddha, but also above the immortal Buddha.

It is unimaginable that a large number of immortals and Buddhas have come here, some gave up and left, some were willing to die here, or some broke through the broken road and rushed into the depths of the void.

It is unknown to future generations whether there were any survivors who stepped into the space where the broken path should have been connected.

Two monks, Yan'an and Yanbei, finished their practice one after another and came to the ruined temple with Fa Shi.

Liu Feng glanced at Chang Xuzi, and Chang Xuzi went to greet the monk who was "bringing travel expenses" while he himself called Jue Xin in his consciousness.

"Juexin, come and ask Qin Xian'er to show you the way."

After five or six breaths, the third face behind his neck, Juexin slowly opened his eyes, while the second face, Jing Chen, simply closed his eyes.

After staying here for more than 150 years, the consciousness of the two previous lives is gradually dissipating. According to this trend, one day they will completely disappear.

After waiting for a while, Juexin responded: "Two hundred and sixty miles ahead, there is the thirty-eighth void crack."

When Liu Feng heard this, he glanced around and found that the Tantai family and the Zhuang family were standing in the distance, not blending into the following Eight Territory Heaven and Earth, so he stopped staying.

Nearly sixty figures in front and behind them ducked two hundred and sixty away. When they came to the edge of the broken road, the cultivators didn't have time to look at the cracks in the void, and found that several Nine Realms were looking into the depths of the void below.

Jing Ling, Ji Qiu and other eight realms also looked down and saw jade bridges looming in the vast gray light like water.

Those bridges lie across the suspended land, and both the bridges and the suspended land are extremely difficult to see with the naked eye.

"When did these bridges appear? Why didn't we notice them at all? We barely noticed them when we got close." Jing Ling had a solemn look on his face.

Liu Feng took a look and explained: "They should be immortal Buddhas who came down from the virtual world, and they have a good background. I can see their hidden magic weapons, but I can't see through them and I can't see the existence of them."

The group of people following behind couldn't help but feel nervous. To be able to pave the way in such a place, no one among the immortals and Buddhas could see him. Not only did he have a big background.

If there was no suppression from the heaven and earth, it would be possible for someone to crush them to death with one hand.

Chang Xuzi whispered: "Then we'd better move quickly. Don't wait for them to come up. It would be bad if they take action."

Liu Feng nodded, looked at the cracks in the void on the roadside, and pointed at the one hundred feet crack that Jue Xin mentioned.

Immediately, he glanced coldly at the three Nine Realms of Tantai and Zhuang who were approaching quietly, sneered, swept away Jing Ling and other Eight Realms behind him, and took the lead to fly into the void rift with the Demonic Ape.

When the others saw Liu Feng's smile, they all felt bad. They were worried that Liu Feng and his enemies would start fighting again, so they rushed to keep up with each other, fearing that Liu Feng would cross the river and demolish the bridge.

The two heavenly kings Fa Shi, Yan An, and Yan Bei, and the three Nine Buddha Gens followed at the forefront, followed by two Nine Realm Taoists, and more than thirty Eight Realms fell behind.

Chang Xuzi stepped on the array plate, and as soon as he entered the crack in the void, he flew towards the opposite side of the turbulent flow of the void.

"It's another ten miles of void turbulence, Uncle Liu... don't start fighting again. If you really want to deal with them, it's not too late to strike."

When he was worried, three spiritual lights behind him, two red and one green, caught up and moved forward. They were two families with three people in the ninth level of King Blood.

The next moment, the "Uncle Liu" flying at the front, as expected, moved his hands.

Eight black whirlpools bloomed in the turbulent flow of space in front of him. Liu Feng was more than 150 years later than when he first entered his eighth life. Now he is performing it with a cultivation level close to the middle of his eighth life. He is much more proficient, and The shot is extremely fast.

The eight void whirlpools instantly surged and enlarged in circles, but they did not disturb the turbulent flow of the void like last time. Instead, they followed the swirling trend of the turbulent flow of the void and surrounded the three escaping lights, two red and one green.

Liu Feng raised his hand and used one magic ape and three nine Buddha roots at the same time to block the three people in the escaping light.

The rest of the people immediately took a detour as if they were avoiding the god of plague, and all of a sudden the light was escaping. Some even used their wealth to help with the talismans and magic weapons they had accumulated for many years.

"Rumble..."

The three ninth-level spiritual treasures were shattered by numerous people from the eighth level. Among them were the white-browed Dantaiji, the red-haired Tantai Miao, and an old man with green hair from the Zhuang clan. The three ninth-level king-blooded ones looked extremely ugly. .

Three Taoist palaces appeared in the void, replacing the spiritual treasures that were about to be broken, and resisted the siege.

Wisps of ethereal immortal energy and pure white immortal energy were rarely collected over the years. At this moment, the three of them did not dare to keep them, so they took out the immortal energy and used the method of protecting themselves.

Liu Feng, who was flying in front, frowned. They had gained a lot on the broken road and their strength had improved. The three old dogs from the two families had also gained a lot of benefits.

A hasty attack will definitely not be able to capture the three of them, unless we risk the chaos and destruction of the void here, delay here, and attack with all our strength.

But if you really want to do so, it is obviously not worth it.

"Let's go, leave the turbulent void first, and then join forces to attack one person after you get out. It's difficult to kill three people, so kill one person first."

Liu Feng sent a message to the second king and the two demon monks, and turned to fly to the opposite exit.

...

Outside the whirlpool of flowing light, there was no one in the twelve crystal worlds at this time.

The cultivators who came here either desperately broke into the void cracks or returned to Dongxu Island.

The tenth of Dongxu Spirit Crystals that had escaped in the past have all returned in the past fourteen years.

Three thousand Dongxu Spirit Crystals are three thousand islands, which are connected to each other by qi, like a whole, and are leaving the eighth circle of broken world and coming to the outermost circle.

The one thousand islands in the center of Dongxu Island, to the south, can be seen from a distance on a white crystal island of twelve crystal worlds.

The Meng family, the Bashe, and the Yin-Yang Divine Ape, four nine-level masters of the three tribes stood on the edge of the island, staring at a certain place in the crystal world with pupil skills.

In the sight, there was a group of void that twisted and expanded, stretching into a hundred-foot void crack, and the figures of Taoists came out one after another.

Among them, the survivor they least wanted to see, Liu Feng, was safe and sound.

At the end of the many figures, there were three Nine Realms wearing the Taoist Palace Dao Xiang, who were brutally killed by Liu Nie Zang and his men.

"This boy is very lucky. He fought in and out of such a dangerous place, not only did he not lose his life, but his cultivation became stronger."

"Tan Tai Ji and Tan Tai Miao were able to escape, but Taoist Zhuang Zhen was targeted, and I'm afraid it's more likely to be dangerous."

"It's too late to go there now. This evil is so cruel. The Eight Realms dared to fight the Nine Realms head-on. What will happen to him when he is in the Nine Realms!"

The four Nine Realms watched from a distance. The Yin-Yang Divine Ape was slightly better. He only fought with Liu Feng for the benefit. The Bashe and Meng clans offended Liu Feng a lot.

According to Liu Feng's opportunities and means in this life, especially his Void Gu technique, if he really reaches the Ninth Realm, it will be a disaster. The Nine Realms of each family must join forces, and they may even need to borrow the power of the ancestors of each clan to help.

On another island several islands away, Donghuang Xuan also saw Liu Feng appear.

Liu Feng wanted to kill a King Blood Ninth Realm, but he didn't care at all. In the eyes of this prince of the Holy Dynasty, King Blood was just a stronger slave clan.

In less than ten breaths, when the other Eight Realms rushed to Dongxu Island frantically, Liu Feng and others also flew away from the crystal world, and there was an extra corpse of King Blood Ninth Realm in his hands!

The escape lights flashed quickly, and they rushed back one after another when Dongxu Island broke away from the outermost circle of the broken world.

Liu Feng's group landed on a white crystal island 300 miles away from Meng and others.

He refined the Zhuang bloodline in the corpse with one hand, but failed to capture the Yuanshen. Before his Yuanshen escaped, he was blasted away by the two Heavenly Kings.

Following behind him in the eighth realm, the demon monk of Prajna Zen Temple did not think much of it, as it was natural for the ancestor to kill a ninth realm.

But Jing Ling, Ji Qiu and Cao Tianshi, the three of them had stiff faces, and they only felt unfamiliar when they looked at Liu Feng, because even if they had cultivated to the eighth realm, the gap in strength between them and Liu Feng was getting bigger and bigger.