"Om."

Nine days were plunged into darkness at the same time, all lights were extinguished, and at the end of heaven and earth, there was a ray of chill circulating.

After a short breath, the Shenyang is not there, and there is no aura.

Above the nine heavens, the whole world of immortals, with heavy snowfall, is like a frosty winter.

Countless powerful figures have awakened from their deep sleep and practice, stepping out of palaces, ancient tombs, sacred mountains, and cave houses, looking towards the sky.

I saw at the end of that fairy world, there was a snow-capped mountain rising above the sky, connecting heaven and earth.

And on the top of the snow mountain, a magnificent stone palace stands quietly.

just! !

Unlike all the immortal temples in this world, that ancient temple, not golden or carved, was actually a pitch-black stone temple, like a tomb, faintly revealing a sense of desolation.

In the depths of the ancient temple, a sigh that was tactful and ethereal, yet revealing sadness, quietly resounded.

"Is it... you?"

"boom!"

At the same time, in the fairy trail, Ling Xiao's eyes suddenly opened, mixed with a touch of complex confusion.

In the sky above his head, that jade-like devil bone suddenly bloomed with celestial splendor.

In the next instant, the bones of jade turned into mysterious, scattered into bright streamers, and plunged into Lingxiao Soul Sea in a flash.

"what!!"

The intense pain came instantaneously, and in Ling Xiao's eyes, the demon intent surged out uncontrollably.

Behind him, an ancient demon shadow seemed to have broken through the sky from ancient times.

A series of magic lines containing the most rational, began to light up in the hall, gorgeous and dazzling.

In the end, these lines were transformed into a seal and submerged in the center of Ling Xiao's eyebrows.

There, a blood-red magic pattern gradually became clear.

Among them, it seems to restrain the world's most evil force, destroying the heavens and the earth, and annihilating all worlds.

Around Ling Xiao, a demon shadow began to manifest, and if there were three thousand, they would all bow down together.

And his breath finally rose sharply at this moment.

Below the ancient temple, the fairy girl looked up at the sky, and in her clear eyes, there was a touch of vicissitudes that did not match her appearance.

There was no smile or fear on her face.

Yes, it's just a kind of unspeakable persistence.

Shengzhou, Central Xinjiang.

The four borders of the holy states are tens of thousands of miles in size.

Only the Middle Frontiers have a small area, but as long as they can occupy a Lingshan cave mansion here and open up sects, they are all the top figures in the middle of the Wujiang.

According to rumors, there is a place to climb Sendai in Zhongjiang, which is where Shengzhou’s luck lies.

In the past years, the Saint State powerhouse wanted to ascend to the upper realm, and only if they stepped onto Sendai and proved that they had been immortal, could they be attracted.

In other words, Dengxiantai is the only place where Shengzhou connects with the upper realm.

The spiritual energy is strong here, and the Taoist rhyme is natural. Those who occupy this platform can gain the general trend of the Holy State.

At this time, under a fairy mountain in the center of Zhongjiang.

A figure in Tsing Yi emerged from the void, looking at the distant mountains, a trace of sorrow was mixed in his beautiful eyes.

This month, Ye Qingchan traveled east, searching for the strange voice in his mind, and finally came to this fairy mountain.

just! !

This fairy mountain, named Wudao Mountain, is where the Holy Pope's Gate is located.

With Ye Qingchan's current strength, looking at the younger generation of Shengzhou, it is naturally the top existence.

But in front of the behemoth Shengjiao, it was really too small and pitiful.

"In any case, try your best."

Ye Qingchan took a deep breath, and the figure suddenly disappeared in place.

At the same time, on the top of the fairy mountain, a figure in a golden robe suddenly opened its eyes, the sunlight circulated, and there were avenue lines rippling between its eyes.

And the corner of his mouth raised an inexplicable smile.

"Wow."

Ye Qingchan's figure drifted past like a breeze in the mountains.

Unlike the danger she imagined, she had never seen a sacred man along the way.

Even the spirit seal of the formation technique has not been encountered.

It wasn't until her figure appeared on a dangerous peak in the back mountain that her footsteps slowed down.

At this moment, at the end of his sight, there was an ancient bluestone altar.

The altar is high, with octagonal cornices, and many mysterious runes carved on it. If you look closely, there is a circulation of Taoism and fairy rhyme.

And above the altar, an ancient bronze order is quietly suspended, emitting a clear light.

If Ling Xiao was here, he would be extremely surprised to see this order.

Because this ancient decree was extremely similar to the cold moon fairy decree in his hand.

"Are you calling me?"

Ye Qingchan's eyebrows were lightly clumped, and he raised his foot to the altar, and looked up at the bronze token.

At this moment, the sudden change occurred.

The altar that didn't have a gleam of aura suddenly burst into the sky, transforming into a large formation, trapping Ye Qingchan's figure in it.

"Ok?"

Ye Qingchan's pretty face condensed slightly, as soon as he grasped the ancient order, the whole body was surging, and an absolutely cold breath instantly rippled away.

just! !

Her current strength is only in the realm of the **** king, how can it be broken to open the prison that the holy religion and **** master personally arranged.

Therefore, when the cold light collided with the spiritual formation, a pale color appeared on Ye Qingchan's face, and blood was also drawn off the corners of his mouth.

"Remember?"

In the golden temple in the distance, the **** master stood with his hand holding his hand, looking at the direction of the back mountain.

There, a bright golden pillar pierced through the blue sky and stood on the top of the mountain.

"Yes! God Lord!"

Behind him, a young girl with a beautiful fairy face and also wearing a golden robe bowed slightly and responded softly.

The girl looked like she was in her early twenties, with her shoulders cut and her waist long and tall.

Between Gu and Pan, there is a sense of arrogance flowing in the eyebrows.

The golden robe is dazzling and splendid, embroidered with clouds, only a bunch of waist, simple hair, casually draped over the shoulders, adding a fresh and elegant gentleness.

She just stood there, there seemed to be fairy music lightly all around, and the divine birds were flying around, like a nine-day mysterious girl who had fallen into the world.

"Your divine body has never been seen in the ages. It took me 280 years to remove impurities from your body, and it took another 20 years to teach you the magical powers. Now the entire Holy State only knows that there is a holy son in my holy religion. But you don’t see your true face, you must remember that in this world, the cause and effect will be repaid. If you want to step into the peak of the immortal way, you need to cut off your distracting thoughts and ignore the world."

The God Lord turned his head and took a deep look at the girl.

"Yes! Disciple remember."

"Now the troubled times are out, the evildoers are full of evildoers. Since you feel that the Taoist heart is complete, you should have some experience. From today on, I need to retreat for ten years or a hundred years. You should not tell anyone about this matter. On behalf of the order of the divine master of the holy religion, make decisions on your own, and the strong holy religion, you can dispatch it. I will use this as an excuse to inform the holy religion. This is... your experience."

When the words fell, an object was suddenly thrown out of the hands of the Lord, and it fell in front of the girl.

And his figure disappeared in front of the hall.

And the girl took the divine order, bowed and bowed, and when she got up again, the fairy face had covered Yunxia, ​​concealing her true face, and turned and walked towards the hall.

After the enlightenment.

The **** lord's figure flashed out, and the entire mountain peak suddenly bloomed with fairy clouds, which turned into a spiritual formation, encompassing the entire mountain.

But his gaze was already placed on the girl in Qingyi on the altar.

"After waiting for you for three hundred years, you are finally back."

Hearing this, Ye Qingchan's eyes also flashed a cold light, in his palm, that bronze ancient decree transformed into a radiance, blocking all the spiritual power between the world and the earth. We villains don’t want to be a stepping stone.