A ray of moonlight swept to the ground, and Jing Jingming's body was light, and the sky shook in front of him for a while, and when he opened his eyes again, he had already arrived at a solemn and gorgeous place that did not resemble the world.
The breeze blows, and the pale golden orchids on the vast expanse of the field are like undulating waves.
The air was filled with the fragrance of flowers, which was elegant but solemn, seeping into his body like mercury from his pores, which made him feel refreshed and energetic.
There are pale golden palaces all around, and the layers of palaces are huge and solemn, like dragon scales on the body of a giant dragon, and they are spread out on top of each other.
There are golden flying boats rowing through the sky, bringing up the Changhong streamer that is dozens of miles long.
The speed of the flying boat was amazing, and it only took a short flick of a finger to fly from the left limit of his vision to the right limit of his vision.
This degree is more than a hundred times faster than the flying boat that can be seen in the Yuan 6 world In the distance, there was a clear sound of bells, the bells burst, like the sound of heaven, both ears heard it, the internal organs were slightly vibrating, as if washed by the bell.
Jing Ming instinctively lifted his spirit, gathered all his attention, and bowed his head slightly and said nothing.
"Let's go."
Lan Ruo let out a low sigh, Yin Xue Ge was wrapped in a simple linen sheet, and he was carrying it in his hand.
The distraction that Yin Xue Ge was divided into this body was extremely weak, and the degree of integration was not high. has been tossed for so long, Yin Xue Ge is already dying, and a wisp of distraction is about to drift away.
His breathing became more and more subtle, and the more nervous Lan Ruo and the others became.
There were dozens of streamers roaring against the sea of flowers, dozens of silver and silver whiskers.
The old man, dressed in a pale golden robe, with a graceful and majestic demeanor, rushed in front of him.
Lan Ruo bowed to these old people, and the old people did not say a word, and quickly separated from each other, hugging Lan Ruo and the others, and at the same time turned into a streamer and swept towards a big mountain in the distance.
The life of the Jing Jing was enveloped by these old men, and it also turned into a streamer and flew forward.
He only saw the light and shadow around him change, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived at the foot of the mountain, which was dozens of miles high, and saw a huge cave on the mountainside, which was spewing faint smoke.
Seven or eight streamers of light shot out from the oblique thorn, and an old man with an ancient face shouted loudly.
"The head of the house.
The old man has something to do."
A silver old man standing on the outermost side shouted angrily at the rushing old man.
The splitter was a silver starlight that smashed down from the sky like a waterfall.
The ancient man snorted softly, and there were also silver stars around him, turning into countless meteors with a deafening sound of breaking the sky and surging up towards that silver light.
More meteor beams slashed towards Lan Ruo intentionally or unintentionally.
"Evil animals."
A square silver seal erupted from the palm of the silver old man who made the shot.
The starlight between heaven and earth suddenly blaze.
A silver frenzy poured out of the silver seal.
The ancient man who was spewing out countless meteor beams all over his body snorted, completely overwhelmed by the silver frenzy.
The beam of meteor light shattered, and the ancient man flew out in a whirlwind.
His skin was cracking inch by inch.
Countless blood spurted out.
It was just such a delay, and more streamers flew in from other directions.
Lan Ruo carried Yin Xue Ge to the door of the cave without saying a word, and Jing Ming and the others were also swept in by several old men.
Dozens of other old men stood in a row at the door of the cave, and Jing Jingming was brought into the cave, and could only hear the sound of hurried conversations outside.
"Dick, get out of the way.
Lan Ruo was so bold that he actually brought outsiders into the family's forbidden land."
"Don't talk nonsense, no one wants to step into the forbidden place of the family today."
"Tianxuan, you clansmen, you really want to fight against all the clansmen."
"Ridiculous, you don't want to be disobedient and commit a crime, you know what the reason is in the forbidden land."
After the extremely strong smell of gunpowder, Jing Ming felt a trace of incomparably sharp qi surging from behind.
The mountain under his feet shook violently a few times, and countless magic runes erupted from the rocks in the corridor around him, surging violently.
Lan Ruo and the others were extremely fast, and they ran forward along the road in the middle of the mountain for a quarter of an hour, and the front suddenly lit up.
From the outside, this mountain is only tens of miles high, and the foundation at the foot of the mountain is hundreds of miles in a radius.
But there must have been some kind of supernatural power to contain the void and mustard seed Sumeru in the mountains, and the hall that appeared in front of him in front of him was thousands of miles in size.
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The sky is round, and the purple air rises.
Above the magnificent hall, countless shining gems were inlaid with a huge picture of Zhou Tianxing.
The stars swirled, and the power of the starlight that was as strong as the essence fell from the top of the hall hundreds of miles high in waves, and Jing Jing was soaked in the power of the stars, as if he was suppressed by hundreds of mountains, and his bones clicked.
A silver old man gently lifted Jing Jing's shoulder, and a wave of heat poured into his body, and the tremendous pressure caused by the power of the stars in the outside world suddenly dissipated without a trace.
The sound of low footsteps came from a distance, and dozens of Dharma Exterminators with pale golden bodies and about a foot tall walked over slowly.
Lan Ruo took out a token and shook it slightly at these spell destroyers, and then pointed to the Yongdao behind him.
"Hold the passage, those who dare to step in, kill."
A faint glow flashed in the scarlet eyes of the Spell Exterminators, and they made a low promise, neatly lined up in an arc at the entrance of the corridor.
They held all kinds of weapons in their hands, and the power of the stars falling from the sky above the main hall was constantly pouring into their bodies.
The power of the stars poured in so fast that small silver swirls appeared above the heads of the spell destroyers.
On the surface of the bodies of the Dharma Exterminators, the pale gold and dark silver French words rose and fell like ripples, and there was a silver mist around them, and countless stars swirled and rolled in the mist, bringing up countless dazzling silver halos.
Jing Ming followed Lan Ruo and the others to the core of the main hall a few steps, and there was an angry roar behind him.
"Lan Ruo, how dare you" The figures of the Dharma Destroyers suddenly blurred.
Countless afterimages rippled in the air.
In the terrible sound of breaking the air, more than a dozen figures emitting strong fluctuations of Yuan Force were torn to pieces by the Dharma Destroyers.
Roars of anger continued to be heard, and a large group of people who followed these figures fled back down the corridor in confusion.
The Dharma Destroyer did not pursue, but continued to guard the entrance of the Yongdao.
Lan Lan once again regained her arrogant swan-like temperament, she raised her head slightly, and glanced at those law destroyers with a proud sneer.
"There are always people who want to use the mantis arm as a car and try to take away what doesn't belong to them.
Now it seems that everything they have done is so ridiculous. ” Jing Jing clicked his mouth for a moment, but he didn't say anything.
Those who were torn apart.
The pressure that each of them brought to Jing Jing's life.
It's like a dragon looking down on a small bug.
Those people were definitely inhuman beings condensed into divine souls, but they were easily torn to pieces by the Dharma Destroyers.
This is the essence of the family of saints Not to mention these ridiculously powerful Dharma destroyers, let's talk about those clansmen who were killed.
There are more than a dozen such powerful existences in the inhuman realm where the gods and souls are complete.
It's actually because of the struggle within the family. was mercilessly slaughtered.
Lan Lan glanced at Jing Ming.
He sneered a few times very arrogantly.
"Don't think that condensing into a divine soul is a great character, in non-human existence, there are also three, six, nine and so on."
"Your nether kingdoms, families, and sects.
Once someone condenses into a divine soul, they are forcibly led here to cultivate. ” "Therefore, in your hearts, the figure of the great soul is high and cannot be eternal."
"But for the descendants of our saints, even if they are condensed into divine souls, there are not a few who are slaves and slaves."
Jing Ming's face twitched, and he smiled at Lan Lan with difficulty.
As Lan Lan said, any force in the Yuan 6 world, as long as someone condenses into a divine soul, will be led by the Holy Dharma Sect to cultivate on the seven rounds of the full moon, so that they will not continue to have an impact on the Yuan 6 world.
For the various forces in the Yuan 6 world, the person who condenses into the divine soul is the legendary existence.
But here, the legendary mythical-level people can actually be killed at will, which is really shocking and makes him difficult to accept for a while.
After walking forward for a while, they soon came to the core of the main hall under the guidance of several silver old men.
There is a purple-gold altar here, and on the altar stands a statue of a saint with a kind face and a height of about 100 feet.
The statue of the first ancestor saint of the Lan family held a scroll in both hands, and above the open scroll, a cloud of five-colored mist was slowly rotating and wriggling.
Waves of powerful and abnormal, but extremely unstable divine soul fluctuations poured down overwhelmingly.
Neither Lan Lan nor Luo Jing had condensed their souls, and their souls had no resistance to the fluctuations of their souls.
Although the Qi Refiner's strong and powerful Yuan Force cultivation could resist ordinary Divine Soul attacks, the Divine Soul fluctuations emitted by the multicolored mist in front of him were too powerful, and they had already given birth to changes in their essence and origin.
It's like someone using a hard alloy to beat a piece of tofu, even if the tofu has a layer of tough tofu skin on the surface, it still can't resist the attack of the alloy.
The fluctuation of the divine soul of the multicolored mist was just a shock, and Lan Lan and Luo Jing's faces turned pale, and their seven orifices spurted blood, and their souls almost collapsed.
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Fortunately, the multicolored mist contained his soul fluctuations in time, so that the two of them were not crushed to death.
A deep voice came from the air around the multicolored mist, and the voice was magnificent and loud, as if heaven and earth were resonating.
"Belt, so weak, two, little guy, wait, you know, I can't control my own soul" Lan Ruo knelt on the ground respectfully, and together with several other silver old men, he kowtowed a few times to the colorful mist.
"Ancestor, we have brought the missing Aoki Body.
These two children are the biggest contributors to finding Aoki's body. ” The multicolored mist abruptly compressed into an extremely tiny dot, and then rapidly expanded into a multicolored halo of glow.
"It's wonderful, I'm fed up, I'm weak all the time, I'm being eaten by the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, I've had enough."
"Just that group of unscrupulous descendants.
They are trying to stop me from giving up and regenerating them, felony" The multicolored mist was almost gnashing its teeth, and Lan Ruo and several silver old men showed smug smiles at the same time.
Lan Ruo stopped talking nonsense, he stood up and tore the sheets around Yin Xue Ge's body, tearing his clothes to shreds.
An almost substantial divine soul fluctuation swept across Yin Xue Ge's body, and the multicolored mist sighed with satisfaction.
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