Looking at the very real Qinglian in his hand, Zhang Qing's chest kept rising and falling, and his eyes were a little dazed.
"Fairy, the things painted become real spiritual objects."
Zhang Qing hurriedly looked up at the stone wall, but did not find the painting. Then he kept looking around, trying to find the outline of the painting.
But no matter what, he could never see it again.
"Gulu~"
After finally calming down, Zhang Qing couldn't believe it.
Holding the Qinglian in his hand, he didn't know what to do. The painting might be the fragments of the thirty-three days, or it might just be a painting, a painting that could give birth to Qinglian.
"No, I can't stay here." Zhang Qing suddenly woke up and looked around. He couldn't stay here. The Golden Lotus Plant might appear at any time.
"But, where is the way out?" Zhang Qing tried various methods to destroy the surroundings. In the end, he found nothing and could only focus on the pool again.
"Perhaps, we still have to come and go."
After saying that, Zhang Qing jumped and fell into the pool with a pop. The biting cold hit him again, and the surrounding darkness shrouded him again.
After gradually adapting, Zhang Qing looked above his head in surprise. He did not appear at the deepest part of the fourth floor, but at the top.
When he reached out and touched the soil above his head, the invisible barrier he expected did not appear, which surprised Zhang Qing.
"I can go out now."
At this moment, he no longer cares about the Nine Nether Flower. The green lotus in the storage ring comes from the handwriting of an immortal, and is obviously countless times more valuable than the Nine Nether Flower. He is not willing to end up losing it because of a Nine Nether Flower. Qinglian.
After spending some time, Zhang Qing crossed the thick soil layer and returned to the water world on the third layer, and erased all traces of himself.
"We can't just go up like this." Zhang Qing looked at the faintly refracted glow above his head. If he had nothing on him, then there would be no problem, but the existence of Qinglian forced him to think about other things.
"I have passed the best time to leave. If I go up now, I am afraid it will arouse suspicion. If Qinglian is exposed, it will be very troublesome."
If Zhang Qing had followed everyone else up, he might have been able to return to the family's ranks quietly, but now, he couldn't guarantee it.
"I can only wait for others to rescue me."
Zhang Qing lowered his head to look at the soil at the bottom of the lake under his feet, then drilled down again, pressing down on himself with more than a dozen stones.
After stuffing a pill into his mouth, Zhang Qing gradually fell into a deep sleep, but before that, he exchanged his strength for his family's fairy fire inheritance.
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The sky above the lake and the battlefield under the sea of clouds have turned into ruins, and the corpses of many monks and demons are buried in the messy earth.
Whether they are human monks or ferocious demons, they are all hiding like wolves at this moment, looking for opportunities to kill each other in the dark.
Meanwhile, they are waiting for the battle in the sky to end.
The golden lotus species have begun to decline.
The first golden lotus to die was the golden lotus from the Gong family that had been hidden for many years. His death also set off the continuous decline of these high-level monks.
Some monsters were cut into pieces, and their blood stained the turbid lake. There was also a golden lotus from the Zhao family that was swallowed by the monster. Others only had time to save half of the body.
Even the elder of the Zhang family, the Zonglou clan, fell into the hands of a thunder-attributed demon. Immediately afterwards, the demon was also killed, but it was Shui Che who killed him.
Only a few people saw this scene, but they had no time to care about it and could only let the other party disappear with a corpse.
However, compared to Yunmengze's No. 1 Lingxi Spear among casual cultivators, Tan Qin, who came from the Million Mountains, was equally astonishing and inexplicable. He was actually able to face off against Jinlan Sect's Immortal Technique Golden Lotus one-on-one.
"It's just a small trick, how long can you delay!" The elder of Jinlan Zongzhuang, surnamed Taishang, waved a long halberd and hit Tan Qin. The latter was unable to dodge and was blasted into the depths of the lake. Cracks continued to appear all over his body, and blood Then be pulled by some force.
"You are getting worse and worse. I heard that you took something from Xianyue City. Don't you plan to use it? Or do you want to leave it to me?"
The prince surnamed Zhuang looked indifferent. Tan Qin could indeed compete with him, but only at the beginning. As time passed, he became weaker and weaker, and some special methods were obviously losing their effectiveness.
"Immortal method..." Tan Qin gritted his teeth and looked at the golden lotus in the sky, a little unwillingly, and then a mini mountain peak appeared in his hand.
On the top of the mountain, there are green mountains and forests, gorgeous flowers, and splendid pavilions on the top.
"This is..." Zhuang Jinlian's pupils shrank and she recognized the appearance of the mountain peak, then she dodged back crazily.
The Million Mountain Xianyue City also has thirty-three days of fragments, but the monks who obtained them did not understand the cultivation method from them, but turned the fragments into a mountain peak.
The mountain peak is an ordinary thing in the Thirty-three Heavens, and when it falls between the heaven and the earth, it is a rare and powerful magic weapon.
"How come Xianyue is in your hands!" Zhong Jinlian kept retreating, but the shadow above his head was getting darker and darker, and he couldn't avoid it.
"Zhuang Jie, you will definitely die today!" Tan Qin roared angrily. Only he knew the price he would have to pay to activate this fairy mountain.
"Shangguan, save me!" Zhuang Jie no longer had the arrogance he had before. He looked at the illusory fairy mountain falling above his head, his eyes full of fear, and frantically shouted to another Supreme Being in the distance for help.
A wisp of sword light penetrated the sky and landed on the Immortal Mountain. Even the mountain seal of the Immortal Realm was trembling at this moment. Tan Qin, who controlled the Immortal Mountain, turned pale in an instant, and blood spilled from his seven orifices like spiritual stones.
"He must die!" He yelled, and the fairy mountain in the sky fell three minutes faster again, and then crashed onto Zhuang Jie's head.
boom! ! !
The endless water of the lake stirred up huge waves, and huge mountain peaks fell into it. However, the former Supreme Lord Jinlan Zong disappeared without a trace, and he also disappeared from shouting.
Soon after, countless people were shocked by the roaring and violent spiritual power between heaven and earth.
"Die, die!"
"The Golden Lotus, the Immortal Technique of Jinlan Sect, is dead?"
The battlefield was silent, and the monks and demons couldn't help but look at the mountain peak. How many years had it passed since Yunmengze's golden lotus fell, and it was still in such a rough way.
"You are seeking death!" On the other side, the Supreme Prince of Jinlan Sect and the mortal golden lotus were extremely angry. That was the immortal golden lotus.
The biggest reason why the Jinlan Sect has been able to suppress Yun Mengze for two hundred years is that the seven immortal Jinlian suppressed all dissent. Now that one of them has died, the loss is unacceptable. The most terrible impact on the reputation of the Jinlan Sect is the most terrifying.
"Finally dead." Seeing the death of Jinlian, an immortal magic cultivator from Jinlan Sect, many people breathed a sigh of relief at this moment.
After more than a hundred years, Yun Mengze finally died of an immortal golden lotus, and he was from the Jinlan Sect. If it weren't for the wrong time, the four major families would have wanted to have a big banquet every three days to celebrate.
