Nine days, a special word.
It can represent the ninth day of the thirty-three days, the bright and sunny sky, or it can represent the high sky, the sky that people cannot touch. Similarly, it can also represent the yearning for immortals and the world of immortals.
Above the Nine Heavens is also the common name of the Immortal Realm.
No matter what the intention, Jiutian is special. It is related to immortals, to the fairy world, and to the fairy court that once suppressed everything.
Now, an extremely splendid world on the ninth day will appear in front of everyone.
It is carried by the sea of clouds woven by hundreds of thousands of red-crowned white cranes. Only white clouds like that can bring the ninth world to life and expose it to everyone.
With the attitude of looking down from a very high place.
Like two circles, the black and white world of thunder and fire is disappearing little by little from the inside to the outside, and in the center, under the golden glow, the world of the sea of clouds is getting bigger and bigger.
Everyone can only look up and see the bottom of the sea of clouds, and that is just the lowest level of a certain world, the land where people who once lived in the fairy world stepped on.
"Where is the thing nurtured on the eighth day? Why hasn't it appeared yet?" Some people wondered, and as white clouds gradually covered half of the sky in this fragmented world, some forces finally took action.
The boundless army of bronze chariots was activated and condensed into a Great Wall stretching tens of thousands of miles, and at the center of the Great Wall was the Zhao family.
At this moment, Zhang Qing finally understood why the ninth ancient clan chose to fall next to the Zhao family.
A tall willow tree rose from the ground, its green willow branches swayed, and a strong wind blew between heaven and earth.
But this is not what the ninth one needs. One by one, Zhao family monks fly into the sky to pick some of the willow branches, but deep in the ground, they belong to the ninth one.
The knotted tree roots squeezed out of the ground and hovered above the earth like a giant dragon and snake. Even the green hills of the Zhang family were shaken at this moment.
Zhang Qing flew into the sky, and the power of immortal transformation poured out crazily, turning all tree roots into mortal objects. Only by not destroying the structure of the green mountain could this drastic change be suppressed.
"When did it happen?" He was horrified. The roots of the Zhao family's tree had actually taken root under the green mountain?
"This can't be the Zhao family's method, it can only be the ninth one." Zhang Junye said in a deep voice. Among the four clans, the Zhao family has not surpassed the Zhang family, and now it is far inferior to the development of the Zhang family. It is impossible to have this method.
"What are they going to do?" Zhang Qing's eyes were solemn. What exactly did the Ninth want to do?
Soon, he saw that the tens of thousands of miles long bronze Great Wall was entangled with willow roots a hundred feet in diameter. Visible to the naked eye, the huge bronze Great Wall had just turned into a primitive, wild, and bewildered world. Mountains wrapped in tree roots.
Dust and soil adhered to it, as if in this short period of time, the bronze Great Wall had decayed for millions of years and been buried by the earth.
Many people were shocked by Ninth's actions. They didn't understand why they were doing this, and couldn't help but panic.
Ninth, he seems to be avoiding something.
On the green mountain, Yilanjun narrowed her eyes and looked up at the sea of clouds and sky. In the golden glow, some figures seemed to be emerging.
The Great Bronze Wall naturally made the most noise, but they were not the only ones making the big noise.
All the flags on the giant ships of Shenting disappeared, replaced by an ancient spaceship that was three thousand feet long, dilapidated and with countless scars. There was a tattered flag on the bow with many burned out flags on it. There are large holes and no red and gold lines looming on the scattered flag surface, highlighting its extraordinary and ancient mission.
All the Shenting flying boats gathered behind the ancient giant boat, as if there were many soldiers being read, and no sound was made.
The Great Wall of Bronze is wrapped in willow roots, the divine court sacrifices an ancient flying boat, and there are many similar movements in the distance. More or less, there are things in them that do not belong to this era, or do not belong to this world.
It does not belong to the human world, but comes from the Thirty-three Heavens.
And a shocking and frightening scene also appeared because of the end of these movements.
Countless practitioners, demons, and ghosts all looked up at the sky. They were so focused on the big movements that they didn't notice that at some point, under the golden glow, the sea of snow-white clouds had filled the entire sky.
One after another, the Yunshan Monarchs were leaping gracefully in the sea of clouds. Their bodies were stained with clouds and mist, and the red tops on their heads were slowly changing color. For a few of them, their whole bodies were already completely white, without a trace of human dust.
And the aura exuded by these few people is naturally extremely terrifying.
But this is not what the creatures in this world who look up to really pay attention to.
What they valued even more was the figures standing like sculptures above the sea of clouds.
Under the thousands of banners, there are millions, tens of millions, hundreds of millions of figures. Each of them is wearing red or purple-black armor, holding a long spear at his side, and nine short spears stuck behind his back. .
Underneath a small number of human figures are vague images of ferocious beasts and brilliant chariots.
These countless figures just stood above the sea of clouds, silent, still making noise from the flag.
There was no sound from heaven and earth, and countless creatures below looked up at this scene, feeling unreasonable fear in their hearts.
"Fake...fake..." Someone said tremblingly, and the illusory gate of heaven appeared behind him, with a horrified tone.
Then the next moment, a vague figure in the sky turned its head. The Tianmen realm monk had no room for resistance. His whole body exploded, and the blood mist that filled the sky fell within hundreds of miles.
No one dared to make a sound anymore, but some of them understood something.
They saw the birth of the previous eight heavens, and saw the opportunity for the eight earth immortals to go crazy, but from the beginning to the end, no third earth immortal was exposed.
Isn’t this a fragmented world? No, there must be one. The ninth Earth Immortal cannot be the only one.
But none of them showed up.
Now, on the ninth day of the immortal world, the fragments of Chi Ming and Yang Tian appear.
On the ninth day of the immortal world, before endless years, what kind of attitude did you face facing the world and all the worlds?
He is in charge of the boundless fairy court, and he is the heavenly soldier and general who suppresses everything!
On the ninth day, there are no immortals like Miaomiao and Taishang. They are the closest to the human world. Every time they appear, they bring bloody killing and death.
On the ninth day, he takes charge of everything and suppresses everything. All the heavenly soldiers of the thirty-three days gather there or make a triumphant return.
Heavenly soldiers, never defeated in endless years.
Their appearance has only one purpose, to suppress!
At this moment, everyone can feel that they are being watched by some kind of eyes, and infinite fear permeates the hearts of every living being.
The scalps of some monks who transcended Tianmen were numb, and then in an instant, they knelt on the ground.
He thought of one thing, where are they?
Xuanwu Spirit carries a fragment on his back. The fragments of Chiming and Yangtian, the ninth day among the thirty-three days, are the world they are in at the moment.
And now, a fragment of the Ninth Heaven appears above their heads. This fragment and the fragments under their feet are all from the Ninth Heaven and have the same origin.
It's not that these heavenly soldiers appeared in their place, but that they, who don't know how many practitioners, broke into the base camp of the heavenly soldiers, broke into... the military camp!
They are all in the fragmented world of the ninth day, and the ninth day does not belong to monks like them, nor to ghosts, nor to Buddhists, nor to demons, nor to immortals, nor to heavenly soldiers.
If they break into this place, they have to accept...judgment.
At this moment, everyone knew what was born from the black and white thunder and fire on the eighth day.
The fragment of heaven on the eighth day gave birth to heavenly soldiers and generals capable of suppressing everyone in this world.
