In the chaos platform, there are misty clouds and mist. Six figures stand in front of the five-color altar, entangled in wisps of mist.
Looking at the altar in front of him, Xiang Yufei also showed a hint of anticipation. He was about to break through to the third level of Immortal Stage.
Here, he can no longer get enough experience, Ziwei Emperor Star is the best choice.
Beidi's face was expressionless. He stared at the complex patterns on the altar, which were engraved with the most mysterious laws of space...
Everyone climbed onto the five-color altar, Su Yu pointed a finger, and countless chains of order appeared in the void.
In the boundless mist of chaos, mysterious engraved pictures intertwined, with dense tracks and stars shining like a real sky emerging.
The five-color sacred stone shone brightly, and the entire altar was glowing. The place was flooded with brilliance, and runes appeared in the light, forming a perfect Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram, connecting to the boundless starry sky.
"Boom!"
In the sky, the huge Yin Yang Tai Chi was made of fairy gold. Purple fish and red fish were intertwined with each other, shining with metallic luster. At the same time, the void was twisted and countless ripples appeared.
The light is like silk, falling down, and the runes are like crystal light rain, falling on the sky. Each rune is emitting strange fluctuations, imprinted in the void.
This is the spatial coordinate of the five-color altar, and it is also a sign of the upcoming journey.
The next moment, the yin-yang fish transformed into a portal, opening upwards, leading to the ancient universe, with starlight flowing in it and dense space patterns embedded in it.
The complex and mysterious lines lead the Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram, forming a space wormhole, sucking everyone in.
Vaguely, everyone seemed to see the vast universe.
After a while, the brilliance faded and the figures on the altar disappeared. Except for the golden sun on the sky, which was slightly dimmed, the small chaotic world was still the scene of the past...
The universe is endless and the star field is endless. However, there are no stars in more places. There is a dead silence and darkness. There is no sound in the vast universe.
The terrifying silence, the bone-crushing coldness, the vast and boundless darkness, this is everything, this is the universe, nothing else.
Not to mention human beings, even a star is as tiny as dust. In this boundless ancient universe, everything is insignificant.
In the space tunnel, Su Yu looked at the familiar starry sky and sighed.
He has seen this scene many times. There is a galaxy inside the Zhulong Pearl. The empress refined the boundless starry sky into the bronze emperor's coffin. The ancient emperor's palace also used the starry sky as its realm...
Looking at the Big Dipper that was gradually disappearing, Yang Yi's eyes moved with a trace of memories. This was her first time to cross the starry sky and go to another place of life.
Qingluan on the side was also staring at the stars in the space, with wonder in his eyes, and couldn't help but sigh at his own insignificance.
Looking down at the entire Emperor Burial Star in the space tunnel, Jiang Tingting felt very strange.
She looked back at the two figures beside her, her eyebrows slightly curved, her eyes narrowed into a line, and her smile bright.
Due to her childhood circumstances, she longed for family affection. In her eyes, these two were her closest relatives.
Perhaps because she has experienced hardships in the mortal world, she cherishes everything she has now. There are some things she has always known...
Zhonghuang and Beidi stood side by side and stood at the back. They both followed etiquette and kept their postures very low. From the beginning to the end, they never glanced at the three women beside Su Yu.
The tunnel advanced slowly, and after dozens of breaths, the Big Dipper was left behind and turned into a speck of dust in the universe.
At this time, the five-color divine light flashed, as if synchronized with the light, and the time and space patterns in the tunnel were like rivers, continuously flowing toward the rear.
The star map sparkled, they entered the universe and began to cross the star field.
The stars twinkle, the ancient road goes backwards, and countless hours of light are distorted.
The space passages changed, and everything became unreal and chaotic. Sometimes it passed very slowly, and sometimes it passed quickly. The moment and the long time were like a long century.
Yang Yi released her own coercion and enveloped Jiang Tingting. This sense of time and space separation was enough to distort the physical body of the Xiantai monks, which was far beyond what Xiao Tingting, who was in the secret realm of the Dao Palace, could bear.
Soon a bright light appeared at the end of the passage. The nine dragon corpses and the copper coffin seemed to have jumped out of a black hole and appeared in the real world, suddenly transcending.
"Ziwei Ancient Emperor Star, it seems that there is no error in the star map!"
Through the hazy space turbulence, Su Yu saw a big purple star. The Ziwei star bloomed with divine glow and was fixed at the end of the eternal void.
This star has many pages in ancient Chinese legends. It is also called the North Star and is known as the "Lord of the Dippers." The Big Dipper rotates around it in four seasons and is gathered by stars, so it is called the Emperor Star.
"The aura of the ancient emperor, this ancient star has produced enlightened beings."
Wang Teng looked at the Emperor Star surrounded by purple clouds, and his heart was shocked. At first, he thought it was a person who had attained enlightenment in front of him. However, after careful sensing, he found that it originated from this star field. At this point, he finally knew how big this ancient star field was. extraordinary.
"This is......"
The emperor also stared at this ancient star, and he realized something in his heart. He had cultivated the way of imperial energy, and he had a vague feeling of pull with this emperor star.
Seeing that she was about to reach the finish line, Yang Yi stretched out her jade hand, waved her sleeves and put little Tingting into her sleeves.
The divine radiance pulsed, and the space passage twisted and then meandered, quickly teleporting everyone out, leading to an ancient source of life.
Five meteors pierced the sky and quickly fell to the earth. Looking from a high altitude, it was deeply shocking.
Everyone quickly stabilized their bodies, met on the clouds, and then watched this area.
The land is endless and vast, with majestic mountains reaching into the sky, surging rivers that can leap hundreds of thousands of miles, and many fairy lands with spiritual energy soaring into the sky.
This is a magnificent world, majestic yet beautiful, majestic yet celestial, and touching.
Under the sea of clouds, a huge majestic city stands in the divine land. In the center of the city, there is an ancient stone mountain that reaches straight into the sky. It emits the essence of heaven and earth and gathers the essence of stars and moon. The whole ancient city has endless holy energy and auspicious colors. Wandering, the dragon's energy is steaming.
Xiang Yufei looked at Su Yu and said, "This should be the territory of the Ziwei Divine Dynasty. We are visiting a foreign land for the first time, so why not stay here for a while and then make plans."
Su Yu nodded slightly, this was also his original intention.
He came to Ziwei for four purposes!
The first thing is to welcome back the ancestral artifact Goddess Furnace, which has a huge connection with him; secondly, to regain the Taoist inheritance. I came from the earth, and his inheritance should also belong to the people of Middle-earth; thirdly, to destroy the Golden Crow tribe and the ancient Taiyin people. Teach; finally, I want to meet the first goddess of Ziwei - Yi Qingwu.
As for the Ziwei Divine Dynasty below, everyone did not take it seriously. The reasons were different. Maybe they learned that the Ziwei religions did not have the ultimate emperor soldiers, maybe they came from the Emperor Burial Star, or maybe their own advantage was too great.
After all, they have a saint on their side, two Tao-slayers, an Eight-Forbidden Emperor who can cut Tao in half a step, and he also possesses Ji Dao weapons. Even Beidou can control it, not to mention Ziwei.
As a result, Wang Teng opened the way, and the five of them descended directly into the imperial capital of the Ziwei Dynasty as if they were in a deserted place.
Seeing visitors from outside the sky, dozens of divine rainbows flew out of the imperial capital. The costumes of these monks were very similar to those of the Ziwei Cult. The leader was the ninth prince of the Ziwei Dynasty. He was wearing a five-color dragon robe and a purple gold crown on his head. He is handsome in appearance and majestic in spirit.
He glanced at Wang Teng, who was like a god and demon, and then quietly used his spiritual thoughts to observe the figures in the chaotic mist behind him. However, the chaos was like a black hole, so deep that it was impossible to see clearly.
The young man's heart sank, and there was fear in his eyes. He did not want to quarrel with these outsiders, but the other party broke through the imperial capital's magic circle and came here like no one else. He must be punished, otherwise the world will think that the divine dynasty is weak and will be destroyed. Even when people hit the imperial capital, they didn’t dare to fight back...
While asking for help from the palace, he greeted him with a smile, trying to find out the details of the other party.
"I don't know, you guys..."
However, before he could finish speaking, as Wang Teng's eyes opened and closed, black light flickered, and lines of void space flew out, locking hundreds of monks in place, leaving only Prince Ziwei.
The young man in the dragon robe's eyes instantly turned cold. He crushed the jade talisman in his sleeve and shouted, "How dare you act so recklessly in the imperial city."
In an instant, dragon energy surged, and immeasurable light erupted over the imperial capital.
A stream of light rushed out of the palace not far away, and an old eunuch with a white face and beardless face and a kind-hearted look walked out. His face was ordinary, but he exuded the sharp aura of the second heaven of Sendai.
After hearing the Ninth Prince's roar, the old man's face darkened and there was a gloomy look in his eyes.
"Dare to act wild in the imperial capital of the Divine Dynasty!"
He sneered, dodged, protected the young man behind him, and then took action. His pale palm was like a thousand-year-old iceberg, surrounded by countless black lights, exuding a biting cold air, and instantly turned into a sky-covering shape, facing towards Beidi called over.
Wang Teng looked indifferent. Facing an enemy of this level, he didn't even have the desire to take action...
After a breath, the two of them were reduced to void statues. The golden ancient chariot rumbled and flew out of the void, directly knocking away the monks blocking the road and rushing into the center of the capital.
Su Yu and the others followed him and walked into the Ziwei Palace calmly.
It was Su Yu who proposed Wang Teng's act of deterrence, but no one objected. They had more important things to do later, and there was no need to reveal too much strength here.
There are at least tens of thousands of monks in this big city, and Su Yu doesn't believe that there are no other powerful spies among them. Once Yang Yi shows his holy power, the news of the saint's birth will definitely spread throughout Ziwei. That situation is not conducive to them.
The palace was heavily guarded, and golden chariots were seen flying towards this place. The imperial guards on the palace walls were waiting in full formation, but everything was in vain.
In front of Beidi, the killing array that was enough to encircle the second level of Xiantai was meaningless, and he was run over by a chariot in an instant...
The royal palace of the Ziwei Dynasty was built on the mountain. Along this ancient sacred mountain, there were countless palaces and palaces along the way.
In the Xingyao Palace, clouds and mist lingered, and fragrant fragrance floated. Dozens of palace maids in colorful clothes danced on the jade bricks, like beautiful butterflies.
There are two teams of monks on the desk. The people on the left are all purple embroidered with dragons. They are from the royal family of the Ziwei Dynasty. Among them is a beautiful girl who looks to be no more than seventeen or eighteen years old. She has black hair like silk. As bright as ever, her skin is white and crystal clear, and she has a pair of red and phoenix eyes that are full of spiritual energy. Between her almond eyes, there is endless beauty and charm.
The one on the right is a young Taoist priest. He has fair complexion and looks very handsome. He has an aura that transcends his age. He looks like a Taoist who has practiced Taoism for a long time.
This is the descendant of this generation of Renwang Palace, the third missing Taoist.
Through the power of spiritual thoughts, Taoist Sanque observed the battle outside the palace. His eyes were calm, but his heart was extremely shocked. He thought to himself: "I dare to break into the Ziwei Palace. I don't know who exists... .”
In his eyes, those who can take action in the Ziwei Imperial Capital without any scruples must be ancient beings from the third level of Xiantai. Otherwise, even the peerless Holy Lord would not be able to escape death. Only Tao-slayers can ignore the rules of the practice world and override them. above all major forces.
Above the main hall, the leader of Ziwei is an extraordinary warrior. He wears a nine-dragon crown and a gold silk robe of stars. He has deep eyes and a big purple star on his head, like the reincarnation of the Emperor of Heaven.
There is a huge map of mountains and rivers behind him, showing the hundreds of millions of miles of territory of the divine dynasty. Each line of pattern is condensed by the divine pattern of space, which is extremely precious.
Seeing that the movement below was getting louder and louder, Emperor Ziwei frowned slightly, his eyes moved slightly, and the old man serving him understood clearly and took off the Ziyun Jade Seal on the desk.
The old man walked to the sacred map and placed the jade seal into the imperial capital in the mountain and river map.
The next moment, the boundless mountain and river map burst out with divine light, purple clouds filled the sky, and an exquisite divine bow appeared.
This is an ancestral weapon that has been continuously practiced by the emperors of the past dynasties. It has reached the level of killing, and its power is endless. It is unknown how many powerful monks it has shot and killed.
The old man took off the purple-gold divine bow hanging on the mountain and river map, and then returned to Emperor Ziwei.
Looking at the people below, Emperor Ziwei chuckled and said: "For thousands of years, no one has been so rude and dared to break into the palace directly."
Then his voice changed, his eyes were cold and stern, and he said in a cold voice: "Whoever it is, take off his head, nail his body to the city wall, and imprison his soul in the cold pool!"
Dare to challenge the majesty of the divine dynasty like this. As the leader of the dynasty, he has only one choice!
Moreover, the murderer was only from the second level of Sendai, so he had no fear at all!
"Your Majesty orders!"
The three Emperor Ziwei uncles on the right side of the hall stood up and bowed to the steps. Then the middle-aged man in the lead took the purple-gold divine bow, and the three flew out of the Xingyao Palace to suppress the murderer...
Taoist Sanque looked outside the hall. The breeze was blowing, and the young man's eyes moved slightly. The moon-white Taoist robe floated, embroidered with Yin Yang and Yang Bagua diagrams, like a mirror, with occasional brilliance reflected.
"I didn't expect to see Zitian Gong this time!" He sighed, but he didn't care in his heart.
The bow trained by the Dacheng King is indeed extraordinary, but it is definitely no match for the real Dao Slayer!
An old emperor smiled contemptuously and said: "It's just a clown. I don't know where he came from. He dares to run wild here. He is extremely stupid."
"Gentlemen, please!"
Emperor Ziwei raised the jade cup and drank the fairy brew with everyone. He continued to watch the palace maids dancing without paying any attention to the situation at the foot of the mountain.
In his eyes, that man had died under the bow and arrow of Zhan Dao Shen and was not worth mentioning.
Hundreds of breaths later, murderous intent surged into the sky and penetrated this place. A golden ancient chariot rushed up into the clouds. There was still a faint trace of divine blood remaining on the frame. A tall figure stood on it, like a god and demon.
Wang Teng's whole body was shrouded in golden light from the sky, as if the Emperor of Heaven had descended into the world. Around him, there were nine true dragons, nine divine phoenixes, nine white tigers, and nine basalts. They flashed with divine light and transformed into four images, surrounding him. .
He did not enter the Xingyao Palace. Through the martial arts heavenly eye, he saw the secrets of that ancient palace. There was a peerless killing formation in it, and it was definitely a formation at the Dao level.
