What kind of existence is Wanhuan Tower in this first city in the world?
Is it an unattainable fairyland?
Or a watcher who keeps people silent?
Is it the unique symbol of the tallest building in the world and the inexplicable sense of intimacy that comes from looking at each other for a long time?
Or is it a thorn in the side that you secretly grit your teeth and curse every time you look at it?
There may not be many people among the 25 million residents of Jueying City who think so much.
Maybe everyone has their own answer.
The only thing that can be confirmed is that among the millions of civil servants in the "Twelve Immortals Bureau" over the years, there are definitely not a few people who have been looking forward to the collapse of Wanhuan Tower for four hundred years.
Especially those "disciples" who think they have inherited the open-mindedness of the Infinite Lord and the selfless dedication of the Infinite Lord.
The dead have already proved it with their souls, and the people who are still alive still have to go through the test.
It’s just that no one thought that this test, no less than the final election of the Huantian Dajiao, would take place today.
But even among the twelve immortals, at least seven of them did not know that the Wanhuan Tower would collapse today before the rooster crows.
Wanhuan Tower will be demolished today.
Wanhuan Building will be demolished today!
Except for Zheng Zhi who stayed behind at Euchang Street and Man Daoyuan who went to Wuxian Land, the other seven immortals didn't even need to say hello to each other. Almost at the same time, they all rushed to the Wanhuan Tower following the elegant trajectory of the Fallen Immortal Flower.
At the same time, the most elite "Five Immortal Army", "Jue Immortal Guard", "Zhu Immortal Camp" and "Zhuo Immortal Class" of the "Twelve Immortal Bureau" each have 108 people, wearing the same gray color as Lu Ran, on the ground and in the air , and at the same time blocked the entrance and exit of Wanhuan Building.
The rest of the various people were in full formation in the twenty-eight districts of the city, waiting for the next order.
The slogan "white flowers appear, immortals disappear" is more than just shouting.
The "Tear Down Plan" has been being deduced, improved, kept secret and perfected.
But no one except Huaihuang knew that this plan would be implemented today.
Why is it being implemented today?
The answer is no longer important.
Hundreds of thousands of immortals and millions of disciples all have the same thought in their hearts at this moment.
——Yang Sanlang will be executed today.
——The Wanhuan Tower will collapse today.
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Lu Ran walked very slowly along this way.
There was smoke, stumps and cries of immortals everywhere.
There were several familiar gray figures coming in the opposite direction like lightning, and soon joined the battle group in the center of the hall.
The flowers around me are still exploding.
A huge black light rose around the throne in front of him.
In the black light, the light shines and there are countless blows, which makes people unable to look directly and fearful.
In Lu Ran's mind, he kept thinking about the scene that shocked him just now——
The three immortals Huaihuang, Luo Bai, and Qin Wujia simultaneously attacked the masked boy on the throne.
It was a stroke of smugness, full of infinite hope and despair at the same time.
Lu Ran felt a little headache, but things had happened, the sword had been unsheathed, and the road was approaching the end.
He reached out and took a paper flower that floated by, placed it in the palm of his hand, and looked at it carefully again.
After passing through the darkness one after another, he was the first to discover it and bring it out of Dayou's eyes.
At that time, he did not know the name of the flower, its function, or that it was originally a weapon.
He just thought it looked good, and it grew well in such a place, which gave him a little hope in his hopeless heart at the time.
Just these two words.
hope.
This flower is also the hope of Huaihuang and the others.
It is also the hope of the Infinite Lord.
It is also the hope of not deceiving the superior.
It is also the hope of everyone in Jueying City.
Flowers, that’s what they are.
To be open, it will wither.
As long as someone remembers what they looked like when they were open, the flower has fulfilled its mission.
Just like myself now, I remember the way it looked when I first saw it in that cave.
Then let yourself take another look at how this flower is blooming here.
Lu Ran crushed the paper flowers in his hand and the fear in his heart, and stepped into the black light in front of him.
The scene seemed a little more chaotic than I thought.
It should also be more beneficial.
Two major camps, three major battlefields.
First of all, Lu Ran was surprised that Empress Huantian actually stood on the side of the immortals. On the left side of the throne, it was originally one against three. Later, three more immortals arrived. The seven true immortals fought fiercely, and it was difficult to tell them apart for a while. Win or lose.
Seeing that Heitian Taoist was able to escape from the battle group in the middle of the battle, he came to talk to Lu Ran and asked with concern: "We just had a round of fighting, did you win?"
Lu Ran didn't know what to say, so he nodded.
Taoist Heitian's face was filled with a happy expression of "It's done" and he patted Lu Ran on the shoulder.
"From now on, teach in our environment and work hard!"
With one word, all the passion that Lu Ran was preparing to draw his sword was suppressed again.
Then he rolled back, a black light flashed, and he rejoined the original battle group.
Lu Ran's eyes followed the black light, and he realized that the entire throne area had long been shrouded in black light from Taoist Heitian.
The black light gathered the smoke and seemed to become entities, and these entities could block the endless paper flowers from the black light.
"The second person in the Huanjiao", in the immortal world where strength must speak for itself everywhere, it will never be just a name in vain.
Therefore, the situation for the immortals is indeed better than expected, but in essence, it is still a big bad situation.
Although on the right side of the throne, Yan Heyi, the father-in-law company whom Lu Ran was not familiar with, clearly had the upper hand in the fight with the Insightful Heavenly Lord.
The Emperor of Insight may have lost his treasure and was beginning to feel overwhelmed by the attacks from the ten elephants, or he was tired of running for his life.
Lu Ran knew that this Tianjun was good at calculations, and perhaps running away was his best and most cost-effective option at this stage.
Because the key to the whole scene is not here, but in the center.
On that throne.
Lu Ran gritted his teeth and finally turned his gaze to the center.
Seven against two.
There were seven immortals, Huaihuang, Liu Ping'er, Luo Bai, Lingtu, and three more. Lu Ran didn't know their names.
The seven immortals used all their magical powers to attack the person on the throne.
Two ring sect immortals.
The Nine-Band Tianjun stood in front of the masked boy and drew a heart-shaped bubble that was not too big or too small, just enough to protect the two of them.
The Treasure of the Nine-Sleeve Heavenly Lord, also known as the Treasure of the Heavenly Lord, was originally the most fragile thing in the world, but she refined it into the strongest armor in the world.
The fantasy world is like a bubble, and the floating life is like a blur.
Jiu Bian Tianjun used the emptiness to hide the reality of the two people completely and completely.
The young man behind him sat high on the table from beginning to end and never moved an inch.
The luminous mask on his face, ever since Huaihuang took action, began to sink into the depths of night, the darkness of death, and the void.
It wasn't until he saw Lu Ran that he shook his head. The young man's clear voice came through from behind the mask.
"Just waiting for you."
Ma Xiaoyan said.
