What does the appearance of Zhuxian Pavilion mean? Everyone outside the Immortal Pavilion and present knew this.
Only, someone climbed to the 80th floor. Only then will the Immortal Pavilions be completely revealed in the inner realm of Canghai. Regardless of whether it is outside or inside... everyone can see it.
When the Immortal Pavilions appear in the Immortal Courtyard. All the monks raised their heads together.
Some people were confused, while others were shocked.
Most of the monks who entered the inner realm this time did so for the first time. I don’t know what this hundred-story tower represents.
But the tower's fireworks are so majestic that you can tell they are extraordinary just by seeing them.
Being so close, everyone felt that the distance between themselves and the tower was no more than a touch of a hand.
Many people stretched out their hands, and their entire palms were instantly covered in the torrential fireworks, but they did not feel any burning.
These are all illusions, not reality. Like a mirage.
But people were still surprised as to what the sudden appearance of the Wanzhang Ruyun Pavilion was.
Only those second-step monks know what this means.
"On the 81st floor... the Immortal Pavilions have completely appeared in the inner realm. Who is he?"
Outside Zhuxian Pavilion, hundreds of people stood up with shock on their faces.
"Who has climbed to the eighty-first floor...it is obvious that there is no arrival of the powerful one in the realm of destruction."
Among hundreds of people, the only old man in the early stage of Nirvana was shocked.
He remembered all the monks who entered the Immortal Pavilion one by one. There is no entry into the realm of annihilation at all.
The whole sky. The great power of destruction cannot exceed the number of two hands.
If there is no realm of destruction, it means that myths will rise and someone will become the new immortal.
"Could it be...that person?"
The old man's first thought was to hunt down the two men in purple who were in the middle stage of Nirvana.
If two strong men in the middle stage of Nirvana can be made to flee, their strength will most likely reach the realm of annihilation.
But he didn't know that the person he was thinking about was only on the forty-third floor at the moment.
The man with a half-haunted mask stood on the steps, his eyes shining.
"The 81st floor... I feel the aura of that person here. This person is the person designated by Dao Ancestor. I didn't expect to meet him here."
The man in purple raised his head and looked at the top of the steps, which was already clear, with a smile in the corner of his mouth.
"It's a pity. The purpose this time is not him. Otherwise, I would like to compete with him. I want to know why Dao Ancestor values him so much." The man in purple lowered his head, retracted his gaze, and continued to climb up.
This time, the man in purple quickened his pace. Almost dozens of steps at a time. Climbing upwards at great speed.
On the sixtieth floor, a black cloth shoe stepped on this floor.
This is a man dressed in white, with black hair tied back.
Although the light is thick and superimposed on this body. But it still can't cover up this person's sharpness.
In the world, there are only four words of elegance and elegance. Only then can you call it that.
When he stepped onto this floor, more than a dozen figures followed him.
As soon as one of the figures appeared, three soft shouts were heard.
"Sister!"
These are the three female disciples of Guanghan Palace who stayed with Qingmu on the sixtieth floor.
They felt the familiar atmosphere through induction. After learning that the Ice Fairy had arrived, he immediately called out.
"Water is soft, water is rippled, water is dropped." The Ice Fairy heard these three calls and took a step forward.
At the same time, there was another soft cry. Beside the Ice Fairy.
"Xiao Qing?"
The person who spoke was naturally Xiao Yan. He also felt Aoki's aura.
"Bah! I said Xiao Xiaozi. Did you also call me Xiaoqing?" Qingmu suddenly became unhappy when he heard this.
Qingmu was not surprised at all by Xiao Yan's arrival. Because he already has a quota of talismans in the inner realm, it would be a surprise if Yao Shuang and Zhen Buer arrived.
Xiao Yan smiled and said: "If you don't scream, don't scream. How did you get here? Did you sneak attack and assassinate other monks while outside? Seize the command talisman? You shouldn't, shouldn't. With your strength, how can you fight? Better than other monks?"
Xiao Yan was also surprised by Qingmu's presence. After all, he was the only one present who knew that Aoki was originally just a casual cultivator, and even after following his master, he never got a quota in the inner realm.
"I still want to piss you off! I have a hundred-foot saury in my hand, but it's very powerful. Believe it or not, let's have a fight? I'll beat you to pieces. From now on, you will only have heaven and no earth?" Aoki rolled his eyes. Pull the sleeve. Suddenly he thought of something and spoke again.
"I have a very kind heart, how could I do such a sneaky thing? There is no need to think about it. No wonder the master-like think tank is not you, but me."
Aoki chuckled. If his whole body wasn't shrouded in light, people would be able to see his dejected look at a glance.
"Are you the only one who is a wise man?" Xiao Yan smiled and said, "How can you, a casual cultivator, compare with me, who comes from an orthodox background?"
Just as Aoki was about to speak, suddenly, the entire floor was shaken again, and the fireworks covering the wall surged again, several times more intense than before.
"The eighty-second floor...someone climbed to the eighty-second floor."
"No, the fireworks are still rising. This is a tendency to rise straight to the eighty-third floor. Could it be the Wuya Taoist that the elders of the sect said?" Xiao Yan frowned and said.
Wuya Dao Zun is just the peak of Nirvana. But its strength can compete with the realm of destruction.
In Cang Yun Tian, Wuya and Lingbao are the two most powerful Taoists in the realm of destruction. But the former relies on real strength, rather than borrowing various magical tools like Lingbao Taoist Master.
Once the Zhuxian Pavilion fireworks burn, everyone can sense the intensity of the ignition.
"The eighty-third floor... is on fire. It should be
. It is said that Taoist Wuya entered the Immortal Pavilion five times and returned without success five times for the sake of a magical power. This must be the sixth time. "Our Lady of Haoguang spoke with some emotion in her tone. She admired this Taoist Wuhai from the bottom of her heart.
However, there was a sneer.
When everyone heard the ridicule, they turned their heads again. His eyebrows were slightly furrowed under the light.
"I'm talking about Xiao Xiaozi, I said you were stupid, but you still didn't believe it. What kind of bullshit, Wuya Taoist, I have never heard of."
"Ignorant child! How can there be Taoist Wuya in the world? Taoist Wuya is the top power of Cangyuntian, how can you be blasphemous and disrespectful?" Our Lady of Haoguang spoke, with a somewhat displeased and scolding tone in her tone.
Naturally, one must have the most basic respect for the strong. What's more, he is one of the two strongest people in the Cangyun Heaven and under the Destruction Realm?
Qingmu chuckled again and said: "Not everyone needs to know about this Taoist Wuya, even if he has no sky, no sea and no land. What does it have to do with me? I only know that the cause of the accident in this tower is definitely not It’s this person. It’s my master!”
"Master?" Xiao Yan shouted immediately after hearing this.
"You said the master is here?"
"You are from an orthodox background, look at your IQ!" Aoki laughed and said mockingly.
"I can appear here naturally because I am with the master, otherwise I would be able to come here?"
suddenly. The fireworks rose again and became several times more intense. Like the blazing sun, it is extremely dazzling.
"Eighty-fourth floor...eighty-fifth floor..."
Xiao Yan's heart was filled with excitement. Although he knew that his master was powerful, he had not personally witnessed his master's power. Today's climb to the eighty-fifth floor truly proves the word "powerful".
"The eighty-fifth floor...you said this is not Taoist Wuya. Who is it...and who is your master?" Our Lady of Haoguang was shaken in her heart. In the next moment, his expression changed again.
Not just him, but everyone. All the monks in Canghai Mirror were greatly moved.
"How is it possible! The eighty-sixth floor...the eighty-seventh floor...the eighty-ninth floor..."
"Ninetieth floor!"
The world was shaken and everyone was in an uproar. Since the birth of Ancient Immortal Court, some people have actually climbed to the ninetieth floor.
This is the first time in ancient times that someone has climbed to the 90th floor.
"Master..." Xiao Yan breathed rapidly and was too excited to speak.
"That person? Interesting." The man in white suddenly chuckled and then took a step forward. The figure immediately disappeared from everyone's sight.
Only one sentence is left.
"Then let me meet that person for a while."
Almost instantly, this line of white clothes was on the sixty-first floor. Then go up layer by layer in a few steps.
After the sixty-seventh floor, the white clothes stopped standing. A soft eh.
"Xiaoyi?"
Hearing this soft call, Chu Yi's face suddenly became overjoyed. Said: "Master!"
Bai Yi nodded and said: "I didn't expect you to be here. Please wait here for a while and I'll be back soon."
As soon as he finished speaking, the figure disappeared in this pavilion again, and then attracted the exclamations and expressions of the monks from layer to layer.
.......
Here, all ghosts cry. Naihe Bridge in the Yellow Spring.
This is still in the mirror.
There was a group of monks walking on the long bridge, crying in front of Li Gui, but the monks were unmoved.
Around them, yellow paper kept falling like rain.
An old man wearing Chinese artifacts walked in the front, followed by a middle-aged man in a nine-flame red robe on the left, and a sword cultivator in gray on the right.
These are the ancestors of the Ancient Immortal Sect, Yan Zun, and the Tianlin Xu family's ancestor, Wenzhen Taoist. As for the gorgeous old man, it is Lingbao Taoist.
At this moment, they all stopped and looked up.
The tall tower, the fireworks and the ninety are clearly reflected in the pupils of the eyes.
All of them had serious expressions and dark faces.
"The ninetieth floor... Even I have not been able to reach it so far. This is no longer a place for the realm of destruction... Who is it?" Yan Zun frowned and spoke, fear clear in his eyes.
"The person who climbed to the 90th is more powerful than us. If something unexpected happens, it will definitely appear in this person. It can't be delayed. We need to hurry up. We can't delay it again and again."
"You mean...here?"
"Although the crisis is getting worse here, we can no longer delay it. Once that strong man arrives, I am afraid that our plan will be in vain." Yan Zun sighed again and said.
Taoist Wen Zhen pondered for a moment, then looked at Taoist Lingbao and said, "Fellow Taoist Lingbao, what do you think?"
Although Lingbao Dao Zun is only at the peak of Nirvana. Based on his own strength alone, he is far from being an immortal opponent to the two of them. However, Lingbao Dao Zun's divine objects emerge one after another, and they are not weak at all in the realm of destruction.
What's more, the key this time still lies with Taoist Master Lingbao. Naturally, I wanted to ask for his opinion.
Taoist Master Lingbao frowned again and again. Finally gritted his teeth and made a decision. He said: "The worst thing I can do is spend all my wealth in a moment to win a fortune! This is my chance to die. But you two must abide by your promise and help me withstand a murderous disaster in the future."
Master Yan and Master Wenzhen looked at each other and smiled, saying, "That's natural."
...
In an ancient tomb, the light has nowhere to escape, and it is completely dark.
There was a young man in Tsing Yi standing on the wall. His body was shaken and he was almost crazy.
"Yes...I, Li Shanling, guessed correctly. It is indeed him...it is him..."
This is Li Shanling, whose body finally condensed under the wall of Canghai Jingxin. No longer a divine soul.
The ten thousand-foot-tall tower appeared beside him, but he turned a blind eye.
His eyes were always looking forward.
There was nothing ahead, only mist rolling in. But Li Shanling seemed to have seen a scene that shocked his heart.
That scene made him almost crazy, his heart was broken and he died.
.......
On the ninetieth floor of the Immortal Pavilion, the demonic clone stepped forward with urgent steps. It’s almost five steps at a time.
"It's weird. Master Jian, my power is obviously no longer able to overcome the pressure after the eighty-fifth level. Why are you still so lighthearted?"
The sword spirit spoke all the way, but the demonic clone didn't pay any attention to it.
Because his steps are closely following a bright sun.
After he logged into the eighty-fifth floor, a ball of light that had the same origin as the mask of destiny suddenly came out.
No need to guess, it is destiny. That is the most powerful magical power in all the worlds.
But as soon as this group of light appeared, it instantly entered the layer above.
The sword master's power could not dispel the pressure behind the eighty-fifth level, and the demonic clone could not go any further.
But in desperation, the demonic clone followed. How can we miss what we see with our eyes?
At this step, the radiance piles up layer upon layer, almost substantively. But the demonic clone discovered that this brilliance was still like a light feather to him.
He didn't have time to wonder about this and followed step by step. After entering the ninetieth floor, the world shook again, the light dissipated, and was replaced by five-color flowing light.
When he entered the ninety-fifth floor, he was already in seven colors.
"My God, the ninety-fifth floor! This is already the peak of the Sky Realm... Back then, the only people in the Ancient Immortal Court who could enter this level were the Immortal Kings who guarded the five heavenly gates." Master Jian yelled.
"Probably, it's because of the Great Beginning Stone." The demonic clone was silent for a moment while walking, and then replied.
Only this explanation can explain why he was able to reach the ninety-fifth floor.
After reaching the ninetieth level, the magical power is the most powerful in the world. Each one of them can make all the monks in the world fight to the death.
But the demonic clone aims at which one has the strongest magical power.
The light group went up layer by layer, and the demonic clones chased it layer by layer, gradually going up the stairs.
At this moment, there was already a great uproar outside. Just because they saw the fireworks in Zhuxian Pavilion still rising layer by layer. In the end, it was wrapped up in everything.
"One hundred floors..."
"One hundred floors!"
The whole world was shaken, and there were sounds of heavy breathing and pounding hearts everywhere.
They couldn't believe this.
These one hundred levels...represent the birth of taboos.
At this moment, it was the second step and everyone was frightened. Whether it's Xuan Zhao or Xuan Nie. Or perhaps it was the Yan Zun, one of the few immortal beings, who all looked frightened.
The 100th floor of Zhuxian Pavilion is empty. Even the nine-color streamer on the ninety-ninth floor has dissipated here.
The brilliance of the demonic clone has faded, revealing black robes and white hair again. And that group of glow also stopped escaping.
"The strongest magical power..." The demonic clone's eyes flickered, and the brilliance was clearly reflected in his pupils.
How can you not be excited when facing this thing? He stepped forward step by step and stretched out his hand.
Today, the most powerful supernatural power in all the worlds, which has been sealed for ages, will finally reappear in the human world.
His hand was only an inch away from that ball of light, and if he moved further, he would snatch it into his bag.
However, in the next moment. The demonic clone's fingers trembled violently, and a breeze passed behind him. An extremely white jade hand reached out to pick it up.
The demonic clone's expression suddenly changed. He did not expect that there would be other monks in this hundred-level land.
He quickly turned around and stretched out his hand to block. However, in the next moment, his body was shaken violently and stopped motionless.
Because he saw a face.
And that face was also looking at him at this moment.
There is something amazing in this world. Only between looking back and looking at each other.
With a glance, it turned into a stunning sight.
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