Haotian God and the ancient gods create a real holy land.
Now this so-called holy land has become an evil land.
Just having the power of the original holy land can make people carefree.
However, it was transformed into, unconsciously, absorbing the power of living creatures.
"Above, there should be the answer we want."
Jiang Changkong climbed up with them on his back again.
The higher up, the stronger the power of the divine sword, and the more serious Jiang Changkong''s injury.
Fortunately, the chaotic Tao body the day after tomorrow can hold up.
Climbing up the eighth floor, there are still many murals and Xianwen.
Jiang Changkong went back and forth, brought them up and checked them together.
"These murals and immortal texts have not been erased."
Liu Qingxuan looked serious: "the original Haotian God, the ancient immortal God, built here and used the way of heaven."
"The way of heaven? No wonder it can affect us." Ji Yunxiao also looked at Xianwen: "we can''t resist the power of the way of heaven."
"Now this force is still there, and the power of heaven here has not dissipated."
Miaoyun fan looked dignified.
Jiang Changkong frowned: "but the way of heaven has not fully recovered. At that time, the holy land should have lost its strength.
Is it the recovery of Tianting Tiandao that has affected here? "
"At the beginning, heaven didn''t manage here. This is really a real holy land, and it doesn''t need heaven''s management.
However, the way of heaven still affects here with its own power. "
Liu Qingxuan continued to look, his eyes suddenly shrunk: "no, there is a fragment of heaven hidden here."
"Fragments of heaven?"
Jiang Changkong and two Penglai fairy kings looked at the past together.
In the mural, Haotian God buried a piece of heaven under the temple of heaven.
"There are fragments of heaven that affect here all the time.
Even if the way of heaven collapses and does not recover, it can also affect people. "
Liu Qingxuan said in a deep voice.
Jiang Changkong''s face changed slightly: "the way of heaven is so powerful? Can it affect people without recovery?"
"Of course, those fairy palaces and shrines in Tianting were not built by the emperor of heaven, but manifested by heaven.
Even if the day has fallen asleep, the power that escapes unconsciously is still terrible. "
Misty cloud fan Dao.
Jiang Changkong was shocked. It''s right to think about it. God, it never really disappeared!
"It makes sense. Under the influence of the power of heaven, the man who transformed here can''t erase this information." Liu Qingxuan said.
Jiang Changkong pondered: "can we transform here, but can''t erase the murals?"
"People who transform should adapt to the transformation here and understand the sky.
But these palaces are basically built by Haotian God and ancient immortal gods. "
Ji Yunxiao analyzed.
Jiang Changkong understood that those who transform can only adapt to heaven''s transformation, but can not destroy Haotian''s means.
Unless the power of heaven is willing, or the power of the other party surpasses Haotian God and them.
The means left by the immortals should not be strong before they change the plants outside.
The Tiandao temple, because of the power of Tiandao, can only be transformed if the other party understands heaven.
"It''s surprising that someone is so familiar with the power of heaven."
After reading all the information, Jiang Changkong looked dignified.
The way of heaven has been sleeping for a long time and has only recovered recently.
And they''ve been here for 900 years.
Here, long ago, was transformed.
"Go up to the ninth floor." Jiang Changkong stood up and climbed the ninth floor again with Liu Qingxuan.
The ninth floor is a large platform with dazzling light outside and high sun.
fairyland!
Jiang Changkong quickly accelerated to the ninth floor.
Buzzing
The scorching sun suddenly vibrated, turned into a divine light, and fell.
"Is there another person who can''t wait to become a fairy pill with perfect merit and virtue?"
The cold words sounded, the dazzling light contracted, the light was dim, and a huge space appeared.
The fallen divine light dissipated as soon as it came into contact with the climbing divine sword.
"Don''t worry, when they come up, they will naturally jump into the alchemy furnace." an old voice sounded.
Bang
Jiang Changkong, with Liu Qingxuan, fell into the ninth floor space.
It''s not the fairyland at all. There is a shadow hidden in the hot sun.
Ten immortals, wearing gold armor and holding long guns, stared at them coldly.
An old man sat in front of the alchemy stove, shaking his fan and raising the fire.
"Your holy land is there. Go quickly."
A Jinjia immortal pointed to the alchemy furnace.
"It''s actually one on my back. The transformation of the holy land is really powerful and so selfless." a fairy tut sighed.
"Are you finished?"
Cold words sounded, Liu Qingxuan slowly got up, the green light shone, and countless branches spread out: "a group of evil obstacles, how dare you calculate the king!"
"Hold on, I''ll go down and bring them up." Jiang Changkong held the sword directly and climbed down quickly regardless of the pain.
"You''re not affected?"
"Fairy King peak?"
The faces of the ten immortals changed greatly. The sitting old man also stood up and looked at Liu Qingxuan in shock.
tumble
The high sun vibrated, and the shadow hidden in it trembled violently.
"You demons, you can wait to die!"
His heart was shocked and angry. He looked at the alchemy furnace and drew a branch directly.
Liu Qingxuan has not lost his mind. These people must be sinful and should be left to Jiang Changkong.
Boom
A violent force shook, and the old man''s sword light shook back the branches, sending out a terrible smell all over him.
"Fairy King peak?" Liu Qingxuan''s face changed slightly. He didn''t see that the old man was also a fairy King peak.
"Hey, I thought it would be easy this time to have another fairy king gold pill.
Unexpectedly, I have to do it myself. "
The old face showed a trace of coldness, and the killing intention swept through, and the fairy King''s law suppressed the void.
tumble
The high sun shook, and the figure became clearer and clearer, shining in all directions.
Liu Qingxuan''s face was frozen, and the shadow in the scorching sun was no weaker than him.
Two fairy kings!
Ten immortals retreat. They can''t participate in the battle at the summit of the fairy king.
tumble
The law of confrontation, green light, golden sword, two forces, surging in the ninth floor space.
Climbing the passage has an invisible influence on the way of heaven. Let their strength be amazing. The afterwaves dissipate as soon as they touch.
Liu Qingxuan''s body changed, his roots were numerous, his trunk was open to the sky, his wickers fell, and his sword awn was smashed.
"It turned out to be a willow fairy king. It''s good. It''s just used to refine utensils."
The old man sneered, and his killing intention became stronger and stronger. The divine sword in his hand bloomed Wang daoxianwei.
The divine sword breaks through the air, and the sword light is overwhelming, just like an endless river of swords.
The willow sways, the branches tear the void, and the leaves shake like sleeves, which contains great power.
The overwhelming Jianhe river suddenly dissipated among the leaves.
"Heaven and earth in the sleeve?"
The old man''s face suddenly changed.
"I have eyesight. Give it back to you."
With a sneer, the branches shook, and the overwhelming Jianhe river appeared again, but the goal this time was the old man.
"Come out, this is the disciple of Zhenyuan Xianzong. It''s a little difficult." the old man looked gloomy and shouted.
Buzzing
In the scorching sun, the gradually clear figure stepped out directly at the moment, with long red hair and red clothes.