590. Thousands of steps ascend to the throne of the emperor, cover the sea and move the mountain palace

Author: No Nights in the prosperous Tang Dynasty

590. Thousands of steps ascend to the throne of the emperor, cover the sea and move the mountain palace

Di Ge saw the changes in her eyes, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, and the pupils in her silver eyes were deep, like the sea of ​​stars in the Milky Way.

She sat on the dark throne, and she was wanton but indescribable noble and arrogant overflowing from her body.

"Come up and take over the inheritance of orphans."

A thousand-stage long ladder is right in front of you.

The clouds on the top of the hall are flying, and the dew is uncovered. The sun shines on the dark throne, which makes the Emperor Song look even more magical.

Pei Xihe couldn't help but feel rushing. After she entered the Holy Demon Realm, she fought several times in blood, and life and death were in a flash, and she was waiting for this moment.

She had no hesitation and hesitated. She took a step forward and stepped onto the long steps. Suddenly, a powerful force was pressing towards her body, like a big mountain.

Pei Xihe was covered with divine blood. The Supreme Demon God had never feared any pressure and shocked, but at this moment he had no reaction and made her look pale.

But her body did not tremble at all, and her feet fell steadily on it.

This thousand-stage long ladder is not only mysterious, with strands of white mist rising out of the ladder, like a floating fairyland, and it is about to sink into the illusion.

But if Pei Xihe kills the three corpses, he will not destroy the heart of Tao. The sky will overcome the psychedelics and will not stop at all.

Every time she took a step, the weight of her body increased sharply, and her body was pale and sweat oozed out of her forehead, densely packed, covering her.

Pei Xihe walked on the steps, sweating and trembling, and his eyebrows were as tough as a mountain.

Emperor Song sat on the throne with his lips slightly curled, and his silver eyes were as bright as stars.

And the more you step on, the more wonderful the changes are. When Pei Xihe steps, there is another mist of white mist floating in front of him.

It was like the initial chaos, and a life spirit was suddenly conceived. At that moment, the spiritual qi of heaven and earth rotated with it, and stars suddenly appeared in the sky, but it was not as dazzling as the silver eye.

That is the original Emperor Song. Even though she is born with a true demon and a natural creature, she is only in the golden elixir cultivation, which is not worth mentioning in the eyes of the powerful immortals and demons in the sky.

At that time, no existence could have imagined that she held a Lingtian gun and stepped on the sea of ​​corpses and blood step by step. She encountered invincible things, and the world bowed her head and lowered her eyebrows.

The chaos, the situation where all the real demons in the world were divided, was eventually ended at the tip of the gun by her iron blood.

Pei Xihe suddenly saw a figure walking on this long ladder of thousands of steps. The girl's figure went from tender to upright, and it was irresistible to wind and rain.

She put on her imperial robes and finally arrived at the dark throne.

All the scenes collapsed in front of her eyes. Pei Xihe had already reached the last step. Her clothes were wet with blood and sweat. She was extremely embarrassed. Her back, which had never been bent, overlapped with the illusion of looking down on her body.

Emperor Ge had already stood up from the throne, with joy in his eyes.

The originally solid body suddenly changed into some empty light and shadow.

"Sit up, and from then on, you will be the inheritor of the orphan."

Pei Xihe sat on the dark throne, and a dark cold suddenly rose from it, but at the same time, the warmth of the rising sun was heard.

The mana power in her body was fluctuating, and the throne under her was trembling.

I observed a moment of silence to the old master and praised the new master.

Pei Xihe finally sat here. Her body was wrapped in the light and shadow transformed by the Emperor Song. The coldness and rebelliousness faded away in the voice, and there was more expectation and determination.

"From now on, you will be invincible in the world and be worthy of your reputation as a lone!"

Pei Xihe was not nervous, and all the excitement and excitement dissipated. At this moment, he felt like a quiet lake.

"I should be invincible in the world and never lose my ambition."

The light shines, the throne is dark, and the woman sits upright on it, her ink-gold pupils flashing with unparalleled sharpness.

...

Holy Demon Realm.

Many creatures who were still in the trial and fighting all felt the tremor of the world in this world.

They looked at the sky in surprise. The Holy Demon Palace was like a dark red sun, and infinite rules and runes emerged from it. Not a few cultivators were driven out of it, and they could only transform into a hurry in a hurry.

Wire light and shadow escape, away from this mutated palace.

They were shocked and angry, and their faces were filled with incredible expressions.

Most of the practitioners who can enter the hall are from the upper immortal world and have their own unique insights. How can we guess what caused the changes in the Holy Demon Palace and the Holy Demon World?

Looking back over the past hundreds of thousands or even millions of years, many geniuses gathered here, and even if they cannot obtain the true inheritance, they will still gain some sporadic gains.

Those who have grown up smoothly are now all the gods who are giants.

But no one has really touched on the true inheritance. Now some cultivators have truly won the treasure!

Who is it?!

All the practitioners in this world have such confusion and questioning in their hearts. Even if they have reached the extreme of unwillingness, they cannot give it to them.

I could only hear a magnificent sound from the heaven and earth in this world, falling into my ears, like a roar of thunder.

"The Holy Demon Emperor Palace has chosen its master, and since then there will be no Holy Demon Order, and all the cultivators will leave."

Before they could resist, their bodies were wrapped in great power, and from then on they were driven out of life and returned to their original belongings.

Yin Zhisheng was also a member of the Holy Demon Palace. Her eyes blinked slightly, but suddenly remembered the appearance of a female cultivator in her heart.

Could this inheritor of the Holy Demon be her?

She thought this idea was a bit ridiculous, but she felt that it was a little possible.

The complex thoughts fluctuated in her heart, and finally turned into a smile on the corner of her lips. Her figure was taken away from this world by the magical power and returned to the Supreme Immortal.

Yin Zhisheng was not jealous, but instead had more expectations. How strong will she be when she meets next time? Maybe she can really fight happily.

...

Tianxu Shenzhou.

Above the sky, there are several figures stomping in the air, with a breath like a sea, and you cannot easily peek at it, and your face is solemn.

Wuyazi took half a step and his face was solemn.

"Everyone, let's do it."

As soon as he finished speaking, all the Mahayana practitioners nodded and agreed.

Zhao Hanfeng was also among them. He nodded, but suddenly felt some fluctuations. He could see the jade plaque symbolizing the life of his disciples brightly, and he couldn't help but feel extremely happy.

A few days ago, the jade tablet was dull and even cracks appeared. It was obvious that Pei Xihe had a life-and-death crisis in the Holy Demon Realm. Fortunately, it turned stable afterwards.

Now that the glory is shining, I naturally have a great opportunity.

Very good! But Zhao Hanfeng quickly calmed down his joy and returned to this place.

The layout of this great formation of gods is not careless.

Now, with the two formation masters Bai Yuan and Shangxian Tianhu as the core, with the help of the nine Mahayana powers here, mobilize the earth veins of Shenzhou, change the mountains and seas, and use the arrangements that have been made by major sects as nodes.

Only then can a large formation protecting this small world!

Although the handsome young man's cultivation level was only in the late stage, he was treated by the Mahayana master beside him.

Bai Yuan took action at the same time, and the formation pattern jumped out of the hands of the two people flying and sealed. The spiritual objects that had been prepared were wrapped in different formation patterns and fell towards the nodes of various sects.

The nine Mahayana except the two of them jointly stimulated magic power and poured into the formation patterns. The formations were formed rapidly in the flowing form, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth was surging, and a trembling sound was heard.

In an instant, the mountains in China changed, waves grew in the endless sea, and the dark mountains in the depths moved upwards, layer by layer of tide, making people feel scared and frightened.

Helian Jiucheng is now suffering from the cross-stage God-setting formation. Even though everything has been arranged properly, the corners of his lips are bleeding. Bai Yuan is not feeling well. His snow-white hair and beard are originally dizzy with a little light, but now it looks dark and gray.

.

After half an hour, the pattern finally completely connected to the nodes above Shenzhou, calling the Nine Palaces and secretly combining with the Seven Stars, flowing smoothly, and its breath was magnificent, which made everyone happy.

Helian Jiucheng's body was shaking and stabilized in time, but he looked at one place in the air.

It is where the Jiule Mountain is located and the core of this Tianxu Shenzhou. Why is the power of the earth veins hidden there?

It seems extremely subtle and difficult to detect, like Bai Yuan, he did not find anything unusual.

But Helian Jiucheng was born in Tianhu, and his bloodline was pure and his formation talent was sufficient. He could be said to be a shocking ancient and modern times. Every trace of the formation he set up with his own hands was completely controlled by him.

He suddenly remembered the proverbs that Pei Xihe had obtained, and his face turned cold.

Kill Liu Qing’s words!
Chapter completed!