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The huge tower reaches the sky.

The mysterious yellow tower is covered with various textures, and the scenery of mountains, rivers and mountains, the shadow of the sun, the moon and the stars, contains indescribable Taoism.

Looking at it from a distance, an unspeakable touch has risen from my heart, like seeing a great road.

The breath of this step may not be comparable to the supreme treasure they have seen, but its Taoism is flourishing and full of vitality, which means that its master is still there.

This is incomparable to any supreme supreme treasure.

The treasure is like the Tao, where death exists, but there is no chance to move forward. This tower may not be comparable to the supreme treasure in this fashion, but the owner is still there, and it has unlimited possibilities.

"Xuanhuang Qi? Isn't this the mother of all things that only the Supreme can condense?"

Chu Yunyang's pupils shrank, and his heart trembled.

Heaven and earth Xuanhuang, the universe is prehistoric, Xuanhuang Qi is also called the Mother Qi of all things, according to legend, contains the origin of heaven and earth, and only the Supreme can absorb the condensed aura.

It is also the main material for refining the Supreme Supreme Treasure.

Except for the supreme, even the top seal king must hold the supreme supreme treasure to be able to absorb a small amount of this kind of breath from the world.

But at this time, he saw a Tongtian pagoda with a condensed Xuanhuang Mother Qi!

Rao is that the few people present are all knowledgeable, and their expressions can't help but change slightly, even if the Yuanyang King has set foot in the top kingship domain thousands of years ago, it is also driven by the golden bell of the beginning.

It is impossible for a thousand years to absorb so much Xuanhuang Mother Qi, let alone a thousand years, ten thousand years, or one hundred thousand years!

It's not a matter of time...

"Not at all."

Qu Yun moved his eyes: "There are other gods in it, but it's too much..."

For thousands of years, the Yuanyang King ‘borrowed’ the spiritual materials from many sect sacred sites in Dongzhou, but there is so much gold in this Xuanhuang Pagoda.

I'm afraid it has already surpassed the entire Dongzhou.

Unless he has the ability to create divine gold, or refining other spirit treasures into divine gold, how can he collect so much divine gold?

There was a shock in everyone's hearts, only the wind was violent. They walked in front of everyone, stepped out, and came to the tower of Tongtian.

Everyone looked at it.

Only then did I see that there was still a person sitting before stepping, and he was always there, but everyone was shocked by the Xuanhuang Tongtian Pagoda, and it was not bad for a while.

At this moment, it was a little calm, and I saw the old man lingering in the sunlight.

His beard and hair are all white, his figure is crooked and thin, his eyes closed and his face is full of gully, and his old look is not good.

But everyone looked forward to it, but they were all born.

This person is recognized by someone present.

"Ying San..."

Someone whispered, but it was Zhao Zhen who had caught a glimpse of Yingsan climbing to visit King Yuanyang thousands of years ago.

His heart was solemn, even a little weird.

Is Ying San, who was dying of life a thousand years ago, still alive? Even if he had ever taken the fruit of the longevity root, it would be a bit weird.

Life sometimes ends. Looking at his appearance, he is not like the legendary second life. How can life be extended for a thousand years at the end of life?

"San Ye, are you still alive?"

Seeing the old man, Feng Xinglie's complexion moved slightly, and he spoke, but he seemed to recognize Yingsan.

Yingsan sat in a seat like a mountain, slowly opened his eyes, slightly muddy eyes fell on Feng Xinglie's body: "Little friend Feng has made so much progress that the old man feels ashamed."

A thousand years ago, or even three thousand years ago, Yingsan, who was close to the threshold of the sky, naturally had eyesight that was rare in the world.

At a glance, the wind is in a strong state.

There is admiration and sadness in the heart.

"You are always born out of time. If you are born three thousand years later, you may have more achievements than me."

Feng Xing Lie sighed slightly.

Yingsan is undoubtedly a legendary figure of a generation. He had already approached the threshold of being a king three thousand years ago. If the world hadn't changed, I'm afraid he would have been a king.

"Time is also fate, nothing to say."

Ying San shook his head slightly, swept over the crowds who came slowly before stepping, and said, "I know that you are here. Although I am here to practice, I will not hinder you. The Tongtian Pagoda is behind you. You can be sure of it. "

"San Ye."

Zhao Zhen moved in his heart and said, "Is King Yuanyang on the top of the tower?"

"Maybe, maybe not."

Yingsan's eyes were deep, and there was a slight awe in it: "The king of Yuanyang has a dream of cultivating forever. He has slept for thousands of years. Although I have been here for many years, I don't know where he is."

"Big dreams, sleep for a thousand years?"

Everyone moved in their hearts: "What supernatural power is this?"

Practitioners don't need to sleep, and they don't think that King Yuanyang will really need to sleep, even if they are practicing great supernatural powers in their dreams.

It's just that this big dream is forever, what magical power is it?

Could it be possible to dream back to the Middle Ages, the ancient times?

"There may be an answer after entering the tower."

Ying San said, slowly closing his eyes, and then ignoring everyone's queries.

"This space..."

When everyone asked Yingsan, another young man stepped into the place, and his brows wrinkled slightly after sensing, "It seems that something is wrong..."

"Sage Son of Mingyue'Qi Suming', is he here too?"

Chu Yunyang looked back at the person coming, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

"Qi Suming" is a man with great talent and not very young age. It is said that the great elder of the Holy Land of the Moon and Moon, Qi Oracle, has felt the secret of heaven for many years and gave birth to Lin'er at the most appropriate time.

Of course, "Qi Suming" is only one of them. The elder Qi planted thousands of people at a time and gave birth to nearly 10,000 children at a time.

"Qi Suming" is the most talented among them. According to legend, he inherited the mantle of Mingyue Holy Land and was able to communicate with the most precious "Mingyue", and faintly was already the Holy Lord of Mingyue.

"What did Brother Qi find? But what's wrong here?"

Someone recognized ‘Qi Suming’, noticed something strange, and asked.

Qi Suming shook his head slightly: "Maybe I was wrong. I always feel that there is nothing staring at me in this space..."

"Ok?"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked, and then a strong will swelled, sweeping through the void, but nothing.

But no one would think that Qi Suming was making false statements. They all raised caution in their hearts. Someone asked Yingsan but didn't get a response.

"Xuanhuang Tongtian thirty-six, can you see you after crossing over..."

Feng Xing Lie whispered to himself, not even caring whether there was danger in the tower, and when many people were shaking their minds, one person stepped into the wide open gate.

Hum~

One step is different.

There seemed to be a bronze bell ringing directly in my heart, and the humming sound penetrated my heart, and in a trance, the wind seemed to feel the breath of the years.

Divine and mysterious.

For thousands of years, he had been used to tearing the void, but this feeling was completely different.

This is not a change of emptiness, he felt the strong breath of time, as if he had traveled through time and space.

"Huh~"

Feng Xinglie squeezed it easily, and pulled out a breath from the void, muttering: "This is the breath of ancient times..."

A thousand years of vicissitudes, let alone 30 million years?

From mythology to ancient times, from ancient times to modern times, the world has its unique brand and breath in the long years.

The strong can distinguish where everything comes from and what era it comes from from the breath.

Hum~

The hazy and distorted fog dissipated before my eyes.

Everything in the outside world was gradually reflected in the fierce wind-shaped eyes, and at a glance, his pupils couldn't help but shrink.

"This, this is Guanghai?!"

A voice full of shock and inconceivability sounded, and then Chu Yunyang's expression changed drastically, and his heart was shocked.

The scene in front of him made Chu Yunyang's heart shake, as if in a dream.

I saw a round of bright moon in the sky at night, and the smoke from the'Guanghai' was faintly below 180,000 miles, and the lights were bright and the divine light was shining.

Although it was night, it was more lively than day.

It is faintly visible that the boats are passing by, and there are monks sitting opposite each other, or they are arrogant, or they are sitting and talking.

This scene is familiar and strange.

Everyone who came in was also taken aback, only thinking that there was a domain gate behind this tower gate, and he and others traveled through the void to Zhongzhou.

But looking at it again, I found a clue.

The scenery remains the same, but the clothes of the people in it are different, with a strong ancient style, and even a medieval heritage.

The breath between heaven and earth is different.

This is clearly in the ancient times!

"This this......"

The crowd looked at each other, all in shock.

They are all achievements of Feng Hou, and there are masters like Feng Xing Lie who are infinitely approaching the realm of Feng Wang, no illusion can confuse them.

There are many of them who have used magical powers to break the barriers, but everything remains the same, as if it were true.

At this moment, everyone in UU reading www.uukanshu.com was silent and plunged into deathly silence.

Including gazing over the vast sea, the strong wind of the Overlord Palace, surrounded by clouds and mist.

"Guanglong supreme returns to the nine realms, takes another two steps, surpasses the sages, and sets the realm of spiritual practice. It is such a grand event that I will be able to participate in it, it is a great honor!"

"For millions of years since the Middle Ages, Guanglong Supreme became enlightened. I really don't know how amazing the Supreme is..."

"The supreme hasn't been out for ten thousand years. If I have the chance to meet, how good would it be?"

...

Feng Xinglie turned his ears slightly, and already heard the voice of conversation in the vast sea.

"Really ancient?"

Feng Xinglie whispered to himself, and then stepped out of Chu Yunyang's discolored eyes.

boom!

The stone broke through the sky, the air wave rushed into the sky, and the water of 180,000 miles wide and sea stood up, like thousands of water dragons leaping into the sky, roaring anger.

Suddenly, the world turned upside down.

In the vast sea, the tide was raging, and countless ships and palaces were submerged by water waves. I don't know how many people were embarrassed and roared into the air.

There are even more powerful people who are rushing into the sky, sending out supernatural powers, slashing towards the wind that is stepping into the air.

"Thousands of miles, Ding Yuan with a sword? Is that my ancestor?!"

Looking at the figure whose breath was seven points similar to himself, Zhao Zhen's heart was shocked, but he hadn't waited for him to turn his mind.

Just heard the sound of a knife tearing through the sky and exploded.

The purple thunder knife pierced the sky like lightning, casting endless purple light, like a galaxy's sword energy, and instantly drowned the incoming figures.

"The wind is strong!"

Rao knew that this was most likely not true, and Zhao Zhen was still furious. How could someone kill his ancestor in front of him?

He was about to soar into the sky with a long roar, but only heard a magnificent sound of heaven blast into the sky.

A big hand like a jade appeared from the sky, and it was filled with clouds and wind.

One pointer!