Random teleportation......

If I go into the turbulence of space, or spread to the thunder heap outside, or somewhere inside the death prohibition, then wouldn't I be cool?

Chen Jingle just wanted to scold, but the object in front of him was already flickering.

"It's okay, it's not a space turbulence. After making sure that the surroundings were safe, Chen Jingle gasped.

Hey, where is this?

Chen Jingle raised his head and looked around suspiciously, feeling that this place was not simple.

"It should still be in Heavenly Court, right?" The architectural style in front of me is similar to other buildings in Heavenly Court, although it is not that kind of landmark building, but it can be regarded as atmospheric.

Where is this?

Chen Jingle looked up at the series of mysterious characters above the door, and was stunned.

"Nine Heavens Ying Yuan Thunder Puhua Tianzun Mansion?"

He didn't know the words on it, but Shen Nian told him that it meant it.

Nine Heavens Ying Yuan Thunder Puhua Tianzun, isn't that Wen Zhongwen Taishi?!

Chen Jingle's eyes widened, I'll go, the system you teleported me to Wen Zhong's Immortal Mansion?

What surprised Chen Jingle was that for some reason, this Puhua Tianzun's Immortal Mansion didn't seem to have been affected much in that war, and it was generally well preserved.

Looking at the transparent defensive formation ban behind him, he seemed to be directly teleported into the ban by the system.

It's okay, it saves a lot of effort.

Chen Jingle scratched his head and looked at the door in front of him, a little moved.

This Lei Zun is the head of the Eight Heavenly Court Righteous God Thunder Sect of the Eight Classics, with a high status, a large number of subordinates, and before he was on the god list, he was also the best of the three generations of disciples of the Interception Sect, and he studied under the Holy Mother of Jinling, and the main force of the Yin Shang side in the first battle of the gods. If there are thirty or fifty top-level immortal artifacts in the house, won't you have to work hard for the rest of your life and the next?

It's a little exciting to think about.

Chen Jingle took a deep breath and cautiously stepped forward to push the door.

Unexpectedly, the door was easily pushed open, but Chen Jingle didn't have time to be happy, when he saw the thing behind the door, his smile suddenly froze on his face, his legs were weak, and he almost couldn't help but turn around and run.

It was an inhuman creature taller than others, with a lion head and antlers, tiger eyes, elk body and dragon scales and oxtail, which was clearly the legendary Rui Beast Qilin!

As for the realm, Chen Jingle didn't see it, at least it was more unfathomable than the Dan Tong and the illusion demons he had encountered before, and just standing in front of it, he felt overwhelmed.

It's just that this unicorn is all black.

Oh, I remember, it's Wen Zhong's ink unicorn mount!

It's still alive?!

Just when Chen Jingle was thinking wildly and was about to run away, the Mo Qilin in front of him suddenly spoke: "You are the person who Lord Tianzun said is destined?" The voice was loud, no different from the human voice.

Destined for someone?

What is destined?

Chen Jingle's brain was spinning wildly, he didn't care about anything else, there was only one way to go if he didn't want to die at the moment, he immediately puffed up his chest, his face was not red and his heart was not beating: "That's right, it's me!"

Mo Qilin was suspicious, and snorted: "Since that's the case, then you can go in." ”

Get in?

Where to get in?

Chen Jingle glared and looked at the cave behind Mo Qilin, but its huge body blocked the door, and even if he wanted to, he couldn't help it.

"Huh?" Chen Jingle suddenly felt something, and when he looked back, he saw that the space behind him had cracked a big black hole at some point, like an endless black hole abyss.

Chen Jingle was so frightened that he took half a step back, but before he could react, suddenly a huge force came from behind, slapping him towards the black hole, and he was slapped into the black hole before he could scream "ah".

Looking at the black hole that was getting closer and closer, Chen Jingle suddenly felt desperate, and couldn't help but close his eyes, it's over, it seems that this time it will be swallowed by the spatial turbulence.

It turned out to be a while, hey, why didn't I get torn apart?

Chen Jingle opened his eyes, and in the next second, he made real contact with the ground, but fortunately his skin was rough and his flesh was not tight, so he quickly got up.

"This is a secret realm trial specially prepared by Lord Tianzun for those who are destined, and only those who pass the test can obtain the inheritance left by Lord Tianzun. Mo Qilin's voice came from above his head.

Chen Jingle looked confused, damn me, trial?!

He just noticed what was going on the field.

I saw a god wearing gold armor, holding a short axe, surrounded by flames, standing opposite, and said to Chen Jingle: "I am the marshal of the Lei Department......

Chen Jingle was still waiting for him to introduce him, but before the other party finished speaking, he directly waved the axe, and a firelight divine thunder suddenly slashed down from the top of his head, and it came in an instant, hitting him in the head, instantly burning all the hair and clothes all over his body.

Only then did the other party speak leisurely: "...... Deng Zhong!"

The corners of Chen Jingle's mouth twitched: "......"

I'll go, why don't you follow the routine?

Can you introduce yourself before you do it!

However, Chen Jingle also found that in this secret realm, the god in front of him was just a trace of divine thought, not a real person. And although Shenlei is strong, fortunately, his eight or nine Xuangong can barely bear it.

I didn't have time to think about it, and another firelight divine thunder fell.

Chen Jingle dodged with all his might, but no matter how he dodged, there would always be one or two divine thunderbolts falling on his body, which made him paralyzed and convulsed.

Eight or nine Xuangong ran wildly, and the Dao Dao Divine Thunder slashed at him, making him grin in pain, and unconsciously, his physical strength was also increasing little by little.

In fact, when ordinary monks advance to the Yuan Infant Stage, they will attract the Thirty-Nine Little Heavenly Tribulations, and only by bearing the Heavenly Tribulation can they be truly promoted. And the intensity of the thunder that Chen Jingle is facing now is no less than that of the Thirty-Nine Little Heavenly Tribulation, and the number is still several times.

Fortunately, the other party was just a trace of divine thought, and Chen Jingle struggled to scatter the opponent with one blow while bearing the attack of the divine thunder. But before he had time to rest, the scenery in front of him flickered, and another golden-armored god appeared.

Chen Jingle's face changed.

The golden armor god on the opposite side spoke majestically: "I am Tian Hua, the marshal of the Thunder Department!"

Chen Jingle wanted to vomit blood, but he had to bite the bullet.

……

"I am Marshal Liu of the Lei Department!"

"I am Marshal Xin Xing of the Thunder Department!"

"I'm Marshal Pang Qiao of the Thunder Division!"

……

After the five generalissimos, there are twenty-four heavenly kings and thirty-six thunder dukes.

Unlike the previous five generalissimos who fought alone, these days, Jun Lei Gong often appears in the form of a duo or a trio, Chen Jingle almost collapsed several times, almost gritting his teeth and holding on.

All the gods of the Thunder Department were dispatched, and ten thousand thunders were added, and the divine thunder and heavenly fire quenched the body, making Chen Jingle painful and happy.

……

Just when Chen Jingle was devastated in the secret realm, in the peach orchard not far from Yaochi Palace, in a dilapidated pavilion, the skeleton was lying on the beauty that was missing half of the side, crossing Erlang's legs, hanging Erlang.

The peach orchard is still the peach orchard, but unfortunately there are no peach trees in it, and it is barren.

A thin old man with a white beard walked into the pavilion, stood in front of the skeleton, and stroked his beard: "Do you really plan to let it go like this?"