Chapter 1167: The Change of the Hanging Island (3 more)

Jin Jian Feng did not belong to the small world of the Eternal Immortal Palace, so if Zhou Tian wanted to easily obtain the Qi of the Golden Origin, he could only restrain the powerful suppression of Jin Jian Feng and climb to the top to get it.

When collecting the three origin qis, Zhou Tian naturally took away the treasures left by Cang Shi and the three of them on the Wusheng Bridge. Although these treasures are insignificant to him who has the resources of the Eternal Immortal Palace, no matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat, and Zhou Tian will not let it go.

"It's time for us to withdraw." Zhou Tian suddenly appeared on the square of the Yongxian Palace and said to everyone.

"yes, it's time to withdraw." Zi Ruoyan and Xuanyuan Aolong glanced around, and they were quite emotional.

Before the first arrival at Wusheng Bridge, there were nine of them, but now, there are only five people left, Yang Wushan, the Holy Son of Shangqing, Cangshi, the Holy Son of Kunlun, Yang Jing, the Holy Son of Sanqing, and the Demon Sect Demon Son Dongye Injury, and the four proud sons of heaven who have infinite scenery in the earth cultivation world and are worshiped and sought after by countless young monks, but they have stayed here forever and stayed on the Wusheng Bridge.

There is no life on the bridge, and I didn't expect it to come true to Cang Shi and others.

"Hum~"

I saw Zhou Tian pinching the magic trick in his hand and shrouded towards the Yongxian Palace, the heavens and the earth shook, and the Yongxian Hall continued to shrink in the shocked gaze of Zi Ruoyan and others, and then turned into a bright light that shot into Zhou Tian's dantian and disappeared.

And everyone's vision also changed in an instant, and it actually appeared directly on the hanging island.

"How is that possible, this ...... Isn't this a hanging island, and now it's an empty island? Xuanyuan Aolong couldn't help but be dumbfounded as he looked at the isolated island that had turned into bare.

The Hanging Island is still the Hanging Island, but all the monsters on the island have disappeared, all the flowers and trees have all withered and lost their vitality, and there is no aura on the island, it is completely a dead island.

"What's going on?"

"What happened?"

Fang Jue, Fang Lingxin, Jing Guipei and all the other monks who were trapped in the Bingmiao Sect or the Heavenly Ladder were all teleported to the Hanging Island, but seeing the desolate and dead silence of the Hanging Island, everyone felt incredible and unbelievable.

"True and false, false and true, everyone should think of it as a dream, and now that the dream has woken up, it is time for us to leave." A familiar voice came, and Fang Lingxin and the others looked back, their faces showing joy.

"Ah Tian, are you all right?" Fang Lingxin greeted him, and the worry in his eyes disappeared when Zhou Tian appeared.

Zhou Tian showed a bright smile: "I'm fine, I am relieved to see that everyone is fine." Saying that, his gaze swept over everyone's bodies one by one, especially Fang Lingxin, Man'er, Manhengsha and Jing Guifei, he stayed for a while, and said with relief: "It seems that everyone has gained something during this time, and their cultivation and strength have improved a lot, not bad." ”

Among the four people, Fang Lingxin has made the greatest progress, and has been promoted to the peak of the Xuan Realm, and the barbarian has also condensed the Void Pill and advanced to the False Dan Realm, and the Barbarian Sha and Jing Guifei are also both Fake Dan Realms, and they are only one step away from succeeding in the Xuan Realm.

Then came Zhu Xiyu, she also successfully stepped into the late stage of the Xuan Realm, the realm of the seventh layer of the Xuan Realm, and the realm was very stable. Fang Jue, Fang Lingshi and others have also greatly improved their cultivation, especially Fang Lingshi, who actually stepped into the realm of the Seven-Rank Grandmaster, Fang Jue also stepped into the Seven-Rank Sect as he wished, and the rest of the people have more or less improved a lot.

Man'er grinned and said: "Don't think that you will gain a lot by breaking through the ladder of heaven, we are also in the Bingmiao Sect, and we have also found the holy pool of the Bingmiao Sect, which is a holy pool that has gathered the sun, moon and stars, and the essence of heaven and earth energy for thousands of years, everyone cultivates in it, there is no bottleneck at all, and the cultivation is all crazy one by one......"

"Ah Tian, what's going on with this Hanging Island?" Fang Ling was pleased to see that the barbarian had the momentum of chattering and making long speeches, and hurriedly diverted the topic.

"yes, yes, what the hell is going on?" Compared to those experiences, the brute was more curious about the changes in the Hanging Island.

"I don't know, you ask me, who do I ask?" Zhou Tian shrugged his shoulders and smiled bitterly.

"Cut, Brother Zhou Tian, you must be lying, I don't believe you don't know, tell us quickly, I'm so curious!" The brute quit, grabbed his arm and shook it violently.

"Okay, don't make a fuss, I really don't know about this, I'll tell you when I figure it out." Zhou Tian couldn't laugh or cry.

He really didn't know very well, he only knew that there was some connection between the Hanging Island, the Bing Miao Sect and the Yongxian Palace, and they seemed to exist in a relationship of support, when he put away the Yongxian Palace, all the demon beasts and spiritual objects on the Hanging Island disappeared mysteriously, and the Bing Miao Sect suddenly hid as if it had completed its mission.

He was a little skeptical that it had something to do with the space above the second floor of the Eternal Immortal Palace. However, his current strength is not yet able to open the second layer of space, and it seems that if he wants to get the answer, he will not have an answer until he gathers the power of the infant yuan and opens the second layer of space.

However, everyone was quickly distracted by another phenomenon, as they soon discovered that all the monks who were still alive in the first place on the Hanging Island had been teleported here.

But how many were there at that time? How many are left now?

Except for the people of the Heavenly Alliance, who were slightly better, the major forces were all dyed by a sad mood.

"What about the people who went to the gate? Why haven't you seen any of them? I haven't even seen the ungood saint son of Shangqingmen, so it shouldn't have fallen in the ladder, right? ”

"Have you seen our devils? If anyone sees it, let me know! ”

"What about the Holy Son of my Sanqingmen? Who has seen the Son? ”

"Shi Shengzi, where are you?"

And this emotion spawned fear as the disciples of the Demon Sect, the Sanqing Sect, and the Kunlun Holy Land discovered their Demon Son, the Holy Son, who was missing.

A disciple of the Kunlun Holy Land strode towards Zi Ruoyan, his face was full of worry, he clasped his fists at Zi Ruoyan and saluted, and asked, "May I ask the Purple Fairy, do you know the whereabouts of the Holy Son of Cangshi in this Holy Land?" ”

"May I ask the Purple Fairy, do you know the whereabouts of my Sanqingmen Yang Jing Holy Son?"

"Dare to ask the Purple Fairy, can you know the whereabouts of my Demon Sect's injured devil?"

Before Zi Ruoyan could answer, a disciple from the Sanqing Sect and the Demon Sect each stepped forward, and their momentum was overwhelming, especially the disciple of the Demon Sect, who was like a monk in the Fake Dan Realm, not so much asking, but rather asking questions, and if they didn't agree with each other, they would have to fight.

"Humph!"

Zi Ruoyan was angry in her heart, and with a cold snort, the majestic momentum of the Dan Domain swept out, and the disciple of the Demon Sect only felt that his chest was as if he had been hit by a giant hammer, and with a bang, he fell out of a hundred zhang away, and the two disciples of Sanqingmen and Kunlun Holy Land were also pressed back by this momentum for more than a dozen steps, and only then did they stand firmly.

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