And just outside the tomb of the Immortal Emperor, on the sea of sand where there is no forest of steles, there is thunder rumbling, strong winds, and sand and stones in the sky, and countless clouds gather and rise. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Just under this yellow sand, in the midst of the loud noise, it flew out of a fairy palace and flew towards the sky above the stele forest in the sand sea.

Unknown gray clouds and mist blocked it layer by layer, and between the clouds and mountains and fog covers, the jade eaves and flying corners of the majestic fairy palace were faintly exposed.

Originally, the birth of the Immortal Emperor's tomb alarmed all forces, and at this time, as soon as the Immortal Palace came out, everyone was stunned and looked up in amazement.

"That's ......"

"Immortal Emperor's Tomb!"

"Heavenly Palace is born!"

“……”

At the same time, the news of the smoke of Asgard's current world spread out through the hands of spies from all sides.

All of a sudden, all forces came out in groups, just to compete for that opportunity.

And in the Lingshuang Pavilion thousands of miles away from Jiuhua Pavilion, the spy in a strong suit knelt on the ground with his head down.

"Pavilion Master, report from the front, the Immortal Emperor's Tomb in Jiuhua Pavilion has been born."

The Pavilion Master of Lingshuang Pavilion, who was wearing a golden mask and standing by the window, was silent, and only after a long time did he wave his hand to the spy who was kneeling on the ground.

Qing Yan has been standing there quietly without making a sound, outside the window is the heavy snow that does not melt all year round, and occasionally the cold wind blows, covering it with snow flakes.

The weather here is frozen in all seasons, and the weather is as cold as the blood swimming in your body, and because it is cold, it is especially greedy for warmth.

"Ah Jiu, what will you do......"

If even the incomparably distant Lingshuang Pavilion got the news, then the first to learn the news must be the Jiuhua Pavilion

In the Jiuhua Pavilion, the thin old ghost hurriedly came to report: "Qiqi Demon Lord, the tomb of the Immortal Emperor of the Sand Sea Stele Forest is here!" ”

The Demon Lord twisted the white jade lily of the valley in his hand and glanced at the thin old ghost under the seat.

"That's it?" The hoarse voice of the Demon Emperor came faintly.

The thin old ghost leaned down respectfully, "Not only that, this time the fairy palace was born, judging from the image from the Zhibao bird, there seems to be a figure shaking inside, and there is a fox-like demon beast among them, which is very similar to the lost spirit pet of the demon lord." ”

The jade-white and delicate lily of the valley is twisted into a transparent flower juice between the fingertips of the gloved fingers.

Although the Demon Lord's eyes became more and more gloomy, the smile on the corners of his lips deepened: "This is interesting......

And just when everyone wanted to enter this Immortal Emperor Tomb to find out, Yan Jiu had been wandering around this Immortal Emperor Tomb for a long time.

It is rumored that there is a fairy palace hidden in the tomb of the Immortal Emperor, and the golden light is rolling red as far as the eye can see.

There are a total of one hundred and eight halls in the number of heaven and earth, the golden nails are gathered in the jade household, the colorful phoenix dances the Zhumen, the corridor of the compound road, everywhere is exquisitely clear, each pillar is entangled with the golden scales and the red bearded dragon, several long bridges, the bridge is hovering with the colorful feather volley red-crowned phoenix.

Under the corridor, there are thousands of years of spiritual flowers, and the courtyard is planted with evergreen grass......

Do you think Yan Jiu saw such a scene?

No! No! No!

At this time, Yan Jiuzheng looked up at the sky at 45 degrees, and his face was loveless.

It is indeed a lot of palaces here, the carvings are exquisite, but the winding is exquisite, magnificent, and beautiful, and it can't bear the single color.

In this heavenly palace, the gray sky, the gray buildings, and even the dead flowers and plants on the ground are also gray.

At a glance, the sky and the earth are empty and desperate gray, which makes people feel solemn when they see it.

And in this gray, the only alternative is the self with white fur, and probably the fate of sitting under the dead tree and participating in meditation.

"Buddha," Yan Jiu called out to the Yuan who was sitting under the tree, "Say, how long are we going to stay here?" ”

Under the tree, he was silent, only five hearts to the sky, and his hand pinched the lotus seal to meditate.

"Little friend, don't be anxious."

Yuan said in a faint voice, "We probably have to wait for others to come in before we can leave here." ”

"Someone else coming in? Could it be that this Immortal Emperor Tomb Heavenly Palace has other exits besides the six reincarnation pools? ”

Yan Jiusan jumped off the dead tree in twos, landed lightly on the gray ground, and also landed in front of the edge.

He breathed a sigh of relief and ended his meditation.

"At the moment we entered, this Heavenly Palace was probably already born in the Yunxian Realm."

When Yan Jiu heard this, his brows furrowed, I am afraid that from the time he entered this Heavenly Palace, it was like a key, opening this real Heavenly Palace.

Once the Heavenly Palace is opened, I am afraid that those who enter this Immortal Palace will be the masters of the Yuan Infant and the Transformation Period.

Say not to be afraid, that's fake, although Yan Jiu is married, it is even more likely that after recovering her cultivation, she will directly point to the gods, but now she is just a "pure and harmless" swallowing sky.

Yan Jiu shook his fluffy tail, but he already had a decision in his heart.

For today's plan, it is left to seize the opportunity.

Find everything that is good for you before everyone comes in.

Be quick! Yan Jiu said to himself, there will definitely be a lot of people waiting to come in outside the Immortal Emperor's tomb, if Yan Jiu is not mistaken, the people who come in this time should all be Hua Shang, Zhengyuan and other heads, and even more......

Yan Jiu looked up at the gray sky, those immortals in the sky probably couldn't sit still.

The fate seemed to be able to see what Yan Jiu was thinking, "The little monk wants to see this heavenly palace, and the little friend is willing to go with him?" ”

Yan Jiu didn't speak, flicked his tail and jumped lightly onto the eaves of the palace.

The answer is self-explanatory.

I didn't mind, walking barefoot on those gray steps, with withered gray grass and trees at my feet, and delicate and lifeless gray as far as the eye could see.

But it is this empty and desperate gray that has taken advantage of the fate to become a celestial, especially his calm but slightly compassionate eyes, which make him like a fairy god who has been trained in the mortal world.

Yan Jiu pouted secretly in his heart, sometimes the most sultry thing was the Buddha cultivation of the ancient well without waves.

The fingers of the edge stroked the beautifully decorated door wall, the prosperity of the past is still in front of you, but there is no longer the invitation of the old people to discuss.

Thinking of this, Li Yuan couldn't help but sigh softly in his heart, no matter how magnificent and exquisite, it was difficult to stop the years without the support of fairy qi.

And although Hua Yuan was sleeping and waiting, their king would never return.

Yuan thought about it, but looked at Yan Jiu who was looking around.

And as a "spirit" with a godhead, she was accidentally reincarnated as a heaven-swallowing bloodline, and she didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse for her.

Suddenly, Yan Jiu stopped in front of a shadow wall.

This kind of shadow wall can be seen everywhere, most of them are painted with flowers and grass maids, mountains and rivers and sunsets, but this one is very different.

Not only is the color as if it had just been painted, but what is even more peculiar is that the mural has been split in two by someone in the middle.

The right half is gone, leaving only the left half, standing alone...... (To be continued.) )