Chapter 51 Entering the Crape Myrtle Realm

While the disciples were trembling, Qingguang churned violently for no reason, whistling and turning into countless wind blades, blowing wildly everywhere, forming an impenetrable wall of wind blades. Looking along the wind wall to both sides, everything is boundless, I don't know where it stretches, and there is a green wind howling everywhere.

I believe that if someone enters the wall, they will immediately taste the taste of Ling Chi's death, and they will be slashed by a thousand knives. This is the prohibition here, it looks really amazing, I don't know what kind of ancient powerful monk with magical powers can set up such a huge and powerful magic circle. Compared with the Zixiao Palace's mountain protection array, it is like a child's play, not worth mentioning, Zhou Moyang sighed secretly.

At this moment, the old man of the Purple Sword Palace turned around and walked back. The rest of the team leaders announced that the time had not yet come, and told the disciples to rest for a while, and then open the forbidden land for a while.

In this way, every hour or so, the old man of the Purple Sword Palace would do the same thing again to test the strength of the prohibition, and it was not until the third stone sword was thrown out that the blue light gushing out of the forbidden land and the wind blade formed were significantly reduced. Seeing this, the other nine Yuanying monks flew out in unison and stood side by side.

I saw that as soon as the Yuyang Patriarch stretched out his hand, a ring-shaped object slowly emerged from the palm of his hand, and then a silver light shot out; Fuchenzi slapped the back of his head, opened his mouth, and an inch of blue light erupted from his mouth, growing in the wind, turning into a flying sword several feet long; The other seven people also flew out of each of them with a dazzling thing: pink ribbons, swarthy banners, cloud-white dust, blue bottles, yellow bowls, green puppet beasts, and winged tigers.

Nine people, nine items complemented each other, formed a circle, and rushed directly towards the Wind Blade Great Array. They are the magic weapons of these people who have only achieved a little success after years of hard cultivation and tempering after entering the Yuan Infant Period. I don't know how many times more powerful than the magic weapon of Brother Jindan.

The disciples of each faction did not dare to slack off, and under the orders of the other Jindan stage elders, they all stood behind the nine people, divided into nine columns, ready to enter the forbidden land at any time.

There was a loud sound of "boom", and the nine small magic weapons and the wind blade were connected, and all kinds of light splashed and flew in all directions, and from time to time there was a strange roar of "woo", which made the disciples watching on the side extremely nervous.

The ring ruler of Yuyang Master Ancestor "dripping and slipping" rotated non-stop, and the silver light on it, big for a while and small for a while, was like a psychic, smashing countless wind blades. The floating dust cyan flying sword was transformed into a dragon more than ten zhang long, and after each sword was split, there was a strange sound of strange roar, which was amazing.

The remaining seven small magic weapons also show their magical powers. In particular, the yellow bowl of the Dharma Sect Xuanci was the most powerful, and every time it was smashed, it rose as huge as a hill, and at the same time the sound of wind and thunder erupted, but when it flew back, it retracted back to its original shape, but it flew up, and it seemed to be a little clumsy and slow.

Although the power of the nine minor magic weapons was amazing, compared to the much weakened Wind Blade Great Array, it was still extremely difficult, and it took a while to advance each step in the wind wall. It didn't take long for the foreheads of the nine people to faintly show traces of sweat.

After three or four hours of fierce fighting, the nine people sweated like rain, but the small magic weapon they were driven by finally slowly gained the upper hand. At this time, the old man of the Purple Sword Palace, who had been recuperating and had never made a move, opened his eyes, and suddenly summoned a flying sword with purple light, which rose sharply in the wind, and then hit the wind wall with a "boom", and forcibly made a circular passage the size of a zhang on the wind wall, and the passage was black, and nothing could be seen clearly.

"Come on in, we won't be able to support it for long." Ao Lie was the first to shout, and among the ten people, his mana was the shallowest and he sweated the most.

"Purple Sword Palace, enter the tower," someone shouted, Zhou Moyang hurriedly raised his eyes to watch, only to see that more than twenty purple-clothed monks were busy and orderly, and they had gone straight to the circular passage.

With the Purple Sword Palace taking the lead, many monks were in a commotion. In the blink of an eye, there was the Purple Night Palace Yuyang Ancestor, who was loudly greeting his disciples. Zhou Moyang followed the crowd and ran forward, not forgetting to pay attention to the stagnant wind. He was frightened, the wind seemed to be soft and nothing, but it was dozens of feet thick. If it weren't for the passage appearing at this time, I am afraid that no one would be able to step into this crape myrtle fairyland for half a step.

The disciples were all interspersed with each other, and they flew into the passage in batches. No one flew with the sword, and the five hundred monks all performed the wind control technique, and successively rushed to the passage of the crape myrtle fairyland. The scene is spectacular.

Everyone was silent and gloomy. Everyone knows that once they enter the forbidden land, everyone immediately becomes a great enemy of life and death, even if they are brothers and sisters, they will become unbelievable. Zhou Moyang was in the middle and back of the queue, with the disciples of the Faxiang Sect in front and the female cultivators of the Phantom Moon Sect in the back......

As soon as Zhou Moyang flew into the entrance, before he could see the situation in front of him clearly, he felt that the sky was spinning, and there was a flower in front of him, and the person disappeared without a trace from the entrance. Before he could take a closer look, Zhou Moyang's feet felt as if he had stepped into a whirlpool, and his eyes were dark, and then they suddenly lit up. Shocked in his heart, he stopped.

Not caring about questioning this strange environment, Zhou Moyang first glanced around vigilantly to see if there were any others nearby, after all, the biggest danger now was still from the disciples of his sect who had entered the forbidden land together.

It seemed that he was lucky, there was no one else in the vicinity except Zhou Moyang himself, and he breathed a sigh of relief. However, he did not relax his vigilance, but clasped the golden light shield with one hand, and summoned the dragon head sword with the other hand as a foolproof strategy. At this time, Zhou Moyang calmed down and carefully observed the place he was in.

Zhou Moyang was not surprised that he had suddenly arrived in a strange place. As early as before the trip to the crape myrtle fairyland, those elders gave these disciples a jade slip about the crape myrtle fairyland. In the jade slip, it is mentioned that those who step into the forbidden land will be teleported to all corners of the forbidden land in an instant by some kind of shifting formation that is still in effect inside, as for where it is, it depends on everyone's luck.

It is possible to teleport to a safer area, where there are a lot of spiritual herbs and elixirs to collect, which is a lucky guy; It is also possible that once teleported, there are several demon beasts in front of you watching, and without a bloody battle, they will not be able to get out of safety at all; As for the more unlucky guys, they were simply sent directly to a Jedi somewhere, and immediately died, of course, this situation occurred the least.

The one who appeared the most was like Zhou Moyang, teleported to a corner of the forbidden land, and could only grope his way forward. The reason why the above situation occurred, according to the inference of those seniors, was because the way they broke the ban and entered was not the correct way to enter, of course, it would touch some small prohibitions in the territory of Ziwei Immortal, and there were some accidents.

Zhou Moyang cautiously wandered around the vicinity, and at the same time compared the information he remembered in his mind with the nearby scenery, which were all accumulated by the disciples who had walked out of the forbidden land in the past generations, and now they can be of great use to newcomers.

According to common sense, the closer you get to the center of the forbidden land, the more rare spiritual objects will appear, and now that you are in a relatively outer layer, you must hurry up, otherwise you will have no hope of getting anything good.

Thinking of this, Zhou Moyang didn't dare to use the weapon, but jumped into the air on a big tree with dense branches and leaves, and after looking around, he recognized the direction and jumped off the tree again. Zhou Moyang performed a stealth technique on his body, and then walked on the road with light steps, moving cautiously along the way. I don't know if Zhou Moyang was too nervous, after walking for a few miles, there were no accidents, it seemed that he was the only one in the entire area......

What kind of place is this, in front of a collapsed palace, Wang Fuyu looked around blankly. Several tall stone pillars are still there, and on the half of the lintel that is supported, there are two simple golden characters of "away from hatred", which do not lose the law and make people solemn.

Taoism has clouds: thirty-three heavens, the highest from the hatred of the sky, thirteen layers of hell, and the most bitter water in the Lechuan River. Master once mentioned that due to chance, stepping into the territory of crape myrtle immortal is also different from far and near. The "Hall of Hatred" should be one of the places in the crape myrtle fairyland. It's just that why did this fairyland fall into the way it looks? Looking at the ruins of the broken wall covering an area of hundreds of zhang, Wang Fuyu was puzzled.

The place where the temple of hatred is located is a hillside that is not high. Wang Fuyu tapped his feet, and his figure fell to a broken wall, driving his divine sense to probe, and within dozens of miles of distance, there was no figure. She took out a jade slip and examined it carefully.

Regarding the general situation in the territory of Ziwei Immortal, each immortal gate has relevant drawings, although it is not detailed to its full picture, but it is still an indispensable thing for monks to enter the fairy realm. The jade slip in Wang Fuyu's hand has a rough map of the three heavens outside the crape myrtle immortal.

It is rumored that the real crape myrtle fairyland, I don't know how much, has thirty-three heavens inside and outside. Where Wang Fuyu is at this time is the outermost part of the Heaven of Hatred, and it is also the place where the monks of the Heavenly Dome Continent stay for the longest time every time they enter the fairyland, and this is also the place with the least risk in the fairyland.

Risks and chances go hand in hand, and the monks are not here to seek comfort. Therefore, close to the inside, the riskier and more mysterious Da Luo Tian and Sanqing Tian are the places that everyone yearns for. It's just that since stepping into the fairyland, you can only come to the outermost world, and if you want to go to the depths of the fairyland to find the secluded and wonderful, you still have to find the passage between the two fairylands.

As for the thirty heavens further inside the Sanqing Heaven, the monks of the Heavenly Dome Continent had never found a way to enter, presumably because the cultivation of the monks who entered was too low. The opportunity still needs to meet, and it is unknown what will happen to the good fortune and the bad luck. After thinking for a while, Wang Fuyu put away the jade slip, sacrificed the flying sword, and was about to leave, when a black spot in the distance gradually approached, and a figure appeared. ~ Search the basket color, you can read the full text of the following chapters