"Cough, cough, cough!"

"God King Pure Land, your legal domain is indeed worthy of this great name, but you are really willing to urge your newly born legal domain so excessively."

"Without more than ten years, it will be difficult for you to maintain your vitality, so far, this battle will be considered your victory."

"Congratulations, Zhou Zhenchuan..."

Judicial Star Monarch Cangming, who had a few more gray hairs on the top of his head, covered his lips and teeth a little weakly, gently wiped the golden-orange blood that was constantly oozing from the corners of his mouth because of the forbidden move he had just forced, and said a little tiredly.

Although he is arrogant, he is not a person who admits gambling and does not admit defeat, although this battle is still a draw so far, and both sides have paid a lot of price, but he is a disciple of the Megatron Sect for a hundred years and is about to be promoted to the seventh order of the sect archdeacon, but he can only fight a draw with a core disciple who has just been promoted to the sixth order law domain, which is the biggest failure!

In such a humiliating situation, if he still has to lie to himself and say that he didn't lose, then he is really shameless, and he completely stomps on his face on the ground, but he can't do this kind of thing.

After saying this, Cangming looked at the Zhou Luo who was standing in the distance with his hands in his hands, obviously looking like he was standing not far away, but it felt like he was separated by a piece of heaven and earth, endlessly far away, and suddenly sighed again, and sighed that he had been so high-spirited over the years, but he didn't expect to see his era come to an end now.

"God King Pure Land, this is really a kind of anti-heaven law domain, the first time you enter the sixth-order law domain, you can cross a large realm to cut off an attack comparable to the seventh-order law body, so the divine power is the one among the 173,765 kinds of law domains recorded in the Great Xuan Dynasty, and it is enough to rank in the top fifty, the talent demon, the peerless demon! Luck for the sect! ”

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Since the true disciple test has been passed, regardless of how Zhou Luo rushed into the sixth-order law domain in one fell swoop, and then directly overthrew the judicial star monarch Cangming who had shrouded the disciples of the sect for a hundred years, this mountain was so shocking to the disciples of all levels in the sect, and no matter how the sect elders, protectors, five star gods, and other high-level forces argued about this, the rewards that belonged to Zhou Luo were sent to his mansion without a single discount three days later.

At the same time, after a lapse of twenty years, the sound of the long bell chime spread throughout the thousands of miles of the Beiluo Star Palace, and countless glows were ethereal, and among the clouds and strange fragrances, a clear leap

The sound of heaven exploded.

"In accordance with the imperial decree of the Heavenly Venerable of the Palm Sect, the core disciple Zhou Luo is pardoned as the sixth true inheritance, and a first-class blessed land is rewarded, a hundred immortal queens, a pool of Qionglin jade liquid, a cloud palace law driver, a inheritance Taoist book, and a magical power."

The herald was the sect's Dharma Elder Yixin, and under the influence of his seventh-order peak strength, although it was only a short paragraph, it was still as grand as the Immortal Dao Heavenly Sound.

Just hearing it made countless low-level disciples suddenly feel enlightened, and their entire souls seemed to be washed away, and there was no longer any ordinary distractions.

This is also one of the benefits of the sect that only happens once every thirty-six years after the promotion of the true tradition, the sect transmission elder single-mindedly Taoist baptism, the last time Zhou Luo was in retreat but did not hear it, once felt very pity, but at this time, because he was 16 years ahead of schedule to let the new generation of the sect feel it.

As soon as the Heavenly Dome Elder stopped speaking, countless sect disciples were suddenly knocked out of that spiritual realm, but before they could come to their senses, another divine heavenly voice sounded in the air again.

"Zhou Luoxie taught grace, and within three days, he moved out of the mansion and went to the blessed land."

Although the heavenly sound of this god that sounded again on the heavenly dome was not as wonderful as before, it was also just by hearing it, he could feel a domineering intention that overwhelmed everything coming through the body, and the meaning of this domineering spirit shook and crushed the souls of countless listeners as soon as he felt it, and a large number of disciples and deacons in the sect who were not strong enough in the path of the fifth order directly collapsed to the ground under this domineering pressure, and they only felt that their whole body was sore and numb and difficult to move in a short period of time like thunder.

Three days later, Zhou Luo took Han Yan and dozens of servants in the mansion to the location of the blessed land "Fog and Rain Immortal Mountain" selected by a sixth true lineage on the sect.

Unlike most of the blessed lands in the sect, due to the personal hobby of the last sixth true legend "Drifting Fairy", although this place is not the most abundant in the high-grade blessed land, its beautiful environment is not inferior to some of the high-level of the sect.

"Fog and Rain Fairy Mountain" is only 999 meters high, is for the fluttering fairy willow fluttering to cut off a large section of the excess to create accurately, there are a total of eighteen cloud and mist flying halls on the Fog and Rain Fairy Mountain, each of which is also made by her meticulous carving, spending countless painstaking efforts to cast, whether it is in defense, even the appearance of the art and the degree of internal comfort has reached the ultimate of a human perception.

These eighteen cloud and mist flying halls are located in various parts of the fairy mountain in the direction of the eighteen star arrays, connected by eighteen cloud and mist bridges, and countless white cranes and deer are leisurely foraging under the eighteen cloud and mist bridges, and there are even more strange beasts and white apes swallowing essence and meditating and practicing in inaction.

At the foot of the fairy mountain, countless golden-scaled koi jumped and frolicked in the cold pool ice spring with a radius of no more than a hundred zhang, and the thousand-year-old turtle at the bottom of the cold pool slept soundly.

Such an immortal scene, not to mention Han Yan and others, even Zhou Luo, who had already traveled through the worlds several times, saw it for the first time in his life.

"What a misty rain fairy mountain, the previous Drifting Fairy has really spent countless efforts for this in the past sixty years."

"It's a pity that a few years ago, she was in a secret realm and it was difficult to get out, but now such a blessed land is mine."

"I hate pressing gold threads every year and making wedding clothes for others, I don't know if Senior Sister Piaoxi will be angry with me as an uninvited guest when she returns a hundred years later."

Zhou Luo's words were soft, but his face was infinitely proud, although it was indeed a little unkind to take advantage of the opportunity when others were trapped to occupy the Fog and Rain Immortal Mountain that she had carefully built for sixty years, and there must be some high-level people who did not like him in it, but in a hundred years, Zhou Luo believed that he would definitely go one step further and achieve the position of the star god son of the sect.

At that time, he will naturally have a cave to choose from, and a mere first-class blessed land will not make him fall in love with a true sect with great potential.

"If you want to calculate me, you may be underestimating the speed of my progress."

"A hundred years later, it is especially uncertain who will be the chess player in the sect, so early, you really underestimate Zhou Luo."

In the whispering voice, Zhou Luo stepped into the blessed land of the Misty Rain Immortal Mountain that was shrouded in misty drizzle, but he didn't care about it at all.