"Open!"

With a low roar, Chu Zheng slapped his left hand forward, and his right hand suddenly raised the shield, and the mana surged into the shield, and the shield emitted a yellow light, which was like a vast plain, and there were mountains in the distance.

Burst!

The spear shattered the thousands of miles of land, shattered the mountains and fell to the ground. Chu Zheng turned over in the air, his body shook and rushed to the eighth layer, and his body moved to put away the spear.

This spear is already a high-grade artifact level. Thanks to the fact that the formation was broken the moment the spear came over, otherwise this blow would have most likely pierced the shield and damaged itself.

There are not many heavenly treasures along the way of the eighth floor, but they are all gold. Halfway through, there is a golden fruit tree on both sides. At the same time, there was a roar on the left side, and there were bursts of spatial shocks, and a cyan sword light rose into the sky, and a crimson sword light swept across the sky.

Not far on the right, a cloud of fire was in the air, and a cyan sword light slashed the cloud of fire. But the next moment, the flames dyed the sword light red, and it quickly descended along the sword light.

There was no sound, only the tremor of space. It was still foggy and cloudy, but there was no trace of the battle below, only supernatural powers across the sky.

Chu Zheng did not dig up the Spirit Fruit Tree, but quickly rushed to the end of the eighth-layer terrace. Judging from the shape of the terraces and the distance, the battles on both sides are located at the junction of the eighth and ninth floors, and the nine is the consensus of all races. Except that the Tao doesn't care about this, even the Divine Monarch will not cross this level. So, the ninth layer is the top layer.

The figure rushed out quickly, and in a moment it was at the end of the eighth floor. At the end was a ten-zhang round platform, but there was nothing next to it.

Reaching out and touching it, Chu Zheng only felt a stinging pain in his palm, with his strong body, he could feel the stinging pain when he touched the round platform, this round platform itself was a five-grade spiritual material, and its interior was at least an eight-grade golden heaven and earth treasure.

With a thought, the round platform as a whole was put into a small bag. Chu Zheng took a deep breath, and the eight directions of Tianyuan Town urged to the limit, holding the shield and walking step by step along the steps of the path to the upper layer, which was also the ninth layer.

The steps are ten zhang high, ninety-nine steps.

Stepping on the tenth order, Chu Zheng felt his eyebrows wrinkle involuntarily, which was the instinctive reaction of the sharp breath stinging.

Stepping on the twentieth order, the whole body tensed, and the body felt threatened.

Chu Zheng was engrossed in stepping on the steps step by step, and the feeling of danger became stronger and stronger. Stepping on the eighty steps is already cold.

Stepping on the ninety steps, Chu Zheng's expression returned to calm, and even a little indifferent, this is the best state.

Ninety-one, ninety-two, ninety-three, ninety-four.

When Chu Zheng stepped on the ninety-five steps, his head had already crossed the plane, and everything on the ninth floor could be seen.

A piece of golden light is shining, and the sharp air is dazzling.

Burst!

The eight directions of Tianyuan Town suddenly collapsed, and the medium-grade artifact shield appeared, and the mountains and rivers and the great plains collapsed one after another. An extremely sharp aura pierced through the shield and stabbed Chu Zheng's eyebrows.

Chu Zheng's eyebrows exploded, revealing a lilac skull.

flew upside down and fell more than ten zhang and fell to the eighth floor. Chu Zheng calmly raised his left hand and stroked his forehead. Looking at his fingers, the blood from the wound on his eyebrows was blurry, but it was still sharp and unstoppable. The wound at the center of the eyebrows heals very slowly.

Raising his right hand, he looked at the shield, which was directly pierced, and the edge of the void was filled with a sharp aura.

Penetrating the eight directions of Tianyuan Town, penetrating the medium-grade artifact, penetrating the strength shield, and piercing the skin, what caused all this was actually just a wisp of breath, a wisp of extremely sharp breath.

After swallowing three seven-grade healing pills in a row, the wound between the eyebrows healed faster, but the stinging pain in this place directly connected to the brain, making Chu Zheng's brain tense, and the mana condensation was a little uncomfortable, and the perception of the wound was also seriously disturbed.

Reaching forward a little bit, trying to condense a mirror, his eyebrows suddenly tightened.

frowned slightly, and his eyebrows hurt even more. I took out a mirror from the storage bag and looked at it, the bones were fine, the wound in the center of the eyebrows was converging to the center, that is, the eyes were red, and they had just been injured by the sharp breath.

The mirror was bought when Qingxuan was traveling, it was not a magic weapon, but the style was very beautiful, and it was all a small gift for Liu Qingyan and Zhao Yingying.

Glancing up at the steps. Chu Zheng once again inspired the eight directions of Tianyuan Town, and stepped on the steps with a broken shield in his hand. Faintly, he felt that there was some life blood on it. Although it was very dangerous just now, he couldn't set foot on the ninth layer after suffering these minor injuries, and the key was that he hadn't seen what was on the ninth layer, and Chu Zheng was a little unwilling in his heart.

Suddenly, Chu Zheng's face turned red.

"I can't be pulled down by Wu Meng, right?" Chu Zheng made a reassuring excuse for himself, walked back to the eighth floor, took out the mirror and threw it upward......

Under the refraction of the mirror, Chu Zheng saw the picture of the nine layers disappearing in a flash.

"It's really a low IQ by Wu Meng. "This pot Chu Zheng is at ease. Another mirror was taken out, and two mirrors appeared in the sky, and the two refractions took in the nine-story scene.

The nine floors are not big, only 30 zhang in diameter, and the center is a platform with a diameter of 20 zhang and a height of 1 zhang. The golden sharp aura on the platform rose like a misty glow. In the center of the platform lies a white tiger about three feet long.

When the mirror turns the angle, it can be seen that there are nine paths evenly distributed around the nine floors. Heavy fighting was taking place at the foot of three of the steps.

One was a dozen feet away from the steps, where a demon and a cyclops were fighting desperately.

The other is a female demon who is fighting with Ji Qing.

In the third place, a witch and a fellow Terran nun joined forces to attack the Cyclops.

One is the battle between the demons and the cyclops, the other is the fight between the demons and the human race, and the other is the battle between the demons and the human race, and the relationship between the various races before the war zone was so chaotic.

But that's not the point.

According to the size of the ninth layer, the distance between himself and the people fighting on the left was only a dozen zhang, but when he turned his head to look, the battle light in the sky was two or three hundred zhang.

Here, it seems like the end of the world.

But none of that matters.

Touching the wound that still hadn't healed, Chu Zheng's eyes looked deeper at the ninth layer.

If it were an ordinary person, I would be afraid that it would be difficult to understand, and even think that the sharp qi of the shot was a nine-grade heavenly treasure, but Chu Zheng knew it very well.

Even the sharpness exuded by the Nine Rank Heavenly Treasures couldn't let his wounds heal so slowly, and what he cultivated was the "Hongmeng Dao Sutra • Innate Purple Qi Scroll". There is only one explanation for this, that is, the grade of this sharp qi is quite high, and it just so happens that Chu Zheng has felt this aura while sitting and oblivious.

Innate!

Beyond the existence of the nine products.

The ninth layer of the round platform downstream of the innate treasure.

Cultivating on the round platform of the Innate Supreme Treasure, it is self-evident what the tiger lying there exudes the power of qi and blood is.

God-kun!

Although it is not known how the Tibetan Divine Monarch died, the one who can lie on it is almost certainly the Divine Monarch.

Where is the wealth of the Divine Monarch hidden?

Not a storage bag, not a treasure trove, but your own little world!

I don't know how the Tibetan Divine Monarch died, and I don't know if the small world still exists, but since there is a possibility of existence, it is worth the risk.

If you want to collect the round platform and the Divine Monarch on it, the ordinary storage bag can't stand it, and your own small Qiankun bag should be able to withstand the chaotic aura. Now the key question is how to collect it.

If you want to collect it, you must break the formation, and if you want to break the formation, you must increase your defense, and you can't resist even a moment with all your means.

Chu Zheng gritted his teeth, and the divine soul projection entered the Seeking Hall.

Wei Yi groaned and walked into the utensils pavilion.

"The best artifact of head defense, automatically activated. ”

A hairpin appears on the light curtain. Chu Zheng glanced at it and shook his head slightly. The hairpin is a wooden line, Jin Kemu.

"Disposable defensive equipment, main defense head, top-of-the-line. ”

An object appears on the light curtain.

"God Town. ”

All of the following attacks are breathless. It takes 10 billion merits, the only thing.

The introduction is simple, but the cow breaks the sky.

All attacks under the Suppressor Monarch are breathless. This breath is enough time to escape. But if it is really against the Heavenly Monarch, it will definitely be useless, and if you can escape a breath, it will still be useless for the Heavenly Monarch to come again. But it's just right here.

Chu Zheng exchanged it with a thought. In an instant, the center of the eyebrows seemed to flash with golden light, and a mark seemed to be imprinted into the center of the eyebrows but was nowhere to be found, but the wound completely dissipated and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It's just that Chu Zheng doesn't care about these now. Just now, he seemed to see a pair of eyes looking at him, his eyes were expressionless, but Chu Zheng roughly understood the meaning: Where did you go?

The key is that those eyes seem to be Qingxuanzi, the founder of the Qingxuan Dojo, and the power of Taoism exists. Let a Taoist power be a courier, and the defense here is still untouched to send God Town in, I'm afraid Qing Xuanzi is not easy.

Touching his forehead, picking up the shield with the hole, and using the eight directions of Tianyuan Town to the extreme, Chu Zheng took a deep breath and stepped directly to the ninety-four steps.

Silently closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was no sadness or joy in his eyes. Lift your feet...... Then I took it back.

With the blink of his eyes, he changed all the five-element robes on his body, and stepped back twenty steps, his upper body was naked, and he was wearing desecrated pants around his waist, his body slowly expanded, and his skin slowly turned pale blue. Look at yourself with satisfaction.

With his right foot, he flew up and crossed the steps to the ninth floor.

Airplanes......

Several sharp breaths invisible to the naked eye reached the center of the eyebrows, but a golden light burst out at the center of the eyebrows, and everything in front of them was still.

The humming vibration was like heaven and earth, and the entire Tibetan Vehicles Temple was reverberating.

The next moment, Chu Zheng stomped on the ground with his right foot.

"Open it for me!"

Airplanes!

Tian Yuan Town's eight directions were fully stimulated, instantly enveloping the entire ninth layer.

There was a soft bang, and the formation operating on the ninth layer was interfered with by the Yuan Magnetic Tiangang and immediately collapsed.

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth roared, and Galala resounded in all directions in the sky.

Chu Zheng took a step and stretched out his hand one by one, his palm against the edge of the round platform, and suddenly the flesh and blood on his palm disappeared, and countless sharp cuts were shattered.

With a buzzing thought, the round platform and the corpse of the three-zhang long tiger above were put into the small Qiankun bag.

The edge of the small Qiankun bag suddenly flashed and thundered, and the sky trembled endlessly.

Chu Zheng didn't bother to check the small Qiankun bag, his body jumped down to the eighth layer with a move, and then he moved directly out of the hundred zhang, and disappeared into the jungle in the blink of an eye.