"It's so high, how can you go up?"

Long Yang looked up, looked at the palace suspended above, and felt a toothache.

Hey, you say, it's good to put the palace in charge of the sect in the middle of this cold abyss mountain, it has to be a lot higher and suspended in the air, this is a bit of a pretense, right?

Well, it's not that people are pretending, but that they can't go up because they are embarrassed......

"Huh, there's a figure over there?"

Long Yang looked around, his eyes were fixed, and he saw a familiar figure, looking at her slender figure, tsk, really attractive!

"Why does it seem to be Yan Ruyu?"

Long Yang was shocked, he could have such a wonderful curve, in the Hanyuan Palace, except for Zhao Ningxue, it was Yan Ruyu!

"Why did she come to the Floating Hall where she was in charge?"

Long Yang was puzzled, and when he saw that the woman stretched out her hand and pressed my void, she disappeared.

"Gone?"

Long Yang was curious in his heart, and he also stretched out his palm, thought about it carefully, took out the soul dementor order, and then put it into the void.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, a strange wave struck, and the void in front of him began to change, and the yin wind gradually whistled in his ears! A bridge stretched down from the clouds and mist above, and extended to his eyes!

"What is this?"

Long Yang breathed rapidly, looking at the white floating bridge, his eyes were full of wonder, because he felt a strange fluctuation on this bridge!

"Soul power! is the fluctuation of soul power!"

Long Yang was sure in his heart that this "stepping bridge" was all condensed and condensed by the power of the soul!

Looking down at the soul dementor order in his hand, Long Yang's pupils contracted for a while, because his "soul value" was suddenly two hundred points less!

"If you go to see the master, you will have to consume ...... soul value"

Long Yang wordlessly put away the soul card, jumped up, stepped on the soul bridge, and walked onto the clouds!

The Floating Hall is on the Floating Island, and this Floating Island is hidden between the clouds and mist, and the true face of the Floating Hall cannot be seen below, but when you look at the bottom from above, you can see it at a glance!

"It is said that the height of the king of a country can know the world, but the palm of this palace is above the clouds, but it can overlook all living beings!"

Standing on the floating island, Longyang can see through the thick clouds and the peaks of the cold abyss!

However, the fly in the ointment is that the fairyland on the imaginary floating island is like a dream, and the scene of fairy sounds does not exist, but a gust of yin wind, which makes people shiver coldly, this is not the cold body, as a cultivator, covering the whole body with spiritual power, it can block the cold of the heights, which is the cold from the bottom of people's hearts......

"Why is this place where the Palm Sect dwells so evil?"

As far as Long Yang's eye could see, the entire floating island was inaccessible, full of solid cyan stones, and even some of them were soaked by rain all year round and had a dark color!

And in the very middle of this floating island, there is a very conspicuous building!

"This is like the floating hall of the master!"

Long Yang looked at the golden floating hall, his mood was excited, and he could feel the immense meaning coming from the palace from afar!

The head of the Hanyuan Palace, Fu Daozi, is the seventh head of the Hanyuan Palace, and he used to often walk in the world, but since he broke the Han Dynasty from the fire, he has rarely appeared, and has been in retreat and cultivation!

"It is rumored that he was already at the peak of the Yuan Qi back then, and then he tried to rush into the "forbidden" realm and was seriously injured, I don't know what kind of strength he has now?"

Long Yang muttered to himself, he remembered the shot in the snow field that day, silently, relying on his mind to let Long Ling'er stop, his strength, I'm afraid it is unfathomable!

"Forget it, you'll know what that palm sect looks like when you see it!"

Long Yang shook his head, stepped forward, and walked into the Floating Hall!

"Come and stop, Floating Palace, don't trespass!"

Two humanoid figures in the shape of guards stopped in front of him.

Looking at these two guards with blank expressions, Long Yang had some doubts in his heart, these two people didn't seem to have any mood fluctuations, their every move seemed a little stiff, their faces were quite pale, and their eyes were empty, as if they would only accept some orders!

"Elder Situ sat down and personally passed on his disciple, Long Yang, and asked to see the master!" Long Yang retracted his gaze and said.

"Since you are a disciple of Senior Brother Situ, then come in!"

As soon as Long Yang's voice fell, a mellow voice with the breath of Zhengyang came from the hall, like a loud sound of a bell, buzzing in his ears!

"Please!"

The two guards turned sideways and asked Long Yang to enter.

"True Evil Sect?"

Long Yang frowned and stepped into the Floating Hall!

"Hmm!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the Floating Palace, Long Yang felt the dazzling golden light coming towards him, and his eyes covered with his hands slowly opened, and he was immediately shocked by the scene in front of him!

Magnificent, atmospheric, solemn, gentle as compassion, and majestic as a king, walking here will make people feel peaceful!

The golden mangs gradually converged, and an old figure on the main hall sat upright, with white beard and hair, wearing a clean white robe, holding a cane in his hand, and there seemed to be a faint golden light shining around his body!

Fang Cai's dazzling golden mangs were sent by his old man, right?

"What are you looking for?"

The warm voice exploded in his ears abruptly, obviously far away, but Long Yang felt that someone was directly attached to his ear and said the same!

"Disciple doesn't dare!"

Long Yang was clever, for some reason, although he knew that he was in front of him, he always felt a chill in his heart.

Fang Cai himself was looking for Yan Ruyu's figure, and he saw her before he came up, and thought she was also in this floating hall!

"Hmm! Get up!"

The palm teacher above held his hand lightly, as if there was a gentle force lifting himself and letting himself stand up.

At this moment, Long Yang took a serious look at this famous powerhouse of the Lihuo Dynasty, the highest power in the Hanyuan Palace, the head of the sect, and the floating daozi!

This is an old man with a majestic face, although he is not smiling, but the faint golden light emitted from his body is like a heavenly majesty, which makes people dare not think about it!

Especially his deep and bright eyes, looking at him, there is a vague scene of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and a moment it is like a brilliant golden sun, stinging his eyes, and tears flowing!

"Is this the strength of the master? It is really unfathomable!"

Long Yang silently wrote it down in his heart, not daring to look at it directly.

"Zhennan Wang Longyuan is your father?"

The master above spoke, and Long Yang suddenly felt a sudden pressure, as if it was like a stormy wave, making people's hearts sway, and they were almost unstable on their feet.

"The disciple is indeed there, I don't know what the master commands!"

Long Yang's breath was short, and the terrifying coercion, like invisible hands, pressed under his shoulders, made people can't help but want to kneel!

Long Yang let out a low cry in his throat, only to see a bright silver light flickering on his body, as if the spiritual power of the river and sea was rushing in an instant, stirring up a violent wind and waves, and directly declaring war on that terrifying coercion!

(End of chapter)