Just when the Xuanji Divine Son was smoked by Chu Ling and wanted to die, and the Heavenly Dragon King was standing aside helpless, a cold snort came from the sky:

"Humph!"

That cold muffled sound was like a giant hammer, and it slammed Chu Ling's heart.

"Hmm-"

Chu Ling's internal organs were churning, and a smear of red and dazzling blood overflowed from his mouth.

Seeing this opportunity, the Celestial Dragon King moved and disappeared in place.

Before everyone could wake up, he had already appeared in front of Chu Ling.

"Let me go!"

The Heavenly Dragon King let out a loud shout, and a purple-gold little Heavenly Dragon Sword intent appeared on his fingertips, slashing towards Chu Ling's wrist holding the Xuanji Divine Son.

"Don't think—"

Letting the blood drip from the corners of his mouth, Chu Ling also snorted coldly, and the aura in his body was drained, all condensed on his wrist, and burst out with a luster like divine gold.

"Ding-"

The purple-gold sword intent slashed at Chu Ling's wrist, making a crisp symphony, as if swords collided.

The purple-gold sword intent of the Heavenly Dragon King dissipated into nothingness, and the back of Chu Ling's hand was also cut out with a deep blood mark.

Originally, he thought that in order to keep his palm, Chu Ling would definitely let go of the hand that was holding the Xuanji Divine Son.

Whether Chu Ling let go of his hand, or his wrist was cut off by his own sword intent, the Heavenly Dragon King was able to take the opportunity to save the Xuanji Divine Son.

But he never thought that this kid surnamed Chu was not only ruthless and didn't let go, but more importantly, his purple gold sword intent actually failed to cut off his wrist.

However, now it was too late to change his moves, so the Heavenly Dragon King had no choice but to bite the bullet, grab the other shoulder of the Xuanji Divine Son, pull it fiercely, and throw it in the direction of Yang Hai behind him.

I only heard a tearing sound of "snort", and under the wrestling between the Heavenly Dragon King and Chu Ling, one of the arms of the Xuanji Divine Son was torn off from the shoulder alive, broken off at the shoulder, and was grabbed by Chu Ling in his hand.

And his body was caught by Yang Haikan.

Before the Xuanji Divine Son could scream, he was directly stimulated by this sharp pain and fainted.

Blood flew and spilled in the sky.

The Heavenly Dragon King was shocked and angry, his beard was all open, like a revived demon god, and shouted angrily: "Junior, you should die!"

The pupils in his eyes dilated sharply, and tens of thousands of yuan forces burst out from his body, and each yuan force was as cold as sword intent.

The Ten Thousand Dao Sword Intent that Yang Hai used the Killing Technique to display was nothing compared to his Heavenly Dragon Sword Intent.

He had already moved his heart to kill Chu Ling, and at such a close distance, he must let this kid who didn't know what to do not even have bones left.

The killing intent permeated the surroundings, making everyone on the lookers a little breathless.

Some people can't bear to close their eyes.

The pupils of the Xuanmeng people contracted sharply, and their eyes were full of despair.

Crystal tears dripped from the corners of Gusu Muyue's eyes.

At such a close distance, in the face of a quasi-prince, no one thought that Chu Ling would be able to survive safely.

However, at this critical moment, Chu Ling, who was in the center of the storm, smiled strangely, his lips opened lightly, and he recited: "True is not true, illusion is not illusion......

The Heavenly Dragon King's face changed drastically, and he faintly had a bad feeling, he didn't think much about it, he pinched his fists, and tens of thousands of sword intent turned into a three-thousand-zhang sword intent waterfall like a torrent bursting the embankment, and killed Chu Ling with a smile on his face.

"Ding Ding Ding-"

In the torrent, there are occasional sword intent collisions, bursting out of brilliant sparks, like a galaxy flowing down.

"No—"

The moment the torrent struck out, Gusu Muyue shouted heartbreakingly.

The little monk's prayer beads also stopped, silently closed his glasses, and clasped his palms together, as if he didn't want to see the killing in this world again.

"Not immortals, not arhats!"

As soon as Chu Ling's words fell, the hundreds of sword intents that had taken him in front had already rushed in front of Chu Ling.

However, to everyone's disappointment, the sword intent passed through Chu Ling's body, but not a trace of blood was splashed, and under the fierce attack of the hundreds of sword intents, Chu Ling's figure also turned into a point of light in the sky, gradually dissipating into the void.

"Uh-"

Everyone was stunned, and Gusu Muyue still maintained the heart-rending appearance just now, as if she didn't react at all.

In an instant, Chu Ling disappeared in front of so many people, and his whispered chanting voice continued to echo, like a mockery of the Heavenly Dragon King's killing blow.

"Such a terrifying speed, you can actually dodge the fatal blow of a quasi-prince. ”

"Tsk, is this the power of the Holy Way? ”

There were people around who were amazed, but the Heavenly Dragon King had a pale face, and his old fist clicked.

At this time, in the place where Chu Ling had just been standing, but only ten zhang away, a light and shadow slowly emerged.

It was Chu Ling who had just disappeared into the void.

"Ahem!"

Chu Ling clenched his fists, coughed twice, coughed up a mouth full of blood, the clothes on his body were completely shattered, and on his strong body, he was cut out by the sword intent of the Heavenly Dragon King, and several deep scars were cut out.

At the moment when he was at the last moment, although Chu Ling used the Void Holy Technique he had comprehended to dodge the fatal blow of the Heavenly Dragon King, the moment he most integrated into the void, he was still injured by the extremely powerful Heavenly Dragon Sword Intent.

As soon as Chu Ling appeared, the Xuanji Divine Son, who had come to his senses, sat down on the ground and roared frantically: "Heavenly Dragon King, help me talk about him, kill him, I'm going to kill him?"

His hair was in a loose bun, and the blood mixed with the dust on the ground, sticking to the corners of his mouth, like a madman who had been beaten off the dust, without the slightest nobility of his previous air.

Xuanji Shenzi looked at Chu Ling's eyes, spewing out endless hatred, it was all this person, the ants in his eyes, made him from a high god son to this person's ghost, he couldn't wait to break Chu Ling's body into ten thousand pieces.

However, before the Heavenly Dragon King could make a move, a gloomy cold snort came from above the Nine Heavens: "Hmph, beast, isn't it shameful enough?"

As soon as the words fell, a golden palm suddenly descended from the Nine Heavens and slapped fiercely on the face of the originally seriously injured Xuanji Divine Son.

"Smack!"

The crisp slap sounded again, and the Xuanji Shenzi was directly pumped away by this slap full of strength, and after landing, he also ploughed out a track of more than ten meters.

The original crazy god son of the mysterious god was surprisingly quiet after being roared by that voice.

With such an arrogant character, he was slapped hard in front of so many people, and he was silent, I have to say, it is really a miracle.

Even the Heavenly Dragon King, whose strength was strong enough to overlook the northwest, stood aside silently after hearing this voice, looked up at the heavenly dome, and made a welcoming appearance.

The more abnormal it was, the more worried Chu Ling became, and he followed the gaze of the two of them and looked above the sky:

I saw that above the high clouds, there were golden ninefold heavens, stretching for hundreds of miles.

Around the Golden Heavenly Palace, the glow is overflowing, the color is steaming, the dragon chapter and the phoenix, and the beasts are arching.

The magnificent and glorious Heavenly Palace sank down, stirring the originally peaceful sky into a magnificent sea of clouds.

"It's... Is this the legendary Mystery Heavenly Palace?"

"Oh my God, you can actually control a piece of Heavenly Palace and manifest it in the world, is there really an ancient immortal in the Xuanji Heavenly Palace?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, since ancient times, there have only been sages and immortals in the world, but it is just a vision and assumption of the ancient saints!"

Everyone's eyes widened, looking at the sky above the clouds, their eyes full of panic.

In Chu Ling's mind, the transparent Ning Heavenly Master also flew out, shooting divine light and looking towards the Golden Heavenly Palace above the Nine Heavens, trying to peek through the mysteries in it.

After a while, Ning Tianshi retracted his gaze and said in a heavy tone: "A piece of such a magnificent building can actually emit the energy fluctuations of a holy weapon, I suspect that thousands of times ago, this Heavenly Palace should have been a magic weapon refined by a supreme being." ”

"Not only that, but the Dao patterns engraved on this Heavenly Palace are very mysterious and ancient, but they are not complete, so I suspect that the Heavenly Palace we see is just the tip of the iceberg from thousands of years ago. ”

The tip of the iceberg is the magic weapon, the Heavenly Palace.

When Chu Ling heard Ning Tianshi's description, he felt that there were ten thousand grass and mud horses whizzing through his heart.

Such a huge Heavenly Palace, exuding energy fluctuations that are enough to resist the Holy Weapon, is actually just the tip of the original iceberg?

So how powerful was it supposed to be?

And the most important thing is, who can refine and control such a giant?

Could it be ...... Beyond the Hallows? Beyond the Holy Realm?

Chu Ling's eyes widened to the extreme, and he couldn't believe this guess.

His head, turning mechanically, looked towards Ning Tianshi, as if he was really seeking verification:

"Is it ......?"

Ning Tianshi nodded with an extremely heavy face, his eyes were cold, and he gently spit out a word: "Immortal!"

Yes, beyond the Divine Realm, there are only immortals!

Immortal.

For the people of this world, it is an unreachable, ethereal word.

Since ancient times, there have been saints and no immortals, this is a fact known to all races, but now, this fact seems a little vague to Chu Ling.

This reminded Chu Ling of what he had encountered in the Scarlet Ancient Land: the Immortal Gu Mountain Clan, the Three-Body Nation described in the "Classic of Mountains and Seas", plus the Golden Heavenly Palace that he encountered today, which was once an immortal weapon.

These things, which should have existed only in legends, have now appeared in real life, impacting the truths and facts that have been passed down through the ages.

In the dark, Chu Ling had a feeling that these immortal secrets had a great relationship with the earth he came from, and one day, he would personally uncover the mystery of the ages.

While Chu Ling was thinking, the Golden Heavenly Palace stopped above the sea of clouds, and the hundred-zhang high Golden Heavenly Gate opened, and in the Heavenly Gate, a wide and wide rainbow shot out angrily, like an arched bridge, across the heavens and the earth.

A carriage pulled by eight dragons, "booming" and crushing Changhong, slowly galloped down from the doorway of the Heavenly Palace......