Zhuang Jian looked at the four big characters of the quaint land of the gods, and also took a deep breath, and then stepped in.

As if a barrier had crossed him, Zhuang Jian only felt that his eyes flickered, and all of a sudden, it was as if the sky had changed.

Everything in front of you seems to be reset.

When the sun is in the sky, the spiritual clouds gather.

The grass is green and the wind is soft.

As far as the eye can see, there are mountains and long rivers, and the fluttering wings are dotted in the vast sky, making a chirp from time to time, setting off the whole world more quietly.

Zhuang Jian opened his palm, feeling the flowing wind, and a feeling of relaxation and joy stirred in his heart.

All the senses of the whole body are infinitely magnified at this time, as if they are in the clouds and fog, and the feeling of comfort is difficult to describe in words.

"The spiritual power in the air here is comparable to the quality of the spiritual power in the spiritual pool!"

Zhuang Jian felt the purity of the quality of spiritual power, and also exclaimed.

His background is too deep, resulting in ordinary spiritual power, which cannot support his promotion at all, in that spiritual pool, he absorbed a large amount of spiritual power, survived the calamity, and only then did he achieve the king rank.

According to Venerable Nagu Yuefeng, the energy consumed by Zhuang Jian's promotion alone was equivalent to the consumption of a disciple in the clan for a year, which made his flesh hurt.

"It's worthy of being a god-level legacy!"

Zhuang Jian did not cultivate directly, but looked at it, and then with a wave of his hand, a lotus seat slowly took shape, and his body jumped and fell on it.

"This place of the gods is very mysterious, and it is vast, so naturally you have to visit it first!"

With a wave of Zhuang Jian's palm, the lotus seat turned into a streamer and left.

"It's huge!"

The rosette flew by, and an hour passed, Zhuang Jian had already traveled tens of thousands of miles, and the scenery was beautiful, but it made Zhuang Jian a little bored, because he didn't find any special place at all.

Everywhere he passed, the spiritual power was of great quality, but it seemed to be completely divided in half, whether it was mountains and rivers, or ocean current basins, all places, the spiritual power strength was the same.

"This level of spiritual power quality can also support promotion, but ......"

Zhuang Jian paused in the operation of the rosette, and he also began to ponder.

Although the quality of spiritual power here is extremely high, if ordinary disciples enter it, I am afraid it will be difficult to induce promotion on their own, if Zhuang Jian wants to be promoted, he can also do it, but in that case, it is better to return to the Ten Thousand Spirits Clan and advance in the Yunling Pool.

"This is the ruins of the god rank, it will definitely not be so simple!"

Zhuang Jian recalled what Xuan Qing said, what opportunities he could get, all by his own creation, and he was also thoughtful.

"If it's just like that, then it's no different from a normal vault!"

Zhuang Jian has had a lot of encounters along the way, and most of them are big opportunities, the Xuanwu Secret Collection, the Abyss of Spirits and Demons, including the previous Zen Spirit Competition, are all making his strength and making great progress, he doesn't believe that this place where all the winged people yearn for the gods will be a huge spiritual pool.

Zhuang Jian sat upright on the lotus seat, his divine sense drifting away, and began to investigate.

However, as time passed, Zhuang Jian also realized that simple spiritual exploration did not seem to be able to exhaust the limits of this land containing gods.

"Void Flame!"

The divine sense probe was fruitless, and Zhuang Jian also flicked his fingers, and a pitch-black flame jumped on his fingertips.

"Go!"

With a flick of Zhuang Jian's fingers, the Void Flame directly differentiated into countless fire snakes, and directly broke through the void with spiritual power.

After Zhuang Jian entered the king level, he was also more handy in controlling the Void Flame, this move of the Fire Snake Exploration was used for the purpose of collecting, every trace of the Void Flame was able to continuously refine spiritual power, so as to strengthen itself, and then differentiate again, showing a waterfall-like reaction, used to probe, like a dense net, negligent but not leaky.

However, after this kind of action lasted for two hours, Zhuang Jian found that with it as the center, there were no relics within 10,000 miles.

Zhuang Jian frowned, all these things do not mean that there is no chance in this land of gods, but that it itself does not seem to have aroused the approval of the land of gods.

Zhuang Jian knew that whenever some big secrets were born, or the appearance of heavenly and earthly treasures, there would be people who responded to the catastrophe or visions of heaven and earth came into being, which was where his luck lies.

Zhuang Jian asked himself that he was carrying the Tiangang Seven Star Array, which was an ancient Qi Luck Array, and he himself was the Void Flame Controller, both of which were symbols of the fall of Heaven and Earth's Qi Fortune, but in this land of gods, it could not be recognized, which really surprised him.

Although he didn't urge the Tiangang Seven Star Array, he had a feeling that even if he urged other forces again, he would not be able to perceive the wonders of the Land of Containing Gods.

Even, the more you try, the more you may miss out on that real chance.

In Zhuang Jian's mind, the magnificent picture on the screen in the Xuanqing dormitory appeared, and the scene of the winged god sweeping the heavens and Liuhe at the time of the spirit and demon war, and finally becoming a god, seemed to have something in his heart.

"Winged God!"

Zhuang Jian's mind sank into the sea of knowledge, and in that sea of knowledge, there were two completely different rays of light suspended, one was diffused by water vapor, which was obtained by him from the Xuanwu Secret Collection, and the other was as hot as fire, which was where the Vermilion Bird inheritance was obtained in the abyss of spirits and demons.

"Prince Xuanqing once said that the Winged People Clan has the ancient phoenix bloodline, and the Winged God Detachment is to leave its wings in the Qingyi Divine Clan, could it be that the inheritance of this will be related to the ancient bloodline?"

"The phoenix is an ancient divine beast, and what can have the same origin as its power is nothing more than a fire-based holy beast, Vermilion Bird!"

Zhuang Jian's heart moved, and the power of inheritance in the sea of consciousness also roared out, and behind it, a pair of fiery red wings were extended.

The wingspan is thousand, and there are ancient lines circulating on it, as if it can smelt all things.

Suzaku Nakshatra, the supreme of fire virtue.

Airplanes!

With Zhuang Jian's sacrifice of the inheritance power of the Vermilion Bird Star, there seemed to be a slight fluctuation between heaven and earth, and perceiving this fluctuation, Zhuang Jian seemed to be sure of what he was thinking, and above those wings, there was a breath that burst out again.

Ancestral Dragon's Breath.

Among the ancient things contained in Zhuang Jian's body, there is the same origin as the ancient phoenix, as well as the ancestral dragon's qi, which is said to be the ancestor of all things, and all the creatures in heaven and earth originate from the ancestral dragon's qi.

Today's Wanlong Valley is built according to the ancestral dragon mound, and with the help of the remaining ancestral dragon qi, it is boundless.

Rumble!

Just after the blessing of the ancestral dragon's qi, a crack seemed to appear in the sky.

Zhuang Jian's eyes stared at the crack, and that trace of power poured out from it, attracting its realm, ready to move.

His strength has long surpassed the ordinary Saint Rank, but his realm has always been stable at the level of the second order of the King Rank, not that he is unwilling to advance, but that his ordinary strength cannot support his promotion at all.

And at that moment just now, he directly felt the shattering of the realm diaphragm.

Zhuang Jian's figure flashed, and it dissipated through the cracks in the sky.

And as Zhuang Jian's figure dispersed, the whole beautiful world directly disintegrated like broken glass.

Outside the land of the gods.

Xuan Qing felt the situation and was also a little surprised.

"How did you enter the Cultivation Shrine so quickly?"

After all, Zhuang Jian does not have the bloodline of the winged gods, and if he enters the land of the gods, if he does not have special means, it will not be easy to obtain the recognition of the land of the gods, but the latter quickly entered the place of cultivating gods, which seems to be a little incredible in Xuan Qing's opinion.

"This Spirit Emperor disciple is indeed a bit interesting!"

Xuan Qing nodded, his gaze looking at the location of the Nine Divisions, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

"I'm looking forward to this god-king battle!"

Sou!

Zhuang Jian's figure crossed the cracks, only to feel that the scene in front of him changed again, an extremely spacious cave, came into his eyes, in the cave, there were two stone seats, on which there were eggshell fragments.

"What are these?"

Zhuang Jian looked at the eggshell fragments on the stone seat, which emitted a scorching brilliance, which caused Zhuang Jian to salivate.

Because on it, Zhuang Jian felt a strong divinity.

"Could it be that the two stone seats are the place where the Xuanlang God King and the Xuanqing Prince are incubated?"

The Green Wing Divine Race is no different from human beings, but the Winged God has no partner, and when it is detached, it leaves two divine eggs, the first of which hatches out, known as the Xuanlang God King, whose back has two wings, and is the king of the Green Wing Divine Race.

If Xuanqing was also born with wings on his back, there would be no competition for today's god king.

Zhuang Jian felt the divinity on the eggshell, and also came back to his senses, although the divinity was beneficial to him, but compared to promotion, he was still keen on the latter, after all, he had not seen divinity, only to obtain real power was the purpose of his entry into the land of gods.

Zhuang Jian could feel that there seemed to be a force in the air, calling him forward.

His gaze retracted from the stone seat, and Zhuang Jian continued to walk forward.

About a thousand feet or so, Zhuang Jian's gaze was directly locked on a small puddle.

It would be an exaggeration to say that it was a puddle, but it was just a large bath.

However, it was this small puddle that directly caused the spiritual power in Zhuang Jian's body to be disordered in an instant.

Rumble!

Zhuang Jian felt the bottleneck of his own realm and was directly broken.

In the meridians, a crazy suction force came, making Zhuang Jian have an extreme desire.

For the thirst for spiritual power in the puddle.

Zhuang Jian's eyes were red, he looked at the liquid in the puddle, and had an urge to drink it all.

Its figure flashed, and it fell directly into the puddle.

Sting!

All of Zhuang Jian's clothes were steamed, and the spiritual power in the puddle was frantically surging towards his meridians the moment it touched Zhuang Jian's body.

Bang bang bang!

Zhuang Jian only felt that his strength was like riding a rocket, and he was crazy to improve.