"The ancient sages are all empty!"

"Enter the Bronze Immortal Hall today, fight for life and death for a while, fight for a lifetime of immortals, break the vanity, and see the road ahead, can Taoist friends be willing to pass?"

Above the sky, Nangong had a solemn face, his eyes were firm, and he looked directly at himself by a big realm, which could be called the promising Lord of the Eight Scenery Palace, and kept sending out invitations.

At the same time, the treasure is solemn, the temperament is as transcendent as the Buddha of the flowers, and a towering ancient tree grows behind him, straight into the sky, until the height is invisible, which is for the ancient vision - the sky to build a tree.

Jianmu, whether it is on the other side of the starry sky, or in the heavens and all worlds, has endless legends.

According to the ancient books of Maoshan Mountain, it is a kind of sacred tree worshiped by the ancient ancestors, standing in the center of heaven and earth, and is a bridge to communicate with heaven, earth, people and immortals.

With its extremely powerful realm, manifesting such a different phase, if you want to tear the sky, you can naturally do it easily!

Now, it is just to show his determination and lead Meng Fan in.

However, before he could speak, Yin Yanwan, the master of the Guanghan Palace who was cold and close to the immortal on his side, politely refused:

"Meng Daoyou is prosperous in the Spring and Autumn Period, crisscrossing the world, pointing at the holy domain, living happily, there is no need to break into such a forbidden place."

As she said, Meng Fan is now in his prime, and his longevity is so sufficient that even if he doesn't make a breakthrough in the future, it will not be a problem to live for another four thousand years.

"It's just a momentary wind, and when it comes to the next age, why don't you sigh when the water flows away...... A happy life, in the end, is a dream. ”

Nangong was dignified and sighed:

"Alas, if you don't become an immortal, you will be empty in the end."

Having said so much, in essence, he has little longevity, and he wants to fight for it, but he feels that he is not sure, and it just so happens that Meng Fan, the master of the Eight Views Palace, is in Taixuanmen, which is close to the place where the Bronze Immortal Hall was born.

There is a king of the slash and the emperor's soldiers......

All in order!

This wishful thinking can be easily understood even by Yao Xi, who is a junior, so she had the intention to stop it, pretending to have no scheming, and persuaded her:

"Nangong seniors, since ancient times, dare to ask if the Eastern Wilderness has ever really been an immortal? As everyone knows, the whereabouts of those people recorded in ancient books are too strange to rely on, and the little woman thinks that it is better to live in front of her. ”

"Naturally, some people become immortals, and the immortals who died in the barren tower town are not considered immortals?!" Nangong is as white as snow, heroic, standing in mid-air, cutting the railway.

Between the words, his eyes were still staring at Meng Fan, after all, everyone in the world knew that the Eight Views Palace and the Guanghan Palace were in the same breath, if he was said to be moved and chose to nod his head, then another palace master might also accompany him, adding a little more certainty.

As soon as he thought of this, Nangong Zheng decided to add a fire, and Zhengse said again: "It is the great wish of my generation to be free from the mortal womb and live forever freely......"

Immortal two realm.

At present, this great power of the human race, not to mention the sage, was stuck for thousands of years before the level of the Immortal Three Slashing Dao, almost sitting down, in such a situation, it is too ridiculous to talk about the Tao of immortals!

Sage, Sage King, Great Sage, Quasi-Emperor Nine Heavens, Alternative Enlightenment, Supreme Supreme, Extreme Emperor......

Even if he was an emperor who had achieved the fusion of the Heavenly Heart Seal, he did not have the confidence of Nangong Da Neng, and there was no immortal matter in the Immortal Palace.

"A Dao me, there are eight forbidden combat powers, even if you encounter a half-saint, you can fight, go with you, explore the way forward."

In the end, facing Nangong's expectant gaze, Meng Fan bowed his head and replied.

After all, it is the Bronze Immortal Palace, and what is in it, except for the ruthless emperor, no one can say clearly, even if they have read the original book.

Because of this, Meng Fan chose to walk with Nangong Zheng to explore, or there may be a big opportunity.

In addition, this guy Nangong can be regarded as having great luck, no matter what he does in the early stage, he can't die, and he can be called a generation of legends.

Seeing that the decision had been made, the two worried women beside him didn't say much, not to mention that he completely stated: only one Dao body explores the Immortal Palace.

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In this way, even if you fall halfway, it will not cause any major trouble.

As a result, an auspicious cloud fused with the light of the primordial god fell from the top of his head.

The Taoist robe is simple, carrying the yin and yang gossip, and the front depicts a picture of mountains and rivers, which is the top terrain in Zhongzhou: the ancient dragon's lair accompanied by the immortal pool.

And this is a young Taoist who is as rich as jade, his appearance is no different from the deity, but his eyes are extraordinarily vicissitudes, as if he has walked out of ancient times, giving people an endless atmosphere of ancient vicissitudes.

"Let's go."

Fragrant and fragrant with flowers, lingering, Nangong Zheng, who wants to fight for a lifetime of immortals, did not say much to fight, because when he reached this realm, how firm his Dao heart was.

Therefore, after he heard the command, he stepped out and rushed straight to the place where the Bronze Immortal Hall was located.

"There is no need for a holy weapon."

Dao I confessed, returned the Yin Yang gourd, the treasure of the Maoshan Town faction, to the deity, and then disappeared.

After that, several old figures of the Eastern Wilderness who had passed away for hundreds of years in the legend sighed lightly, stared at the land seriously, and stepped into it one after another.

"Hey, even the Lord of the Eight Views Palace has entered, it is clear that the potential is endless, and the blood is like a dragon, and he wants to drip into this muddy water......"

Some monks were puzzled and incomprehensible.

"Could it be...... In this bronze immortal hall, there are other hidden secrets? The lord of a certain peak of Taixuanmen muttered to himself.

All the celebrities and great powers are hesitant in their hearts, you know, the Bronze Immortal Hall is too mysterious, buried for a long time, and there are too many dusty ones.

"Is this senior of the Eight Views Palace really going to break into the Immortal Palace? It was a dangerous place of death and life, and no one has ever walked out of ......."

There are juniors looking from afar, with complicated expressions, but excitement is inevitable.

The back wave pushes the front wave.

The front wave is too against the sky, what should I do if the back wave is too rebellious?

In fact, don't look at the superficial respect, in fact, many young generations are faintly looking forward to Meng Fan's sudden death one day, leaving them a chance to climb up.

Because from ancient times to the present, no one has ever come out alive who has stepped into the bronze immortal hall, and they are all buried in their bones and buried themselves.

And with the help of the Xuanyu Terrace, the parties who had already crossed the void and arrived thousands of miles away naturally would not say anything about the three clearings of gas, but just went to a Dao body that did not bring any foreign objects.

As for the master of the Taixuan Sect who knew the inside story, since his most outstanding junior was protected by the Eight Views Palace, he was finally no longer subject to the ruthless lineage, so he was grateful to Meng Fan for his kindness, and there was no possibility of saying much.

……

A huge bronze hall, magnificent, comparable to a small city with a population of one million in the outside world, magnificent, well-preserved, but the green rust on it is mottled, giving people an extremely desolate feeling.

There are a large number of corpses scattered around, and to this day, their faces can no longer be seen clearly, all of them are sealed by a layer of waxy oil, and the whole body looks like a cocoon, which looks particularly demonic.

"This ...... It's a wax corpse before the ancient times! ”

Nangong Zheng beat a spirit, and then adjusted his mentality, and said with emotion:

"On weekdays, it's hard to see even one, but there are dozens of them here, and there seem to be more."

As he spoke, he very consciously moved closer to Meng Fandao, no longer as confident as he was in the outside world.