Wanhuan Tower, what kind of existence is it in the first city of the world?

Is it an unattainable fairyland?

Or is it a chilling watcher?

Is it a unique symbol of the tallest building in the world and an inexplicable sense of intimacy that has been looking at each other for a long time?

Or is it a thorn in the eye that secretly grits his teeth and hates the curse every time he looks at it?

With 25 million residents of Juying City, there may not be too many people who want to do so much.

It may also be that everyone has their own answer.

The only thing that can be confirmed is that among the millions of public servants in the "Twelve Immortal Bureau" over the years, there are not a few people who are looking forward to the collapse of Wanhuanlou in the past four hundred years.

Especially those "disciples" who think that they have inherited the open-mindedness of the Immeasurable Heavenly Monarch and the selfless dedication of the Undeceived Master.

The dead have already proved with their lives and souls that those who are still alive still have to go through the test.

It's just that no one thought that this test, which is in no way inferior to the final election of Huantian Dajiao, is today.

It's just that even among the twelve immortals, at least seven of them didn't know that this Ten Thousand Ring Tower would fall today before the rooster crows today.

Wanhuan Tower will be destroyed today.

Wanhuanlou will be poured down today!

Except for Zheng Zhi who stayed on the goose intestine street, and the island went to the land without immortals, the other seven immortals didn't even have to say hello to each other, almost at the same time, they all followed the elegant trajectory of the falling fairy flowers, and rushed to the Wanhuan Building together.

At the same time, the most elite "Five Immortal Army", "Jue Xian Wei", "Zhu Xian Ying" and "Zhuo Xian Ban" of the "Twelve Immortal Bureau" each had one hundred and eight people, wearing the same gray as Lu Ran, on the ground and in the air, blocking the entry and exit of Wanhuan Tower at the same time.

The rest of the people of all colors are in the twenty-eighth district of the city, waiting for the next order.

The slogan "white flowers appear, immortals are absolute" is by no means just a shout.

The "Demolition Plan" has always been deduced, improved, kept secret, and perfected.

It's just that except for Huaihuang, no one knows that this plan will be implemented today.

Why is it being implemented today?

The answer doesn't matter anymore.

100,000 immortals, millions of disciples, all have only the same thought in their hearts at this moment.

- Yang Sanlang, who will be ambushed today.

- Wanhuan Tower, which will collapse today.

……

Along the way, Lu Ran walked very slowly.

Everywhere there was smoke, stumps, and the cries of immortals.

There were several familiar gray figures, coming retrograde like lightning, and soon joined the central battle group of the main hall.

The flowers around me are still exploding.

Around the throne in front of him, a huge black light rose.

In the black light, the light shone brightly, and the sound of hitting was innumerable, making it impossible to look directly and fearful.

In Lu Ran's mind, he kept thinking about the scene that he didn't have time to be shocked by-

Huai Huang, Luo Bai, and Qin Wufei, the three immortals, attacked the masked boy on the throne at the same time.

It was a blow of ambition, hope, and despair at the same time.

Lu Ran felt a little headache, but something had happened, the sword had been unsheathed, and the road was already approaching the end.

Reach out and take a paper flower that floats in, put it in the palm of your hand, and once again, look at it carefully.

Through the darkness one after another, he was the first to discover it and bring it out of the eyes of the great ghost.

At that time, he didn't know what the name of the flower was, what its function was, and he didn't know that it was originally a weapon.

He just thought it was good-looking, and in that place, it was still growing well, which gave him a little hope when he was hopeless at that time.

That's it.

Wish.

This flower is also Huaihuang's hope.

It is also the hope of the immeasurable Heavenly Monarch.

It is also the hope of the undeceived.

It is also the hope of everyone in Jueying City.

Flowers, that's the kind of thing.

If it opens, it will wither.

As long as someone remembers what they looked like when they opened, the flower has fulfilled its mission.

Just like myself now, I think of the cave again, what it looked like when I first saw it.

Then let yourself take another look, this flower is here, blooming.

Lu Ran pinched the paper flower in his hand, and also pinched the fear in his heart, and stepped into the black light in front of him.

The scene seems to be a little more chaotic than I imagined.

It's also going to be better.

Two camps, three battlefields.

The first thing that surprised Lu Ran was that Huantian Niangniang actually stood on the side of the immortals, on the left side of the throne, originally with one enemy and three, and then three other immortals arrived, seven true immortals, the fierce battle continued, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner for a while.

Seeing that the Black Heaven Dao people who were at ease had also left the battle group halfway, they came to talk to Lu Ran, and said with concern: "It's just a round of fighting, did you win?" ”

Lu Ran didn't know what to say, so he had to nod.

Heitian Daoren's face was filled with a happy expression of "it has become", and he patted Lu Ran's shoulder.

"In the future, we will teach in the environment, do a good job!"

In one sentence, all the passion that Lu Ran was about to draw his sword was pressed back.

Then he rolled back, a flash of black light, and rejoined the original warband.

Lu Ran's gaze followed this black light, only to find that the entire surrounding of the throne had long been shrouded in the black light of the Black Heaven Dao people.

The black light engulfed the smoke and seemed to become entities, and these entities could keep those endless paper flowers out of the black light.

"The second person of the Huanjiao", in the immortal world where he has to speak with strength everywhere, will never be just a false name.

Therefore, the situation of the immortals is indeed better than thought, but in essence, it is still a big bad situation.

Although on the right hand side of the throne, Yan Heyi, the father company that Lu Ran was not familiar with, obviously had the upper hand in the battle with the Insight Heavenly Monarch.

The Insight Heavenly Monarch may have been due to the loss of the Supreme Treasure, and he was starting to be a little overwhelmed by the repeated attacks of the Ten Elephants, or he was struggling to flee for his life.

Lu Ran knew that this Heavenly Monarch was good at calculation, and perhaps at this stage, running for his life was the best and most cost-effective choice for him.

Because, the key to the whole field is not here, but in the center.

On that throne.

Lu Ran gritted his teeth and finally turned his gaze to the center.

Seven against two.

Seven immortals, Huai Huang, Liu Bei'er, Luo Bai, Ling Tu, and three, Lu Ran didn't know their names.

The seven immortals, with all their magical powers, attacked the people on the throne together.

Two Ring Sect Immortals.

The Nine Heavenly Monarch stood in front of the masked boy and drew a heart-shaped bubble that was neither big nor small, just enough to protect the two of them.

The Treasure of the Nine Heavenly Monarchs, also known as, was originally the most vulnerable thing in the world, but she refined it into the strongest armor in the world.

The illusory world is like a bubble, and the floating life is dazzling.

The Nine Crowns Heavenly Monarch used the void to hide the reality of the two of them, completely and completely.

And the young man behind him, from beginning to end, always sat on it, never moving a single bit.

The glowing mask on his face, ever since Huai Huang made a move, had begun to sink into the depths of the night, the darkness of death and the emptiness of nothingness.

It wasn't until he saw Lu Ran that he shook his head, and the young man's crisp voice came out from behind the mask.

"I'll be waiting for you."

Ma Xiaoyan said.