"Ding! The wisdom cultivation system will provide you with the best quality service! One-click control, intelligent update! Note: During training, the host will not be able to control their body, please do not panic. ”

"Ding! To test the learning method of ancient characters, you must use your mouth! ”

"Ding! Your mouth detected! ”

"Ding! This system is about to train you ......"

With a prompt from the system, Zhan Wuji instantly lost control of himself, he sat cross-legged, motionless, but his mouth was already open, but he didn't say anything.

I don't know how long it took, but another voice came from his head: "Ding! After this training, please turn on the wisdom of the host, one-click operation, so that you no longer have any worries! I'd love to know your experience in practice, and if you like it, give it a five-star rating. ”

Zhan Wuji regained control of his body, immediately opened his mouth, and said a few casual words, he was sure that he had completely learned the ancient script!

"Let's go back, let's practice first......"

"In short, this is the most powerful of the four immortal methods."

"This is my lifesaver!"

"But wouldn't it be too risky to use it for practice?"

"On the jade pendant of the Beginningless Villa, there are no rules, but the essence of this move is to turn the art of creation into something out of nothing, creating a cultivation of the Dao Tribulation Period, which should be a kind of 'making something out of nothing' rule!"

"If I get this new rule, it's going to be trouble."

"I can try it!"

As soon as he thought of this, Zhan Wuji's eyes closed, and he instantly turned into the "Chuiyu" ancestor of the Beginningless Villa, and then his heart was empty, and he recited the ethereal and ancient mantra, and practiced the art of "rejuvenation" with "Chuiyu" as his respect.

At the same moment, Zhan Wuji, who incarnated as "Vertical Yu", his breath, his appearance, and his demeanor...... are gradually improving.

This was the first time he had practiced alone, and just from the beginning, he had already felt a tremendous amount of pressure.

Three days passed in a flash.

Zhan Wuji sat on the main seat of the blood-colored carriage, frowning slightly.

Relying on the "innocent state", he has practiced all the immortal methods to the extreme, coupled with the power comparable to that of the immortals, he can practice this trick of 'rejuvenation and rejuvenation', but even if it is a tribulation of cultivation, there is no way to improve it again!

This is not because there is a problem with his cultivation, nor is it because of the [Returning to the Future], but just because the 'Dao Tribulation' he has experienced has reached the upper limit of the Heavenly Dao!

This trick "Return" can no longer make people create something out of nothing when they are in the catastrophe!

The only way is to be able to compete with the Heavenly Dao!

"Zhan Wuji, it's time for you to go." At this time, "Fu Poor" suddenly spoke and said in his ear.

Zhan Wuji fixed his mind, and with a sweep of his divine sense, he shrouded the entire city in it, only to see a group of Mahayana powerhouses, all ready to go, he nodded, with a hint of coldness in his voice, resounding throughout the audience: "Go, go to the Floating Realm!" ”

With his voice, the rich [Netherworld Mist] suddenly disappeared, and the clear sunlight shone all over the city.

A magnificent gate has appeared!

It stood on the ground, connected to the Nine Heavens, and its whole body was pitch black and cold, as if it had brought together all the evil, resentment, and resentment of this piece of heaven and earth...... The red silk threads, like poisonous snakes, swam on it, exuding a powerful curse power, like a tsunami, swept away in all directions.

As soon as the gate came out, a powerful suction force came out of the gate.

Those palaces that have not completely disappeared, blood palaces, white bones, huts, water pavilions, all kinds of magic weapons, flying magic weapons, giant snakes, giant birds, two prohibitions hanging upside down on the throne, and even the dragon and the king of war who is Cui Wei have been sucked in by this door!

At this moment, everyone present, including what was on them, was sucked into the door.

The red curse flashed, and the gate dissipated in an instant, and Lanke City returned to its previous desolate appearance.

It's like nothing has happened.

Northern.

As far as the eye can see, it is all white.

Countless years of snow have completely shrouded this side of the world.

In the bright light, the earth shook, the wind raged, and the snow collapsed!

With the sound of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking, a majestic gate rose from the ground.

The power of this curse, like a stormy wave, spread out in all directions.

The three figures of "Zheng", "Xu", and "Xiu Snake" were the first to rush out.

Subsequently, there was a brilliant and clear palace pavilion, as well as a blood-colored palace, a small building of white bones, a human skin water pavilion, a white bone altar, and so on, exuding treasures that exuded a powerful demonic aura.

Many treasures exuding a powerful momentum, surrounding a gorgeous blood-colored sedan chair, like stars and moons, suddenly appeared.

Behind them, there were two thrones hanging upside down, and on the thrones, a vague figure sit, exuding a cold and gloomy smell.

The Dragon Bo War King raised his head, glanced at the many flying boats floating in front of him, and then took a group of Mahayana ancestors to look into the distance.

The snow-capped mountains of different heights meander and twist, like a cluster of strange crystals.

This scene is like a dream, unspeakable, and unmemorable.

Countless images, countless hours, countless emotions...... It's flowing at an incredible speed.

There was a dead silence, and even the falling snowflakes could be heard clearly.

It seems weak, like an occasional bubble that bursts when blown by the wind, but it doesn't know how long it has been around.

In the long course of time, I don't know how many geniuses have died, and this strange world is such a state of near death, which has continued from ancient times to the present.

The bright light gave people an extremely seductive feeling, as if he could step into this space, then his lifelong wish could be fulfilled.

It is the fairy world, the way of heaven, and everything.

This is the Floating Realm!

Looking at the intoxicating aura in front of him, Zhan Wuji did not hesitate at all, and immediately drove the blood-colored sedan chair and flew inside.

The rest of the Mahayana existences also sacrificed their own magic weapons, or performed the Dharma, or strode forward.

Looking down from the sky, I saw that on the white ground, the dust was flying, rising to the sky, rising to the sky, rushing to the sky.

The snow was flying all over the sky, the wind was blown and rolled, the mountains collapsed, and the rumbling sound made the heavens and the earth tremble, and I don't know how long the accumulated snow was like a big river, rushing and roaring, rushing in the mountains and valleys.

This magnificent sight was like an arrow that had been pulled apart, a gorgeous blood-colored carriage, like an arrow, which had been silent for a long time, and once again stirred the peace of the Northland.