In Zhang Qing's pupils, there was a reflection of a picture that no one could see.

It was a ruined world, a world of wreckage and ruins, a faint cloud wandering, and a few scarred jade pillars emerged at the far end.

The moment he looked at this ruin, Zhang Qing already had the answer.

This is the thirty-three days, or rather, the edge of the thirty-three days that Zhang Qing can see when he stands here, and he doesn't even know that this is the first day of the thirty-three days.

Dilapidated, decaying, lifeless, it is now thirty-three days.

Thirty-three days are broken, but thirty-three days still seem to exist, but there is no longer any of the former appearance.

Not only that, on the ruins, Zhang Qing saw that there was a golden light, in which the deafening Buddha sound was difficult to disperse, and there was also a hazy and dark demon mist, corroding every corner he touched.

The terrifying ghost fog also exists, revealing the world that has been reduced to ruins, and it is extremely eerie.

Sacred? Stately? Vast? Great? ……

Borrowing the qi of the moment when he planted the golden lotus, Zhang Qing saw a fairy world that was completely different from what he imagined, and he also understood why Zhang Shenling would tell him that he hoped that he would not despair after seeing the real world.

He understood why Yun Ku would say that since the thirty-three days were broken, no immortal in the world had ascended.

It's not that you don't have that qualification, but you don't have that condition.

The thirty-three days of shattering have long been unable to accommodate any immortal.

However, that dilapidated world was not all that Zhang Qing saw, at the back of that world, in the depths of the more hidden void, he saw a ruined heavenly palace that still shone brightly.

Even if everything has been reduced to decay, even if all worlds have sunk, that majestic heavenly palace still stands in the center of that world, suppressed in the hearts of countless living beings.

Anyone who saw the appearance of that heavenly palace would only have one thought, and that was to surrender.

Even if it is so broken, the Heavenly Palace still has the power to make the immortals quiet.

But all this didn't work in front of Zhang Qing, he looked at the sky, looked at the plaque that was only half cut off, and understood what the big golden characters on it meant.

【Temple】

It was an immortal pattern, and it was also one of the characters in the name of the Heavenly Palace.

Zhang Qingping looked ahead, wanting to reach out and touch the plaque on the Heavenly Palace, because he vaguely felt that it was the opportunity hidden in the unknown place of Yunmengze as the head of the family said.

The word [Palace] is not important, the important thing is the half of the plaque, only when it is engraved on that plaque, the immortal pattern has incomparably terrifying power.

Zhang Qing did stretch out his palm, but it was only his mind rather than his body, and he tried to touch the sky.

Unexpectedly, his thoughts crossed the boundless world in an instant, across the vast ruins and wreckage, and really appeared in front of the Heavenly Palace.

'Reaching out' he touched the plaque, the latter did not have the weight he imagined, the moment he touched Zhang Qing, after Zhang Qing's own imperceptible struggle, half of the plaque seemed to be weathered and disappeared.

In an instant, Zhang Qing knew that the plaque had not disappeared, but had been mastered by himself.

He was amazed at how well the trip had gone and wondered why he had been able to do all this, nor did he understand where the plaque was hidden in his body.

His thoughts returned to his body in an instant, and when he looked at the Heavenly Palace again, Zhang Qing found that the light above the majestic Heavenly Palace had disappeared.

The dilapidated world disappeared, and Zhang Qing could no longer see that world, the thirty-three days that countless people were crazy about.

"Day 9...... Where the fairy court is. The distant world has become a memory, and Zhang Qing also realized the coordinates of that world, which came from the ninth day of the fairy world.

Chiming and Yangtian, the immortal court that once suppressed everything, are located in them.

Zhang Qing returned to the top of the green mountain, although the nine-petaled golden lotus had not yet opened, but he felt that his strength at the moment was probably not inferior to that of the head of the family.

Zhang Qing, who was immersed in his own new power, naturally did not know how many major events had happened in this world at this moment.

In the unknown land, there is a vast sound, the heaven and the earth cry blood, and all things mourn.

"There is a Buddha, sitting on the !!"

"There are demons, bloody !!"

"There is Yama, reincarnation !!"

Too many lives that can make the world tremble look up at the sky and be terrified of what happened.

"The Great Sage is fighting, killing immortals!"

"What's going on?"

"The last afterglow of thirty-three days is dim, and no one knows where that wisp of afterglow has disappeared, Xian, dead."

"Thirty-three days of Shangyan, muddy Yin Si of Xiayan, controlling the mountains and rivers of Sheji, but I can't find where the afterglow is."

"This is impossible, Buddha, and he can't find that ray of afterglow, unless that ray of afterglow escapes into the last day, the Great Red Sky of the Taiqing Realm."

"Impossible, that is the place where the immortals fell, and it is also the ...... today"

"So, where did Afterglow go?"

"Is there a new heaven beyond the thirty-three days? Under the Ninefold Yin Division, is there a deeper turbid place? ”

"Ignorance, ignorance, that's the best answer."

The terrifying chaos quickly subsided, as if nothing had happened, and as if everything had changed.

"Ling Xiao is still there, and the Xuanwu gods are carrying it, and it seems that they are looking for a broken corner."

"Is that corner an opportunity?"

"Find, find Ling Xiao, find that broken corner, the last glory of the Immortal Court can only be reproduced in the human race."

"The Xuanwu spirit has long since died, and it walks very slowly."

"Then - open the way!!"

Beneath the blood-colored sound was the death of endless creatures.

On this day, Zhang Qing didn't have time to drink the banquet celebrated by the Dao family, and on this day, the sea of light didn't have time to brew a new round of killing.

Yun Mengze, countless monks, demons, ghosts, and Buddhist cultivators raised their heads and looked at the wisp of sword light above the sky.

A sword that runs through the end of the world has split a million mountains, and it has also split a million mountains and an unknown number of territories outside the millions of mountains.

No one knows how many creatures have fallen under this sword, because a majestic bell has followed, smoothing out the boundless territory, hundreds of millions of miles away, hundreds of millions of miles away, all of them have been reduced to flat ruins.

"Demons bleed, ghosts burned, Buddhism was melted, and everything was sacrificed by some existence for thirty-three days."

Most of the existences like the Divine Court were silent, the millions of mountains were indifferent, the sea of light was stagnant, no one dared to jump out and speak, and compared to that sword and a bell, everything they had carried out on this land for tens and hundreds of years was like children playing with mud.

"They came ahead of schedule." In the depths of the sea of light, in a certain world, there are golden pupils of regret.

The vast world was ploughed flat, and everyone finally saw that the four Optimus Pillars, which had been suspended at the end of the sky since the moment they were born, were infinitely magnified in their eyes at this moment.

One breath, two breaths, the sky of Yunmengze became darker and darker.

The sun was gone, the golden sunlight was gone, and there was no light overhead, only the boundless darkness.

The void is twisting, and at this moment in this dark world, all life is waiting with bated breath, waiting for this falling 'heaven' to judge itself.

Next to the Red Lake, the entire green mountain and the radius of a hundred miles disappeared into the distorted nothingness, and in the blurred time, Zhang Qing vaguely heard the sound of a giant falling to the ground.

At this moment, everyone on the green mountain realized one thing, that is, Yunmengze, and even the entire million mountains.

It's all over!