A scene of fairy shadows boiled over the entire fragmented world.

The fragments carried by the Xuanwu gods were not as vast as they imagined, and for Zhong Jinlian and above monks, as long as they did not care about the cost, they had every chance to cross from one place to another in enough time.

As a result, streamers of light shone like stars in the sky, and in this sky where there was no sun, moon or stars, they became stars.

Just like the demons frantically chasing the traces of the Xuanwu gods, the endless lives in the world will do whatever it takes to chase the pace of the immortals.

The crazy desire makes every life covet immortals, and will not miss any opportunity to contact immortals.

In front of the hazy world, Zhang Qing has recovered his truest appearance, and he knows that no matter how much he hides it, the mask can't stop everyone.

In just a few breaths, a figure stood above Zhang Qing's head, staring at the hazy world in the depths of the white clouds in front of him.

"No wonder, no wonder I've been looking for so long and I haven't been able to find a trace, I see."

After speaking, he looked down at Zhang Qing below, "Junior, have you ever found anything?" ”

Zhang Qing said truthfully, and the surrounding corpses were the best evidence, and he could only see the bundle of fairy shadows.

Tianmen Realm did not doubt Zhang Qing's words, without opening the Heavenly Gate, no one could enter the hidden world, and Zhang Qing was not qualified to get the opportunity.

"Perhaps, something is in it." He muttered under his breath, then rushed forward.

Recently, a lot of people have died in the fragmented space, and Zhuji, Zhong Jinlian, and even the existence of the Heavenly Gate have died batch after batch.

Everyone knows that there are many opportunities in this world, but at the same time, no one can guarantee that they are invincible, death has become the norm, and it is not uncommon for Tianmen to fall.

But at this moment, in the face of the unknown world, this Tianmen monk still rushed out without hesitation, he knew that if he went, there might be no way back, and he also knew that the world that the immortals swept over was destined to be full of destructive energy.

His Dao heart, his persistence, and the path of immortality he was chasing were all telling him that he had to go in.

"Monk, fight with the heavens for the rules, fight for the life of the earth, and move forward to be eternal!" After laughing wildly, the Heavenly Gate Realm cultivator was slashed down by a beam of snow-white light, and he died without any dignity.

In all directions, the monks who were approaching saw this scene and all fell silent.

The monk who opened the gate of heaven died so unexplained, and someone recognized who it was, a strong guy in the divine court, who opened five gates of heaven.

The existences of the Heavenly Gate hesitated, but the remaining Zhong Jinlian became more and more crazy, desperately rushing towards that world.

They knew that the world where the Heavenly Gate monks hesitated was one of the few opportunities they had.

One by one, Zhong Jinlian flew towards the hazy white cloud world, trying to break into it.

"These thirty-three days fragments have existed for too many years, and the Xuanwu gods can't devour the aura of heaven and earth, so they can only use the sacrifice of life and death as the driving force for progress, and the immortal qi in the fragments has degenerated into aura, and finally it is swallowed and stored by the fate between heaven and earth, just to be able to live longer."

Someone opened his mouth to tell the truth about the thinness of the spiritual energy of this heaven and earth, this world is the age of the end of the law, the world of silence of all beings, and all the spiritual objects and magic weapons in it are constantly plundering the spiritual energy to maintain themselves, and preserving the essence in a sleeping way, but even so, they are getting weaker and weaker day by day.

"If the aura is insufficient, even if it is an immortal weapon, it will not be able to bloom forever, that world is weak, and the spiritual power to kill others is destined to be limited."

However, these people still thought too much, no matter how weak they were, that fragmented world could easily kill Zhong Jinlian like a mowing grass.

The blood bloomed like flowers in the sky, and all the people around felt a chill rising in their hearts.

There are things that it seems that they are not qualified for at all.

"Emperor Huang Zengtian, this is the fragmented space of the first day of the thirty-three days." In the sky, the Divine Court Giant Boat appeared, and Mr. Shujian walked out of it, looked at the vague white cloud world in front of him, and said slowly.

He was a little surprised, everyone thought that the Xuanwu Divine Spirit was carrying the fragments of the ninth day of Chiming and Yangtian, but now there were actually fragments of the first day in it.

In the thirty-three days of the fairy world, each piece of heaven is special, even if it is broken between each other, it will not merge into one.

"It's no wonder, there were so many people before, but none of them found the things in it, it turned out that among the thirty-three day fragments, there was another fragment of heaven hidden." Someone stood in the middle of the huge golden city, and the sound echoed through the heavens and the earth.

"Thirty-three days is very big, so big that even if it suppresses the Immortal Court of the Ten Thousand Realms, it has to be established in the ninth day, and it is the most perfect place."

The ancient Thirty-Three Days Immortal Court is located in the ninth heaven, because only there can the cultivators in the world see a glimmer of hope to reach the Immortal Court through the Heavenly Gate, and it can also allow the ghosts and immortals in the Yin Si Earth to arrive at the Immortal Court in a short time to listen to the call.

Anyone who goes up to the next level, it is difficult for the ghosts and immortals to reach within time, and the countless cultivators in the world have no hope of entering the immortal court to face the immortals.

And the next layer, it will bring huge time and energy pressure to the immortals, thirty-three days, from the first to the thirty-third flight, even the immortals will feel tired.

So, only the ninth day, is perfect.

"Stuff, will it be in the middle of the first day?" Someone asked out loud, but no thought got into it.

Planting golden lotus and opening the gate of heaven are all for chance, but the purpose of Mr. Shujian is different, and in addition to chance, they have greater scruples and fears.

"I don't know, it stands to reason that Ling Xiao should be right on the ninth day, but on the first day, it shouldn't."

"So everyone thinks there won't be Ling Xiao inside, right?" In the whistling room, the sky and the earth changed color, and dozens of feet of clouds turned into bright moons hanging high, and in the transparent curtain that hung down on the edge, more than a dozen of them were reflected in beautiful women who were wearing a single tulle skirt that was difficult to cover.

In the center of the many women was a young man in disheveled clothes, and the voice just now came from him.

"How can you see that I'm not reacting?"

Mr. Shujian and the others twitched, and they arched their hands towards Yun Yuan extremely reluctantly, "I've seen Luohua." ”

"Hehe, Lao Tzu has a name called Luohua Shenji, why do you only recognize those two words."

In the sky, the bronze fortress appeared, and a figure wearing armor sitting firmly on the throne looked at Yun Yuan, "If it weren't for Luo Hua's name, Ben Shuai would have killed you here today." ”

The voice in the cloud laughed loudly, "It's a pity, Lao Tzu has this name, if it is fake, the name is engraved on that stone." ”

"Since you don't want to kill me, then do it, anyway, Ling Xiao can't be in the first day, so the opportunity of the first day should be waited for by me."