The huge temple complex in front of her is really rare in her life. In front of the palace gate, the Heavenly Emperor had already set up a lot of prohibitions, and in the center of the jade-built square, like a flood of water, circles of mysterious and strange golden runes appeared.

Countless families and Feishengmen people sat in front of the square, and there were many real people and Yuanjun sitting here. Everyone threw treasures and flying swords, occasionally pinched and pinched seals, chanted words, or defended or attacked, and they couldn't break through for a while.

The break lasted seven days and nights.

One after another thunderbolts fell, even if there was a fairy body, if one was not careful, he would end up dead. But even so, the dark clouds on the horizon continued to gather, and the thunder and thunder gathered in the clouds, flickering and brewing, brewing a larger storm, as if waiting for something.

This stalemate was finally broken in the early morning of the seventh day. Until there was an earth-shattering bang, a young disciple in the lineage of the family couldn't help but be shocked, his face was happy, and he said loudly: "The ban has been broken!" ”

The ban has been broken!

In front of Ziwei Palace, the original immortal holy land, Yaochi Jiangque, Zifu Qiongguan, at this time, was already splashed with blood, and there were scorched earth stumps everywhere, ruins and broken walls, and flowers turned into ashes.

The gate of the palace was flattened by the crowd that rushed up.

The interior of this most mysterious palace in the fairy gate has finally been revealed to everyone, including the owner of this palace.

Seeing this, Xia Lianqiao couldn't help but hold her breath and looked intently at the hall.

However, when everyone's eyes touched the true face of the palace master, whether it was the family or the disciples of the Flying Lineage, they were all extremely shocked. One by one, they are as straight as Wan Leijia's body, and they are in a trance like falling into a dream.

It seems that I have never encountered such a shocking and shocking thing!

What does the Emperor of Heaven look like? Even today's people in the Xianmen have never seen his true face.

Before that, everyone thought that the Tianzun who lived high in the Ziwei Palace and was high above must be a fairy wind bone, towering like a mountain and as high and deep as the sea. Covered in colorful clouds, purple air is rolling, Luan Xiang is dancing in the wind, and fairy children and jade girls are serving on both sides.

Either way, it shouldn't be what it looks like now.

There were no cigarettes, no haze, and on the futon sat a very thin and shriveled short Taoist, with his eyebrows lowered, his white beard dragging to the ground, his back rickety, and his skin and flesh were as old as the bark of a dead tree, hanging loosely on his body. A pair of eyes were cloudy and yellow, and he was staring coldly at everyone present.

Even if Xia Lianqiao had expected it, seeing this scene, it was like a slap in the face, and he was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

This Heavenly Emperor, who has controlled this world for nearly 10,000 years, is actually an old man who is so old that he can hardly move, and he is no different from any old man in this world who is about to die. It's even better than the ordinary mortal old man!

The turbid twilight that belonged to the old man lingered inside and outside the Ziwei Palace, and its filth was enough for everyone present to smell it clearly.

Everyone could clearly smell the filth and hear their own hearts.

Everyone is questioning in their hearts: ...... This is the supreme Heavenly Venerable who has ruled the Immortal Gate for more than 10,000 years?!

Some of the young disciples of the family who had admired Tianzun since they were children couldn't accept this fact for a while, and their faces showed a look of shock and defeat, and they took a few steps backwards in disbelief.

Xia Forsythia's high-raised heart finally fell heavily.

She exhaled lightly and let go of the palm that had been clenched since Fang Cai, "Heaven and man are five decays. She unconsciously moved her lips and whispered.

I thought of Hao Cang's words again.

"You have to remember that the one in heaven is a man, not a god."

"If it is man, it will be weak. If you are human, you will have flaws. If you are a human being, there will always be a day when your life is approaching. ”

"I think that he has not asked about the world all these years, not because he is unwilling, but because he has the strength to spare but not enough."

The Heavenly Emperor described in the original book is indeed an extremely old and short Taoist. After Bai Ji'an broke into Ziwei Palace, he couldn't help but be taken aback when he saw the true face of the Heavenly Emperor.

All this is because the so-called "Heavenly Emperor" in front of him is not a real god, he is just a monk who is stronger than everyone else.

Even if it is a god-transforming monk, if he can't break through the god-transforming realm, he will eventually have a lifespan approaching and □□ day of annihilation. "Heavenly Emperor" He has lived too long, and since he came to this other world, his cultivation has never progressed, and his realm has never broken through.

When God has been in charge for too long, he forgets that he is just a mortal man, and he has never been separated from the flesh and mortal womb.

No matter how disturbed the immortal gate was, the reason why the "Emperor of Heaven" never came forward was also revealed at this moment.

for he has a weak heart.

Compared with sitting in the Xianmen, trying his best to break through the realm and prolong his life is his top priority.

"There is no way for good and evil, only people call themselves.

The retribution of good and evil follows you like a shadow. ”

Since the Bootstrapping faction moved to this other world, the cultivation of the "Heavenly Emperor" has not existed, and it is even faster than the aging speed of the most ordinary mortal old man, how can it be said that it is not karma in another sense?

During this period, the monks stole yin and yang, seized the creation, and asked for immortals on the way, but they did not forget to fight openly and secretly, attack each other, and kill each other. It is not uncommon to kill people and seize treasures and win people's luck.

"Refer to heaven and earth to prove contempt, and lead the gods to learn from obscenity."

But he forgot that cultivation should be cultivated, and the immortal path is noble, and there is no measure of people.

"Those who desire to be immortal should establish 1,300 virtues, and those who desire to be immortal should establish 300 virtues."

The reincarnation of heaven is clear to heaven. The invisible Heavenly Dao is empty and empty, ignorant and ignorant, but the retribution is turned. If you don't cultivate morality, sooner or later, you will have to pay for your life, and you will not die well.

And this is one of the themes that the original book of "Asking" strives to elaborate.

Chapter 132

Everyone rushed up, and the palace gate was broken by everyone.

The dwarf Taoist in front of him looked extremely calm, just glanced at everyone present, then turned his gaze back, pinched his fingers, and meditated silently. This calm and unhurried bearing gave him a bit of the demeanor of the "Emperor of Heaven".

In the current crisis, what else is he sitting on?

Several True Monarchs who had ascended to the first vein came back to their senses.

A palace costume with a special color of Feisheng Yuanjun's face changed, and he said coldly: "It's not good! He wants to ascend! ”

There was a boom, like a thunderclap on the ground. As soon as she finished speaking, everyone suddenly came back to their senses, and looked around, only to see that the four walls inside and outside the Ziwei Palace, and the ground, all re-emerged one after another forbidden formations.

More than ten golden pillars in the hall are cracked one after another, the earth is shaking, the walls are melting, and from time to time there are broken bricks and tiles falling from the top of people's heads.

A stream of red light rushed up into the sky, enough to bake the sky red, like a hot heart burned by fire. At this moment, the entire Ziwei Palace is like a melting pot, and they are the center of the furnace.

The "Heavenly Emperor" wants to refine the creatures in this furnace, and then one person will ascend.

Some of the disciples who had cultivated to a lower level entered the formation before they could react.

Xia Forsythia only felt a sinking under his feet, a sudden darkness in front of his eyes, the sound of wind and thunder and the resonance of gold and iron hit together, only to see the dense fog rolling on all sides, I couldn't distinguish things, Li Langhuan, Bai Ji'an and others didn't know where to go, and they knew that they had also entered the battle.

Taking a deep breath, Xia Forsythia summoned his homecoming with the same expression, and chose a direction to walk deep in the formation.

Wind, fire, wind and thunder......

The situation is constantly changing, the portals are constantly circulating, and each portal has its own dangers.

But Xia Lianqiao's expression was still calm and calm, and the soldiers came to block the water and cover the earth, and walked firmly on their own path.

Occasionally, she would stop and look at the center of the formation in the distance, there were explosions and flashes of light from time to time in the depths of the array, she knew that this was the real people of those families and the two veins of Ascension, and the Yuan Monarchs were fighting with the Heavenly Emperor.

Regardless of the family or the ascension, the two true monarchs and disciples united unprecedentedly at this moment when their lives were threatened.

After all, her cultivation is too low, even with the help of Hao Cang's sword seal, it is difficult to directly attack the Heavenly Emperor Qifeng. It is the most rational thing to hand over the Heavenly Emperor to those real people and Yuan Jun who have cultivated many times more than her.

For the last sword mark, she had to be cautious and cautious to ensure that she could give the Emperor the most fatal blow at the most appropriate time.

Bai Ji'an and Li Langhuan's luck was slightly better than that of Xia Lianqiao, and the two entered the formation together, never separated by the unpredictable formation.

Only after coming out of the wolf's cave and entering the tiger's den, Bai Ji'an was stunned for half a second, and Li Langhuan looked at each other, and they all smiled in unison.

"It seems that we haven't escaped yet, and there is a grind ahead." Bai Ji'an said with a smile.

Li Langhuan also smiled slightly, "Then let's go." Don't forget what you're going to say to me. ”

"Engraved within five years, never forget." Bai Ji'an raised the folding fan and smiled, "Please." ”

So, the two of them joined hands side by side, like playing with smoke, and went straight to the murderous array.

Jiang Yuyu and Qu Cangfeng and several other ascended disciples fell into the formation together, when they first entered the formation, although they were a little flustered, but seeing that Qu Cangfeng and the others were calm, they gathered together to discuss the method of breaking the formation, and their hearts fell back into their throats.

I don't know the direction in the formation, I don't know the years, I don't know how long it has been, Xia Forsythia has walked to the deepest part of the formation.

At a glance, I saw more than a dozen real people sitting in front of the Emperor of Heaven in formation, with solemn expressions, still fighting more than once, and from the top doors of both sides, a boundless and endless glow was released, forming two arc-shaped spiritual fields, one red and one gold, like two whirlpools rotating rapidly to hedge.

Ziwei Palace had already turned into powder under this coercion, and the formation was still running, and the monstrous spiritual waves set off went straight into the sky, lightning and thunder thundered in the sky, and then one after another thunder fell, and the dark clouds seemed to be burning.

From afar, it looks like a scene of the end of the world.

After everyone took turns to go into battle and continued to besiege for an unknown number of days, the old man on the futon, his face gradually turned a faint blue and white, and he was even more old than before. The originally short stature was even more like shrunken and sun-dried, becoming a small, crumpled mass.

But even so, his last line of defense, everyone has never been able to break through. At this time, many disciples had already died in the array, and their cultivation was to feed back and ascend to the great array.

Because of her humble cultivation, all the real people and Yuan Jun present had never seen her true face, and when they saw her break into the heart of the formation, they had no time to pay attention to one of her young disciples.

Xia Lianqiao walked behind the real people and Yuanjun, sat down cross-legged, and silently pressed his palm against the vest of a Yuanjun who was almost exhausted, giving her an opportunity to regulate the disorder in the dantian.

Na Yuanjun glanced at her gratefully and approvingly, her forehead was covered with a layer of fine beads of sweat, and before she had time to say more, she turned her face again and continued to grit her teeth and insist.

The sun rises and the moon sets in the Nether, and in the blink of an eye, another seven days and nights have passed.

Bai Ji'an, Li Langhuan, Jiang Yuyu, Qu Cangfeng and others also walked out of the killing array one after another, and everyone didn't have time to express their condolences and concerns to each other, so they joined this battle of cultivation.

And seven more days and nights passed.

The two sides have been facing each other for a long time, and now they have become the end of a strong crossbow.

The two whirlpools rotated faster and faster, and the storm formed shattered the dark clouds in the sky, the floating fairy island was washed away by the wind, and the seventy-two treasure halls of the Thirty-Three Heavenly Palaces fell into ruin, turning into countless fire meteors falling from the sky.

Just as one of the vortices was about to cut into the other, both sides, including the Heavenly Emperor, opened their eyes in unison, and the skyrocketing and confrontation of spiritual power reached its peak at this moment!

Now is the time!

After dozens of days and nights, Xia Forsythia's spirit was highly tense and vigilant, and there was no moment of relaxation. Now that the time had come, she immediately decided to cut into the storm in front of her without thinking.

Her sudden appearance surprised Bai Ji'an, Li Langhuan and the others, and even all the real people present, but the fighting methods of the two sides are now at a critical juncture, no matter who they are, they dare not easily retract the situation.

And Li Langhuan, Bai Ji'an, and others can only believe in her, support her, try their best to run the exercises, support her, and be her silent backing.

The sword mark in her eyebrows broke out, turning into a giant sword that could slash across mountains and seas, and slashed towards the Heavenly Emperor in the air.

At the moment when the sword was about to fall, the old man, who was originally shriveled, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were full of fierce light, and he released an earth-shattering magic image, turned his palm and made a palm print like the top of Mount Tai, and said coldly: "Stop me from soaring!" How dare you?! ”

The palm print is about 10,000 feet high, like a mountain flying across the sky, and the thin green clothes of Xia Forsythia are blown up by the Gangfeng, like the size of Sumeru mustard seeds, and it is a palm. Seeing that she was about to be crushed into powder by the palm print, suddenly, a loud and high-pitched dragon roar resounded through the heavens and the earth!

From the center of her eyebrows, a white dragon shadow jumped out, which was different from the body of Hao Cang she had seen with her own eyes, and this dragon shadow was obviously more immature. The white dragon's eyes were as resolute as glass, he had to be angry, his scales and claws were flying, and the dragon's body skyrocketed in an instant, like mountains stretching for tens of thousands of miles.

The white dragon shadow curled and flew out in mid-air, colliding head-on with the palm print, and the air flow stirred hundreds of miles away, causing everything present to be razed to the ground.

At the moment of seeing this dragon shadow, Xia Forsythia seemed to realize something, and her whole body trembled violently uncontrollably, and tears burst out of her eyes.

The old man's complexion changed instantly, and his formation also declined. But that's not all. The dragon chant stirred the heavens and the earth, so that the dark clouds that had been accumulated for dozens of days finally began to boil and change, like a cloth bag that had leaked its mouth, accompanied by a sonic shock thunder of the Three Realms fell in the air, tens of thousands of thunderstorms, falling heavily, and the direction of its electric fingers was invariably aimed at one person present!