Chapter 1249: The first step to fulfill your wish, the sword opens the Lingxian Palace

It is magnificent and upright, with the power to suppress the world, and the power to intimidate the eight extremes...

Wherever you see, your mind and your mind will take it away

What caused all this was a delicate, small, and grand palace. It was suspended on the mysterious yellow cloud above Zhang Fan's head, rotating drippingly. With every turn, there were mysterious yellow silk ribbons hanging down, covering him.

"This is……"

"East Palace"

Everyone was stunned. When they looked back, they found that when the shocking roar and the mysterious yellow rolling, the Eastern Palace covering the mountain gate had disappeared without a trace. The world was vast, and the heart of looking at it was different.

"I wonder what kind of horror is the East Palace, which has been condensed at such a huge price and various shocking methods?"

Everyone looked at the mini palace held on the Qingyun above Zhang Fan's head, and couldn't help but show a look of fear.

Everyone's eyes were like a breeze blowing on Zhang Fan's face. He didn't care, and slowly fell from the nine heavens in the mysterious yellow clouds.

As he approached, the millions of immortals below could clearly see that the Xuanhuang Qingyun on Zhang Fan's head was a world of difference compared to the Zhoutian starry Qingyun in the past.

The stars in the sky celebrate the clouds, with the ethereal fairy spirit, the stars are infinite, and they can cover the starry sky and the sky and the earth;

Xuan Huang Qingyun has a strong gaze and an inviolable power.

The change in Qingyun is just like Zhang Fan's own aura. His strength before was a deterrent to all directions. At this time, it seemed to have integrated into the heaven and earth and offended him, which was to act against the mind and earth consciousness, and be rejected by one world, reducing the number of blessings and wealth.

This feeling is mysterious and mysterious, but it is clearly reflected in everyone's hearts, from the Lord of the Divine God to the Person of the Age of immortality; from the path of Qi cultivation to ordinary monks, this is true.

When Zhang Fan landed and returned to the magical power tree, the millions of immortals had already picked the magical channel fruit and divided the treasures on the rock.

They were either happy or upset, and they did not dare to stay anyway, retreating one by one, looking at Zhang Fan with respectful eyes.

At the center of attention of millions of consciousness, Zhang Fan raised his head and looked up at the branches that suddenly seemed much sparse in the magical power tree.

There are no more magical power fruits on the magical power tree. After leaving this treasure, it shows some scatteredness and distraction, as if it has entered the bleak autumn and the time of withering.

Zhang Fan sighed, laughed at himself again, and reached out to brush over the magical tree.

“Wow~”

Like a strong wind suddenly, the branches and leaves are in an uproar, and then the dead branches are mixed with the broken leaves, falling into mud, sprinkling the earth.

The magical fruit tree that had already made millions of immortals flock to him a moment ago had already taken off all branches and withered all leaves, and a colorful halo was emitted from its bare main pole.

This colorful halo is extremely dazzling, and it looks particularly eye-catching when compared to the withered tree body.

Gradually, the halo condensed and divided into seven groups. Each of them was at the highest point of the magical power tree. As the light gradually subsided, seven huge and green fruits appeared.

Although these seven fruits are green and far from ripening, they are still far from ripening, but the aura emitted from them steadily overwhelmed the power of the previous 3,650 magical channel fruits when they were hung with branches, as if they were different from each other.

There are five colors that embrace the five elements, some are dark and domineering in the universe, some are mottled like tortoise shells and evolve into celestial phenomena, some are a bit embellished with stars and emit starry light...

Every green fruit has endless profound mystery in it, which makes people unable to help but be confused and unable to pull out their eyes.

In an instant, a feeling emerged in everyone's heart for no reason. The magical power fruit tree, the previous magical power fruits, were all used to nurture these seven great magical power fruits.

After condensed into these seven great supernatural fruits, Zhang Fan did not continue to move. The seven fruits showed no sign of ripening, and they just hung quietly, as if they could last until the end of time and the world was silent.

"You guys, get out"

Zhang Fan turned around, Qingyun was hanging high on his head, Donghuang Palace, holding the Donghuang Bell in his hand, raised his head suddenly, and looked up at the realm of nothingness above the nine heavens.

"Teacher..."

"Dad..."

Long Yun, Youyou and others couldn't help but take a step forward, holding several treasures that Zhang Fan had just given, either trying to hand them back or trying them out. The meaning of them was self-evident.

"Quit"

Zhang Fan's voice was faint, but he had the power to be unrestrained. The seven disciples and millions of immortals were all bowing to their promises and retreating from afar.

Outside the mountain gate of the Faxiang Sect, under the magical fruit tree, Zhang Fan was alone, staring at the sky.

"That magic weapon is just an external object. Three or two pieces are enough. It's useless and no longer needed by a master."

"Your cultivation is not enough to participate in it. If you understand the truth and practice well in the future, you will never have the same experience today."

Zhang Fan's voice came from afar, the previous sentence was dull and proud, while the next sentence was full of high expectations.

That's fine for the millions of immortals, Long'er, Youyou, Long Yun and others, all of them were in agitation, hating their incompetence, and letting their master face a powerful enemy alone.

After saying a few words, Zhang Fan's mind was restrained, and the unparalleled peerless divine thought suddenly burst out like a sharp sword, piercing through the sky.

"Dong~Dong~Dong~Dong~Dong~~"

Three sounds of the Eastern Emperor Bells, the Donghuang Palace was shaken. With the power of Xuanhuang Qingyun, it resounded beyond the clouds in the sky and penetrated through the thick soil and earth, as if it was shaking the rings of the bells.

"Tear~"

A tearing sound came from the void, but a large area of ​​snow-white clouds emerged out of thin air, surging out, and were suddenly divided into two halves by an invisible force.

This scene is like a sharp blade breaking water. The water cannot be broken, and the sharp blade cannot be stopped. In a flash, I don’t know how to break through billions of miles.

"After I have made great ambitions, I should fulfill my promise and fulfill my wish. The so-called spiritual immortal world, using a small world to block the great fortune, absorb the spiritual energy of the human world, and cut off the immortal spirits in the upper world, is actually a thorn that is attached to the bones, and it must be broken."

Before he finished speaking, the sharp blade transformed by the divine thought suddenly accelerated, breaking through the infinite fog, and showing a corner of the eaves at the end, which is the Lingxian Que

The gu is to observe the door, and you can observe it from a high place to a distance.

Since ancient times, countless spiritual immortals have overlooked the world from this spiritual immortal palace, while seizing and absorbing the spiritual energy of the world, while despising all the underworld as ants.

Aloof, but just a blood-sucking leech, this is the spiritual immortal world

When Zhang Fan broke the elixir and became a baby, he achieved the Nascent Soul Avenue, at that moment, he also peeked at the palace in the sky, and the hidden door was this Lingxian Palace.

If a strong man in the world wants to enter, he can only pass through the obstacles of the Spirit Immortal Palace and enter into it by manifesting his soul and carrying the power of space.

Now, Zhang Fan’s divine thoughts break through the fog with his sword is exactly the corner of the spiritual immortal world that all cultivators cannot enter the realm of transforming the gods.

The earth and the sky have been cleared for a long time, and the immortal world has long become the legend. Ascending to the spiritual immortal world is the dream of many immortal cultivators, which represents the land of immortality and will never be destroyed.

At this moment, Zhang Fan turned his divine thoughts into swords, spreading the fog, and truly exposed it to millions of immortals.

The tall palace, the magnificent decoration, the towering gateway, the vague avenue behind it is winding, and the fairy spirit is lingering...

When all this appeared in front of millions of immortals, everyone suddenly realized that the longing and yearning suddenly faded away a lot.

Because it's just imagination, it's very perfect

What made millions of immortals frown even more was that under the Lingxian Palace, a belt of light was like a dragon, entering the Lingxian and leading to the world.

The light belt is like the Milky Way hanging upside down. It not only has a halo of halos, but also a substantial river that rushes endlessly, flowing from bottom to top, flowing into the spiritual immortal world.

On it, there are occasionally sparks bursting out, and the power is already in shock. Even if it is a billion miles away, you can still imagine the terrifying power contained in it.

"There are strong people fighting on it"

"This belt of light is..."

Among the millions of immortals, the awakened person's face turned ugly.

"The long river of spiritual energy, the dragon veins of Jiuzhou"

"Will the fighter be the Lord Huashen who guards the world of Jiuzhou and entangle them with the spiritual immortals?"

For a moment, all the longings and yearnings turned into bad habits.

If it weren't for the gap in strength, I'm afraid that the millions of immortals would have turned into a torrent and flooded dozens of gods in the sky.

There is probably only one person present, even the entire human world, who can fight against dozens of spiritual immortals without being at a disadvantage.

Millions of eyes gathered, staring at Zhang Fan's divine sword breaking through everything and bombarding the Lingxian Que.

"slow"

More than ten sounds of roar broke out, millions of miles, countless rivers broke out, countless waterfalls rolled back, and the sounds of roared, and the clouds scattered thousands of miles away.

Under such a mighty power, Zhang Fan seemed to have no hearing, and the long sword of divine thought hit the Lingxian Palace with a bang.

"Bang~"

With a dull sound, the heaven and earth were swaying with the wind and rain, and countless purple lightnings burst out from the Lingxian Palace, trembling violently, as if they had encountered a dragon turning over, and they could not hold their foundation.

"Gurgling..."

Like a clear spring gushing over the ground, the rich spiritual energy leaked from the Lingxian Palace, like a thick fog covering the entire Jiuzhou world.

Suddenly, everyone understood Zhang Fan's purpose, and related to his previous great ambitions, he felt even more enlightened.

"What a great emperor"

"What a bold courage"

A cold and harsh voice came from the air, condescending, with no joy or anger in his tone, but a little ruthless, as if he was not facing the Jiuzhou Immortal Cultivation Elite, but a group of ants.

Only when the word "Donghuang" was mentioned, the voice was slightly trembling and a little angry.

In front of millions of immortals, in front of dozens of spiritual immortals, how arrogant is he to cut the spiritual immortal palace?

Due to his indescribable concern, he was afraid and had never taken action to endure it until now. There were many people who were eager to try it out in dozens of god-transforming clouds.

Zhang Fan, who made such an amazing move, frowned. Obviously, this sword could not satisfy him.
To be continued...