The vast starry sky, the stars are like dust, dazzling and dazzling.

Straws of quicksand intertwined and swayed in the starry sky.

I don’t know where it comes from or what the other side is, carrying ancient starlight, flowing into the distant years, never stopping.

Deep in the clouds and mist, the city of tears is quietly suspended, like a fairy standing gracefully, holy and flawless.

It is so wonderful, like a dream, and every inch of the city wall is dyed with fairy glow, with crystal luster and colorful.

Many strange phenomena seem to appear and appear, outlining mysterious pictures, with the melodious songs of the Nine Skyscrapers, making people feel dazed.

The monks came to Qido, and they were standing on the ancient stars nearby. There were also people standing in the starry sky, with a crowd of people like a vast ocean.

There are so many people, no one dares to come forward and hide from afar. It’s just that the city of Wulei is too ethereal and its pressure is too strong.

"I heard from the old man that this fairy city is very strange." Someone said with a look, "The woman inside never shed tears."

"It's obviously close, but it seems to be farther away than a dream."

"I really want to go in and have a look." Too many female cultivators murmured, "The city of Wulei should be a pure land on earth."

"Look, the city gate is open." Someone shouted.

Everyone gathered their eyes and looked at the gate of Wulei City. Before they were fully opened, they heard the vicissitudes of life spreading infinitely into the heavens.

Through the city gate, you can still see the scene in the city.

It was really a pure land, with pretty peaks, covered in smoke and clouds, like a gauze wrapped in a beauty who had just come out of the bath.

The beautiful petals reflect in the water, the colorful and quiet, like a glazed world and a green dream.

The colorful inside is squirting, the light moon cage is graceful and graceful, which stirs the fairy's long hair and the viewer's mood.

When everyone was stunned, a fairy bridge spread out from the city.

Its name is Naihe Bridge, ancient and distant. The railings are woven by vines, and flower buds slowly bloom and full of bright red flowers.

From a distance, the bridge is like a fairy rainbow, traversing the starry sky, adding a touch of splendor to the deep universe.

Under the gaze of everyone, a woman stepped onto the Naihe Bridge.

That is the fairy without tears, covering the plain gauze, and the lotus steps are like a banished immortal, not eating the fireworks of the world, and not contaminating the dust of the world.

A hundred years ago, she came out of the City of No Tears and descended in the Western Desert. She was reciting in Nianci Temple and returned to No Tears after a hundred years.

Her eyes were still so indifferent, without emotion, as if everything in the world would not make her mood ripples.

"I can't see clearly! What does it look like!" Someone in the crowd leaned his head, carrying a black gold iron stick, and a pair of golden eyes bloomed with divine light. Isn't this guy the little monkey emperor?

"Under my years of experience, anyone who is covered with a veil is a beauty." Kui Niu said meaningfully beside him.

"Boss, I want to get along with her. Can you settle this?" Dadi Martial Bear rubbed his two bear paws and grinned.

"I still want to go there? I can do it for a month without stopping. The problem is, I don't dare to do it!" Kui Niu put his hands in his arms.

"Who are these three guys?" The monks around glanced at the three of them. They had seen shamelessness, but had never seen such shamelessness.

"Come on, stand away, don't be too close to these three bitches, it's embarrassing." The son of the witch clan waved his hand and took a step back.

Needless to say, the Dragon Tribulation, the Spirit Goddess, the Southern Emperor and the North Saint were all consciously hiding far away, as if we didn't recognize these three bitches.

Several people gathered together again. When they heard that the City of Tears had descended on this star field, they formed a team to come and would go wherever they were lively.

"Hey? Someone is going up again." The little monkey emperor screamed, and his furry claws pointed at the Naihe Bridge from afar.

Everyone looked at each other, and there was indeed someone after Fairy Wutiao.

It was a young man, white clothes and white hair, carrying a fairy sword, his eyes were like stars, his long hair was like a waterfall, and he looked like a god king.

"Clouds fly." Bei Sheng whispered, his expression a little surprised.

"What, you know each other?" Everyone looked over.

"The peerless genius in the Huntian Star Realm is a quasi-saint king of three hundred years old." Bei Sheng said, "They have killed more than one saint king."

"So arrogant." Everyone was surprised and couldn't help but sigh.

"Fairy, please stay." As everyone spoke, the white-haired young man named Yun Feiyang called out.

He also followed Naihe Bridge, with a hopeful look, warmth and a hoarse voice, "I would like to give you the next chance."

"Withless tears means ruthlessness." Fairy Wuxiu's lotus steps remained unabated, and he walked towards Wuxiu City step by step, with his whispering cold voices.

"I don't believe it." Yun Feiyang shouted, his pace speeding up.

However, he had just chased after him for three or five steps, and then he knelt on the ground with a plop, spitting blood, and his face turned pale.

The spectators frowned, wondering what happened, "Is it possible that the gorgeous Naihe Bridge and the powerful ban?"

"It seems that there are most likely." The older monk stroked his beard, "Perhaps, he was suppressed only on the bridge."

"I don't believe it." Yun Feiyang roared, his eyes red, and he stood up with strong pressure in the dark, his legs trembled, and he walked forward with difficulty, his eyes full of persistence.

Fairy Wutiao said nothing, never looked back or settled down.

Yun Feiyang was miserable, and he vomited blood every time he took a step.

A long distance away, the spectators seemed to hear the sound of bones breaking in his body, and even the divine body was cracked.

The blood was gushing, and it was shocking to see it.

After all, his hard body fell down and never stood up again, his eyes were dim and his breath was depressed.

"Haha...haha..." His loud laughter rang out on the bridge, full of sadness, and blood and tears.

He turned into a wisp of ashes, and his soul was scattered on the Naihe Bridge, leaving only the loud laughter echoing in the starry sky.

He didn't even see Fairy Wulei's stagnation at all when he died. Even if he looked back at him, his hope turned into despair.

Everyone sighed, "A good person is a great man, a great man in the future, and he will die if he says he dies, so why don't people feel sorry for him?"

"Yang'er." The silence was finally interrupted by a scream. Its voice was old and spread from the distant starry sky.

Before he finished speaking, he saw an old man coming. The ancestor of the Yun family, the quasi-emperor, was extremely powerful and spread all over the heavens in all directions.

But he... was late, and the only thing he could see was a bloody jacket on the Naihe Bridge, which was his grandson Yun Feiyang.

The body of the Yun family ancestor trembled greatly, his turbid old eyes were filled with tears, and his already old form was much older in an instant.

This worldly thing should be the white-haired man who sends black-haired man, which is the most unacceptable, and the pain is heart-wrenching.

"A man cannot be resurrected when he dies, so I am mourning." An old quasi-emperor of the same level was a little reluctant and said comforting him.

"Give me back my Yang'er's life." The ancestor of the Yun family said angrily, and the quasi-emperor's sword suddenly appeared. He held it in his hand. He slashed out a dazzling fairy river with one sword and slashed towards the city of tears.

The quasi-emperor's peak sword will destroy the world and destroy the world.

However, although the sword of the ancestor of the Yun family was domineering, it did not shake the city of tears, and even failed to leave any trace.

On the contrary, he was shocked and before he could even settle his body, his body shattered and his soul scattered.

"Hiss...!" Everyone in the world was shocked and couldn't help but gasp.

"Damn...that's quasi-emperor level!" The little monkey emperor smacked his tongue.

"I haven't seen Wulei City attack, and a quasi-emperor will be destroyed. It's so awesome!" Kui Niu was also stunned.

"What grandpa said is indeed not to scare me." Xiao Jiuxian's face was pale, "The strength of Wule City is even more forbidden."

"Even the quasi-emperor was destroyed in an instant, is there an emperor in Wulei City?"

There was a noisy noise in the starry sky, and too many people were trembling and couldn't help but retreat, fearing that Wulei City would be furious and would suffer the aftermath.

Wulei City is like a dream and has no response to the uproar.

Amid the noise, another person stepped onto the Naihe Bridge.

This time, an old man, with turbid eyes and gray hair.

Looking closely, isn’t it the old man selling wine at Nianci’s Temple? A real quasi-emperor-level monk.

When he went up, the monks from all directions were all attracted by their attention.

The Naihe Bridge is strange, and the quasi-saint king is destroyed. Everyone wants to see if they can reach the end of the bridge as the quasi-emperor level.

In Hengyue Sect, Jade Girl Peak, the strange phenomena of all things have slowly dissipated.

Ye Chen opened his eyes, and Lingche's eyes became more and more extraordinary, encompassing the sky and the earth, and there was endless Taoist accumulation.

"It's really a good fortune." Ye Chen smiled and looked for opportunities.

"You are awake." Donghuang's heart is so illusory that she speaks ethereal.

"You are really elusive." Ye Chen stretched his waist and stood up, and there were still sounds of bones colliding in his body.

"The City of Tears... is here." Donghuang Taixin said leisurely.

As soon as these words were said, Ye Chen, who was still stretching, suddenly trembled, his eyes staring at Dong Huang Taixin, his body tensed together, afraid that he would hear it wrongly.

"You heard it right, that fairy city has appeared again in the world." Dong Huang Taixin said softly, and his tone was very certain.

"Quick...Quick...Take me there." Ye Chen was probably too impatient, and he stuttered a little when he spoke, unable to suppress his excitement, and his heart was pounding and about to explode.

"I will take you there, but there is something I need to explain." Dong Huang Taixin said whisperingly, "This time, Da Chu cannot give you any assistance, everything depends on you."

"I really want to know where the city of tears came from." Ye Chen looked at him without squinting, hoping for an accurate answer.

"I can only tell you that it does not belong to the heavens and all realms."

"Then do I think so, the City of Tears belongs to the heaven or the underworld?" Ye Chen asked tentatively.

"Not in the three realms." Donghuang Taixin said happily, "Its mystery is no less than the five forbidden zones in Xuanhuang, the Immortal Martial Emperor... and even the emperors of Xuanhuang all dynasties have passed down the imperial teachings: do not recruit the five forbidden zones, do not provoke Wulei City."

Ye Chen frowned. This was the first time he had heard of this secret.

"The Emperor's Soldiers of the Great Dao can no longer leave Da Chu, but even if they bring the Nine Emperor's Soldiers, Da Chu is far from being the opponent of Wulei City. Sorry, Da Chu has the mission of Da Chu. If you want to save Chu Xuan or Chu Ling, you can only go to Naihe Bridge. If you can step by step by Lingxiao Xianque, you can step by Jiuyou Huangquan."

"I understand." Ye Chen smiled slightly and forced the Xuanyuan Sword out of his body. It was an imperial soldier and needed to protect the Great Chu.

"You have room for choice." Donghuang Taixin said.
Chapter completed!