Nine Heavens

Liu Qianlang stared at the east, staring at the seven blood moons that are now as red as blood, nodded slightly, and thought to himself, let you disappear tonight.

Then Liu Qianlang frowned, and his thoughts were greatly moved. Suddenly, nine layers of spiritual power shields of different colors flashed outside his body, firmly protecting his figure. Then the black jade skull on the chest shot out sixty-five mysterious colors one after another. These colors condensed at a position several feet in front of Liu Qianlang, forming a gorgeous fairy scroll picture and sixty-four fairy scrolls in the blink of an eye. Pen.

Liu Qianlang's eyes flickered, and the picture of the fairy scroll flowing with the wind in his sight was the core artifact of the fairyland mountain and river picture of the mountain and river Luoxian Formation that first sealed countless demons and monsters underground in the east of the earth. In the dim night, on the blue fairy scroll paper of the picture of mountains and rivers in the fairy world, there are rivers and seas, turbulent waves, majestic mountains, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and clouds and mist flowing across. The world up there was turbulent and extremely turbulent. Facing the bright moon in the east, he seemed to feel his mission.

On the map of the mountains and rivers in the fairy world, the sixty-four fairy brushes are exactly the sixty-four falling fairy brushes with green stems and blue tips in the Shanhe Luoxian formation, including the falling fairy brush of Lan Shuang, one of the four sages of Yunque, a friend. Back then, he was absorbed into the Nine Wolf Map by Yun Diantian's mad blood demon formation in the Emerald Mausoleum, and now it is in his own hands.

Sixty-four Luoxian pens are in the dark night, the pen barrels are flowing with emerald brilliance, and the nibs are shining blue like gemstones. They are automatically distributed on the eighty-eighty-sixty-four star constellations in the mountain and river map of the fairy world, and naturally formed the original situation of the mountain, river and Luoxian formation, but they have not been activated yet.

The sixty-four Luoxian pens trembled slightly in the dark, making a slight whistle, and the tips of the pens all pointed to the east of Shenzhou, ready to be called at any time.

Seeing the map of mountains and rivers in the fairy world and the sixty-four falling fairy pens already eager to try in the dark, Liu Qianlang got up slowly, thinking again, only to see the silver brilliance outside him flickering for a while, and then he saw the silver brilliance on his head. Suddenly, a silver crystal crown made of glittering and translucent silver crystals appeared, and after a clattering sound outside the body, it was covered with a layer of silver crystal armor. This set of armor is the Nine Heavens Immortal Fate Armor that Liu Qianlang cherishes very much, and he put it on tonight.

Liu Qianlang's already stern face and slender figure, after wearing the Nine Heavens Immortal Fate Armor, stood on the top of a thousand zhang high cliff, his body was full of silver, dancing endlessly, surrounded by clouds and mist, like a parade in the heaven The fairy kings of the earth are generally mighty and upright. The only downside is that the fairy shoes on his feet are too plain. But Liu Qianlang didn't care about these things, he lowered his head to examine, his eyes were deep and his face was serious.

Turning around, he glanced at the Sun Moon Palace where he had lived for less than ten days, and then his figure flickered, turning into a silver rainbow and falling onto the map of mountains and rivers in the fairy world. Then two divine lights full of mysterious power shot out from both eyes, which melted into the picture of mountains and rivers in the fairy world and sixty-four falling immortal brushes. hurricane. Immediately, I saw Liu Qianlang stepping on the map of mountains and rivers in the fairy world and suddenly shot toward the earth, the eastern sky, and the seven moons. Liu Qianlang roared away.

"Boom! Boom!"

It was already noon when Yun Zhongzi and Liu Qianlang returned from the second level of the Earth Immortal. Without taking a break, they immediately gave orders to the head of the sect and dealt with some mountain gate affairs. By the time they finished their work, it was already nightfall. Sitting cross-legged and doing breath adjustment for a short time, Yun Zhongzi took a bath and went to bed, ready for a good night's sleep. In any case, the group in the second level realm today was safe and sound, and everything was quite satisfactory, and the heart that had been hanging for many days was finally let go.

Yun Zhongzi was in a good mood, lying on the bed, briefly thinking about the arrangements for the next day, and even recalled the beautiful appearance of Marquis Longyunshan in the second level for a while, and then fell asleep quickly with a smile on his face.

But in his sleep, Yun Zhongzi suddenly felt thunderous sounds coming from the eastern sky. The sound was like thunder, but it was not thunder. It was like the sound of magic blades fighting.

Yun Zhongzi sat up in a huff, horrified in his heart, and thought to himself, could it be that something strange happened in the east again? Fortunately, according to the sound, it should not be in the area where Longyun Mountain is located. But Yun Zhongzi didn't feel sleepy anymore, he hurriedly adjusted his clothes, and then ran to a high cliff of Tai Cang Peak.

Yun Zhongzi fell down in the dark night sky, looked left and right, and there were already many shadows standing darkly on the high cliff. Seeing Yun Zhongzi coming, those nearby greeted him one after another.

Yun Zhongzi looked towards the east following everyone's line of sight, and saw seven huge blood moons almost covering the eastern sky. Against the background of deep red, a huge inexplicable ocean of one hundred thousand appeared under the seven red moons. The waves in the ocean are turbulent, and there are many mountains and islands standing in it. Sixty-four dragons with blue heads and emerald bodies brave the wind and waves in the ocean, sometimes lurking, sometimes revealing their huge dragon bodies, constantly impacting and floating in the whirling waves. Seven blood moons over the sea.

The sixty-four blue-headed emerald-colored dragons are regularly divided into eight groups, and each group of eight will attack in turn. Every time they attack, the brilliance of the eight dragons will dim, and then fall into the sea, and then the next attack The group continues. Then when the giant dragon that fell back into the sea regained its strength, it continued again and again, which was extremely spectacular.

And under the attack of the sixty-four giant dragons in those seven rounds of blood moon, it seemed that the bloody brilliance was gradually fading.

At the same time as the sixty-four giant dragons were attacking, a god warrior wearing silver crystal armor stood in the middle of the huge ocean, with his back facing the direction of Yun Zhongzi and others, waving a red giant sword in his hand. The sword kept slashing towards the seven blood moons, and every time it slashed, it made the rumbling sound that Yun Zhongzi heard before.

At the same time, the waves in the sea were also higher than the waves, rapidly washing away the seven blood moons, and the whole scene was horrifying and spectacular.

Who would that godlike being be? Dare to challenge the omen of the eight vaults, the seven out of the bright moon! Since it is in Dongtianyu, it is the area where Wenyang Palace is located, presumably it should be a member of Wenyang Palace. This person is really terrifying. He actually has such strength to fight against the strange celestial phenomena that contain the power of infinite demon spirits.

Ordinary people don't even have the strength to connect to the eight ominous celestial phenomena, let alone contend with it. Such a person can be called a god of earth immortals. Yun Zhongzi sighed while watching, his spiritual consciousness had already flown away like lightning, and he was looking for the location of the master Liu Qianlang. It is impossible for him not to know about such a big movement in Eastern China. Now Yun Zhongzi hopes to find Liu Qianlang as soon as possible, and explore together the consequences of the scene in front of him and how to deal with it.

But to Yun Zhongzi's surprise, after searching and analyzing with his spiritual sense, he did not find the head master Liu Qianlang, but tracked down a sealed cloud. Yun Zhongzi saw a small group of clouds slowly drifting towards him, his consciousness swept away, he was suddenly startled, and immediately knew who the god-like figure was.

At this moment, Yun Zhongzi regretted for a while. When he broke up with the head during the day, the head was anxious to go back to the Sun Moon Palace, and he should have felt that he must have some important things to do. According to the past habit, he always had to sit in the main palace of the head of the sect for a while, and then leave after listening to some reports on the affairs of the sect, but this time... alas! Yun Zhongzi sighed.

Under the glance of Yun Zhongzi's spiritual sense, in addition to the things related to the affairs of the mountain gate sealed in the mist, there is another letter, which contains only a few numbers, but Yun Zhongzi is terrified and has mixed feelings: Junior brother, go The omens of breaking the eight vaults and the bright moon come out seven times, in order to tear each of the eight omens. If he dies, brother will be the head of the sect, and fulfill the Xuanling's grand wish!

Each omen of the eight omens contains infinite power of demon spirits. At the same time, each omen is also a magic formation. The magic power contained in it is beyond the reach of ordinary mana! ?

"Who is that person? He's so mighty, he dared to deal with Tongyue Qichu! Admire! Admire!" said an elder beside Yun Zhongzi, nodding his head.

"It should be a member of Wenyang Palace. Regardless of whether people from other sects have such strength, naturally they will not ask for such danger for Wenyang Palace!" Another elder said.

"Look at this man's magic armor, the dragon in sixty-four directions, in the vast sea, it looks a bit like the legendary Shanhe Luoxian Formation. But this is unlikely, I heard that the core artifact and auxiliary artifact of the Eight Directions Immortal Formation They were all taken away by Yun Dian Tiankuang of the Hun Sha Sect, and then disappeared with his fall!" said an elder who seemed to be very knowledgeable.

"What do you think? Brother?" Lian Qingfeng, who had been standing beside Yun Zhongzi on the left, asked Yun Zhongzi's solemn expression.

Hearing this, Yun Zhongzi put the cloud into his sleeve, glanced sideways at his junior brother Lian Qingfeng, who is now an assistant government official, shook his head and said, "I hope he will be lucky!"

"Oh! Brother knows that person?" Lian Qingfeng asked with clear eyes, and then carefully examined the man in the magic armor who was still fighting for a while.

"It's not just that I know it, you know it too, he's the head!" Yun Zhongzi said in a low voice, afraid that other people around would hear it and cause a commotion. But Lian Qingfeng heard it very clearly, couldn't help but widen his eyes, and said after a long time: "You said that person is Liu, don't you? We have seen his armor at the Yibao Conference."

"Hush!" Yun Zhongzi nodded, signaling Lianchenzi to stop talking. Lian Qingfeng's expression of indifference just now was immediately covered with a layer of tension. Lian Qingfeng admired Liu Qianlang from the bottom of his heart. Aside from arranging myself to be one of the assistant elders of Tai Cang Peak, the most important thing is that this person is unrestrained and forthright, treats people fairly, and never puts on the airs of being the leader, which makes people like it very much.

"Bang! Bang!"

Suddenly, a louder sound came from the ears of everyone. Even though they were far away in the sky, they all felt the earth shaking for a while, and then they saw that the seven rounds of blood-colored red moons in the eastern sky were forcibly captured by the standing in the sea. The man in the magic armor shattered a round.

I saw pieces of blood moon fragments drifting in the sky of Dongtianyu, flashing with bright red colors, like dancing fireballs.

The waves in the sea were churning, and countless waves spiraled into the sky and fell on the fireballs one after another. The bright red color quickly faded, and then fell into the sea.

"Boom!" There was another burst of overwhelming noise. The second blood moon was chopped into pieces, followed by the third, four, and finally the sixth.

Due to the continuous flying of blood moon fragments, the original blue sea turned red, and eight or sixty-four blue-headed emerald dragons moved among them. It seems that the divine splendor is shining above the sea, and it is infinitely gorgeous.

"Tsk tsk!" Seeing this scene, everyone on Cangya let out bursts of praise.

While Yun Zhongzi and Lang Qingfeng were horrified, they were more surprised. The head of the sect was so powerful that he was able to shake the supernatural power of the powerful hell demon spirit, and he had infinite pride for the future of the Xuanling sect.