Reverend Insanity: Hundred and eighty-ninth: Tomb of the Holy Land
Fang Yuan is of course an exception.
Fang Yuan sounded, Fang Yuan had been prepared for it. He was able to deal with the magic sound at the beginning, and now he is even easier.
Under the influence of the magic sound, the traces of the same genre in the seventh layer began to condense, forming a large piece of brilliant color, no longer as complicated and trivial as before.
"So spectacular!" Lu Wei lamented sincerely, "Uh ..."
The next moment, he saw Fang Yuan take out to the thief nest fairy house.
Sneak Road Murder!
Big swaths of track marks were stolen directly, and the corresponding nine-turned immortal materials were formed in the thief nest.
These nine-turned immortals are very simple, with only one kind of trail mark, which is of great value.
Liu Wei couldn't help his tongue because he saw it for a moment.
He conservatively estimates: Just just a dozen breaths, Fang Yuan harvested at least three nine-turn immortals!
Nine Turns to Immortals!
This is too easy, right?
Fang Yuan and Lu Weiyin traveled all the way, wherever they went, a large area of Dao marks disappeared.
The original splendid and magnificent scenery is like being swallowed by a giant rat. Everywhere Fang Yuan came, there was a blankness and darkness.
Lu Wei's eyes were a little red because of his eyes.
Fang Yuan's gains and benefits have made him jealous.
"It was sent, it was completely sent out! This is the first time I have seen that someone can so easily harvest the massive Nine Turns of Immortality!" Lu Weiyin kept muttering.
He can't estimate how many nine-turn immortals Fang Yuan has harvested.
In short, there are many, many, quite a lot.
Going all the way, the two finally reached the entrance of the eighth floor.
Fang Yuan's face was pale, and he had been stealing the thief's nest, and the load was not small. Especially in terms of Xianyuan, it is very expensive.
Lu Weiyin is a little worried: "Master Fang Yuan, please also pay attention to your Xianyuan reserve."
"Why not." Fang Yuan smiled slightly. "I have Tianyuanbao Huanglian with eight turns."
Liu Wei couldn't help but stagnate because of hearing the words, and then said, "It's awesome, it's awesome. It's worthy of being Fangyuan."
At the entrance, Fang Yuan once again took three roads.
A road is golden and translucent. This is the path of luck left by Juyang Xianzun once walking.
The road is dark and horrifying, and the intention of killing is pervasive. This is the remnant of the soul channel left by the ghost deities when entering the eighth floor.
A road is plain and simple. It is the road to the paradise of paradise.
Lu Weiyin originally prepared the means to enable him to embark on the road of happy land.
But with a wave of Fang Yuan's hand, the thief's nest was launched, and all three roads were swallowed up and completely disappeared.
A large number of nine-turned immortals were produced.
Lu Wei moved her lips, but she didn't say anything at all. She silently followed Fangyuan into the eighth floor.
Nothingness!
The immense and immense nothingness is like the ** giant sea.
Fang Yuan and Lu Wei who enter here are just two water bugs in the sea, extremely small.
Fang Yuan once came in, and he was extremely impressed here.
In the boundless nothingness, thousands of worlds are constantly born and died, deducing new brand-new Taoist marks.
He went to the ninth level, but failed.
This piece of nihilism is obviously the mystery of the virtual way. Fang Yuan did not have the accomplishments of the virtual way at that time, and he could not escape the entrance of the ninth floor at all.
And this time, he came prepared.
His virtual realm has also reached the rank of Grand Master.
Immediately, Fang Yuan tried to urge the virtual road means.
"Huh?" Fang Yuan raised his eyebrow slightly the next moment, "The nothingness here seems to be different from what I had before."
But where did the specific difference come from? Fang Yuan couldn't tell.
Although he has made great progress in virtual roads, there is still a long way to go before he can explore the layout of Wuji Mozun on the eighth floor.
"Come with me." Lu Wei promptly identified a direction and led the way forward as he urged a killing move.
Fang Yuan followed Lu Wei in his illness.
On the way, he saw the worlds again and again, and he continued to live and die.
But unlike before, these worlds are also flying in the void at the same time. No matter what the world is, it's all going in the same direction.
Fang Yuan's calculations have finally achieved results.
He calmly said: "I see, this nothingness is shrinking. When the last moment is reached, all the world, all the traces of heavenly Taoism will be compressed together and integrated. Is this the layout of Promise? /
Lu Weiyin shook his head: "I only know the position of the loess world. We must pass as soon as possible."
The two immortals flew for a long time, and finally saw their destination.
"This is ?!" Lu Wei was shocked because he saw not only the loess world, but also the great world left by two savage, Yuanlian lotus.
Fang Yuan narrowed his eyes: "The three worlds have merged with each other. Not only that, there are many other small worlds around the three worlds."
These worlds run wild in nothingness.
Each world is like a bubble, and the three worlds are the largest bubbles, each of which is blue, yellow, and red. The three worlds meet each other and are located in the most zhongyāng. On the periphery, there are a large number of small bubbles, each attached to the surface of the three worlds.
"Oops, please look at me!" Lu Wei looked anxious because he was pointing at the big yellow bubble.
Fang Yuan cast his eyes and saw that the Loess World was suffering a combined onslaught from the other two worlds.
Fang Yuan and Lu Weiyin can easily perceive that the battle situation inside is very fierce, even if the outside of the bubble is blurred. Especially where the three worlds meet, floating bodies are everywhere, and this is where the three parties compete fiercely.
"Sir, with the means of me, the Loess World will not isolate us. We will support it!" Lu Weiyin, like a meteorite, rushed in first.
Fang Yuan followed closely, and his body covered with a layer of yellow light like Lu Weiyin.
It is this layer of yellow light that allows the two to easily penetrate the bubble wall and enter the loess world.
Overlooking the entire world, the first thing that attracts Fang Yuan's attention is the huge mound of zhongyāng.
This mound is like a hill, and the mountain is unconventionally flat and smooth, like an artificial object.
But Fang Yuan can see the nature of the mountain at a glance: "This is one of the ten cemeteries? It ’s a huge cemetery."
On this unprecedented cemetery, there is a huge monument.
On the monument, there are only six big characters, the tomb of Celestial Master!
It seems that Lu Weiyin and Fang Yuan were both inducted, and the tomb of Letu suddenly shouted a magnificent beam of light.
The beam of light rushed towards Jiuxiao, like a giant pillar, and the battlefields were stagnant for a while, and countless eyes were attracted.
"The holy grave is shining, and the heavens and the earth can be learned. This is our saint's arrival!" After only a few breaths, the huge wave of cheering in the loess world was like a tsunami in Foshan.
The morale of the people in the Loess World was so strong that they roared and set off waves of counterattack háo.
Qinglian Great World.
This is a dojo created by Yuanxian Xianzun. Looking around, there are forest vegetation everywhere, green and unpredictable.
In this thick green world, there is a mountain in black and white.
A row of high-back seats are erected on the peak of the mountain, one by one.
The top two seats are empty, and Qin Dingling in heaven is only sitting in fourth place!
"Fang Yuan and Lu Weiyin, they really appeared!" After receiving the information, Qin Dingling snorted coldly.
During Fang Yuan's pursuit, Lu Wei actively assisted Fang Yuan because of his initiative, not only ambushing the ghost of Mozun, but also assisting Fang Yuan to escape.
Lu Weiyin is a descendant of the Happy Land of Southern Xinjiang. As a result, the cooperation intentions of Happy Land and Fang Yuan have been completely exposed.
The tomb of the lore, the most central place in the Loess World, is magnificent.
So it's not surprising that Lu Weiyin and Fang Yuan appeared here.
Qin Dingling gritted his teeth and whispered softly: "At present we mainly have two armies, one of which is aggressively attacking the Loess World, and the other is a partial division, which uses the demon to stand against the wild world, with the intention Restraint the power of Changshengtian. As for the other Xunxian, go to the other small worlds in pairs.
"Originally, both our side and Changshengtian were trying to annex the Loess World, but now Fang Yuan and Lu Weiyin have come, and the Loess World is no longer a piece of fat. If we are not careful, we may get caught in our teeth. . "
Speaking of this, Qin Dingling stood up and saluted to Xian Xian in the third seat: "Please also ask Master Ming Hao to allow his subordinates to control the city of God Emperor and personally go to the Loess World to command the main force and compete against Fang Yuan."
Qin Dingling was originally the leader of the heavenly court, but here he can only rank fourth, and he has to obey the three fairies above.
It's just that the first and second fairy are not here, only the third Minghao fairy controls the whole world.
From the appearance, this fairy Minghao is just a girl of three or four years old. She has pink and jade carvings, and her big eyes sometimes flash.
She blinked her big bright eyes, and pondered for a moment, "I have heard the name of Fang Yuan, but want to test him why you need to go out? Let them go" >
Speaking, the pink and tender little hand waved gently and flew out of a maggot.
This channel maggot flies all the way to the mountainside and falls in front of two magpies.
Neither of these two immortals are human, nor are they strangers.
One is a dead tree with a thin trunk, dense branches and uneven, but no green leaves, slender roots, hundreds of roots. The dead tree is called Muchalang.
The other is a long bamboo pole, green as jade, known as Artemisia annua.
Artemisia annua floats in the air, dangling and sleeping.
Muchalang is lying in a mountain recess, as if lying on a reclining chair. The roots of the tree were entangled and rested on the stone, as if the toes of a man were on a stool.
Muchalang first got the channel maggot and got up immediately.
He stretched out a branch and patted Artemisia annua: "Don't sleep, don't sleep, the sage has the order to convey it."
Artemisia annua was photographed dazzlingly and never fell to the ground.
He was awakened by a photo shoot, and stood upright, still suspended in the air: "I didn't expect that it was time for us to dispatch."
The two immortals immediately went down the mountain and led a group of men and women to the front.