Chapter 1873 (1/2)

Wind like snow is very exciting.

This man is so good, his theories are one after another, and they are particularly persuasive.

In a word, she was convinced and was shocked.

Her faith has become more and more firm, if she reaches that level, jump out of the river of years, and then go back to the past, she will surely find her sister.

Although Feng Ruoxue was convinced, the theory was too shocking. She could not help looking at Jun Chen: ”you should not think that the leader of our sect is too strong and afraid that our leader will turn against you, so do you intend to deceive me?”

Jun Chen said, ”I said it. I just heard about it.”

The wind is like snow, biting my teeth in the dark.

She had an impulse to arrest the man, search his soul, get to know all his secrets and see if he is a liar.

Jun Chen looked at the direction of the South Gate of heaven: ”the spirit of the underworld has become weak, which has little impact on the three realms. You should be able to go in now. When you have time, you can chat next time, and leave first.”

Wind Ruoxue reminds: ”the spirit of the ghost in the heavenly palace is so vast that there must be evil corpses in the sky. You should do it yourself.”

Jun Chen nodded: ”thank you for reminding me.”

With that, Jun Chen left and came back to join ye feiye and others.

Wind like snow directly into the heavenly palace.

Ziyun and the four immortals followed closely.

After some arrangement, Jun Chen sent the others to Qingxuan. Only ye feiye and murongqing were left. The three also formed a team to cross the south gate and fly into the heavenly palace.

Ye feiye and murongqing are both Jinxian's peak accomplishments. Their strength is worse than Junchen's, but there is no doubt that their strength is comparable to the Immortal Emperor at the peak of Xuanxian.

It is worth mentioning that the temples cannot be brought into it.

Just entered the South Gate of heaven, under the dark sky, there are little drops of fairy light, dimly illuminating a corner of the heavenly palace, so that the three people can see clearly the picture of the area hundreds of miles in front of them.

At the eye's eye is a piece of dilapidated. The Diao Liang Huadong and Xiantai pavilions in the South Gate of heaven are all broken, broken walls and turned into ruins. They are decadent and decadent, and have no vitality.

One after another, Tiangong stars hit the ground, boundless, emitting amazing temperature.

Above the ruins, there are immortal and divine remains everywhere.

There are countless pieces of fairy hall suspended between heaven and earth, as dense as a garbage heap.

There are pieces of magic weapons everywhere.

It can even sense the terrible smell of the relic.

There was a bright moon hanging low in the sky. It was huge. It was at least 500 Li in diameter, but it was cut into two parts by a sword. It was hung on the East and west sides of the south gate, dim and weak.

Deep, dark red smoke rolling, never die out.

The ground under my feet has been torn apart.

It's a terrifying picture. It makes your scalp numb.

The four grew up on earth and heard about the heavenly palace, but what they saw at the moment was totally different from what they had imagined.

It can be imagined that not only has this place been polluted, but also a world shaking war has taken place.

One thing can be sure is that the Tiangong is vast, at least as large as the entire Eastern Star region, and the higher it goes inside.

And it's an independent world.

Ye Fei said coldly, ”there are at least three saints who have fought here.”

”One with sword, one with fist, one with palm print.”

Jun Chen nodded: ”at least it's the strength of Dacheng saints, and two of them are the corpses of the Ming clan. Moreover, the corpses of the Ming clan may be in the heavenly palace. Be careful.”

Half an hour later, the three men crossed an area of millions of miles, and a black Tianhe was in front of them,

the Tianhe was boundless, boundless and boundless, surrounding the Tiangong covering area.

The dark water of Tianhe, which is as black as ink, is boiling and roaring. The rolling spirit of ghosts and Demons spreads out. Through this evil gas, countless bodies are seen rolling in the water.

These corpses exude terrible ferocity.

All of them are the corpses of the God King and the Immortal King. After thousands of years of erosion by the ghost spirit, the corpses have been decayed and began to appear.

After watching for a while, a more terrible pressure came from the upstream, far away, and the corpse was lying in the center of Tianhe, which was about 100000 miles across. However, the terrible pressure came and the four people all changed their faces.

Especially Murong Qing, whose strength is weak, is even softer. If it was not for Jun Chen's support, she would have knelt down.

”What a terrible breath It's more terrible than the tyranny of the Immortal King and the God King. Is that the corpse of the final level Murong Qing was frightened, and her delicate body was soft, and she was in a cold sweat.

Jun dust eyes obscure way: ”Xianzu's half Saint corpse.”

Murong Green cherry lips open big, but a word also can't say, chest violent ups and downs, supporting clothes to crack.