Chapter 4 Nine Mans and Rebellion, Reincarnation collapse

In the early morning of the next day, many monks looked up at the sky. At this time, the sky was full of colorful colors, and it looked particularly beautiful. With the more colorful color, a dark red residual rainbow quickly faced the Tongtian Tower place where the Tongtian Tower was quickly facing the Tongtian Tower.

Rush. Everyone's heart is printed with a figure, that is, Yang Yang, the former immortal owner of the Western fairy.

On the top of the mountain of Ziyun Palace, where did Qin Ming stand in the direction where Yang Yangyuan went, and the tears in his eyes flowed again.

Deep in the demon world, a god of like a hundred feet fell on a huge sycamore tree. It was shouted directly towards the Tongtian Tower.

At the edge of the Tongtian Tower Baili, where is a red figure move towards the Tongtian Tower. Every time, the red makeup is a strong point, but every time, the monk's fairy resistance is the immortal obstruction.

The greater the power.

Three thousand steps, the distance of fifty miles. It is not the limit for the red -haired monk, but for the monk at the peak of Dengxian's period, as long as you can get a hundred steps, it is a big deal.

Two days later, the red -haired monk stopped in the thirty miles of Tongtian Tower. Now it is very difficult to stand there to take a step.

"It seems that this is much easier than I think."

Monki Red Hair stood there and murmured to talk to himself.

"Roar."

After a roar, there were several majestic momentum from the surroundings of the red -haired monk, and the force of the surrounding fairy obstruction was dispersed. In one step, the red -haired monk was already standing in the place where Tongtian Tower 29 miles.

After standing firmly, a red -haired monk flashed with a glimpse of golden mang. Behind him, a round of golden nine -mood graphics was displayed. Under the constant rotation, a large number of immortal power poured into the body of the red hair monk.

"Nine mangs are back, reverse reincarnation."

A vicissitudes came from the Tongtian Tower. But the sound did not let the red -haired monk hear it.

The red -haired monk walked towards Tongtian Tower step by step. With the migration of time, the golden nine nine behind the red hair monk stopped rotating, so it seemed unusually incomparable.

In the land of the sea, the nine Daxianzun. There is a round of mango behind each Xianzun. Except for the red -haired monk, the other eight are the highest ones.

The monk is a column. In just over 1,000 years, he has achieved nine mang, and it is also the only god -changing monk among the nine Daxianzun.

According to the record of the land of Canghai, there is still the existence of divine changes above the rectification period. Although the divine change period is already half a foot entering the fairy road, the monk's strength is not as good as the monk of the god change period.

Jiu Niu Yimao. The land of the sea is known as the peak of the road of Xianxian. It has not seen the monks who have seen the gods of the gods who have lived here for tens of thousands of years. Other monks are even more impossible to see.

Under the night, the red -haired monk stayed outside the Tongtian Tower Sanli.

Standing here, the red -haired monk slowly raised his head and glanced at the Tongtian Tower.

The octagonal ancient tower did not know how many thousand years of standing here. The copper bell on the tower has no wind directly, and a crisp sound sounds.

Monk of Red Hair put away his power, and the star behind the nine times disappeared.

Star Mang disappeared, the red -haired monk spit out the blood directly, and the blood mist floated in the air and did not fall on the ground. Instead, a few strange symbols were formed directly in the air.

Flashing away.

"It seems that my guess was confirmed once."

After the red -haired monk finished speaking, he reached out and took out a roll of ancient paintings.

This roll of ancient paintings is not large. There are only two slap size. The red -haired monk can fly directly into the air. Under the operation of the red -haired monk, unfold it directly in the air.

However, there is just a white curtain inside, and there is no ink. The flower curtain is getting bigger and bigger, but the time of a few interests has been unfolded. The red -haired monk is connected to the Tianda with a handle of the Tianda, which disappears.

There was a smile on the red hair monk's face, waved directly, and a powerful immortal force directly hit the entrance of the Tongtian Tower.

Squeak ,,,,

The wooden doors that do not know how many thousand years have been sealed directly. Even the wooden doors have not lacked a corner. You know, with the red -haired monk's current cultivation, this blow can directly kill a monk at the peak of Dengxian.

The eight Daxianzun in the sea cannot be preserved under this blow.

And this wooden door can withstand a blow from the red -haired monk.

The red -haired monk saw the wooden door open, and the red -haired monk directly thought that he had entered the Tongtian Tower. There was no other display in the tower. It was just that the two rows of wooden steps extended to the above layer.

Red Hair Monk wanted to let go of his own thoughts and take a look at the scene of the top of the tower. However, his god thoughts did not look at it. To be precise, his divine thoughts could only walk on this layer where he was

Then, then

The Red Hair monk saw that his thoughts could not be extended, which was his layer, and the divine thoughts he released were not complete. And on his side, it can be said that the entire layer was gathered endlessly with endless layers.

Gray mist.

The red -haired monk didn't think much, he was on the wooden steps leading to the second floor of the Tongtian Tower.

The first step, the two -order, the third order, the tenth level of the red hair, where the red -haired monk stands, and does not set foot on the eleventh level of the wooden steps.

Around him, it has now turned into another scene.

That was the scene where he set foot on the road of cultivation first, where the scenes showed where.

Twenty -eight level. The second fairyland, that was the moment he entered the Dancheng Palace.

Fifty -three steps. The third fairyland, that is the moment when he killed his ‘hand and foot’.

Eighth and nineteen.

The 100th level.

One hundred and twenty -nine levels. The land of the sea is the moment when you are alone.

At this time, among the eight floors of Tongtian Tower. Two monks and one stop, each of them wrapped in different fogs. One is a golden mist, and the other is a gray mist.

A monk was sitting in the center of the eight -layer wooden tower, which was full of endless gray fog. It made people feel unclear.

"You are here, the old man has waited here for more than 17,000 years."

The monks in the gray mist were sitting there, just like the portrait of the stone carvings.

"Waiting for me? Haha ,,,,,,, should I call you ancient or Douro."

Red -haired monks said slowly in the golden mist.

The monk sitting there heard the words of the red hair, and then moved his body.

"Ancient Road? Douro? These are not important, but one thing you need to know is that your life is within the calculation of the old man."

The red -haired monk didn't say anything after hearing it, but the end of the endless Xiao Kill was revealed.

Om ,,,,

With a clear music sound, the nine -way dynamics behind the red -haired monk directly broke out endless golden mang. The surrounding gray mist was also blown up one by one. The oldest old man in the gray mist directly revealed his true face, the whole person, the whole person, the whole person, the whole person, the whole person, the whole person

It looks like a skinny head, there is no body at all, it is a white bone.

"Sure enough, it's you, just solve it here today."

The red -haired monk said lightly, and did not answer the bone shelf sitting on the ground.

call,,,,,

It is also a great magic and fairy, but the power is several times larger than the red -haired monk.

Puff ,,,, the red -haired monk vomit blood. The flesh burst directly, leaving only one Yuan Shen floating in the air.

"The old man is working hard here for more than 17,000 years. The purpose is for you. As long as the old man swallows your Yuanshen, you can directly step through the reincarnation.

Zhenxian. You are just a pawn arranged in the reincarnation. If you want to fight with me, it's a dream. "

A Yuan God floating in the air, listening to the words of the old man, a touch of laughter flashed on his face.

"You calculate my life, at this most critical moment. It was planted in my calculations."

After hearing the red -haired monk's Yuanshen, he shot in directly, a golden golden mang, and fell directly into the hands of the red -haired monk.

Before the old man spoke, the red -haired monk crushed the golden mang in his hand. Instantly, the endless fairy power was burst, and the whole tower body was shaking around this moment.

On the top floor of the Tongtian Tower, a volume exudes the endless pins of the endless immortal ancient painting. On the rolling of ancient paintings, the endless rules are covered with the whole body of the Tongtian Tower.

In the center of the twelfth floor of the Tongtian Tower, a plate of ancient blue stone plates are placed there. When the text is densely engraved, when the power of the rules shrouded the entire tower, it directly starts to rotate quickly.

Twelve Tianjinzhu on the top is also in different ways to turn myself.

At the same time, the twelve Tianjinzhu directly released the endless eight -series fairy power, and the fairy force formed by the twelve sky against the bead directly sent a light track, which directly opened the partition between the top layer of the Tongtian Tower.

Around the ancient painting, twelve bronze circles were surrounded by bronze, and quickly moved.

On the top of the tower above the ancient roll, a crack was directly cracked, and the colorful Xiamuki was shot in it.

"Today is the way of the old man's climbing."

When the old man saw the colorful Xia Xia light, he waved directly to the red -haired monk's Yuanshen.

"Hahaha, mediocre people."

The red -haired monk's Yuanshen was directly caught in his hands by the old man. The red -haired monk was too late to think. From his own Yuanshen, a bright coffin was flying out of his own.

It became twenty -four, and 23 of them were caught by the old man.

The only Yuanshen, directly hit the reincarnation of the coffin floating in the air directly to the top of the tower.

"Haha, it's now. The old man Chengxian is right."

The old man stood on the eighth floor and watched what happened together and rushed directly to the scroll of ancient painting.

"Reverse Xianshu, split."
To be continued...