Indeed, not all people in the upper world are evil, there are also good and pitiful people.
But the same is true in the mortal world, and there are even more poor people without power. Before Su Xinghe comes out, won't he always be a fish of luck that is harvested by the upper world?
How come on the other hand, poor people become unique to you in the upper world?
Fang Ping laughed coldly:
"You're right, but I'm not wrong either."
After finishing speaking, the group of people quickly disappeared without a trace of their figures, only the air echoed and rippled.
The upper world is much larger than the mortal world, but fortunately, the terrain is only a floating island, which is only divided into large and small squares. Fang Ping flew for four hours according to the instructions before arriving.
When passing through the vast sea of clouds and mist, the translucent star whale jumped up suddenly, and a brilliant, gorgeous, complex building built in the void appeared before our eyes.
It was exactly the same as what Fang Ping had "seen before".
"Here we go, the sky loft."
The Sky Loft does not rely on the floating island, it just stands in the sky out of thin air, and the mysterious power makes it suspended here.
The majestic building volume looks extremely small in the boundless sky. Viewed from a distance, the splendor of the attic reflects the sun, like a huge fairy pavilion.
Its internal layout presents an ethereal and mysterious feeling. Walking up the stairs leading to the upper floor, you can glimpse exquisite gardens, in which strange and mysterious plants grow, all of which have never been seen in the world.
Within the layers of gardens, there are some elegant and small ornamental spiritual pets. They are very smart and sensitive. They jump and dance around the flowers, making people want to touch their soft hair. The air in the attic is so sweet.
Tranquility and tranquility, as if time has lost its meaning here.
Each room has its own unique style, combining exquisite layout and magnificent decoration. A woman stood by the window, overlooking the entire upper world, feeling an indescribable joy and comfort.
Suddenly, the woman looked startled, and an expression of fear gradually spread across her face:
"Azuki Bean!"
The woman screamed, turned around and walked downstairs.
She went to call someone.
But in the end, Mo Yi was one step faster, stepping into the sky loft, flicking his sleeves, turning his true energy into physical strength, and rolled the former back.
And said warmly:
"Hello."
The woman was stunned for a moment, and then became even more frightened. The cultivation level of this man in white was no weaker than those of the great immortals!
Afterwards, Fang Ping, Li Hanyi, Sikong Changfeng, Baili Dongjun and others jumped into the window one after another. Qi Tianchen used Taoism to erase the traces and aura as before.
Although it cannot completely block the Qi movement, it is very useful to delay time and confuse the judgment of the immortals.
They have done this all the way, which is enough to prove the effect.
"Doudou..."
The woman was too frightened to speak and called Huang Doudou in a low voice.
The latter kept apologizing, saying that if he had not gone out to look for opportunities, he would not have led the wolf into the house.
At the same time, Fang Ping completed his observation through the window and the door crack, and confirmed that there were only female relatives in the attic, and there were no immortals stationed there. Moreover, their cultivation levels were not high, and they were at the peak of the spiritual realm.
He was completely unaware of the intruders from the Mystic Realm of Divine Movement.
"There is something to note."
Fang Ping opened his mouth to remind:
"There are six faint rays in the attic, the direction is the six immortal palaces except Pojun.
"This may be the reason why the attic floats in the air and does not fall. Remember to disturb the beam when you wait for action."
The Sky Loft is located on the nearest connection line to the seven immortal palaces, which is exactly what Fang Ping had thought of before.
Logically speaking, there should have been a seventh ray in the attic before, but the Immortal Palace was destroyed by the Sword God and could no longer provide energy for this place.
Qi Tianchen looked at Mo Yi:
"Junior brother, I leave it to you."
The latter nodded, put his hands together in front of his chest, then slowly separated them, and an illusory Bagua opened.
"What exactly are you going to do...?"
The woman asked in fear.
Her name was Fairy Yanhe, and she and Huang Doudou were both members of Wenquxianzun. She had just learned the identity of these bandits, and saw that they were behaving strangely, and suspected that they wanted to destroy the entire sky attic.
While Mo Yi was casting the spell, Fang Ping raised his index finger in front of his lips, making a silent gesture:
"Keep your voice down, you don't want others to find out, right?"
"..."
The next moment, Mo Yi raised his palm high and threw the huge bagua out, covering the entire sky attic in an instant.
The inside and outside seemed to be shielded by this gossip door. Strangely, the hundreds of people living in the building were not aware of it.
"That's enough. Unless the Immortal finds this place directly, all means of detecting and transmitting information will be useless."
Mo Yi confidently said.
"Well," Sikong Changfeng's lips curled up slightly, "Then, it's time to chat with the ladies."
There are so many female relatives in the attic. It is impossible for every one of them to be the weak point of the Immortal Lord. They need to be carefully screened.
...
the other side.
Amidst the majestic floating clouds, a powerful army of immortals was passing by like the wind. Their luxurious clothes rustled in the wind. Their eyes were firm and cold, as if they were looking for some important target.
On their path, floating islands retreated and cracked, and the ownerless spiritual beasts lowered their eyebrows under the pressure of the immortals, wailing and shivering.
A floating island is particularly eye-catching. It presents an industrial mirror-like architecture, with rigid and fine lines outlining its beam structure, making it appear particularly strong.
The spiritual beasts on this floating island are also very special. They are thick and strong, and their shape is as stretched as a dragon. When you stretch your waist, you can feel the incomparable violent aesthetics. They guard this special floating island, blue
His pupils were deep and cold, but now he could only lie on the ground and close his eyes nervously.
When thousands of troops passed by, the floating islands and spiritual beasts trembled slightly under the strong pressure of the immortals, as if they were afraid of this passing huge wave.
The immortals stopped and stared at this place coldly, as if waiting for it to show something on its own.
"Hoot vomit—"
A guardian beast on the empty island roared, as if reporting.
Among the six immortals, only Wenqu had the magical power to understand idiosyncrasies. She nodded slightly:
"No, continue searching."
The army set off again in great force.
After a long time, the immortal scout finally found the clue and reported it.
The Sixth Immortal Lord flashed and led his scouts to the place where the clue was found - an unnamed and desolate island.
It was exactly where Fang Ping and others discovered Huang Doudou!
The tip of Greedy Wolf Immortal's nose moved slightly:
"It does have their scent...but it's very small, very mixed, and there seems to be something else."
"useless."
Along the way, they found many similar "traces". They knew that those mortals passed through this place, but they used some means to confuse the Qi machine to avoid tracking.
It stands to reason that with the six immortals gathered together, various methods and magic weapons emerge in an endless stream. Even with the weakest aura, they can follow the clues and find the target.
Why delay this?
In fact, the Immortal Lord did it deliberately and moved it for the overall situation!