"What's going on?" Zuan looked down and saw some giants wielding axes to cut down Jianmu. They seemed to be warriors of the witch clan, and wanted to cut off Jianmu completely cut off the support of the Heavenly Court.
"Don't worry, Jianmu was born in heaven and earth, and it was not so easy to cut off. What should I worry about now is them." Xihe sneered.
As expected, mysterious and ancient characters lit up around Jianmu. They were not divine texts, but more advanced Taoist texts that were born with heaven and earth and contained the great way of the universe.
The light flashed, and the giants didn't even have time to scream, and they turned into ashes.
Zuan secretly smacked his tongue. These Taoist writings are so powerful, but unfortunately they can't remember them at all and cannot be copied. I think it's because the realm is not enough and I can't force it.
A ray of light came from front of him. Zuan and the other two had already produced Jianmu. He found that the white clouds were all under his feet. He was worried that he would fall down, but after trying it, he found that there was no difference from the earth, but it was a little softer.
He was secretly surprised in his heart that this should be the effect of some kind of magic array, but to maintain such a large range of the Heavenly Court, the scale and magic of the entire magic array were probably not possible now.
He looked up and saw a tall sky gate in the distance, with flying eaves and brackets. It looked tall and narrow, but he knew that it was just a visual effect. When he really arrived in front of the sky gate, even the largest existence in the world could easily accommodate it.
Behind the Tianmen, a large palace seemed to be built against the mountain, surrounded by clouds and mist, and various fairy birds were shuttled through the clouds, making them look more majestic and sacred.
"Is this the Heavenly Court?"
When he first came to the legendary Heavenly Court, Zuan felt a little excited, but now he was not in the mood to carefully look at the scenery of Heavenly Court, but instead looked towards the direction of Heavenly Court.
I originally thought that there were no gods in the Heavenly Court today. It was as large as the Lich War, and it seemed that the Heavenly Court was full of people.
But like today, there was still a group of heavenly soldiers and generals guarding the gate, especially the leader who was like a giant tower, with a giant mountain-opening axe in his hand, his eyes were like lightning, and he was vigilantly scanning the surroundings.
If Zuan and the other two hadn't deliberately hidden their bodies at the beginning, they would have probably discovered it at this time.
"That was Zhao Lingguan, the guardian of the Nantianmen. He was known as the best in the killing and attacking among the generals of the Nantianmen. Unexpectedly, he stayed here without participating in the war. He was in trouble." Xihe looked worried.
"Is he strong?" Zuan asked curiously.
"It's very strong. Even if I'm not injured, I may not be able to beat him." Xihe's expression became more and more serious. "It's a pity that the layout of the Heavenly Palace is a must-pass road."
The goddess of Wushan suggested: "Why don't I go and lead him away and you can take the opportunity to sneak in. After all, I am the daughter of the Red Emperor. If I have this relationship, even if I am caught, they will not make things difficult for me."
Now she no longer has much combat power, so it is more useful to enter the Heavenly Palace by Zuan and Xihe.
Zuan smiled and said, "Actually it's easy to get in. Is this Zhao Lingguan Di Jun's confidant?"
"Yes, my confidant, otherwise Di Jun wouldn't have arranged for him to stay here." Xihe nodded.
"That's easy." Zuan secretly complained that Zhuanxu, the Heavenly Emperor, was really a failure and was completely defeated by Di Jun.
As he spoke, Zuan's body blurred and he had turned into Di Jun's appearance the next second.
Seeing this scene, Xihe and Wushan Goddess seemed to be burned and jumped away directly to the side.
"Don't be afraid, it's me." Zuan said in his original voice.
The two goddesses looked weird and still a little unbelievable.
Zuan had to explain the matter about the Lord of Changes in Wansheng, and the two women felt relieved.
"Your skill is not serious no matter how you look at it." Xihe couldn't help but complain.
Before Zuan could explain, Zhao Lingguan had already noticed the abnormality here: "Who is there!"
Almost in an instant, a figure like an iron tower appeared in front of several people.
Zuan looked solemn and naturally hugged Xihe.
Xihe's face turned red. She knew that the other party was doing this to pretend to be more similar, so she didn't struggle.
After seeing Zuan, Zhao Lingguan's face changed: "Emperor, why are you here?"
"Xihe suffered a great injury, I will send her back to heal her wounds." Zuan said lightly.
Zhao Lingguan looked a little strange. He remembered that the relationship between Di Jun and Xihe had not been very good over the years. Has he been completely reconciled now?
Zuan didn't give him time to think, so he asked first: "There is nothing unusual about Zhuanxu."
Zhao Lingguan was indeed attracted by the attention: "Don't worry, Emperor, Zhuanxu is now being pressed by the Zhoutian Star Dou array and cannot make big waves."
Zuan was secretly frightened, but his face remained silent: "That's good, you can keep here. No one is allowed to go out of the heaven except me. The success or failure of my demon clan will be here."
Official Zhao Lingguan originally wanted to ask him if it would affect the situation of the war when he suddenly left. Seeing him saying this, he immediately stood at attention and said solemnly: "Don't worry, with me here, no one can pass the South Heaven Gate!"
Seeing the other party nodding with approval, Zhao Lingguan couldn't stop the smile on his lips. He thought that after defeating the witch clan this time, he might be able to upgrade to at least three levels.
In this way, Zuan took Xihe and the goddess of Wushan swagger into the heaven.
Seeing Zhao Lingguan still smiling and waving his hand to see him off, Xihe and the goddess of Wushan were both extremely strange in their faces. They thought that something as difficult as climbing to the sky was solved so easily by him.
This man is really incredible.
Zuan looked at a star field in the distance, where the stars were shining brightly, and countless planets could be seen vaguely rising and falling. Obviously Zhuanxu was trapped there.
Under rationality, rescuing Zhuanxu first had the greatest impact on the entire battle situation, but Zuan did not hesitate at all and rushed towards Di Jun's bedroom.
No matter which side wins the Lich War, it is not as important as saving Xiaoxi.
Under the leadership of Xihe, the three of them soon arrived at Di Jun's bedroom.
There were originally countless defensive formations here, but it was not difficult to break them out as Xihe.
Not long after, the three of them came directly to the main hall and the like.
As soon as I entered the main hall gate, I felt like I had entered another world.
The fairy spirit outside is floating and the fragrance is swaying, but here is gloomy and terrifying, with strange auras everywhere.
The three of them looked up and saw a pitch-black soul banner floating there above their heads, and all kinds of shrill and painful crying sounds were faintly heard inside. The emotions contained in those sounds could make people feel unstable.
Countless twisted faces flew out of the banner, but no matter how far they flew, they could not escape the shackles of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.
Zuan's eyes fell on the altar in the middle, and saw a delicate girl lying on it.
At this time, she seemed to be in a deep sleep, her skin was as pale as if transparent, and her whole body seemed to disappear at any time.
"Xiao Xi!" Zuan was shocked and angry. Di Jun was indeed using her to refine the Ten Thousand Soul Banner.
The girl on the altar had a trembling eyelash, but she did not wake up, but a trace of tears fell from the corners of her eyes.
The crystal tears fell to the ground, turning into a wisp of black air and instantly absorbed by the Ten Thousand Soul Banner in the air.