Chu Cheng didn't know whether this formation was a protective formation. However, whether it was a protective formation or a killing formation, it could stop the San Taoist. It can be seen that it was difficult to break through this formation.
But Liu Liu Liu directly broke the formation with one punch. Did Liu Liu Liu's attainment in the talisman formation reach an unfathomable level and instantly find the array eye. Or should he break the formation with force?
What kind of it is can prove the extraordinaryness of Liuliu.
Chu Cheng saw that Liu Liuliu's punch did not stop the formation with his own breath, because he had no breath, but a real breaking the formation.
"Six66666..." Liu66 turned his head and looked at Chu Cheng, shook his hand.
"You are indeed very six." Chu Cheng shook his head and smiled. This Liu Liuliu was too powerful, much stronger than him. If it weren't for the blood flowing that Liu Liuliu realized that he was Mo Chen's cultivation, then
The battle continues, and the person who is defeated is himself.
After all, this is a puppet refined by Wang Wuxin. It is one of the rare strange people in the world. It is very despicable and truly immortal.
He was able to fight against the Taoist San to escape unstoppable, at least Chu Cheng is not good now.
Chu Cheng looked ahead, and it was still a palace. But this was the most magnificent palace he had seen here.
A step is thousands of layers, and it goes straight into the hall. Ten real dragons in the hall are vivid and climb along the ten directions.
This is the place where all the immortals worship.
Liuliuliu took the lead in, and Chu Cheng followed closely behind without any hesitation.
They two stepped into the steps one after another.
When Chu Cheng stepped on this first step, he felt a strong wind blowing.
Under the wind, Chu Chengyi's whirls rustled. In a trance, he saw the flow of time.
That is the reversal of time, the reversal of time. It is like paintings, and also like sand.
That chapter of history seems to have been turned page by page.
With each step of Chu Cheng, the scenery around him moves in the same order.
It is still in this magnificent palace, there are still thousands of steps, and there are still rows of fruit on both sides of the steps.
It becomes not a palace or a stairs. It just blooms and falls from the trees, and bears fruits.
Chu Cheng walked step by step, staring at these screens until he climbed the last second step.
The heaven and earth are suddenly swaying, and the sound of the wind is no longer rolling.
In the distance, bells ring from far away, but it is extremely vast.
Chu Cheng stopped, and in a trance, he saw footsteps behind him
rise.
Liu Liuliu walked onto the top of the stage early, and there was no one behind him. How could there be any other sound?
Chu Cheng looked back and saw someone coming from below.
It was an old man, wearing an official robe, with white hair and majestic aura.
It was not just the old man walking below, but a hundred people. The momentum of these people was magnificent, like a world.
The aura of these people was hidden, but Chu Cheng felt that it was dozens or even hundreds of times stronger than the San Taoist!
"Is it an illusion? Or did these people come to the top on this stairs?" Chu Cheng's eyes also shrank when he saw these figures. But he was not panicked because he knew that these people were non-existent people.
"The chapter of history has been turned over." Li Shanling's voice sounded.
He also saw this scene.
"The aura of these people, each of them has reached the peak of the world, and they are afraid they are all destroyed! There are so many mysterious destruction powers in that era, which are extremely rare in the nine heavens and ten earths...
.” Li Shanling also took a breath, more than a hundred people were there.
Nowadays, the combined power of the four great realms of the realm of destruction is probably less than a hundred.
"That era is an era of taboos after all." Chu Cheng turned his head, withdrew his gaze and spoke softly.
The power of taboos can be indestructible. Now, the nine heavens and ten earths are in myths and legends, and have become history. The realm of destruction is already a person who has reached the top.
Chu Cheng raised his foot and stepped out towards the upper steps. Suddenly, the bell sounded again.
He slowly turned around, but could not see the hundreds of people, but saw Liu Liuliu in white robe standing below.
"Liu Liuliu?" Chu Cheng's eyes narrowed, and the above six Liuliu actually returned to the bottom.
The bell passed away and the strong wind blew again, making Chu Cheng unable to open his eyes.
The wind also disappeared quickly. When Chu Cheng opened his eyes, he found that Liu Liuliu's figure was no longer there. When he turned around, he saw Liu Liuliu standing above and looking at him.
"Pretending to be a ghost." Chu Cheng was helpless and elusive, and his other foot stepped on the last step, along with Liuliu.
When he was completely standing at the top of the steps, the wind came again, and another chapter was turned up.
The world is blurred, and there is only the person in front of you. It was a man in white, looking very handsome, like the bright moon in the sky.
He stood in front of Chu Cheng, looked up at the sky, and sighed softly.
"Justice and righteousness, both
Who is righteous? This destiny, destiny... What is the destiny of heaven?"
The tone is melancholy, a little lonely, and a little regretful.
"Donghua...Immortal King..." Chu Cheng's body was also shocked after hearing the next voice.
Unexpectedly, he saw the scene where the Immortal King of Donghua once stood here on the top of this stairs.
This is an existence comparable to a taboo, and he has already asked about the destiny of heaven. He is no longer here in the world and cannot be encountered by the world. However, Chu Cheng saw the style of the Immortal King in the past.
The wind passed away again, and the figure in white clothes disappeared. Only Liuliu left.
Liu Liuliu pointed inside and spoke, "Where... Liuliu."
After saying that, Liu Liuliu walked into the inner side. It was the hall. As soon as he entered it, Chu Cheng saw a nine-clawed dragon chaise. The immortals once worshiped the Immortal King here, but now as the years pass, it is
Empty.
Liuliu came to the dragon chaise in one step, reached out and pressed the carving of the dragon head in the dragon chaise, and a creaking sound came from the jade wall behind.
An extremely strong smell of blood came to his face, which made Chu Cheng frown.
Liu Liuliu looked at the blood-red light inside, and a different look appeared on his expressionless face.
It looks like a person's fearful expression.
On the other side, San Taoist, led Qin Wanyao and Lu Songxian, had already passed through the seventh formation, and was still some distance from the eighth formation.
The Sandaoist's face was a little pale. The difficulty of cracking the seventh formation was beyond his expectations and took a lot of time.
"Damn it! If Mo Chen was practicing here, I wouldn't have to work so much." Sandao Ren cursed in his heart.
As they continued to approach the central area, Sandao Ren also became alert. Because here, not only them were the group.
The Taoist San was also angry when he remembered that he was attacked by someone a few days ago. The mysterious man was extremely powerful and his body movement was extremely strange. He could not hurt the man with all his strength.
"Who is that person? I kept calling Liu Liu Liu. Could it be... he is..." San Taoist suddenly thought of something, and his face changed suddenly.
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