The ladder is so scary that only strong people cannot climb it. After several failures, several people died or were seriously injured, and the remaining strong people never dared to try it again.
"Hmph, you are not overestimating your own capabilities," the Prince of Daxia couldn't help but snorted. A terrifying wave of energy appeared on his body. His head was dizzy, and he was like an immortal. He climbed up and went straight into the depths of the Heavenly Palace.
The Flower Fairy, on the other hand, smiled cleverly, moved her lotus steps lightly, and entered the heavenly palace like an auspicious cloud.
In addition to these people, there are also some strong people who have successfully entered. There are five or six people who have entered in total.
"Anyone else want to try?
If not, please leave." From the depths of the Heavenly Palace, the faint voice of the Saint of Peace came, dreamlike and erratic.
"What is the connection between this Holy Lady of Ping An and Hongmeng Taoist Master?
What did Taoist Hongmeng leave here in Ping'an City back then, and what was her purpose?"
Below, Luo Tian frowned slightly. He didn't want to wade into this muddy water. He just wanted to cause chaos in the wilderness, so as to reduce the pressure on the world of immortals and gods. At the same time, he was looking for Zhutian Hongying. He really wasn't in the mood to discuss the truth here. Besides,
The Daxia prince seems to have a secret treasure on his body that can sense his own existence.
"I'm so ashamed that I can't board the ladder to heaven. Look, the ladder to heaven is about to be closed," someone said sadly.
I saw large characters like clouds suddenly appearing above the white jade ladder.
"The road of Taoism," Luo Tian's heart suddenly shook when he saw these words.
"What is this word?"
Luo Tian couldn't help but lost his voice, because these words were the same as the ancient Chinese calligraphy on the other side of the starry sky. How could they appear in the wilderness?
"Tch, boy, don't you even know these words?
This is the text passed down by Hongmeng Taoist Master. As long as you understand it thoroughly, you can improve your cultivation. Unfortunately, few people can understand it. It is full of mysteries." A young man next to him has black horns and holds a folding fan. If
It's not the horn on the head, but it can be regarded as Yushu Linfeng. With this horn, it looks a bit nondescript.
"Boom——" Luo Tian's figure suddenly rose into the sky and reached the ladder to heaven.
"Hey, someone is climbing the ladder again. It seems that there is still someone who is not determined to give up. He actually jumped over. Doesn't he know how difficult this ladder is? Once something unexpected happens, there will be no room for survival." Seeing someone
It was so, the people below couldn't help but exclaimed.
"He actually -" The guy with horns on his head couldn't help but be stunned. He didn't expect that the young man next to him was a master. Thinking of the disrespectful words just now, he was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat.
"It's so heavy." Luo Tian finally realized how terrible this ladder was. He felt like several ancient sacred mountains were pressing down on him, and at the same time, his soul was about to leave his body.
With the sound of "swipe", Luo Tian could only feel that from the depths of the Heavenly Palace, the eyes of the Yin Ling Young Master looked over, mysterious and unfathomable, while the Saint of Tian'an showed a surprised look, especially that of the Daxia Prince.
, frowning, he sensed a familiar aura from Luo Tian's body.
The ladder to heaven disappeared, and Luo Tian went straight into the depths of the heavenly palace.
"How do you call fellow Taoists?
Please enlighten me, "Although Saint Ping An was just born, she knows the wilderness very well, but she thinks she has never seen Luo Tian.
"In the next wilderness, when I passed by Ping'an City and saw the Saint, I was so shocked that I couldn't help but climb up the ladder to heaven. I hope you'll forgive me." Luo Tian had already used the Thousand Transformation Techniques to change his appearance. At this moment, Chong
The Saint of Peace bowed slightly and smiled.
"Fellow Taoist, you're welcome. You don't need to praise your skin. If you can climb the ladder to heaven, you are indeed qualified to enter this palace. Please take a seat." Saint Ping'an seemed a little uncomfortable with Luo Tian's words. After all, Luo Tian had some
There's a sense of ridicule in it.
Luo Tian didn't care, nodded, and sat down where Saint Ping An pointed out.
This palace is extremely large in scale, with auspicious clouds rising and mist rising. Everywhere there is an existence like a fairy banquet, far apart from each other.
"You seem to be an old friend of mine. I feel something about your physique. I'm afraid it's not as simple as a villager in the mountains." The prince of Daxia in the distance stared at Luo Tian with his eyes like a magic lamp and said calmly.
"Oh, what old friend, tell me, see if I recognize him," Luo Tian smiled slightly and said indifferently. He used the Five Elements Altar to hide his aura. He didn't expect that this prince of Daxia could actually have
There was a hint of emotion, which surprised him a little.
Hua Xianzi also stared at Luo Tian and frowned slightly. She had a feeling, but the feeling was vague and absent, making her a little unsure.
"Hmph, he's just a mountain villager, does he deserve to be in a place like this?
Get out." At this time, the Yin Ling young master picked up the wine glass and poured it on Luo Tian. Immediately, the wine was like a river of water, covering Luo Tian, mixed with this person's
Supernatural powers.
“If you tell me to leave, will I leave?
Do you think this is the Holy Mountain of Yinling?
If you want to fight, come to me and die," Luo Tianqu flicked his finger, and immediately, Na Gua Tianhe collapsed, and at the same time, he shouted coldly.
"You're looking for death!"
Who is the young master of Yin Ling? The young master of the Yin Ling Holy Mountain. He used the Four Saints to carry him out. He was respected wherever he went. He had never been so provoked. His eyes were as dark as night. Suddenly, he sank.
He came down, with murderous intent in his eyes, he stood up and walked towards Luo Tian.
"Young Master Yin Ling, this palace is not suitable for fighting. Can you give me some face? We will talk about it later," Saint Ping An spoke slowly at this moment, her voice was extremely clear, but it was full of majesty.
"Okay, in that case, for the sake of the saint, I will let you live a little longer. When you leave this palace, you will definitely die. Enjoy this short time," Young Master Yin Ling glanced at Ping An
The Saint suppressed the anger in his heart and said coldly. He knew that Saint Ping An was not simple, and there was a murderous intention in this palace that made his heart palpitate. It really pissed off Saint Ping An, and he was afraid that he would suffer a thunderbolt attack.
hit.
"It's okay for your father to say this here, but not for you!"
Luo Tian picked up the wine glass, took a sip of wine, and said casually.
"Roar——" Young Master Yin Ling could no longer suppress the anger in his heart and attacked Luo Tian. His half-skeleton eyes were like black holes in the bottomless abyss, revealing endless soul-absorbing power.
Luo Tian rushed over like lightning.
"Are you afraid of the spiritual attack?"
Luo Tian snorted coldly, between his brows, swords of sequence rushed towards him and slashed at the young master Yin Ling.
This is a battle of spiritual consciousness. In fact, it is extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, your consciousness will be destroyed and you will become a zombie-like existence.