Long Xiaoshan stepped into the main hall of Xuanming Palace. The entire hall was like crystal casting, surrounded by ninety-nine and eighty-one dragon pillars.
On the top futon, a Taoist priest in green was sitting cross-legged, staring directly at the door. Long Xiaoshan's eyes met the Taoist's eyes, and his whole body tensed up, and he almost made a move.
But then, he reacted.
That man had no breath of life left.
Although his skin is crystal clear, his eyes are piercing, and you can even feel the aura of the avenue surrounding him, he is indeed dead and has no soul fluctuations.
Xuanming Tianjun!
Long Xiaoshan recognized him at a glance.
I had fought against the will of Xuanming Tianjun before at the Ice Coffin, so I was no stranger to him.
It seems that the legend is correct, Xuanming Tianjun is indeed enthroned in Xuanming Palace.
After thousands of years, his body remains immortal.
Of course, this is not surprising. The body of the Heavenly King is already the body of the Great Dao. If it is not destroyed by external forces, it will not be corrupted for hundreds of thousands or millions of years, let alone ten thousand years.
Long Xiaoshan walked slowly, and the entire hall was empty. Except for the corpse of Xuanming Tianjun, there seemed to be nothing else.
Long Xiaoshan came directly to Xuanming Tianjun.
There is a clearly visible large hole in Xuanming Tianjun's abdomen, and on his back there is a knife mark that almost cut him apart. In addition, there are many crisscrossing wounds, which shows that Xuanming Tianjun must have gone through it during his lifetime.
Great war.
Long Xiaoshan didn't care what Xuanming Tianjun went through.
He came here just to hunt for treasure.
So he quickly focused on other parts of the hall, and was about to search carefully. Suddenly, the entire hall became pitch black, all the light disappeared, and then the candles on the dragon pillars lit up.
, the dark wind howled, and Long Xiaoshan heard the rustling sound.
He turned his head sharply and found that Xuanming Tianjun stood up, with a faint green light in his eyes.
If he were an ordinary person, he would be scared to death.
But Long Xiaoshan had never experienced anything before. He frowned slightly, but his expression didn't change much.
Xuanming Tianjun said: "Junior, if you dare to enter my Xuanming Palace, you are seeking death!"
As Xuanming Tianjun spoke, the surrounding coiled dragon pillars were blazing with light, and countless runes flowed like waterfalls. A terrifying and boundless aura rose in the hall. Xuanming Tianjun seemed to have changed in Long Xiaoshan's eyes.
Billions of feet high, supporting the heaven and the earth.
Under his feet, it seemed as if the stars would turn into peas, let alone the humans in Longxiaoshan District.
The majestic and terrifying aura far surpassed the Heavenly Lord Long Xiaoshan had met before. It was as if the Xuanming Heavenly Lord from ten thousand years ago had truly returned to the world. In the void, layers of invisible shackles of law ruthlessly imprisoned Long Xiaoshan.
His body felt like it was difficult to move.
Long Xiaoshan narrowed his eyes.
Is this the power of Mahatma?
Under the power of Xuan Ming Tianjun, even he, a supreme genius with dual divine grade golden elixirs, seemed as small as an ant and found it difficult to resist.
"Senior is still alive?" Long Xiaoshan asked.
"Of course, otherwise what do you think?" Xuanming Tianjun looked down at Long Xiaoshan indifferently.
Long Xiaoshan's eyes flashed slightly, and he asked: "Since the senior is still alive, why didn't he come out and live in a small place? With the capabilities of the senior, even in the entire fairyland, there are few opponents."
"How dare you, a junior, have the right to ask me about anything. Hand over the ice coffin and I will give you a chance to live. Get out of here." The pressure of the void was terrifying, and the voice was like thunder, which made Long Xiaoshan's ears ring.
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"Ice coffin?"
Long Xiaoshan's eyes moved, he took out the ice coffin and said, "Is this what senior is referring to?"
"Of course, give it to me quickly..."
There was a hint of urgency in the voice, and the power of the void violently pulled the ice coffin in Long Xiaoshan's hand away. However, a moment later, Xuanming Tianjun made a furious voice: "Where are the people? Where are the people inside? Boy, you dare to play tricks.
I!"
The pressure of the void surged in like an overwhelming force, as if the sky was shattering and the earth was about to shatter, as if Long Xiaoshan would be crushed into pieces in the next second.
Long Xiaoshan wondered: "Senior, who is he? Why don't I know?"
"Boy, you are irritating me. Do you know the consequences of irritating me? I will give you one last chance to hand over the man in the ice coffin." Xuanming Tianjun's voice became more and more terrifying, and the entire Xuanming Palace was shouting.
There was a huge earthquake, and Long Xiaoshan seemed to be in a world that was about to collapse and be destroyed at any time.
But the golden light in his eyes became brighter and brighter, like two torches that wanted to penetrate the whole world.
In the end, he suddenly burst into laughter: "Really? Can you bury me and destroy me? You are just a tool spirit of Xuanming Palace, and you also want to occupy the magpie's nest and replace your master?"
"You, you are talking nonsense! I will kill you!"
Xuanming Tianjun's face suddenly showed a trace of nervousness, as if someone had stepped on his tail, and he screamed.
The eighty-one coiled dragon pillars suddenly lit up with divine light, and countless terrifying lights were like whirlpool sharp blades, strangling Long Xiaoshan's body. Long Xiaoshan fiercely sacrificed the Heaven-Mending Cauldron, blocking the roaring light around him. His figure
In a flash, it penetrated the void.
The surrounding darkness seems to be a fleeting light, turning into an endless barrier, but it is still penetrated by Long Xiaoshan.
Suddenly, he rushed into a void space, and the surrounding mist flowed. A round golden light appeared behind Long Xiaoshan's head, with eight divine wheels running on it, like a bright and boundless star, and the boundless divine power turned into spider silk.
All over this foggy space.
Long Xiaoshan activated the Xuantian Treasure Refining Art, and the golden light entwined like silk, constantly absorbing the mist.
The mist rolled, revealing a human figure that resembled Xuanming Tianjun. He screamed loudly: "How did you find me? No, how could your spiritual mind be so strong!"
Long Xiaoshan said nothing and pushed his divine power to the extreme. You must know that his divine power is extremely terrifying and pure. In addition to his own merits and blessings, his continuous breakthroughs in cultivation will also make his divine power stronger. It can be said that the power of his divine will is strong.
, Xuanming Tianjun may not be Long Xiaoshan’s opponent in his reincarnation.
Therefore, even if this Xuanming Palace is a valuable weapon spirit left behind by Xuanming Tianjun, it will still be difficult to resist the refining of Long Xiaoshan's divine thoughts.
In the end, the mist figure went from shouting and threatening to finally resisting and began to beg for mercy: "Friend Taoist, stop, stop, I was wrong, I tell you the truth, I am not the Xuanming Heavenly Lord, I am the weapon of the Xuanming Palace.
Ling, everything just now was my disguise."
Long Xiaoshan said calmly: "Is Xuanming Tianjun really dead?"
"Yes. Back then, my master was besieged by more than a dozen great heavenly kings in the heavenly domain. He was severely wounded. He took me to escape here and was incarnated here. Over the past ten thousand years, I have protected my master's body, but my spirit has gradually been born.
That's why he did what he did just now." Qi Ling knew that the situation was under Long Xiaoshan's control, so he just poured it out of the bamboo tube like beans.
Long Xiaoshan squinted his eyes and asked the question he wanted to ask the most: "Who is the little girl in the ice coffin?"
