Suddenly, an ancient voice resounded throughout the world, containing indescribable majesty, like the power of heaven and earth.
Everyone was attracted, even the Holy Son Taixuan who was chasing Chen Zong stopped.
Compared to killing Chen Zong, what happens now is obviously more important.
As the ancient voice sounded, a shadow appeared in the sky, like a huge face. It looked a little unreal, but it was filled with endless majesty.
Everyone speculates that this may be a method left by Emperor Lingwu, such as the incarnation of thoughts, etc.
Back then, Emperor Lingwu was the most powerful person in the Holy World of Lingwu, and no one could imagine his methods.
"My descendants, I will leave opportunities and inheritance here, so work hard."
As soon as the words fell, an arc of light bloomed in mid-air, stretched, and turned into a portal.
It is the gateway to the second heaven.
According to the rules, only nine people are allowed to pass through this portal.
The place where everyone is now is the first heaven.
In the first heaven, ten people are allowed to coexist, in the second heaven, nine people are allowed to coexist, and in the third heaven, eight people are allowed to coexist.
By analogy, only one person is allowed to exist in the tenth heaven.
In theory, opportunities in the first heaven are the most common, and opportunities in the tenth heaven are the most precious.
Everyone was informed of this before entering the Lingwu Holy Land, so the tenth heaven was everyone's first target.
rush!
In an instant, everyone spread out their body skills, like arrows from a string, soaring into the sky as fast as lightning and thunder, rushing towards the portal leading to the second heaven.
Out of ten people, it is destined that only nine will be able to enter the second heaven, and one will be left behind in the first heaven.
Fight!
Go, go, go!
One by one they soared into the sky and rushed towards the portal as fast as possible.
Among the ten people, Chen Zong's cultivation level is the lowest, but Chen Zong's speed is not the slowest. At least, Chen Zong's speed is better than Gong Tianxing and others, second only to the three great saints and the great genius Long Man.
Tuotian.
In an instant, Holy Son Tianlin, Holy Son Zhengu, and Longman Tuotian rushed into the portal one after another and entered the second heaven. However, Holy Son Taixuan did not. Instead, he paused under the portal and stared at Chen Zong.
, a trace of killing intent that was extremely fierce.
He raised his palm like a knife, and there was a terrifying power condensed on the edge of the palm, as if the brilliance of the blade were compelling.
Chen Zongzheng rushed towards the door as fast as he could, suddenly feeling cold all over his body and his complexion changed drastically.
I saw Saint Son Taixuan's Chongxuan force field unfolding, suppressing it in the air for an instant, as if it was going to defeat Chen Zong. At the same time, the sword flew straight into the air and struck straight.
boom!
The extremely terrifying sword light slashed down like the sky and the earth, mercilessly, killing like a broken bamboo. It clearly has the amazing edge that can split mountains and crack the earth, but it also carries the terrifying power of thunder.
This blow was merciless.
The evil force field!
But under the impact of the Tiansha force field, the expression of Saint Taixuan did not change at all. His face was only cold, and deep in his eyes, there seemed to be a touch of ridicule, as if he was mocking Chen Zong for overestimating his own ability and working hard in vain.
.
Because after suffering a loss under the Tiansha force field last time, Saint Taixuan returned to Taixuan Holy Palace and found a secret treasure that could resist external evil.
Chen Zong once again burst out with all his strength to resist, but felt that the power was difficult to resist, and his whole body seemed to be split open, and he fell rapidly from the sky.
Immediately, others entered the portal and disappeared. In the end, Gong Tianxing looked back at Chen Zong.
"Stay in the first heaven obediently." Gong Tianxing said with a mocking sneer.
The opportunities in the first heaven are the worst. This is the experience of those who have entered through the ages.
Letting Chen Zong stay in the First Heaven would give him the worst chance at best, so it couldn't be more appropriate.
In the end, Saint Taixuan looked down from a high position, his eyes were high and indifferent to the common people, looking at Chen Zong was like looking at an ant.
Chen Zong raised his head and looked at Saint Taixuan. His eyes were extremely sharp, but they could not affect Saint Taixuan at all.
Immediately, Saint Son Taixuan turned around, stepped into the portal and disappeared, and the portal was closed accordingly.
For a moment, a feeling of emptiness filled my heart.
When Chen Zong knew that there were ten heavens in Lingwu Holy Land, each heaven had an opportunity or inheritance, and the higher the level, the better the opportunity and inheritance.
Chen Zong set his goal at the tenth heaven.
Of course, Chen Zong also knew that everyone's primary goal must be the opportunity in the tenth heaven, and the competition would be fierce.
Therefore, the second goal and the third goal are the ninth heaven and the eighth heaven respectively.
Even if it doesn't work, you will have to enter the seventh heaven.
But he never expected that he would be targeted by Saint Taixuan, unable to enter the second heaven, and could only stay in the first heaven.
A strong sense of unwillingness grew from the bottom of my heart, and a trace of murderous intent filled the air.
Immediately, Chen Zong exhaled a heavy breath.
Now it is impossible to enter the second heaven, let alone a higher heaven. It is a foregone conclusion that we can only stay in the first heaven.
Then, we can only look for opportunities in the first heaven.
The Holy Land of Lingwu was left by Emperor Lingwu. No matter how bad the opportunity is for the first heaven, it must be good.
Hope so.
After calming down, Chen Zong looked around, spread out his body skills, and quickly flew forward.
I only know that there is a chance in the first heaven, but I don’t know where it is, so I can only look for it.
The nine peerless geniuses stepped into the second heaven, and the portal to the third heaven also opened, and a new round of competition began.
It is destined that one more person will stay in the second heaven, and eight people will enter the third heaven.
With the help of Saint Taixuan, Gong Tianxing entered the third heaven, then the fourth heaven, then the fifth heaven, and finally stayed at the sixth heaven.
As for the dragon man Tuotian, he finally stopped at the seventh heaven.
After a fierce battle between Holy Son Tianlin and Holy Son Zhengu, Holy Son Tianlin slowed down and stayed in the eighth heaven.
The Holy Son of Zhengu stayed in the ninth heaven.
Only the Holy Son Taixuan stepped into the tenth heaven.
Since then, everyone has been looking for opportunities.
The first level of Lingwu Holy Land was very vast. Chen Zong flew across most of the sky at the fastest speed, but still could not see the end.
You must know that Chen Zong was flying at full speed, his speed was astonishing, and he had flown very far for most of the day.
Fly, fly, fly!
Chen Zong suddenly remembered that whenever he entered any secret realm in the past, he would be informed of the time limit, but not this time.
Is there no time limit?
Or forgot?
For such a big thing, it should not be the latter.
Chen Zong didn't know how far he had flown. All in all, he still couldn't see the edge, only an endless stretch of desolate wilderness with no mountains, no water, and no trees.
This desolate world will drive people crazy over time.
Chen Zong's mind was extremely tenacious and his expression remained unchanged, as if the water in the ancient well could not make any waves, he flew forward resolutely.
I don’t know where the opportunity is, I can only follow my heart. If it feels like this, then just follow my feeling.
The uniform colors made Chen Zongsheng feel as if he was still. This high-speed flight was just an illusion. Suddenly, his tough mind and will, which had been tempered for thousands of times, also fluctuated in an instant.
As soon as the idea came up, Chen Zong stopped and observed carefully. The more he looked, the more obvious the feeling became.
It seems that I have been doing useless work, thinking that I am constantly flying forward, but in fact, I am just staying in the same place, but I don't know what kind of method makes me have this illusion.
Or it's an illusion.
The moment this kind of enlightenment emerged, Chen Zong felt a unique wave coming from all directions.
The fluctuation gradually spread and swept in all directions.
Suddenly, wisps of smoke that looked like yellow sand rose up, curling like smoke from a kitchen stove.
Chen Zong stood there, motionless, but he had already released his spiritual thoughts and the realm of his heart, covering all directions, carefully observing every change.
Gradually, the yellow sand-like smoke became thinner, and some outline could be vaguely seen, but it was unreal.
Just like in a dream, all the smoke has dissipated, and it feels like a picture is slowly unfolding in front of you, like the tranquility of the Jiangnan water town.
It is a lake. When the breeze blows, it is filled with blue waves and light ripples.
It was a weeping willow, with long, narrow and soft leaves swaying gently in the wind, like elves.
It was a house, standing on a small island in the middle of the lake. It was made of withered yellow grass and stood alone in the wind.
Chen Zong was standing by the lake, with soft grass under his feet.
Chen Zong stared ahead with a solemn expression. Is that thatched cottage the so-called place of opportunity?
Yes or no, you will know as soon as you go.
As soon as he stretched out his body, thunder light filled the air. Chen Zong's whole body suddenly turned into a bolt of lightning and moved forward quickly. However, he was suddenly suppressed by an invisible force and fell directly. The moment his feet touched the lake water, that invisible but powerful force
But disappeared.
Could it be that you can't fly in the air?
Tried it again, and sure enough it was true.
But it doesn't matter, you can't fly in the air, but you can move forward on water.
step!
Two steps!
Three steps!
Chen Zong found that the small island in the middle of the lake that seemed very close seemed to be very far away, and it felt like running to death while looking at the mountains.
Is it just like before, an illusion?
But it doesn't seem to be the case, because I can feel it is real, and I can feel that I am constantly approaching the small island in the middle of the lake.
It's just that the distance is a bit far.
Far from afraid.
Keep showing up, keep getting closer, your belief is extremely firm, firm to the extreme.
Suddenly, Chen Zong felt as if he was teleported. After taking a step forward, the small island in the middle of the lake, which was still far away, suddenly appeared in front of him. In other words, he suddenly appeared in front of him so unexpectedly.
The edge of the island in the middle of the lake.
The thatched cottage is just around the corner.
For a moment, Chen Zong felt a little excited in his heart.
Is the thatched house really the place where opportunity lies?
After taking a deep breath to calm down his mind, Chen Zong took steps forward, his back as straight as a sword, and stepped forward indomitably.
The door of the thatched house was closed. Chen Zong tried to push it. He thought it would be difficult to push it open, but he didn't expect that with just a slight push, it was as easy as a door made of withered grass. It seemed to have no weight at all.
Fortunately, Chen Zong's control over his own power has reached an astonishing level, and he can recover it as soon as he releases it.
Looking around, I saw that the thatched cottage was not big, about the size of a normal room, and the layout inside was very simple. There was nothing on all sides, except for a table in the middle. The table seemed to be made of woven and compressed withered grass.
In front of the withered grass table is a futon made of woven withered grass, which looks very ordinary and simple. On the withered grass table, there is a book.
The color of the book was the same as that of dry grass, and its cover looked very rough, as if it was made from crushed dry grass. All of this surprised Chen Zong.
Stepping into the thatched cottage, Chen Zong walked towards the futon.