In the empty and ethereal clouds, jade buildings and jade buildings appear and disappear from time to time, like mirages.

A second ago, a jade pavilion appeared in the clouds. When I looked at it again the next second, it turned into a palace.

From time to time, you can also see the floating peaks floating in the air appearing. The peaks each have their own charm. Some are beautiful and dangerous, while others are solemn and solemn. There are also mountains that stand between heaven and earth like supporting the sky.

But those seemed to be just phantoms, a beautiful butterfly flew past, clouds flowed, and the images of the jade buildings and mountains disappeared.

Above the sea of ​​clouds, a small boat was moving slowly forward. A man stood on the bow of the boat, his white clothes fluttering slightly with the clouds. His long hair, which was like ice and snow, hangs behind him, without any turmoil.

He has a handsome face and a pair of crystal-like dragon horns on his head. Although he is handsome, he is not as sharp as an ordinary handsome man. His face is softer, giving people a gentle feeling.

Before the ship reached the mirage-like cloud, he saw a jade tower gradually emerging from the cloud, and butterflies flew out of the jade tower.

The butterflies that seemed like phantoms gradually turned into substances. Their wings flapped the clouds like veils, making the illusory jade tower behind the clouds become more and more real.

The boat under the feet of the man in white had stopped, and his eyes were staring at the Jade Tower with calm eyes. On the plaque of the Jade Tower were engraved with two words that seemed to be untouched by the mortal world.

"Xiandu." The man in white silently read out the words on the plaque of Yulou, and his eyes showed a bit of strangeness, which seemed to be admiring, but also seemed to be a little different.

"The immortals are only in one thought. People in the world only know how to seek immortality, but they don't know that the immortality is already on the other side. They are just foolish and don't know how to save themselves." A woman's voice came from the Immortal Du Yu Tower.

"The eight dragon kings of the dragon kings, Wang Mingyuan, were summoned to pay homage. I wonder which immortal master you are from the immortal clan?" Wang Mingyuan hugged his hands in front of his chest, lowered his long sleeves, bowed slightly.

The woman in Xiandu Yulou seemed to have not heard him and said to herself: "Is Zhou Wen your disciple?"

"Yes." Wang Mingyuan answered calmly.

"Where did his artistic conception of Daluo Zhenxian come from?" the woman asked again.

"Study by yourself." Wang Mingyuan still looked so gentle.

"The artistic conception of Daluo True Immortals is rare even among the immortals. A mundane human, do you think he can understand the artistic conception of Daluo True Immortals by himself?" The woman's voice was a little chill.

"I have never taught him. If I hadn't realized it myself, I wouldn't know how he learned it." Wang Mingyuan said.

"If you can teach Daluo's true immortal artistic conception, then my immortal clan will respect you as your teacher." The woman's voice became even colder.

"Don't dare." Bu Mingyuan saluted slightly, his eyebrows lowered, but his waist did not bend.

"Go and bring Zhou Wen to the immortal clan." The woman's voice came again.

"Can I ask the Immortal Lord why he wants him to come to the Immortal Clan?" Wang Mingyuan had no intention of leaving, and asked at the Xiandu Yulou.

"If I said I wanted to kill him, would you bring him?" The woman seemed to be born a cold person, and her voice had a coldness that would keep people from thousands of miles away.

"No, but I know that the Immortal Lord will not kill him, and it doesn't need to be so troublesome to kill him." Wang Mingyuan said.

"You know I won't kill him, but you still answer no. Do you think I have a good temper and won't really kill you?" With the woman's voice, it seemed as if infinite power surged out of the Xiandu Jade Tower, like invisible silk threads, bound Wang Mingyuan's body.

The clothes on Wang Mingyuan were immediately cut into cracks by the invisible silk thread, which were tightly attached to his skin, and there was even an invisible silk thread that had already wrapped around his neck. When it touched the skin, it cut the crystal-like jade-like skin, and blood spilled out.

It seems that only one thought of that woman, Wang Mingyuan's head will leave his body forever.

"There is no intention of offense. I just want the Immortal Lord to know that I am a teacher and have received it from contemporary disciples." Wang Mingyuan's expression was still calm, and the gentleness seemed to have penetrated into his bones. Even if he cut off his head, it would be difficult to make him become ferocious.

The invisible silk thread suddenly retracted, but suddenly dissipated, as if it had never existed like a mirage in the clouds.

"The road to immortals and mortals has begun, and the world is unstoppable. All races compete for saints. Our clan also needs a saint son on earth. Go and bring Zhou Wen to the immortal clan. As long as he is the saint son of our clan, the affairs of the Ten-Perfect Sword Immortal and the Crazy Sword Immortal will be eliminated."

Xiandu Jade Tower gradually hides among the clouds, transforming from substance to nothingness, and finally disappears like a phantom, only the woman's voice echoes above the sea of ​​clouds.

"Wang Mingyuan... say goodbye..." Wang Mingyuan bowed slightly, turned around on the boat, and looked at the empty sea of ​​clouds, with a smile in his eyes.

Zhou Wen continued to explore the Star Palace and entered the seventh Star Palace.

The seventh star of the Beidou is Yaoguang, and its star king is Pojun. I heard that it is a star king with a strong murderous aura. It is said that like the Qikiao Star, they are all very destructive existences.

However, after seeing the Star Lord of Wu Qu, Zhou Wen still had great doubts about whether the Star Lord of Pojun was the kind of Star Lord with a strong murderous intent.

When the teleportation entered the Yaoguang Dimension Realm, he immediately saw the Yaoguang Star Palace. The star palace looked unexpectedly normal, and a serious star palace stood in the sun-like halo.

From the location where Zhou Wen is, to the front of the Yaoguang Star Palace, there are long steps, which look like a step to heaven.

Zhou Wen stepped on the ladder and walked towards the Yaoguang Star Palace, but soon he found that his vitality was rapidly losing.

Zhou Wen accelerated his speed and rushed towards the Xinggong gate, but the faster he rushed, the faster his vitality would be lost. Before he could reach half of it, nearly half of the vitality would be lost.

Zhou Wen frowned slightly, used space teleportation, and directly reached the end of the steps, in front of the gate of the Shaking Star Palace.

But the moment he teleported out, he felt that the energy in his body had become empty, not even a drop, his legs were a little soft, and he almost stood firm and fell to the ground.

Fortunately, even without vitality, Zhou Wen's physical fitness was already quite strong. He stood firm and looked at the gate of the Yaoguang Star Palace, and he was slightly surprised: "It is worthy of being the last of the Big Dipper. Before entering the Star Palace, his vitality was destroyed."

Zhou Wen is already trying to restore his own vitality. His vitality is recovering very quickly, but here, as long as there is a trace of vitality in his body, it will be immediately lost and cannot be stored.
Chapter completed!