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Chapter 1909 hook Chen Dajun

The sky is endless, and the nine heavenly palaces overlap layer by layer, making the sky so high that it is thousands of miles away.

Throughout history, creatures on the ground have instinctive pursuits for the sky, and before a monk wants to step onto the bridge of heaven and earth, he must cross the entire nine levels of heaven.

Under such a pattern that has been passed down since ancient times, the countless beings on the ground seem to want to transform and to become immortals, they must pursue and touch the deeper sky.

Heaven is greater than earth!

This kind of thinking was magnified hundreds of times in the era when the Immortal Court Holy Palace dominated the world.

The Immortal Palace lies above the nine heavens, ruled and looked down on the entire earth. At the same time, one by one, above the earth, one by one, can be ranked among the immortal ranks and ruled the three realms.

In other words, the former Immortal Court Holy Palace formed an extremely perfect ruling system during the long years of ruling to maintain the flow of heaven and earth. This rule is to describe it in the simplest words, which is to rule the heaven and earth.

Hold the sky and rule the earth!

Therefore, the core of the rule of the Immortal Court Holy Palace is the cloud palace that is high above, with countless immortal saints entering and leaving, and the ladder to heaven that has no entity but inherits the vision of countless people becoming immortals.

This ladder is at the top of Tangdu. In the darkness, it outlines a faint light and shadow, and extends step by step, extending upward, passing through the nine heavenly palaces that are full of dangers, and reaching the ruins of the Immortal Palace.

Over the past countless years, although I don’t know how many people have truly entered the Immortal Gate from now on, they have not affected the greatness of this divine ladder and the expectations it carries.

At dawn, the nine-day sun poked out its head at the end of the east, and the magical light and shadows that were shaking each other's disillusionment flashed continuously, illuminating the already blurred ladder to the sky.

Suddenly, a vague space wave mark rushed down below and came directly to the ladder. Then a thin figure stepped out from the void and stepped firmly on the ladder.

This man was still wearing an extremely dilapidated coarse cloth dress, with a middle-aged face covered with scratches after the erosion of wind and frost. However, he easily stood on this ladder that the monks once dreamed of but could not get, as if standing on his own stairs.

However, the middle-aged man at this time had no joy on his face, but raised his head, stared at the blurry scene above the sky, and fell into silence for a long time.

After a while, some snowflakes began to float above the high altitude, and then the snowflakes fell on the faces of the middle-aged man, but in a blink of an eye it passed directly.

The next breath, the middle-aged man no longer hesitated and stepped out directly along the stairs in front of him.

"puff!"

The foot that gently stepped forward made a sound that sounded from the void from nowhere.

Then I saw a stream of light gushing out from the stairs under the middle-aged man's feet, just like a mountain spring that suddenly erupted, directly along the ladder under the former's feet, all the way up.

After an instant, this person's figure merged into the flowing light and disappeared in an instant, beginning to lead to the high ruins of the Immortal Court Holy Palace.

The speed of this flowing light was even more violent than the thunder shining in the world. It spanned the entire ladder of the sky in only a very short time.

Then the flowing light that rushed into the sky outside the sky exploded directly, and the middle-aged man's figure stepped out again in the light. At this time, his clothes were flying, and there seemed to be infinite momentum in his body.

Then the man continued to look up at the top, and at the end of his sight was the magnificent and supreme palace that was intertwined by dawn and darkness.

Even though this Immortal Court Holy Palace has lost its former glory and only the dilapidated ruins are left, it still makes everyone who witnesses all this tremble and cannot help but be in awe.

The middle-aged man standing proudly in the void was no exception. Then he took a deep breath in observable manner, and his body continued to slowly rise, heading towards the Nantianmen platform of the Holy Palace ruins.

Along the way, a large amount of gravel and ruins floated in the void, and even some buildings remained with golden blood splashed out from the war tens of thousands of years ago.

"It was such a tragic war, and it was so sad that it was all scarred overnight."

A murmuring sound came from the man's mouth, and then he raised his right hand and stretched forward. With a gentle wave, countless starlight surged out of his hands.

These wisps of bright starlight seemed to have some unspeakable vast power, gently wrapping the broken walls floating above the void.

After a few breaths, when the starlights were gone, these broken walls and ruins were restored to their former magnificent appearance as if they were restored by the most omnipotent craftsman in the world.

"rise!"

A low shout came from the mouth of the middle-aged figure, and then the latter opened his hands outwards, and more starlight surged out from his body and rushed upwards.

As the stars pass by, tall and majestic giant pillars carved with infinite runes stand upright along the road. On each divine pillar, there are lifelike shadows of immortals and saints carved.

At this time, these divine pillars were spread out along the road and stood on both sides, as if countless immortal officials had once been welcomed by the arrival of a supreme being. If you listen carefully, you can still faintly hear the shout from the past:

"The immortals welcome the God, and welcome the God!"

For some reason, with these shouts, the middle-aged man in a torn clothes and hunched body stood up inch by inch, and at the same time, there seemed to be a great and supreme soul in his body, which was gradually awakening.

How magnificent this soul was that it only woke up a little bit, and the void above the nine heavens began to shake wildly, and at the same time, there was a louder welcome sound, constantly echoing.

Then every divine pillar that extended in front of the figure began to tremble constantly, and the shadows of the immortal saints carved on the divine pillar were bent forward respectfully and bowed respectfully, with even more deafening shouts.

This way, it can almost be called the worship of thousands of immortals.

In the next breath, a richer starlight surged out from inside the pillar of heaven, and a galaxy extending forward was spread out in front of the figure.

This galaxy rolls forward and directly extends beyond the Nantian Immortal Gate above, which is brilliant and gorgeous, hanging high in the nine heavens. If someone sees this scene, he will definitely feel dazzling and difficult for himself.

Then the figure at the Nantian Gate, who was worshipped by thousands of immortals, raised his hand and carried it behind his body. His head slightly raised, and his eyes looked down on the world directly staring at the Nanxian Gate ahead.

At the same time, an illusory voice came from outside the Nanxian Gate:
Chapter completed!
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