Ascension Through Generations

On the eighth day of September, the golden chrysanthemums are blooming all over the Northland and the frost kills all the grasses.

The temperature here in southern Xinjiang has only dropped slightly, but it is still very hot and humid.

Early that morning, the streets of Jiudingfang City were all blocked, and no one was allowed to travel. However, high above the city, there was a huge and gorgeous three-story palace suspended.

This palace has a simple and majestic style, with a base diameter of more than a hundred feet. There are more than 20 holes at the bottom. Thick barrels protrude from the holes, and the outside is covered with a thick white mask. On the mask There are countless mysterious runes flickering and wandering.

This flying palace is surrounded by seven or eight large-scale magic weapons of different sizes, including cloud boats, mountain peaks, shells and other styles of flying magic weapons. The largest one is nearly a hundred feet in size, and the smallest one is more than thirty feet.

These large and medium-sized flying instruments are all decorated with flags and flags, embroidered with the characters Shen, Chen, Liu, Zhang, etc., and each one represents a powerful Jindan family.

At this time, there were many smaller cloud boats outside them. These are often weaker foundation-building families.

At this time, from time to time, new cloud boats or flying instruments of other shapes gather here from all directions.

When the sun was high in the sky, the sky above Jiudingfang City was already dark. At this moment, the ten-foot-long small cloud boat that the Zhao family was riding on also quietly merged into it.

Before setting off.

Zhao Jinjian, who has the most extensive friends and the strongest strength in the Zhao family, immediately went to visit other surrounding immortal cultivating families.

The first is to seize the time to exchange intelligence, determine their respective targets, and try to avoid multiple families selecting the same target.

The second is to establish a temporary alliance so that when encountering danger in the future, they can seek help in time and help each other for mutual benefit.

No one who cultivates immortality is a fool, and the Zhao family’s thoughts are actually the thoughts of most families.

Therefore, Zhao Jinjian's suggestion was not needed at all. Some "enthusiastic" immortal cultivating families had already started their operations in advance.

An hour later, Zhao Jinjian returned to his family's Yunzhou worriedly.

The small Yunzhou was only ten feet long. After nearly fifty Zhao clan members all sat in it, the interior of the Yunzhou became very cramped.

Even if Zhao Sheng and Zhao Keru are both foundation-building monks, they are actually not much better. At most, they only have a little more space.

On the second deck of Yunzhou, as soon as Zhao Jinjian saw Zhao Sheng, he lamented: "Chonghe, this time is a little tricky!"

Zhao Sheng asked: "What? Could it be that the place we chose was also chosen by other families?"

"That's right." Zhao Jinjian nodded.

"Haha, actually these are not what we expected. There are only so many spiritual lands in the wilderness, so it is not unusual for a certain place to be chosen by many people at the same time."

Zhao Jinjian felt frightened and anxious when he saw Zhao Sheng's unconcerned look.

Although he is over a hundred years old, his Qi-nurturing skills are far inferior to Zhao Sheng's.

"Chonghe, at least two established foundation-building families have just announced that they are determined to win the two spiritual lands of Shilan Mountain and Flame Ridge. After hearing this, aren't you anxious?"

Zhao Sheng smiled and said: "Is there any use in being anxious? Moreover, the so-called true and false, false and true. What others say may not be the truth, it may be just a cover. Who will tell the truth until the real chapter is revealed? Throw it all on the table?”

Zhao Jinjian was stunned when he heard this, and then secretly felt ashamed. He thought that he was really caring and confused, but he couldn't understand it as well as his juniors.

After Zhao Sheng finished speaking, he asked: "Fourth Master, do you have any information about Taoshan's death?"

Zhao Jinjian shook his head, "No, no family has said anything yet."

After hearing this, Zhao Sheng pursed his lips tightly and looked thoughtful in his eyes.

"Chonghe, do you think someone is also secretly attracted to Lan Taoshan?" Zhao Jinjian asked tentatively.

Zhao Sheng's tone was a little serious and he muttered: "There is too little information and nothing can be analyzed. But it is best to make some preparations in advance to prevent any unexpected events."

Just when Zhao Sheng and others were working hard for the family business, Zhuhuangling, located deep in the Shiwan Mountain, suddenly welcomed an uninvited guest.

The sun was scorching, and the sky above Zhuhuangling was blue and cloudless.

Suddenly, after a space a hundred feet high in the sky was slightly distorted, a petite and exquisite figure stepped out of the void.

This figure is only three feet tall, with skin as white as jade, a slender figure and a flawless face that simply fascinates thousands of sentient beings.

"Yeah! Who is this person? How dare you...Ah, Empress Qianhuan!!"

After a loud roar that shook the sky, a tall man with a human body and a pig's head and a body as strong as a mountain, wrapped in black evil wind, rushed up to the sky in one breath. He yelled at the visitor for half a sentence before he stopped abruptly.

"Haha, little Sanju, we haven't seen each other for hundreds of years. Do you think you don't recognize Huan Niang?" Huan Niang said charmingly after smiling charmingly.

The Thousand Fantasy Empress, also known as the Fantasy Butterfly Empress, is a seventh-order Thousand Illusion Spirit Butterfly.

She is one of the four demon kings of Shiwanda Mountain in southern Xinjiang, and is famous in the world of immortality in Central Continent.

"Empress Qianhuan makes atonement. Even if Xiao Zhu forgets his father, he dare not forget you! I wonder why the empress came to Zhuhuangling?" Zhu Sanju said with a smile on his face and bowed repeatedly.

The big pig man is named Zhu Sanju. He is a sixth-level pig demon, and his original form is an ancient alien species with huge teeth and burning pigs.

From the moment the demonic beast forms the demonic elixir, its rank is equal to that of the golden elixir master. Levels three, four, and five correspond to the early, middle, and late stages of the Golden Elixir.

The sixth-level monsters correspond not to the Golden Elixir Great Perfection, but to the False Infant Realm.

Two hundred years ago, Zhu Sanju was instructed by the Pig Emperor to practice the remaining part of the Heavenly Demon Transformation Technique, and was able to shed the demon body, refine the horizontal bones, and transform into this appearance.

However, because he did not truly survive the catastrophe of transformation, Zhu Sanju's transformation was incomplete, and a pig's head still remained.

Huan Niang's eyes flashed, and she suddenly asked: "Senior Pig Emperor, haven't you woken up yet?"

Zhu Sanju rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Isn't that right! Your Excellency is sleeping soundly and it is inconvenient to be disturbed. If there is nothing serious, it is best not to wake up Your Excellency. This is because Lord Pig King is most annoying when others wake him up. If he gets up, If you get angry and hurt your empress, it will be bad."

"Hmph, just go and wake up the Pig King. If anything happens then, I will take care of it myself."

"Oh, that's good! The little demon will go right away. The queen will stay here for a while."

The charm of Empress Qianhuan was so astonishing that Zhu Sanju did not dare to refute, nor did he dare to look at her again. He shrank his neck, responded, then whipped up a black wind and rushed down into the sky.

After almost reaching the ground, he suddenly plunged into the soil with his head and feet, his movements were silky and smooth, and he could not catch dust.

Russia,

Boom, boom!

The rolling hills on Zhuhuang Ridge suddenly shook, and large areas of the ground suddenly undulated, opening countless bottomless holes.

In the blink of an eye, a piece of soil covering an area of ​​more than ten miles on the ridge was rapidly rising.

But at this time, for some unknown reason, the sky that was cloudless just now suddenly condensed into large thick black clouds out of thin air.

In an instant, there were bursts of thunder, lightning and thunder spread, and a very clear aura of destruction in the clouds quickly spread to the sky and the earth, and in all directions.

The moment Huan Niang saw the black clouds condensed in the sky, her face changed drastically, her body transformed rapidly, and she disappeared into the void in an instant.

This black cloud is a sign before the thunder disaster comes. And Thunder Tribulation is the absolute natural enemy of all monsters in the world.

Even the seventh-level great demon is as afraid of thunder and tribulation as a snake and a scorpion, fearing that he will not be able to avoid it in time and will be affected by the thunder.

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