The two looked at each other, took steps one after another, and then stepped on the White Jade Palace.

But, I just took a few steps.

Their pupils shrank...

"retreat!"

The two of them kicked their legs and stepped on the white jade stairs, but they were shocked to find that... their powerful cultivation and strength were all sealed at this moment.

The soul swept across, trying to drive the body away, but found that the soul was also suppressed and could not sense it at all.

Then, a terrifying aura swept over.

boom!

Chai Feng and Luo Yang lowered their heads weakly, and their minds were attracted by the huge force and sucked into the depths of the White Jade Palace.

Two powerful men of the Heavenly Emperor level were instantly robbed, which made the strong men behind them feel creepy.

The Overlord, who was almost stepping on one foot, and Tang Yimo couldn't help but retract his legs.

Taoist Tonggu also frowned. After looking at it for a long time, he said calmly, "Don't worry, they have not suffered a disaster, they are just the soul being sucked into the palace. The real opportunity... should be in the palace."

"But, this palace needs souls to enter."

The ancient Taoist human Taoism.

The words of a quasi-saint are still very convincing.

The Overlord and Tang Yimo stepped onto the stone stairs without hesitation.

Sure enough, like Chai Feng and Luo Yang, their souls were also absorbed into the deep palace by powerful forces.

The bodies of the Overlord and Tang Yimo were also weakly sitting cross-legged on the white jade staircase.

No one else hesitated.

The five phoenix monks including Nie Changqing, Kong Nanfei, Bai Qingniao, Sima Qingshan and others all set foot on the palace.

The deep door of the palace is wide open.

Souls were sucked into it.

Ning Zhao's three girls also arrived one after another.

Many powerful Xuanxian men also stepped on the white jade stairs, and the stairs were covered with dense crowds of powerful men.

The True Immortal also set off, but before the True Immortal's strong man had arrived, he was pushed away by the powerful repulsion force and fell into Beiluo Lake.

Taoist Tonggu touched his beard and smiled all over his face. "When I saw this scene, the old Taoist felt much better."

"It seems that the target range of this palace should be above Xuanxian and below the quasi-saint."

"Don't be busy with others, don't try it anymore. If you don't have enough cultivation, you will die if you force yourself to break through."

The ancient Taoist human Taoism.

For a moment, the powerful people of the True Immortal were full of reluctance, but they could do nothing.

...

Dan Tai Xuan felt his soul floating and sinking.

His cultivation level has reached the extreme of the Nine-Turn Golden Immortal, and he is one step away from reaching the level of Daluo Immortal. However, he understands that it is difficult to take that step.

And this time, the appearance of Xianyuan made Dan Tai Xuan feel a little excited while being happy.

Perhaps, he can take advantage of this opportunity to enter the Daluo Immortal?

Floating and sinking, going around in circles, it is like a continuous rotation and sinking in a vortex.

I don’t know how many years have passed, and how many springs and autumns have passed.

Dan Tai Xuan finally felt everything in front of him, and it was clear.

He felt a little excited...

Here comes!

Saint ruins!

Here comes his fate with Dan Tai Xuan!

The former insulator of immortality can even be inserted into the opportunity of a saint!

Open your eyes.

The dazzling sunlight projected from outside the tent.

The air was filled with the smell of rust, and Dan Tai Xuan was stunned, as if he felt that the picture was not right.

He subconsciously wanted to use his soul, but...

But I was shocked to find that I had no soul at all!

"Where is the soul of this emperor?!"

Dan Tai Xuan was shocked and shouted.

"Master...why are you yelling?"

Mo Ju looked at Dan Tai Xuan with a terrified look on his face.

Afterwards, his face calmed down a little, and he felt that as a subordinate, he might have cared too little about his lord, so he mentioned it with a little concern.

"Did your lord have a nightmare?"

Dan Tai Xuan was stunned and glanced at Mo Ju. His familiar face made him feel a little aftertaste.

“Where is this?”

Dan Tai Xuan asked in confusion.

The ink ruler that swayed lightly on the opposite side suddenly stopped.

Looking at Dan Tai Xuan who seemed like a fool, the corner of his mouth twitched.

"Lord, have you forgotten? We received information from spies. Liu He, the prefect of Pingyang County, intercepted the overlord Xiang Shaoyun in Wolongling. We... are here to reap the fisherman."

Mo Ju chuckled and shook the feather fan.

"Wolongling? Liu He?"

Dan Tai Xuan's pupils shrank, Liu He, the prefect of Pingyang County, had this guy been dead for thousands of years?

Suddenly, Dan Tai Xuan thought of a possibility.

Taking a deep breath, he looked at Mo Ju solemnly and frightenedly.

"Just, tell me that the Great Zhou... is the Great Zhou... dead?"

When Mo Ju heard this, he immediately took a breath, his face full of horror. What was the stimulation that Dan Tai Xuan was suffering?

"Lord, be careful!"

"We have this idea, but don't say it..."

"Now the world is still from the Great Zhou!"

Mo Ju said hurriedly.

Dan Tai Xuan sat on the ground with his butt.

A dream of Nan Ke?

Is it a dream?

What kind of human emperor, what kind of underworld emperor, what kind of great mystery... are all very dreams?

"Can I... I, Dan Tai Xuan...reborn?!"

"This emperor finally got the opportunity of a saint, and he wanted to step into the Daluo Immortal..."

"And you were reborn for me?!"

Immortal Insulator...has it happened again?!
Chapter completed!