Chapter 131 Open

Hundreds of golden immortals settled down in the Red Dust Demon Palace.

In the next few days, they set up a huge array inside the Red Dust Demon Palace to echo the array of the devoured holy land, but it was one-way. The people over there could come, but the people here could not go.

Originally, Jiang Ming thought that the people on his side would be hit by the storm after this time, so the Red Dust Magic Palace quickly moved to place. However, what is surprising is that during this period of time, the wind was calm until the 11th, and there was no sound of any movement of the heavenly army.

However, Jiang Ming did not feel relieved because of this. Instead, he became more and more uneasy and had a sense of tranquility before the storm.

This uneasiness is not groundless, but from the depths of his soul, which makes him have a deep uneasiness.

A month later, a full of 60,000 golden immortals crossed from the array, and Jiang Ming was deeply shocked. He didn't expect that there would be such a terrible background. Two-thirds of the people of the Holy Land have 60,000 golden immortals. At that time, there will be some old antiques to cross over. Those people must be Daluo Golden Immortals. This is only the core force that eats one vein, not counting the scattered forces of many star domains, not counting the forces of the other two veins. How horrible would it be if the whole line of gluttony united? Jiang Ming is unimaginable.

In the dark night, a bright moon hangs high, and the plain moonlight is like a thin layer of gauze covering the earth, with a touch of coldness and desolation.

Jiang Ming sat alone at the peak of the highest hall of the Magic Palace, holding a gourd in his hand and drinking. Looking down at the prosperous fairyland, my thoughts are inexplicable.

In his previous life, he was not a good drinker, and after practicing Taoism, he even forgot what wine was. But tonight, looking at the pervasive moonlight, he was infinitely upset, looking at everything for himself, thinking of his purpose, thinking of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and thinking of his own strength... His strength is really too weak. Although his combat strength is enough to resist the sky, the gap in the realm is here. This must be a chaotic war, and perhaps countless antiques will come out of the hole. Because the thirty-third heaven contains infinite secrets, which is too ancient and mysterious. What is the truth of history and why it was sealed on the 33rd day? I think this is a secret that countless strong people want to know.

He is no longer the original hot-blooded teenager, and he can be fearless just by a cavity of blood. He has been practicing Taoism in this world for decades, and now he has entered middle age. His mind is much more mature than before. He knows that some things can be done and some things are too difficult.

Suddenly, a dazzling purple crossed the night sky, which looked extremely conspicuous and dazzling. It came directly in the direction of Jiang Ming, and the speed was extremely fast.

Jiang Ming suddenly stood up, and the figure was only a few miles away from him.

Jiang Ming's eyes burst into this fierce light and waited. Accidents may occur at any time during this special period, and a large army will attack.

When Jiang Ming got up, the figure suddenly stopped, and he suddenly ran out of a silver-white thing across the sky and shot Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming didn't dare to be careless and stretched out his hand to pick it up.

When you start something, it is a soft paper made of unknown materials, emitting a soft light.

Then, the purple figure turned around and left, disappearing in the night in an instant.

Jiang Ming's pupils contracted slightly, because he found that the purple figure seemed a little familiar, but when he thought about it carefully, he couldn't remember it.

Jiang Ming looked down at the paper doubtfully, but found that there were several words written on the paper: together with them, there is no death, and find a chance to leave.

The handwriting is beautiful and flexible, as if it were from a woman's hand. A light suddenly flashed in Jiang Ming's mind, and a trace of surprise appeared in his eyes. He whispered, "Is that her? This handwriting seems to be... but how is this possible?

What are you thinking about? Still worried."

The sky appeared quietly beside Jiang Ming and said with a smile.

Someone just came, and he can naturally feel it with his current strength. However, he didn't break it and pretended to be relaxed.

Jiang Ming had no intention of concealing it and handed the silver paper to the sky-eating.

Xitian took it and twisted his eyebrows together: "What is this?"

"It was sent by an old friend." Jiang Ming said helplessly, "I advise you to withdraw your troops back, otherwise there may really be a disaster. You should know it in your heart."

"It's impossible." The sky-eating said slightly bitterly, "I have been forced to a dead end. Now I can only choose to fight back and sink the boat, otherwise I really have no chance to survive. Do you still remember? I said that I wanted to be a hegemon. On the road of the overlord, either unparalleled, overlooking heaven and earth, or bloodshed halfway and turned into a loess. In this life, if I can't become a bully, I would rather die on the road of the bully, rather than live secretly, or even under the calculations of some villains.

Fat the sky patted Jiang Ming on the shoulder and said, "I know what you said that day is sincere, but this is the path I chose. There is no need to involve you. You can leave at any time."

When the sky left, Jiang Ming muttered with a wry smile, "I can leave... No, this is also the path I chose. For my mother, I have to step into 33 days, and I have to go through this storm. Both of us are destined to go all the way to the dark. It's not just you who have no choice, but also me!"

I was speechless all night.

Boom!

click!

Er~~

In the morning of the second day, visions that were extremely fierce, earth-shaking, strange and strange, like the sound of heaven spread throughout the 13 days.

At this moment, the world was shocked for 33 days, and the world was in an uproar.

Some weak monks and forces don't know why they think there will be a disturbance and are worried.

Some big forces know what is going to happen, and they are ready to move and secretly plan to get a piece of the pie in this matter.

A vast purple gas came from the east, vast, noble and majestic, full of the atmosphere of Taigu Hongmeng.

"Yes, that's the feeling! Has the breath of the ancient heavenly court been opened? Why a few months earlier than expected? But it doesn't matter. The sooner the day comes, the better. The sky-eating whispered, with a faint look and a faint trace of sadness.

"Go on the order and let those old antiques cross over." The sky-eating order was issued, and Gui Luo Yingnuo began to summon.

"Brother Jiang Ming, let's go!"

Jiang Ming nodded, urged the Red Dust Demon Palace, and drove in the direction of the Far East.

buzz!

After a long time, the Red Dust Demon Palace was shocked and stopped there.

At this moment, they have reached the center of 333, the outer perimeter of the 33rd day.

Here, looking around, there is a dense sea of people. These people are all clustered, with extremely strong strength, and the lowest level is nine heavenly immortals, dense and countless.

In front of everyone, there is a thin layer of purple fog. It can be faintly seen that there are magnificent and noble buildings in the purple fog, which are extremely magnificent.

Countless monks looked at each other coldly, looking bad, full of a sense of sword tension.

At this moment, Jiang Ming knew how huge the fairyland was. There were millions of people here, all of whom were first-class golden immortals and nine-day Xuanxian, and there were no weak ones.

Purple is magnificent, through the vicissitudes of life. Everyone is waiting. No one dares to move first and is afraid of becoming the target of public criticism.

Jiang Ming looked excited and muttered, "The thirty-third heaven has opened, and finally opened. Mother, I can finally know your whereabouts.

Perhaps, for other monks, decades are just a flick of a finger, and even a retreat is hundreds of years. But for Jiang Ming, these decades have been a kind of suffering, wandering on the edge of all kinds of life and death, all kinds of efforts, all kinds of bitter fruits, and finally saw hope today.

If he can enter the thirty-third heaven today and know the whereabouts of his mother, then all the hardships he has suffered over the years are worth it.

Suddenly, a dazzling light flashed in the transmission array of the Red Dust Demon Palace, straight to the world.

A strong and powerful atmosphere makes the sun and moon tremble appear in it.

"They have arrived." A smile appeared on the face of the sky-eating, and his expression suddenly relaxed.