Master: This Traitorous Disciple Is Not a Holy Son

Chapter 239: Heavenly Road, Sophora Japonica

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A promenade condensed from the colorful light.

The meta -magnetic storm rushed on the face.

Chu Xiu strolled in it, and his long long hair was flying, which was not affected at all.

The aurora flashed in front of him.

Chu Xiu's eyes were half -stubborn, realizing the rules of the world here.

It is found that the rules of this place are different from the Tianqiong mainland.

The vitality of heaven and earth is not particularly rich.

A ray of star light came into view.

"Exit?"

There is an irregular oval gap in the promenade of hundreds of thousands of miles away.

Chu Xiu slowly approached.

When he was away from thousands of miles, he stopped.

The expression on his face became extremely weird.

"roar--"

The gap in the star light emits deafening roar.

A large tongue with bright starlight, as soon as lightning, spanned thousands of miles away, rushed straight to Chuxiu's face door.

"Bold."

Chu Xiu sneered, pointed out, the mana was heer, and the stars were broken.

Click to click- ——

The seemingly indestructible tongue, facing the finger of Chu Xiu, suddenly broke.

" -"

The unknown monster was loud and disappeared for a moment.

At the same time, there is also the starlight gap similar to the gallery exit.

"The pinnacle of the Holy King!"

Chu Xiu felt the breath of that monster, and immediately judged the level of the opponent's power.

"No wonder the old monk said that the sky was crisis everywhere."

"It opened his mouth to disguise exit, seduced the monk into his mouth, and he was really defending."

Shaking his head, Chu Xiu stepped forward.

After half an hour.

Chu Xiu met a star monster again.

This time, he did not keep his hand and directly killed the town.

One hour later, Chu Xiu discovered the real exit.

Leave the colorful light gallery.

Under the foot is a boulder suspended in the air, with thousands of miles in diameter.

Chu Xiu stared.

In addition to the boulder under the feet also exudes colorful fluorescence, it is dark in all directions and can be seen clearly.

In front of the boulder, a ruin collapsed, and half of the archway was inserted obliquely above the ruins.

It has gone through endless years, and the ancient characters carved in the archway are already very vague.

Only by carefully identifying it can be seen clearly.

The ancient characters Chu Xiu didn't know it, but it was strange that he knew the meaning of the two ancient characters.

"Sky Road-"

It turns out that this is the real land of the real road.

Chu Xiu took a closer.

The emperor -level divine thoughts spread out, spreading out, watching the bunch of ruins that did not know how many thousand years ago.

After confirming that there is nothing abnormal.

He retracted God's thoughts.

Huho- 呼 ——

Huho- 呼 ——

The sound of whistling came from the top of the head.

Chu Xiu raised his head.

Numerous meters of grains, colorful meteors, cut through the dark space and fall from top to top, getting faster and faster.

Blink.

The meteor expands from the size of the rice grains to the diameter of 10,000 miles.

They are like glowing islands, falling around Chu Xiu's floating island, and quietly suspended, but no longer continue to fall.

These islands are different in shape.

There are various heavenly and earth treasures, all kinds of spiritual grass, spiritual planting, and Tao fruit trees, countless.

"Om-"

The island burst into strong light, and it gathered into a light bridge and connected to the floating island where Chu Xiu was located.

Next Chu Xiu needed to choose a light bridge and set foot on a floating island.

Different floating islands represent different forward directions.

There are 4,999 floating islands around Chu Xiu.

Representative, he has a total of 4,999 options, 4,999 in the direction of Article 4,999.

However, Chu Xiu is not ready to choose any island.

He was not interested in those heaven and earth treasures on the island.

Sensing.

It was found that the dark space around it was indeed full of banned air.

The ban is very powerful.

Generally, Jiu Zhongtian must be suppressed and unable to fly. Only through a floating island can you continue to move forward.

However, these could not help Chu Xiu.

He made one hand, showing a group secret, throwing a flag, and shooting in all directions.

After completely suppressing the ban.

Chu Xiu flew into the dark night sky, stepped on the darkness, and moved along the light of the island.

While moving forward, he was observing the situation on the island.

There are indeed many heavenly treasures on the island, which is also crisis.

He saw a lot of bodies wearing black robes or monks.

A large blood -sucking mosquito with a pot is attached to the corpse, eating the body and blood of the corpse.

Some islands are shrouded in various poisonous fogs, the monks rushed into it, and the body would be corroded into blood in an instant, and the soul would collapse.

Chu Xiu's eyes moved slightly, turning the direction, and turned into a golden flowing light to the top.

The speed is getting faster and faster.

I didn't know how long it took, he stopped.

The surroundings are dark.

Chu Xiu murmured to himself, "There is no end on it, and there should be no end to the bottom."

He lowered his head, and this distance was no longer visible.

"It's a magical space."

Chu Xiu sank and returned to OK Island.

He tried to tear the void, however, the space in this place was extremely stable, and even if he was now a strong emperor, he could not shake the slightest.

Chu Xiu had to follow the glowing island group to continue.

With his current speed.

Only three days later, they flew to the end of the island group.

It is hard to imagine that an island of ordinary monks and an island comes over. How much time does it take and how much crisis needs to be experienced.

Chu Xiu was suspended in the air and looked at it.

At the end of the island group, a larger island is connected.

It has a diameter of millions of miles, and the surface is covered with overwhelming ice.

Even after tens of thousands of miles away, Chu Xiu can feel the bitter chill.

No, it is not chilling, but a kind of ice rules.

The entire island is shrouded in the ice rules.

The living spirit rashly stepped into it and could not resist the almost regular chill, and the vitality would be annihilated instantly, and the body turned into ice sculptures.

There are tens of thousands of humanoid ice sculptures on Iceland.

They were the monks who came here through the island, but unfortunately stayed on this Iceland forever.

Chu Xiu naturally does not fear the ice rules here.

He stepped down and crossed the Iceland with millions of miles in diameter.

The second blood -red flame mountain came into view.

The size is equal to Iceland.

The blood -colored flames are burning in the sky, so that the space here is stable, otherwise, the space will be burned by the high temperature.

Chu Xiu stepped across the Flame Mountain.

The third mountain that appeared on the face was a knife mountain, with a knife on the upside, and strangled all the dare to step in.

Chu Xiu broke the way with force, his body was incredible, and he naturally did not fear these knives.

"Who is the young man who is the black robe?

"Wait, there is a ban on airbound here, why can he fly?"

Between the volcano and Dao Mountain, in a canyon.

Two men, one woman, three monks, staring at the figure above.

"It's terrible."

"We have worked hard, and I don't know how many companions died on the way to come here."

"However, others are just a step, and it takes more than ten years and hundreds of years."

Dressed in a blue aunt in the blue sea, his eyes were bleak and his smile was extremely bitter.

"Minghui, let's continue!"

The monk dressed, and the strong man with his upper body sinking.

"Okay, continue to move forward."

"Even if we die, we will die on the road!"

........

As Chu Xiu became more and more deeper.

There are fewer and fewer monks he encountered.

Gradually, even the trace of the monk was invisible.

Chu Xiu's movement is too fast.

It was finished in a month, and the other monks were difficult to leap in their lives.

On this day.

He stopped.

Long hair fluttering, standing on a bluestone with a negative hand.

Ahead.

The earth is stained with blood, the blood is thick as ink, and the center of the earth is stained with a locust tree quietly. The trunk is 80,000 feet height.

Chu Xiu narrowed his eyes and murmured: "This locust tree reminds me of an old man."

"Two more ..... Everyone good night"

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