Chapter 2040

Looking at the vast Nebula composed of fireflies in front of us, and then looking at the clusters of strange figures in the distance, Jiang Cheng was a little confused.

"This..."

"What is this doing?"

He could easily perceive that all the people in front of him were conscious bodies.

"No, so many heavenly people lived to the third era?"

"No."

After carefully perceiving it, he immediately found that these consciousness bodies were incredibly weak.

There is no spiritual meaning at all, not even consciousness.

Just a way out of the body without the idea of offensive and defensive ability.

This weak idea is far beyond the reach of even the lowest rank of Tianzu.

As for the mysterious will he had just sensed, it had disappeared.

"Did I misunderstand something?"

This brother is a little embarrassed.

At this point, he finally saw it.

Those ideas could not have come here, but a special medium brought them here.

And that special 'medium' is the mysterious will that you just perceived.

"That will doesn't seem to be the spirit of the heavenly family."

"It's more like the power of the Tao."

Think about it carefully. Doesn't the Tao of heaven also have a will?

"Although the will of that person just now is far from being compared with the will of heaven, it can give me the illusion of eleven levels of heaven. It is already a miracle for the immortal who can't cultivate his spirit."

"No accident, should it be the ancient saint of Xianwu island?"

After thinking about all this, he could not help shaking his head and laughing.

Later, he summoned his spirit and came to a strange immortal.

The man was holding a yellow firefly, and he didn't know what he was feeling with his eyes closed.

Jiang Cheng did not disturb him.

It was not until the firefly he held became darker and darker, and finally disappeared that he finally opened his mouth.

"What are you doing, man?"

Startled by his sudden greeting, the man's weak thoughts shook and twisted, and almost drifted away on the spot.

It was not easy to stabilize, and then turned around viciously.

He looked up and down at the strange Jiang city.

"Get out of here!"

Brother Cheng is a little sad.

"Is the folk custom in xianwuzhou so unsophisticated?"

With a wave of his hand, he sent the man in front of him back to his hometown for free.

A wisp of thought is scattered, but it will not endanger your life.

However, this man's chance is over.

Because there is only one chance to enter Xianzang in the death world.

Even if he imagined the nebula again, he could not get the traction of the mysterious will.

Cheng Ge, who had done a 'great job', clapped his hands and brushed his clothes.

"This is what I should do. Don't thank me."

In a cave in a holy land on the canglan continent, a novice Taoist God turned pale and suddenly woke up.

His eyes were full of anger, and the fierce roar of filial piety made the cave rustle.

"Who did it! Who did it!"

"Damn it, don't let me find you!"

Wandering back in the Jiang city where the immortal hid in the death world, although Mao didn't ask, at least he knew something to learn from.

He also found a firefly and put his hands around it.

After a full minute, the firefly did not change.

He has not changed.

"What's going on?"

He looked at the other immortals around him, as if each one had a great harvest.

It made him a little unbalanced.

"Is it because my operation posture is wrong?"

"It seems that we still have to ask someone else."

"Cluck!"

A faint smile like a silver bell came from behind him.

Jiang Cheng looked back and saw that he was an acquaintance.

"Ling!"

The woman in front of me is still the same as before. She looks like a naive and fresh girl next door.

But the eyes of the black ones are still full of familiar nimbleness and cunning.

Seeing her, chengge was surprised and delighted.

"Wocao, are you in xianwuzhou?"

"Ah, yes, you used to be a heavenly palace horse. It's not surprising that you would come to the emperor of war."

He greeted him with a smile.

"Yes, long time no see."

Ling's eyes are bent into crescent moon because of the smile.

"Where have you been all these years? Why can't I find you?"

The corner of brother Cheng's mouth was slightly cocked. He was about to pat her fragrant shoulder as skillfully as before, and he remembered that she was just a weak idea.

If you are touched by your powerful spirit, you may break up on the spot.

I had to put my hands back.

He proudly raised his eyebrows and deliberately teased her.

"Oh, so you've been looking for me? Is that what you think of me?"

The corners of Ling's eyes trembled slightly.

No one has dared to talk to her like this for many years.

Jiang Cheng's familiar Sao Bao style brought her back to her previous encounters in the heavenly palace.

So that her smile became lighter.

"Oh, you're still so amorous. I just want to make sure you're dead."

"Huaichun girls are always duplicity."

Jiang Cheng didn't know why. He wanted to make fun of her.

Maybe I was with Ling in the past, either taking my sister or on my way.

His adoring eyes made him addicted to the costume of a hero who saved the United States.

"I haven't had a brother with you these years, so I don't feel safe?"

Ling couldn't help rolling her eyes.

When did this guy want to paint the lake, he didn't know he was the emperor of war.

"Cut, I still don't know who will take whom."

"You girl, I haven't seen you for many years. You've forgotten your identity."

Brother Cheng glared at her discontentedly.

"Have you forgotten what to call brother?"

Ling remembered the gambling agreement at the Tongshen meeting.

For a short depressed second, she showed a sweet smile and deliberately shouted in a soft voice.

"Brother Jiang......"

"Good!"

Chengge showed a satisfied smile.

"By the way, what kind of group activity is this? I think other people seem to have got the chance."

Ling gave him a sympathetic look. The guy was still as ignorant as before.

"This is the immortal possession of the death world."

"What is the immortal possession of the death world?"

"The so-called falling world is the holy world of falling."

Ling slowly said, "after the Holy Lord is killed, the holy world containing the Tao will collapse and become scattered ownerless treasures."

"As long as the immortals who have cultivated their own way can come to acquire these broken ways to improve themselves."

Jiang Cheng suddenly realized.

From this point of view, this opportunity can only be touched by the realm above the Tao God.

After all, Tao saints and Taoists have no way of their own.

"Strange."

He touched his chin, frowned and thought.

"I remember that after the holy world was destroyed, shouldn't it be recycled by the way of heaven and then refined into the most precious treasure of the way of heaven?"

"How could it become an ownerless Tao and then be absorbed by other immortals?"

As soon as he said this, Ling, who had a playful attitude, was surprised.

"How do you know that heaven will reclaim the holy world?"