"Want me to help you lead the way?"

Ling's eyes narrowed with a smile.

Chengge can feel her full of malice, but considering that other people will not help themselves, he can only choose her as the goal.

"Well, how can you say you helped me?"

"Let me tell you a secret. In the death world, Xianzang is the little white dragon crossing the river. He can make waves as he wants."

Ling mercilessly complained to his face, "I can't even find the way, but I still want to cross the river, little white dragon?"

Without me, this immortal possession in the death world would have been recycled by the Tao of heaven, okay?

And you haven't reached the realm of the Lord. Where is your self-confidence?

"Yes!"

Brother Cheng smiled and said, "with me, you can enjoy the exclusive service of lying down and flying all the way this time."

"Excited, excited?"

He doesn't feel much about being taken away.

This statement immediately reminds me of the miserable days when Tongshen Congress worked for free.

Is that lying down?

She wanted to beat Jiang Cheng, but her face was like a flower.

"I'm really excited, but I'm sorry that this opportunity doesn't require fighting. So if you want me to lead the way, you have to promise one condition."

Brother Cheng was a little dissatisfied. "What conditions?"

"How do you know that the way of heaven reclaims the holy world?" Ling repeated the question again.

"Your curiosity is really strong."

Jiang Cheng thought for a while, and finally felt that it was nothing to tell her.

"It's very simple. I saw it in the first era."

Ling Wei was stunned. "What was the first era?"

"Have you heard of the battle for the throne?"

"Of course!"

This matter was a shadow in Ling's heart, so that his tone became bleak.

In those years, she missed the grand meeting because she was closed.

After that, the eight heavenly emperors who participated in the battle for the throne returned, and all achieved the throne of God.

Her strength became stronger than her.

That's all. After the eight became true gods, they gradually became different from her and did nothing together until they parted ways.

And the eight former heavenly emperors did not tell her any details about the process of competing for the throne.

At this time, when she heard Jiang Cheng mention it, she remembered that this brother was also a participant.

"What happened in the battle for the throne?"

"The place where the throne was contested was in the first era, and the yuan celestial world where we are now is in the third era."

Jiang Cheng will not describe it in detail, but only gives a rough idea.

"At that time, hundreds of thousands of immortals crossed there. In the first era, there was a heavenly family. Their cultivation was to manipulate the power of heaven and earth with their consciousness, which was suppressed by the way of heaven..."

Although he did not mention Qiu Yuxuan, nor did he mention the part about the gods of heaven, nor did he mention the final battle of heaven, it was enough to shock Ling.

She never dreamed that the so-called battle for the throne would be so big.

The people who cultivate spirit will end up with the will of heaven. After the fall of the Holy Lord, the holy world has been refined into such treasures as Mingyuan pen

All this was beyond her knowledge.

"At last, the experience ended inexplicably, and everyone else had no memory of the experience."

"Then why do you have memories?"

Jiang Cheng also proudly raised his chest.

"Because they are soul piercing and elder brother is body piercing, you are asking the right person."

Ling's heart stirred waves again.

Other people are soul piercing. Why is it that they are body piercing?

At this moment, she felt the particularity of Jiang city again.

His curiosity became even stronger.

"Can you show me the way now?"

"Yes!"

Ling smiled, and then took Jiang Cheng to the center of the nebula.

Along the way, I met more and more light.

This should represent that the Tao rhyme contained in it is more rich.

However, if you want to absorb the Tao at this level, it is not possible for ordinary primary Taoist gods.

At least there must be a high-level Taoist God.

"By the way, even if the two ancient saints don't need these Taoist rhymes, they don't need to do good things on purpose, do they?"

As Jiang Cheng shuttled forward, he asked curiously, "give all the Taoist gods a chance to improve. What do they want?"

Ling didn't look back, just chuckled.

"Because xianwuzhou is a big fat meat in the eyes of many people."

Jiang Cheng suddenly thought of the duel.

"Do you mean that they all want to come to xianwuzhou to preach and spread their Shinto?"

"That's right."

Ling youyou said, "we don't want to practice Shinto. There are many people like us, and they gradually converge into the strongest Xianwu continent among the 81 continents."

"There are more saints here than any other temple, and the saints here are stronger than partial gods."

"But it is a pity that it is still impossible to stop the covetous eyes of 27 holy palaces at the same time."

"Therefore, we can only try our best to improve the overall strength of xianwuzhou so that more saints can appear."

Jiang Cheng suddenly realized.

From this point of view, the whole xianwuzhou is really united and friendly.

His idea was overthrown by himself as soon as it appeared.

No, this will only make xianwuzhou more bloody, right?

After the Lord is killed, their holy way can be absorbed by others.

That means that the dead Lord is equivalent to a good meal.

Who doesn't want more delicious food?

Then we must kill more saints.

He finally understood why those youmu people were surprised when they found that Wushan was the Lord.

They regard Wushan as a good meal!

"According to the living law of xianwuzhou, the saints must hold together, or they will be easily surrounded and killed."

The two ancient saints appeared to be doing good.

In fact, it also turns xianwuzhou into a killing ground in disguise.

"It's a bit cruel."

Ling youyou said, "only in this way can xianwuzhou become stronger."

"With the death of a group of saints, build a new saint?"

"Yes, in the face of the righteous God, one saint is more effective than a hundred saints."

Jiang Cheng did not know how to evaluate this Law of existence for a while.

There seems to be nothing to blame.

If the saints in xianwuzhou don't want to, they can leave here and go to other continents.

But they didn't.

After all, everyone is thinking about other saints being killed, and they can eat this delicious meal and take this opportunity to improve quickly.

Unconsciously, there is no Tao rhyme ahead.

What appeared in front of Jiang Cheng was a huge crystal like a ROC.

The surface of the crystal shows a dark red color and does not emit any intense light.

Around this crystal, there are hundreds of shadowy figures.

Through the Tao rhyme and facing the Tao core, Jiang Cheng faintly felt a powerful repulsion.

Like an invisible barrier.

Ling stopped and looked at him thoughtfully.

"Only the Lord can touch the Tao nucleus through here."