While others are serious about cultivating immortality, I will send their idiots to heaven.

Half body of Zhenyuan Tower?

Song Zhi silently recited the name of the immortal weapon mentioned by the system in his heart, and flew into the tower involuntarily.

This black tower body has neither a base nor a treasure cover.

Just standing naked in the lavender lake.

As soon as Song Zhi's feet landed, the fragments of the fairy weapon she had stored in her dantian automatically emerged and flew toward the corner of the tower.

As soon as it moved, Song Zhi was forcibly dragged over by an irresistible force.

Just listen to a "tick" sound.

Song Zhi saw that the fragments fit perfectly into the corners of the first floor of the tower.

The next moment, the entire space of the tower suddenly bloomed with thousands of golden threads.

The silk threads were intertwined and twisted into a large golden net, rushing towards Song Zhiduotou.

Song Zhi: "..."

Help!

"Go away!"

Song Zhi only had time to curse angrily before her whole body was instantly submerged by the big net.

*

Song Zhi was awakened by a sudden earthquake.

She stood up hastily and looked around.

But she was surprised to find that she had actually switched worlds and was no longer in the black tower.

It is surrounded by open plains and lush forests.

She was on a simple flying boat.

Countless flying magic weapons and spiritual weapons were gathered around the flying boat, some were large and some were small, some were luxurious and some were simple.

Everyone scrambled to fly in one direction.

Behind them are all kinds of monsters and beasts with various tricks.

Song Zhi originally thought that it was the shock caused by these human cultivators and the large monster clan traveling together that caused the space in this world to become unstable and collapse.

But when she raised her eyes and looked hard, she realized that she was wrong.

The movement that caused the earth to collapse that day was clearly caused by two powerful women attacking each other!

*

"Girl, run away quickly!!"

"Stop being stunned, let's go, use your special skills to get out of here!"

"The sky in Qianhu Xiaojie is about to collapse!"

"Our Qianhu small world is so virtuous and talented that we actually attracted two immortals to fight with each other!!"

"It's over, it's all over, the ladder to heaven is broken, it's broken!"

A white-browed monk wearing a gray cassock, stepping on a huge rosary, rushed forward quickly and pushed Song Zhi at the same time.

But his hand passed directly through Song Zhi's body.

Seeing this scene, the monk hissed lightly, with a stunned expression on his kind face.

He frowned and glanced at Song Zhi with complicated expressions. Finally, he was speechless and sped off.

Seeing the monk running for his life, Song Zhi reached out and touched his body.

The touch under the palm was warm and fresh, and there was no scene like the monk passing through her just now.

This strangeness immediately aroused Song Zhi's alert.

She flew forward with the flow, listening to the noisy lamentations around her.

When he heard someone say that he was cut off by an immortal when he climbed the ladder to heaven, a chill ran down Song Zhi's spine and he fell into a state of horror.

Almost all cultivators know the Qianhu interface.

The rupture of the ladder to heaven originated from a battle between immortals thousands of years ago.

The reason for the war is unknown.

Ordinary monks don't know who the two sides of the war are.

Why was the ladder to heaven cut off and destroyed?

Still no one knows about this issue.

Perhaps those long-established monks are aware of this.

But they kept it secret and kept their mouths tight.

Even if young monks like Song Zhi wanted to inquire, they would have no trace.

Song Zhi carefully looked at the spiritual weapons and magic weapons around him, as well as the clothes of the monks.

The more she observed and compared, the more shocked she felt.

Because these people and objects use minimalism or extreme luxury as their main popular styles.

It is clearly the unique style of the world of cultivation ten thousand years ago! She has only seen it in jade slips of knowledge.

and so……

Is she wearing three clothes? ?

Song Zhi frowned and thought, feeling puzzled.

She should obviously be panicking at this moment, but in her heart, the old god is there, and she is extremely calm and calm.

It seems that she is just a tourist traveling through time to review old relationships, not a real participant.

*

"Hao Po, I advise you to just surrender!"

"Otherwise, I will crush your broken pot!!"

When Song Zhi was in a daze, two figures suddenly flew from the sky.

With Song Zhi's cultivation, she could only vaguely recognize that both monks were female.

Among them, the female cultivator wrapped in white aura is slightly smaller and more graceful.

Wrapped in golden light, is a graceful and slender female cultivator.

The golden female cultivator dragged the black pagoda with one hand, and used her other hand to shape a claw, using spiritual energy to clamp a double-eared round pot.

On the body of the pot, a humanoid spirit with reddish-brown skin was twisting and struggling crazily.

"Master, save me!"

The weapon spirit shouted hoarsely at the white light female cultivator, but the female cultivator didn't even look back and ran away quickly.

"Hmph, Wei Han!"

"Don't be too proud, don't forget, the Zhenyuan Tower weapon spirit is still in my belly!!"

"If you dare to hurt Tuntian, I will dare to refine the spirit of Zhenyuan Tower!!"

"Don't force me..."

*

The white-light female cultivator named Hao Po screamed and quickly formed seals in her hands.

I don’t know what magic she used.

Song Zhi saw only her small flying boat, which was still moving forward slowly.

The other flying magic weapons, or the people and monsters who stepped on the magic weapons and fled forward, all fell back involuntarily.

During this process, Song Zhi and the old monk who had reached out to push her forward happened to look at each other.

Then, she was horrified to see that the old monk's energy was exhausted and disappeared in two breaths.

The rosary beads under his feet lost their owner and immediately returned to their original appearance and fell downwards.

And this is just the beginning.

More and more demon cultivators lost their origins in the process of regression, turned into a ball of flying ashes, and died inexplicably in an extremely fast time.

Those flying magic weapons that have lost their owners, whether they are simple and small, or luxurious and huge.

They all looked like dead objects and suddenly fell to the ground.

There were also a few people who escaped from this crisis and struggled to escape further.

*

"Hao Po!!"

"You really deserve to die. A majestic human spirit and immortal actually practices evil methods and murders the lives of your fellow humans."

"If you are so ruthless and dehumanizing, even if you reach the pinnacle of cultivation, Heaven will never open the gates of heaven for you to ascend!"

"Zhenyuan helps me, slay the demons and restore the right path!"

"rise……"

"town……"

"I, Wei Han, will use my immortal body to sacrifice the pagoda spirit to eliminate demons and protect the way. I hope that the Heavenly Dao of Qianhu Small Realm will help me to suppress the evil immortal Hao Po and end the source of chaos in the three thousand realms!"

"Hao Po, suffer death!!"

A golden female cultivator named Wei Han recited the sacrificial words.

She suddenly opened her eyes and looked directly at Hao Po, an icy blue spiritual light shot out from her palm, and the double-eared round pot was immediately shattered and destroyed.

The weapon spirit screamed and fled in a hurry, but in the next moment, it was sucked into the black tower.

The black tower is good at facing the wind and rushes straight towards the white light evil fairy flying high.

Hao Po's face was full of anger, and he sneered and resisted.

Behind her, a steady stream of spiritual power was drawn and purified from the surroundings, and flew into her body in an instant.

Everywhere she passed was barren of grass and life.

"Wei Han, you madman!!"