The most difficult system to open in history

"Do you want me to open a hole in the portal of the Immortal Realm for you, so that you, together with Gou Chen, can enter it?"

Chapter 1917

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Outside the Nanxian Gate, the tumbling purple air continued to gather and then split.

Every gathering and dispersing of these purple qis represents that the Maharaja of Zhongtian has countless thoughts in his mind.

In many cases, the strength of a monk is not only manifested in supernatural powers or realms, wisdom is also a crucial part.

"Northern Great Xia, Sanxian Mountain sank, after this seat was disbanded, what happened to the Northern Territory?"

A murmured voice came out from the mouth of Zhongtian Maharaja, and then in front of him, a response from Zhao Xiu, followed by:

"The younger generation has this intention, and Zhongtian Majesty doesn't know it. Entering from the entrance of Endless Mountain in our Daxia territory, all directions are extremely dangerous, and the direction is chaotic. It is impossible to find anyone.

"Since the Immortal Emperor created this world back then, you naturally have a way to enter the core of this world. I have been searching for it, but I didn't expect to find the answer in your hands."

There was a little joy in Zhao Xiu's voice, but the Zhongtian Maharaja outside the Nanxian Gate did not directly agree, but raised his hand, pinched his fingers and counted, and the wisps of purple energy around him continued to collide and disillusion .

Then, an illusory voice came from Zhongtian Maharaja's mouth:

"Gou Chen is in charge of the West Pole. He is supposed to control the killing and guard against all gods. He is too aggressive. If you have a little girl by your side, you can restrain him and complement each other."

When this voice came out, the phoenix flames surrounding Zhao Xiu's body suddenly burned, and then he saluted solemnly, and said:

"Junior, thank you, Maharaja Zhongtian!"

"If it wasn't for the fact that my true spirit is not welcomed by heaven, I would still go to the present northern border to see what this mysterious country, Great Xia, really looks like."

With a slightly melancholy voice, Zhongtian Maharaja's mouth came out, and then his right hand continued to slowly lift up, and he spoke again:

"The circulation of all things in the world is not always static. In my long life, I have witnessed too many so-called miracles. On the other hand, Dao 49, Tianyan [-], and the rest are variables.

"My lord has always believed that even if it is the way of heaven, there will be times when it is not calculated. Looking at the entire land of Taixuan today, it can be called a variable. Your Daxia is definitely one of them."

After the words fell, in the hands held up by the Maharaja Zhongtian, the face-sized world ball slowly condensed out again. Perhaps because he knew the origin of this world, it made it even more beautiful in Zhao Xiu's eyes. for real.

Even with the sweeping eyes of the Great Xia Wu Empress, one can see the basic laws of annihilation and reorganization in the world of Endless Mountain.

"I used to dislike variables the most, but now that the times have changed, I start to look forward to variables instead."

As the words from Zhongtian Maharaja's mouth came out, the fairy world in the former's hands became more and more solid.

At the same time, Zhao Xiu in front of him directly raised his hand and moved forward lightly. The golden flame of the Phoenix on his arm slowly extended forward, and finally separated from his fingers, condensing into a small phoenix flame. Feather crystals.

This phoenix feather crystal flashed and flickered, and contained extremely unique information inside. Then Zhao Xiu raised his hand and waved forward, and the void outside the sky suddenly split outward.

In the next breath, a flying messenger waving its wings hovered directly in front of Zhao Xiu's golden figure, and then the latter stretched out two fingers, clamped the phoenix feather crystal in front of him, and gently stuffed it into the flying messenger's rucksack within.

"It's such a mysterious transmission method. This little thing can actually break through the space, and even soar in the void outside the territory. With this alone, it has faintly surpassed the previous transmission method of the Immortal Palace."

Today may be a particularly surprising day for Maharaja Zhongtian. The novel method belonging to Daxia made this long-lived existence feel this extremely unusual emotion time and time again.

"Senior, it is normal for my Great Xia to have something different from being independent from the system of the Taixuan Land these years."

After putting the phoenix feather crystal into the rucksack of the flying messenger, Zhao Xiu waved lightly, causing the waving pony to break through the void again and bring the contents inside to Tianxin City, Fufeng County. In the hands of Zhao Yu outside.

Then, with a little proud voice, Zhao Xiu continued to say:

"As the majesty said, there is no doubt that the great summer in the northern region is a variable in this world, and my nephew has the posture of embracing the sky.

"This palace can say with certainty that in time, Daxia will be the protagonist on the stage of this land of great mystery!"

Zhao Xiu said this with great certainty, and then Zhongtian Maharaja, who was holding the Immortal Realm in front of him, showed a smile, and said softly:

"As for Da Xia, I will wait and see."

After finishing speaking, Maharaja Zhongtian raised his hand, stretched out his index finger, and swipe lightly at the spherical world in front of him. After making a cut, he made a gesture of please.

In the next breath, the golden phoenix flame continued to burn fiercely on Zhao Xiu's slender body.

However, the latter did not directly transform into a golden phoenix and rush into the world of Endless Mountains, but stared at the purple figure in front of him, and then said:

"Senior, although it's a bit presumptuous, but I still have something to ask, junior, don't you plan to enter this endless mountain world to have a look?"

The voice of inquiry came out from Zhao Xiu's mouth, and Maharaja Zhongtian didn't hesitate at all, and responded directly:

"The time has not yet come, and now the true spirits of Qinghua and Changsheng are almost disillusioned, not to mention awakening them, at least we must use means to maintain stability.

"On the other hand, the secrets of heaven are unpredictable. It is foreseeable that a dispute that will sweep across the mainland will soon begin. If I enter this realm, it means that the entire land of Taixuan will be completely out of control."

After finishing speaking, Maharaja Zhongtian's whole body became more blurred, and then he paused for a while, as if he was thinking and hesitating.

The last faint voice continued to come out from the mouth of Zhongtian Maharaja, lingering outside the Nanxianmen:

"One more thing, I have just used the power of the true spirit to calculate the general situation of this world.

"If I return to the Lingxiao Palace at this time, to kill the sage who is in a fierce battle, there is a [-]% chance of winning."

After the words [-]% chance of winning came out, Zhao Xiu's face changed for a while, her red lips parted slightly, and just as the voice was about to be heard, the voice of Zhongtian Maharaja rang out first:

"If you try to go with me, you don't have to."

After the words fell, Maharaja Zhongtian, who was in the midst of the tumbling purple air, kept his posture unchanged, and the voice continued to sound:

"Other people may not know it, but I know very well that the Lingxiao Palace is not accessible to ordinary people. Since the Holy One can climb to the top of this palace, it means that his cultivation level is already extremely high.

"At the same time, in the Lingxiao Palace, the number of people is meaningless. It doesn't make any difference whether you go or not, so you should follow Gou Chen and go to the Immortal Realm to have a look, please!"

Chapter 1918 The Chosen One

"Thank you, Maharaja Zhongtian, for your fulfillment!"

Outside the Nanxian Gate, Zhao Xiu, whose robes were fluttering, straightened his body, saluted the purple figure in front of him again, and then continued to speak:

"The content you told the younger generation before has been delivered to His Majesty Daxia through the flying messenger, so if Majesty Zhongtian has any requirements, you can directly contact Daxia in the Northern Territory.

"As the saying goes, the enemy of an enemy is a friend. Now that the Holy Court has become the biggest threat, I must take action towards His Majesty."

After Zhao Xiu's words fell, Zhongtian Maharaja, who was holding the Immortal Realm, nodded, and continued to say in a gentle voice:

"The current structure of the land of Taixuan, Daxia has become one of the most important powerhouses, and this deity will naturally not ignore it."

"This junior still hopes that I can meet you again in this Endless Mountain in the future!"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Xiu stopped talking, and her tall body exploded directly, turning into a golden phoenix with spread wings, and after spinning around, it flew directly into the world of Endless Mountain that was cut open.

In the next breath, all the dust settled, and then the tumbling purple air outside the Nanxian Gate instantly stopped in place under the action of a vast force.

Then Zhongtian Maharaja turned around slowly, and the vast purple energy around his body, as if he had been summoned by some kind, all went back into the former's body.

"All things are illusory, and it is difficult to see true knowledge!"

A faint voice came from Zhongtian Maharaja's vague body, and then he raised his hand and waved lightly, and the entire void began to collapse.

This is undoubtedly a very strange picture.

This space outside the sky is like a stage where the curtain has been removed, and it begins to reveal its original appearance.

The Southern Immortal Gate is still the same Southern Immortal Gate, majestic and unparalleled, suppressing the world, but the square outside the Immortal Gate, which was originally extremely empty, now has a large number of overhauls with different robes, which are gathering rapidly.

At the same time, a cold and stern shout sounded directly below the Nanxian Gate:

"According to the order of the Palace Master of Tian Ce Palace in the Holy Court, due to the emergency of the war, I specially summoned you to gather here, and then entered the Holy Palace of the Celestial Court.

"This place is the residence of the sage, don't look at it, touch it, or touch it, or the god will be destroyed!"

This voice was extremely domineering. At the same time, among the gathering figures, an old monk in purple slowly opened his eyes.

In the eyes of the old monk, there was a mist and purple mist rolling, but this strangeness only lasted for a moment, and then completely dissipated.

But the breath leaked out at that moment, and several people around them trembled subconsciously.

Then, a slightly cautious voice sounded in the old man's ears:

"Old fellow Taoist, you are really calm. You must know that this place is the ruins of the Xianting Holy Palace, and you are still in the mood to close your eyes."

The one who spoke at this time was a young man standing beside the old man in purple, with a slightly immature face, which meant that he was really young.

However, the brocade clothes on this young man are quite gorgeous, and he also has a few Taoist artifacts that exude a strong aura, which also indicates that his family background is extraordinary.

And maybe because of being too excited or nervous, at this moment the young man's complexion turned green and red, and his fists were clenched tightly in one place, so he almost trembled.

Then he should have felt his gaffe, the young man took a deep breath, looked around calmly, lowered his voice, and continued to speak:

"Old fellow Taoist, are you not nervous? You must know that the platform we are stepping on at this time was in ancient times, but only those immortals in mythology are qualified to stand on it."

After finishing speaking, perhaps to supplement his point of view, the young man swallowed, and then said:

"In other words, those of us who climbed to the place where the fairy court is located can be said to have reached the sky in one step!"

"The Immortal Court Palace has been destroyed for such a long time, and it doesn't make much sense to say these things at this time."

The reply from the old man in purple clothes was gentle, but it carried an undeniable meaning, which stunned the young man beside him, nodded subconsciously, then seemed to think of something, shook his head suddenly and said:

"But even if the Immortal Court is no longer there, there is still the Holy Court. Anyway, when the people from the Heavenly Strategy Palace in the Holy Court came to my house, they said so to my family."

After finishing speaking, the young man in brocade clothes nodded heavily again, and the determined voice continued to sound:

"Pick up the kid and I will go to the fairy palace, and I will reach the sky in one step!"

When he said these words, the corners of the young man's mouth raised, and there was a little heroism in his thin body.

In the next breath, his eyes fixed on the Nantian Gate in front of him, and with a little yearning voice, he said again:

"Since you are standing here, old man, you must be the chosen one among countless monks, just like this young master.

"Unexpectedly, although my family and sect are not top-notch, I am the chosen one of the holy court. Thinking about it now, I feel like I am still in a dream."

A growing smile appeared on the young man's face, then he turned his head, glanced at the face of the old man beside him, and continued to ask:

"Boy Lei Ming, from Ben Leizong, don't know where the old man is from?"

"The old man has already forgotten where he came from, but if you count carefully, I was born in the north."

As soon as the word "Northern Territory" came out, the mouth of the young man beside him opened into a round circle, and he even took a step away subconsciously, and stammered:

"North, the northern border. Doesn't it mean that it comes from Da, Daxia, which has been very popular recently?"

Before he could finish his words, the young man continued to take three steps outward, looking as if he was terrified and far away. Not only him, but also the monks around him who had heard the words spread out. in a circle.

It is worth mentioning that at this time, these monks gathered outside the Nanxian Gate all have a very obvious characteristic, that is, there is not a low level of thunder attribute aura around their bodies.

"Big Xia, there are actually monks from Da Xia. Isn't this Da Xia secretly hostile to the Holy Court? Could it be that the two are secretly connected?"

Low-key questions emerged in the minds of the surrounding monks, but soon, these people thought about it flawlessly.

Because within the Nanxian Gate in front, a figure like a bamboo pole walked out slowly, with lightning-like eyes, looking straight ahead.

There was subtle disdain in this person's eyes, and finally the corners of his mouth raised, and an extremely hoarse voice came out:

"Welcome to the ruins of the Holy Palace, the Chosen Ones!"

The four characters of Tianxuan Zhiren, this person bit down extremely hard, then he turned sideways, exposing the Nantian Gate behind his back, and the voice came out again:

"Come on, enter this door, and your fate will completely change. Perhaps at this time tomorrow, even Ben Xiu will call you, my lord!"

Chapter 1919

The Chosen One.

The content contained in these short four words is enough to make the ground monks of different races outside the Nantian Gate fall into infinite joy and madness in their hearts.

Therefore, accompanied by the loud words of the monk who was like a bamboo pole, one after another extremely fanatical gazes lit up in the eyes of these monks. If there were not many monks from the Holy Court around, I am afraid that there would have been people who were excited , raised his arms and shouted, cheering again and again.

However, the unbearable excitement still emerged on the faces of these monks, clenched their fists, and what's more, they subconsciously took a step forward, trying to get closer to the Nanxianmen in front of them.

It is true that few people are able to keep calm in the face of the great opportunity to reach the sky in one step, and the young man in brocade clothes also suddenly left behind the old man beside him and the news from the northern border, and stared at him with burning eyes. Looking forward, looking eager to try.

In the next breath, under the Nanxian Gate of the Xianting ruins, the hoarse voice from the bamboo pole-like figure continued:

"Everyone, after I have counted the number of monks in the Holy Court, you can directly enter the Nanxian Gate with me."

After finishing speaking, the figure on the bamboo pole scanned the lower circle again, looking at the various monks in front of him, the disdain hidden in his eyes became stronger.

After a few breaths, when the bamboo pole-like monk saw the holy court monk who was in charge of counting behind the team, he nodded for confirmation, then turned around, waved his hand, and let out a loud roar:

"Enter the Immortal Court!"

After the roar rolled out, a commotion broke out outside the Nanxian Gate, and immediately after, the entire team began to scramble to move forward.