Several elders heard this statement, and at the same time an idea emerged in their minds, ‘Watch the changes! ’

To which side the Victory Tianpian falls, then to whom it will be signed.

True person Zunwu knew that they would do the same thing, and if they were not coerced by the thunder umbrella, they would actually do it.

He couldn't help but had to work for the Twelfth Floor, so he tried his best to persuade the four factions and tempted another sentence:

"You have been waiting for the inheritance of the sect for at least ten thousand years. You must have heard of the name of Shangyu. There is a complete upper imperial mantle in the'Chonglou Dongtian'. People are not only given the orthodox human teaching inheritance. The so-called dongtian blessing is the gathering of heaven and earth's luck. As long as the "Chonglou dongtian" is not destroyed, you can be blessed by heaven forever!

Whoever signs up first, who has the most talents, and who signs up late, will be treated as abandoned sons even if he goes to war, and will be given to the nine-eyed magic lamp! "

What he said was a fall in the sky, and ultimately only aroused the enthusiasm of Miaoqimen Nie Cangxue.

The remaining three elders are cautious, and for the sake of safety and prudence, wait and see!

This is a fight between the gods, and they have been hit by the fish, so they can't stand in groups as a last resort.

During the secret consultations between the five great boy sects, news about the fight between the nine-eye magic lamp and the twelve-story building was spreading wildly. All corners of Dongyazhou, wherever monks were infested, were affected without exception.

This is a war that determines the dominance of Dongya Continent. It is larger, more intense, and more influential than the battle provoked by the Flowerless Ancestor in the past.

In fact, the situation is not vague.

The nine-eyed magic lamp is the treasure of the barbarians, and none of the barbarians living in Dongyazhou will sign it to the Twelfth Floor.

The Twelfth Floor was summoned by the two ancestors of the Yao Clan and the Ming Clan. In order to prevent the Dongya Great Sacrifice from being opened again, the Yao Clan and Ming Clan have all prepared themselves to go.

Only the orthodox cultivators of the human race do not know how to choose. For countless years, they have been paying tribute to the Moon Barbarian Court, and they do not think that the barbarians are alien. On the contrary, they are not at odds with the demon and the dark, and they even have different enemies.

No matter how they think about it, they think that they should contribute to the nine-eyed magic lamp, otherwise let the Yaoming clan take control of Dongyazhou, I am afraid they will turn their guns to kill them.

It's not that there is no such possibility!

But the twelve-story building is actually a treasure of human education, similar to this kind of sacred relic left by the wild, and it is a deadly enemy with the nine-eye magic lamp, which is really unacceptable.

These Human Race monks thought about it, and they all felt that watching the changes, seemed to be the best decision.

If the nine-eye magic lamp wins, everything remains the same. In case the nine-eye magic lamp shows its defeat, it will be sent to the twelfth floor in a swarm at that time. Anyway, the demon and the Ming can not be dominated by the two clans!

‘Contemplation’ has already begun, how will ‘its change’ change?

Inside the twelfth floor.

The rising evil spirit of Yuan He's horn suddenly stopped, and the environment was changing rapidly. The originally claustrophobic room suddenly collapsed. He only felt a strong light before his eyes, causing him to close his eyes unconsciously.

When he opened his eyes again, he was already in a brand new world.

"This... what kind of land is this?"

The sky is high and the earth is wide.

The bearded guest, Pang Min, and Zhong Diao'er who accompanied him were all at a loss, staring into the distance, all of them were dumbfounded.

At the foot is the verdant green area, full of colorful flowers, among the flowers are dotted with lakes and streams.

My eyes continued to move forward, passing the poetic plains, I saw endless stretches of strange peaks and mountains in the distance, animal flocks jumping along the mountains, birds flying in groups, but they were just a shadow, like pure aura condensed Become.

Looking at the mountain again, the sea of ​​clouds and mist are looming, and a towering pavilion floats in the clouds. The sky above is shining with colorful rays of light, occasionally...

"Is that a dragon?"

There are not only dragon shadows, but also many unknown rare fowls and spirits, and their companions fly outside the building, reflecting the unpredictable spectacle. This is a complete fairy house style.

Zhong Diao'er couldn't help but rubbed against Yuan He's Taoist robe, and asked in surprise, "Master, is this an illusion or a real world?"

Yuan He showed joy on the brows, and replied: "This is the'Chonglou Cave Sky', not an illusion, including the beasts and birds you saw, but also real objects of spiritual energy!"

In fact, he was delighted not because of the twelve-story building, but because he thought of the falling star clock. If he could reproduce the sky of this clock, then all the mantle left by the first ape of the star-picking would be passed on by him.

The benefits of the real treasures are not only reflected in the power, but also include the treasure of the cave!

After hearing this, Baraner and Pang Min trembled with excitement: "Let's come first, can't we take all the mantle and bowl in the cave for ourselves?"

Yuan He immediately shook his head: "We can only practice here at present, unless we win this war, we can't inherit the treasure of the cave!"

He suddenly reduced his smile and pointed to the Yunzhong pavilion on the distant mountains, and instructed Baraner and Pang Min: "There are twelve caves in the twelve-story building. If we sign here, we must assume the heavy responsibility of guarding. If they die on the Corridor of Miserable Reality, then the opponent's monks can attack here. Once they destroy that pavilion, the twelve-story building will be defeated, and there is even a risk of falling!"

Yuan He judged that this cave was the core of the twelve-story building. Even if all the other eleven caves were destroyed, he would be able to turn the tide as long as the place was not lost, because the Heavenly Destruction Corridor here directly leads to the nine-eyed magic lamp. Core cave sky!

As soon as the war was mentioned, Barbender and Pommington were frustrated and asked Yuan He anxiously: "We only have six monks. The highest cultivation level is only the early stage of Jin Dan. How can we hold this ten thousand li dojo?"

Yuan He didn’t know how to guard, but he couldn’t let the army be upset, so he said, “We can sign the Twelfth Floor, and there must be more allies coming in. This is a real treasure. The monks in the continent are definitely willing to contribute to it!"

Just now, I heard Shi Xinyan’s voice coming in: "Master Yuan, you actually landed in the'Chun Xiao Tian', this is a great opportunity! The Saint Xiao Lou arranged the forbidden years in this cave. You stay here for a month, but a day outside the sky!

Hey, but the greater the chance, the heavier the responsibility. The'Chun Xiaotian' is connected to the'Zhumu Tian' of the nine-eye magic lamp. The cave sky also has a time-stay forbidden, time is still, and life will not pass when you enter the practice. , You can only defeat the Nine Eyes Magic Lamp if you break through this world! "

"Mother-in-law? Where are you?" Yuan He looked around. He couldn't see the exit of Dongtian, and he didn't know where the sound came from.

"The old man can't hear you, so I can only transmit sound to you. The cave and sky barrier of the twelfth floor is still evolving, and the entrance and exit have not yet been revealed. We can only meet until the evolution is over! Master Yuan, you can practice in the'Chun Xiaotian' with peace of mind This battle is protracted, and it may last for decades or even hundreds of years. It’s because of you that you opened the Corridor, and you also need to fight in the first battle. Who is your opponent? There is no name signing yet, waiting for the bridge. When the name emerges, the old man will ask his colleagues to investigate their details and inform you at that time!" Shi Xinyan is floating outside the twelfth floor at this moment.

She has tried her best to the inheritance of Wangxin Bridge, knowing that if the war is over and the twelve-story building can win, then the sky in the building will be permanently opened up in the thunderstorm.