The first five hundred and forty-three chapters

"What exactly is going on?!"

Wang Chong whispered in his heart and couldn't say a word. He never thought that along the light of the building, the last thing he saw was not the Da Luo Xiang Palace, but he stepped into another space.

The world in front of us is very empty, giving people an unknown and mysterious.

Wang Chong’s mind was moved, and the subconsciously expanded his mental power. However, Wang Chong couldn’t feel the slightest difference. And looking back, the golden light behind him has disappeared, only the white mist of the same as before.

Seeing this scene, Wang Chong's brow suddenly wrinkled, and everything in front of him was undoubtedly different from his original imagination.

Oh, at this time, a feeling of slight scalding came from the palm of your hand again, and the big Luo Xianjian in his hand trembled again at this time.

"It seems to be here!"

Wang Chong’s heart is secret. If you are sure to come here, since it is sure that it is right here, Wang Chong will simply settle down.

"Oh la la!"

At this time, the sloshing of a chain suddenly came into the ear, and it was very harsh in this empty and quiet space.

Wang Chong’s heart moved, and he followed the sound. He saw the fog, and the two blurred shadows swayed violently, then disappeared and disappeared again.

"It's a chain!"

Wang Chong’s thoughts flashed in his mind, and he immediately recognized it. He shouted, and the big sleeves waved, and a majestic scream screamed out into a gust of wind, blowing away the fog in front of him. Just below the white stone underneath, not far from each other, Wang Chong saw the chain of two arms thick, flying away from a distance, all the way up, towards the height of the whole space, endless spread And go.

The air flow in the space surges, and the two chains also make a loud noise with a large vibration.

Wang Chong stood in the same place, thinking for a moment, then gently swayed out, flying like a piece of light leaves, falling above the chain.

"It's so cold, it's a slap in the sky!"

Wang Chong's feet just got on the chain and I immediately recognized it. He collected a large number of extraterrestrial iron from overseas, but he is familiar with the texture of this kind of thing, but unlike the ferroniobium he collected, the chain under his feet looks more ancient and the nature is very cold.

Hey, Wang Chong’s body suffocated, and the foot naturally gave birth to a suction, while flying forward.

Ten feet, Baizhang, Qianzhang..., Wang Chong's speed is extremely fast, along the iron rope, the distance from the original position is getting higher and higher, only a moment's time, nothing can be distinguished before the eyes, only the remaining two The icy chain guides the direction.

Wang Chong did not know where this was, nor did he know where the two chains eventually pointed. Everything was unknown and full of endless mystery.

Wang Chong continued to fly forward, and the time passed slowly. One quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour, one hour, two hours, three hours, Wang Chong’s body was constantly consumed, but the chain in front of him was endless and did not stop. Signs.

Gradually, Wang Chong felt that something was wrong.

"With my current strength, even if it is more than 10,000 meters, an hour has already arrived. But now three or four hours have passed, how can the entire underground have such a large space!"

Wang Chong whispered in his heart, but at this moment, he has no retreat, and he can only continue to go forward.

"Hey!"

At this time, another burst of sound came into the ear. At this moment, Wang Chong suddenly had a strange feeling that could not be said. Wang Chong stopped and walked along the place where the sound came. He saw another place not far from each other. The other chain swayed and passed away from a distance.

That chain is completely different from Wang Chong's direction, but several chains seem to lead in the same direction.

"No! What is that?"

Suddenly, Wang Chong’s eyes swept over the front of the chain, and his eyebrows jumped and immediately found something wrong. Huh, Wang Chong’s big sleeves waved, and the majestic rushing of the past smashed the mist in front of him. The next moment, Wang Chong finally saw what was on the chain.

It was a white sacrum hanging on it, and the chains continued to wander.

When I saw the moment of the bones, a strong impact and a strange feeling that could not be said suddenly came to my heart. Wang Chong entered this mysterious space after passing through the golden light. According to the truth, there should be no other people here.

The sudden appearance of the third chain has made people feel very weird, and the cheekbones hanging on the third chain have enhanced this feeling to the point where they can't be added.

"What the **** is going on? Is it that some people have been here before? Or, apart from here, there are actually other different channels?"

Wang Chong’s heart is one after another.

All the way to the front, seeing more and more chains, and scattered, Wang Chong sees more and more white skeletons, everything looks so mysterious, people can not use common sense to go.

As time passed, Wang Chong couldn’t remember how long he had stayed here, or how far he had traveled. On the way, he only saw more and more chains on his head, increasing from two or three to seven. Eight, more than ten, dozens... As the cobweb, the radiation is in the same direction.

It seems that there is only a moment, and it seems to have passed countless long century. Finally, along the chain that climbed all the way, in the place where countless chains are gathered, Wang Chong saw a light door, and it radiated a faint light at high altitude. Waiting for something.

"Hey!"

At this time, in the hands of Wang Chong, the Da Luo Xianjian, which had been immersed for a long time, seemed to feel something, and he screamed and trembled again. Feeling the blazing scent of the big Luo Xianjian in his hand, Wang Chong suddenly felt refreshed and suddenly returned to God.

His body was shocked, like a string of arrows, rushing into the light door.

Endless white light is on the way, these rays are more dazzling than the sun, so it is impossible to open your eyes for a long time -

When the light in front of her eyes gradually became weak, Wang Chong finally opened his eyes slowly. The first thing Wang Chong felt was a solid ground under his feet, and his eyes opened, and the white space finally disappeared.

When Wang Chong saw the scene behind the white light door, the pair of young, determined, vicissitudes of the face, for the first time revealed a very wrong look.

Wang Chong originally thought that there might be another strange world behind the white light door. When Wang Chong opened his eyes, he found that the light in front of him was soft and it was a magnificent hall.

The hall is carved and painted, and the two sides of the hall are a piece of raft that hangs down to the ground. When you look further, the walls on both sides are all wooden hollow buildings with carved patterns on them. Flowers and birds, but some patterns of ancient animals.

Everything gives a sense of silence that cannot be said.

"this is……"

Wang Chong suddenly widened his eyes, some unbelievable. In this place, Wang Chong has never been here before, but the architecture here is not strange to Wang Chong.

- This is the interior of the Great Luoxian Palace.

Wang Chong never imagined that he spent so long, spanning such a long distance, passing through the white light door, and finally entered the interior of the Great Luoxian Palace. In the twinkling of an eye, countless thoughts passed over my mind. At this moment, there was only one thought in Wang Chong’s mind:

- 咫 天 天!

From the outside, from the golden light to the Da Luo Xian Palace is only a few feet away, but the distance of the number of feet, for Wang Chong is across a whole space.

In a flash, Wang Chong could not help but create an indescribable sense of awe. Everything in front of him has undoubtedly surpassed the scope of martial arts, and it involves another realm and power that is difficult to figure out and imagine for thousands of warriors.

In the light stone fire, these thoughts flew past the mind, and Wang Chong quickly settled down and looked ahead. Just in front of Wang Chong, a few feet away from the place, two bronze incense burners stand on the left and the right, and the copper crane stands on one foot, and the tip of the squat is slightly squatting, and a smoky smog is coming from the mouth of the crane. The void is filled with a faint fragrance.

Behind the bronze crane, an ancient circular altar stands on the surface of the altar, and a white, old futon is placed in the center of the altar. On the futon, a thin old man wore a crane in the spring and autumn period, with a silver-brown hairpin on his head, sitting there, keeping a meditation posture, motionless.

The old man's head is slightly drooping, the breath is decaying, and the exposed skin is grayish white, which seems to have died for a very long time.

In the entire space, there is no sound, no silence.

"This should be Da Luo Xianjun!"

Wang Chong looked at the "Da Luo" pattern on the robes of the old man, and he thought thoughtfully.

Although it has been dead for a long time, but in front of the big Luo Xianjun still maintains a dusty and refined temperament, when you are sure to live, it is also a majestic, sacred and powerful peer.

Wang Chong indulged in a moment and walked forward, kneeling down in front of the old man, and bowed respectfully.

"The younger generation Wang Chong, I have seen the predecessors of the great Luo Xianjun. I rushed into the fairy palace, and I also looked at Haihan when I was rude."

The sound did not fall, and Wang Chong bowed his head with respect and respect. The guest is a guest. Since he has entered the master's room, the number of rituals that must be there must still be there. This is also the style of Wang Chong's usual behavior.

When I looked up, suddenly a strange feeling came to my heart. Wang Chong’s heart moved and looked up. I saw the obliquely above the body of Da Luo Xianjun. On the raised wall, a butterfly that was originally carved only suddenly vibrated. stand up.

Its body is shaking, faintly shining blue light, and the light is getting more and more full, just for a moment, awkward, and immediately break free.

"!!!"

Seeing this strange scene, Wang Chong was stunned.

The next moment, I saw the wings of the butterfly open and close, flickering, flying from the top, actually like a little fluorescent, falling on the forehead of the big Luo Xianjun below.

The wings of Lingdie slowly fanned, and Da Luo Xianjun had no life, a very decaying body, and also fanned with the wings of Lingdie, and slowly and unfortunately changed.

Just in Wang Chong's gaze, a faint vitality, from nothing, suddenly appeared in the depths of the body of Daluo Xianjun.

At the beginning, if there were none, it was like a fire, but in the blink of an eye, it grew at a storm-like speed and swept through.

The skin exposed by Da Luo Xianjun was originally gray and white, but it was moisturized by this vitality, quickly became rosy and slowly returned to normal color.

On the body of Da Luo Xianjun, the dry wrinkles were slowly opened and became ruddy and plump.

This time, Wang Chong seems to understand what it is, looking at the big Luo Xianjun in front of him, his eyes finally reveal a very shocked look.

"This... how is this possible!"

If you don't see it with your own eyes, Wang Chong can't believe it. There is such a thing in the world.

It seems that in response to his speculation, the body of Da Luo Xianjun trembled slightly, just a tiny movement, but in the heart of Wang Chong.

"You finally came!"

A faint, long sigh suddenly sounded in Wang Chong’s mind. With this voice, Da Luo Xianjun's eyelids in front of Wang Chong trembled and slammed openly.