magic door player

Chapter 40 Purple Moon
Myriad puppet world.

The top of a towering volcano.

Pinghu Lake is like a mirror, with curling hot steam and snow falling all over the sky, forming a different kind of scenery.

On the banks of the volcanic lake stands a magnificent and extravagant palace.

In front of the palace gate, a trestle bridge extends to the center of the volcanic lake.

I saw a slender and graceful figure soaking in the hot spring comfortably in the clear and warm lake water. The snow-white skin echoed the flying snow in the sky, and I don't know which one is whiter.

There was a flash of inspiration in the sky, at first it was still a hundred miles away, and in the next moment, it had already appeared in front of the woman.

A wooden kite hovered in the void, and said in a blunt tone: "Ziyue Master, the ancestor ordered you to go back to Jiushen Mountain."

The woman named Ziyue frowned and said: "Isn't the next mission still half a year away? Why call me back now?"

Red light flashed in Mu Yuan's eyes, and she replied mechanically: "I heard that Zhao Mengfo fell into a small world, and the ancestor couldn't get rid of people, so I ordered you to go there."

"Ha ha!"

Ziyue sneered, and said: "That trash Zhao Mengfo, relying on the Nine Gods Puppet bestowed by the ancestors, is arrogant and arrogant. He really deserves death."

After finishing speaking, Ziyue waved her hand and put on a snow-white veil, a spiritual light appeared on her body, but disappeared suddenly.

Mu Yuan was stunned for a few breaths, and seemed to realize that Ziyue had left, so she flapped her wings and flew away.

Jiushen Mountain is a small, inconspicuous mountain.

The mountains are covered with green coniferous forests, and the mountains are undulating and gentle, without any fairy-like atmosphere.

But here, it is the center of the Ten Thousand Puppet World!

There is an open space on the top of the mountain, where a stone statue stands.

The stone statue is about three feet high, with a bird, beast and human body, standing on the top of the mountain, looking into the distance.

A fluttering figure in white clothes flew down from the sky, knelt down in front of the stone statue, and said in a very respectful voice: "Disciple Ziyue, pay homage to Master."

The halo on the stone statue seemed to "live" instantly!
The stone statue looked down at Ziyue, and an old woman's voice came from its mouth.

"Three days ago, Zhao Mengfo's fire was extinguished. You go to replace him and bring back the origin of the world."

"The apprentice takes the order."

Ziyue complained in her heart, and agreed with her mouth.

A light flashed in the stone statue's hand, and a golden cable appeared, saying, "Take the fairy-binding cable."

Ziyue was stunned, and said in surprise: "Is the monk in Jietian very powerful, and is it worth using the Immortal Binding Cable?"

The stone statue shouted softly: "Don't be careless, Zhao Mengfo was cut off by a sword within half a day after he entered that place."

When Ziyue heard it, excitement appeared on her face, her beautiful eyes sparkled, and she said, "Interesting!"

The stone statue sighed lightly, took out another purple jade talisman, and said: "This forbidden talisman is given to you. If you encounter any stubble, use this talisman to restrain him and use it for your use."

"Thank you, master! With the seventh-order magic treasure binding fairy rope and forbidden magic talisman, even if the opponent is in the realm of the primordial spirit, this disciple has the confidence to fight with him!"

Ziyue laughed.

The stone statue said in a deep voice: "In this world, apart from me, there will be no second primordial spirit..."

The tone is full of loneliness and loneliness.

Ziyue didn't know why, but she didn't dare to ask more.

Like her, there are many people in the Ten Thousand Puppet Realm who have achieved the perfection of the golden core a hundred years ago, but have not been able to break through due to the lack of heaven.

What is even more desperate is that, except for the Ten Thousand Puppet Realm, the other heavens are also like this.

Among the three continents and seven seas in the Ten Thousand Puppet Realm, the Eighteen Lower Realms, and among the endless monks, the only monk in the Primordial Spirit Realm is Patriarch Wuhua.

The stone statue in front of him is one of the primordial-level puppets sacrificed by the ancestor Wuhua.

No one has seen the true face of Wuhua Patriarch!

Including Ziyue, the seventh-ranked disciple among the [-] Golden Cores!

All the disciples of Patriarch Wuhua are going to carry out the task of conquering the heavens.

Every time he went to a world of heaven, he would use a strange magic weapon to devour the origin of the sky, and then bring it back to the world of ten thousand puppets and dedicate it to the nine avatars of the ancestor.

For tens of thousands of years, the disciples of the Nine Gods Sect have changed countless times, but the ancestor Wuhua has never changed.

There are countless Jietians destroyed by Nine Gods Sect.

Only Jietian with unique or extremely rich resources can be preserved.

But so far, there are only eighteen of them.

The number of creatures destroyed by the Nine Gods Sect is hundreds of millions!

After Ziyue took the Immortal Binding Cable and the Forbidden God Talisman, she was ready to set off, passing through the gate of the void, to Xuyuan Luzhou.

……

Nine Serene Great Rift Valley.

In the darkness, the Void Gate shone with light.

A graceful figure in fluttering white clothes came out.

With bare snow-white feet, Ziyue grew lotuses step by step in the void, and walked out of the rift valley.

And where she passed, streams of light appeared, and the light and shadow changed during the period. It was the scene of Pang Yue outside the gate of void that day, devouring the monks of the Nine Gods of the Ten Thousand Puppet Realm with the technique of blood shadow!
After a while.

Ziyue appeared above the vast Gobi.

The place where Zhao Mengfo fell.

The flashback technique manifests the scene where Zhao Mengfo was beheaded that day.

She looked dignified and read it over and over again.

After a long time, she sighed softly: "Good swordsmanship! So murderous!"

……

Northeast of Xuyuan Continent.

The realm of the Hundred Refining Sect.

Spiritual fire surged in the sky, a ball of fire resembling a sun was spinning endlessly, and countless fire crows flew out of the fire ball, attacking Ziyue overwhelmingly.

Ziyue stood in the void, and a ten-foot-sized ice phoenix flew around her body, extinguishing the sky full of fire crows.

This icy wind is crystal clear all over, its feathers are as light as a sword, the whole body is filled with chill, and it flies like lightning.

Facing Ziyue far away is a short and fat old man, wearing coarse linen clothes and sandals on his feet, behind him is a red copper stove floating, the flames in the stove are tumbling, and the breath is amazing.

If there are monks from Bailianzong present, they will recognize this person.

The Patriarch of the Bailian Sect, Jiang Beihai.

The two fought for several rounds, and Jiang Beihai became more and more shocked.

When did such a powerful female cultivator appear in the realm of comprehension?

A late-stage golden elixir cultivation base, obviously not a new golden elixir.

The ice phoenix flew around gracefully, coming and going like lightning, and wherever it passed, the fire crows were wiped out of thin air!
You know, the strength of these fire crows is comparable to Daoji monks!
Hundreds of fire crows gather together, and it is difficult for ordinary golden core monks to resist.

But the female cultivator in front of her looked calm and breezy.

There was even a look of disappointment on his face...

Seems to be dissatisfied with your performance?

Jiang Beihai was a little confused.

In his hand was the law of transformation, and the sky filled with fire crows immediately formed a large formation, pouring out monstrous flames, pouring down on the female cultivator in white.

Like the Nine Heavens Milky Way pouring down, the flames were as intense as the substance, and the astonishingly high temperature, with the taste of destroying everything, fell on the head of the female cultivator in white.

Suddenly.

That ice phoenix raised its head to the sky and screamed, and breathed out a cold breath towards the flames all over the sky!
In an instant!
It's cold!
From bottom to top, a piece of blue solid ice stretching for hundreds of miles appeared out of thin air!

Everything is frozen in ice.

In the cold ice, the sky filled with flames, fireballs, Jiang Beihai, and the red copper stove all froze.

Jiang Beihai's aura also fell to the bottom in an instant.

Then it was swept by a wave of extreme cold, like a candle in the wind, suddenly extinguished!

The lord of the Bailian Sect has just fallen.

Ziyue stretched out her hand, and the solid ice split open.

In a flash, she appeared in front of Jiang Beihai.

Snow white jade hands rested on Jiang Beihai's head.

After a few breaths.

boom!
Red and white splashed, and Jiang Beihai's headless body fell.

Bingfeng flew over, gently pecked at his belly, and took out a round golden pill.

"Bone Demon Sect, Seven Killers Demon Lord!"

Ziyue whispered to herself, her wonderful eyes fixed on the south.

……

Yellow flowers with dew, drizzle cold, dead branches and dead trees, red leaves full of steps.

Although autumn has not completely disappeared, the cold wind is coming.

The interior of the Baigudao Palace is a cave of its own, and the stars move as the stars change. There are four distinct seasons, cold, hot, spring and summer, no different from the outside world.

In the depths of the Dao Palace.

On a fairy mountain surrounded by clouds and fog.

It was drizzling.

On a gorgeous attic built on the cliff, the sound of the piano curls up, like the sound of nature.

The building is warm as spring and full of fragrance.

There is a big bed in the center of the third floor, with tulle curtains hanging down all around, and the brocade quilt billowing like waves, creating a beautiful and charming scene.

There is no one playing the guqin on the tables by the window, the strings are automatic, making a melodious and moving sound, as if it is adding to the fun of the people in the house.

For a long time, the clouds and the rain.

Pang Yue raised the curtain and got out of bed.

The three charming and charming beauties were paralyzed in the soft and comfortable quilt, motionless.

Gao Yan.

Tantai Xue.

There is also a glamorous and graceful woman, who is the former head of the Netherworld Demon Sect, Ruan Lengshuang.

A red light flashed by the window, blocked by a layer of restraint.

Pang Yue removed the restriction, and a sound transmission talisman flew in immediately.

A moment later, Pang Yue flicked his fingers, and the sound transmission talisman was reduced to ashes.

He turned his head and glanced at Tantai Xue who was lazily leaning on the bed, and said: "People from the Ten Thousand Puppet Realm have come, and as soon as they made a move, they killed the two Golden Cores of our sect."

(End of this chapter)