magic door player

Chapter 479 Sky Feather Realm

Pang Yue still chose to use the magic talisman to enter the world.

Xingchong, Zhouguang, Huangquan, Yuangu, Yandi Demon Crown, Red Eye, Ten-color Demon Vine and other seven magic talisman avatars are comparable to the seven primordial gods and true monarchs, enough to deal with various problems.

If this Heavenly Dao Fruit can be picked and refined, the restriction of the Nine Heavens Miro Tower may be raised to No.30 Jiuzhong!
At that time, his cultivation base will also be comparable to the three heavens of the primordial spirit.

Xuantian Treasure Refining Jue combined with the ancient ship of the myriad realms, the practice is so fast!

As long as the treasure materials needed to refine the Nine Heavens Miro Tower are solved...the road ahead will be smooth.

Pang Yue stood on the ancient bronze boat, and seven magic lights flew out behind him, heading straight for the fruit of the heavenly law.

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The dark haze is all in one, and the black color is towering.

In the twilight sky, seven streamers flashed.

On the land below, there is a huge and vast forest, which is full of towering ancient trees, gloomy and dense, covering the sky and the sun, and exotic flowers and plants are everywhere.

This huge and vast forest stretches in all directions, and it can't be seen at a glance.

Seven streams of light hovered over the forest, and one of them turned into water from the underworld, splashing through the void, and then spinning and transforming into a tall and handsome man in black robe.

With a wave of his sleeve, he put away the other six magic lights.

Among the seven magic talisman clones, Huangquan Tianmo is the best at dyeing vitality, and can change all kinds of vitality and mana between the world and the earth, and is the most suitable for lurking and hiding.

At this moment, Pang Yue felt the strange energy of heaven and earth between heaven and earth, silently sensed the way of heaven in this world, and found that the law was much stricter.

"There may be a lot of primordial spirits in this world... let's find a native to have a look first!"

He thought to himself, he didn't set up the formation and the altar hastily.

Picking the fruits of the Dao of Heaven is to contend with the power of one realm. If you are not sure of it, you should be careful.

He sensed for a moment, and his body flickered, and it turned into a gloomy water light, flying towards the distance in the gradually dimming twilight.

In the forest below, the unknown ancient trees are like pines, cypresses and fir trees, towering and towering, a hundred feet high, extremely thick, exuding a strong vitality of wood.

The main forest stretches for tens of thousands of miles. There are many strange beasts and fierce birds in the forest, but their level is low, but they are only in the realm of Qi and Dao.

Pang Yue flew for two full hours, three bright moons rose in the sky, and the bright moonlight shone down, making it even more serene.

In the forest sea in the distance, a thousand-foot-tall "giant tree" appeared.

The canopy is as huge as a mountain, as if suspended above the forest.

The light flickers in the canopy of the tree, and strangely shaped wooden palaces, jade towers, flying pavilions, and cloud towers are either located in the canopy or suspended above the sea of ​​clouds.

The light emitted from these buildings converges into thousands of lights, making the entire canopy look like a bustling city.

Pang Yue sensed that there were countless Qi Qi gathered in the canopy of the tree, there were hundreds of thousands of them!
Among them, here and there, there are a few auras at the Golden Core level.

The water light he transformed quietly approached the canopy of the tree, and encountered an invisible barrier dozens of miles away from the canopy.

Pang Yue broke through the restriction easily, without disturbing anyone, and directly invaded.

After approaching the canopy of the tree, Pang Yue looked down and observed silently, seeing the indigenous race in this world for the first time.

This kind is generally huge in size, three to five feet tall, humanoid, with wings on the back, and its appearance is close to that of a human race.

Pang Yue called them the Wing Clan.

This canopy is like a tribe, with hundreds of thousands of winged tribes living in it, and nearly half of them can cultivate, but most of them are only in the Qi realm.

Daoji realm has become the mainstay of the tribe, his status has been greatly improved, and he has many residences, servants, guards, wives and concubines.

There are five Yi tribes whose strength has reached the Jindan level, each occupying one side.

Among them, the one with the strongest aura is only in the mid-stage Golden Core.

Pang Yue flew towards the top of the tree crown, a cave built on the trunk of the giant tree, and quietly broke through the restrictions outside the cave, sneaking into it.

Compared with Pang Yue's size, this cave is tall and majestic, with a large space and a quiet interior.

Pang Yue manifested his figure, strolled in Xianting in the cave, and followed the Qi machine to the door of a quiet room.

With a flick of his fingers, the door of the quiet room and the restrictions on the door disappeared without a sound.

A low shout came from the quiet room, and before the tall figure rushed out, he was subdued by Pang Yue with a wave of his sleeves, and a burst of mana rushed into the quiet room, pressing him to the ground.

In the quiet room, there is a tall, slender, middle-aged winged man wearing a gorgeous platinum robe with a height of five feet.

He has six wings on his back, and the feathers are gray-brown, each root is like a sword, emitting strands of electric light.

At this moment, he was prostrate on the ground, as if an extremely heavy mountain had been pressed on his body, and he could not move.

He looked at the door in horror, but only saw a distorted light.

It seemed that there was an extremely powerful existence walking towards him.

Pang Yue walked up to him and put his hand on the Yizu's forehead.

This Yi clan with the strongest strength and the most noble status within a radius of tens of thousands of miles could hardly even struggle to resist.

An incomparably huge spiritual consciousness invaded his sea of ​​consciousness with an almost domineering posture, searching for everything he had experienced in the past.

Soul search!

Pang Yue's expression moved slightly, and his eyes gradually brightened as he understood the world.

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This world is called Tianyu Realm.

This vast and boundless forest is called Dry Night Forest Sea, and it is the territory of the Ember Spirit Wing Clan.

The tribe that Pang Yue accidentally found was one of the 36 major tribes under the Jin Lingyi Clan.

The strongest race in the Sky Feather Realm is the Wing Clan.

The Ember Spirit Wing Clan is one of the hundreds of Wing Clans, one of the six major factions of the Wing Clan.

Among the holy places of this family, there is a great elder who has already cultivated the soul and has eight wings. He is called a saint!
Ranked eighth in the Tianyu World Ranking!
According to Pang Yue's soul search, there are thirteen eight-winged Yuan saints in the entire Tianyu world, all of whom are on the list.

Among them, the largest wing clan is called the Golden Wing clan, and there are four eight-winged primordial spirits in the clan.

One of them is comparable to a strong man in the middle stage of Yuanshen.

However, the number of Primordial Spirits in this world is still within Pang Yue's expectations.

Coupled with the large number of four-winged Jindanyi clan, if he hastily set up a large formation and altar, I am afraid that he will not be able to block the backlash of many winged clans in this world.

Can only break through one by one!

First cut off or suppress the eight-winged primordial spirits on the celestial list one by one, and then set up a large formation to calmly refine the way of heaven.

To Pang Yue's relief, after some experiments, although the Jieyi Clan did not have as long lifespan as the Monster Clan, their bloodlines were quite similar and could be restrained by his Demon Cultivating Pot!

The lifespan of the Yi clan in this world is even shorter than that of the human race.

The lifespan of the ordinary Yi clan is only a short hundred years.

The food-breathing Jingyi clan can gain 150 more years of life, and enjoy a life span of [-] years.

The four-wing Daojiyi clan lived for 200 years.

The six-winged golden elixir has a lifespan of 300 years.

Eight-winged Yuanshenyi clan, with a life span of 1000 years.

Or because of the way of heaven, this Jieyi clan has cultivated to the golden elixir state, and there is no such thing as heaven, fate, or human robbing.

If it can't withstand the tempering of the strange light of heaven and earth, it will fall on the spot.

Therefore, the Jindanyi tribe in this world breaks through the primordial spirit, which has a somewhat tragic meaning.

After Pang Yue searched for the soul, he quickly sorted out a thread.

Zi Kuang, the great elder of the Ember Spirit Wing Clan, is now nine hundred and ninety-nine years old, and his time is approaching, but the Ember Spirit Wing Clan has no new eight-winged primordial spirit...

The huge Dry Night Forest Sea has long been stared at by the Dark Night Royal Court in the north, eyeing it covetously, and when the Great Elder Zi Kuang falls, he will stretch out his claws and devour this rich and treasured land.

This is undoubtedly a sign that the Ember Spirit Wing Clan has turned from prosperity to decline, but there is nothing they can do.

Most of the masters of the Ember Spirit Wing Clan who have cultivated to the peak of the golden core have fallen into the strange light of heaven and earth, and none of them can break through the primordial spirit and give birth to eight wings.

None of the remaining Jindan peak masters dared to take the risk to try to break through.

Now the entire dry night forest is covered with dark clouds.

this day.

Pang Yue left the tribe and headed straight for the holy land of the Jinderlingwing Clan - the tree of the sky.

"Hopefully it's still too late..."

Pang Yue said silently in his heart.

If he can infect the Great Elder Zikuang, then in his capacity, a dying master, in order to protect the clan, killing a few primordial spirits of hostile forces before he dies, wouldn't it be too much?
(End of this chapter)