magic door player

Chapter 52 Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang
Ye Xue took out a magic weapon in the shape of a fishing rod.

With a flick of the fishing line, it flew into the large formation and disappeared into the shattered fragments of the void.

Holding a fishing rod in her hand, she focused her attention on sensing, and her mana fluctuated up and down, as if she was communicating with an unknown existence.

It took about a quarter of an hour.

The fishing line trembled and suddenly tightened!

The fishing rod bent accordingly, as if something had been caught.

Ye Xue's face showed joy, she shook her plain hand, and a talisman flew out along the fishing line, turning into a streak of light and disappearing.

Soon.

Ye Xue took half a step back, stretched out her hand and swiped in front of her, and a gate of light appeared out of thin air!
The gate of light was shrouded in white, and bursts of biting cold air flowed out, forming a layer of hoarfrost around it out of thin air.

"It's done!"

Ye Xue put away the magic weapon of the fishing rod, and said to everyone: "Let's go in!"

After all, take the lead in stepping into the gate of light.

……

On the sea hundreds of thousands of miles away from the isolated island.

Overcast clouds, strong winds and showers, and surging sea tides set off white and long high waves from time to time.

The aura of heaven and earth is in chaos.

A huge tornado hurricane that connects the sky and the sea rolled up hundreds of millions of catties of seawater on the ocean surface, whirling endlessly.

In the eye of this hurricane.

Hundreds of monks wearing platinum battle armor stood firmly in the void.

The leader is more than three feet tall, and his tall and burly figure is like a mountain, standing tall in the sky.

The platinum battle armor on his body emits a soft light, like a big sun, containing endless energy.

Among the hundreds of people behind him, all of them were sharp and murderous, like an invincible army, waiting for the clarion call of war.

The golden-armored giant at the head looked at the constantly shattering, disintegrating, and spinning void in Hurricane Feng's eyes, and two flames shot out from his eyes, sinking into it.

Not long after, he softly shouted: "Junior Brothers, follow me to kill the enemy!"

"Here!"

Hundreds of Daoist monks drank together, their voices shook the world, and even the tornado and hurricane outside seemed to be showing signs of collapsing.

"kill!"

The golden-armored giant rushed forward suddenly, with a dazzling white-gold light bursting from his body, and crashed headlong into the void fragments.

After he entered, a golden passage was left in the air, and Ning'er did not disperse.

Hundreds of monks turned into streamers of light, entered the passage methodically one after another, and disappeared into the cracks in the void.

……

Some seabed.

In an ancient and dilapidated underwater ruins.

The huge stone statues of alien races are crumbling here and there, and there are ruins everywhere.

A group of monks appeared in the dark seabed ruins with flashes of spiritual light all over their bodies.

In the hazy light, more than 80 cultivators could be seen forming a large formation, with a dark tumbling sphere in the middle.

In the center of the sphere, the void was shattered, and one after another pitch-black cracks spread staggeredly, emitting terrifying fluctuations.

In this strange and dead seabed.

More than 80 monks disappeared without a sound.

……

East China Sea.

It is eight thousand miles west of the ancestral home of the Albizia family.

A huge blue whale swims in the vast sea.

The sun is shining and the sea breeze is blowing.

Inside the belly of a giant whale.

The 38 female cultivators stood gracefully, watching the leading glamorous female cultivator open a space portal.

This group of women can be called a hundred flowers, some are charming and enchanting, some are pure and lovely, some are elegant and gentle, some are delicate and innocent...

The beauty of women in the world is vividly displayed in these female cultivators.

The female cultivators disappeared into the belly of the giant whale with a strong fragrance.

……

A beautiful boat sails through the sea of ​​clouds.

At the bow of the boat, five monks with unique temperament stood with their hands behind their hands, looking at the scenery outside the boat, talking freely.

"My Xuanji Island divides the Daoist monks in the world into heaven, earth, Xuan, and Huang four, etc., and has been recognized by the cultivation world as the benchmark for measuring Daoist monks for thousands of years."

"Yellow rank, that is, ordinary Daoist monks, is common in some small sects, aristocratic families, or the rank of elders of the outer sects of large sects."

"Mysterious level, most of them are inner disciples of the great sect, or the direct descendants of the Jindan family."

"At the prefectural level, most of the true disciples are in this level! The exercises they cultivate are all inherited from the world's top spirits. Their mana power is far superior to that of ordinary people, and they have powerful supernatural powers beside them...the strength is terrifying."

"In addition, some Xuan-level monks who have mastered magic weapons can also be classified as prefecture-level."

"A heavenly master needs to meet two conditions. One is to have a large number of true biography, and the other is to have a magic weapon."

"This time the ancient secret realm is executed, everyone needs to pay attention to a few heaven-level masters."

A slender man in green shirt said first.

Like a well-learned and wise counselor, with the light of wisdom shining in his eyes, he commented:

"Shen Tuhao from the Zhenyang sect, Ye Xue from the Demon Talisman sect, Pang Zeyao from the Tianhai sect, Yuan Ziyi from the Hehuan sect...these four are all arrogance and invincible."

"Brother, if you compare with these four people, you don't know how to win or lose?"

one person asked.

The man in the green shirt smiled and said, "Shen Tu Hao of Zhenyangzong possesses two unique skills and a third-order magic weapon, which should be the most powerful one in this remote ancient secret realm."

"The magic talisman sect Ye Xue is next. This woman is said to have obtained the true inheritance of the Ice Demon Palace, and also practiced the secret method of the heavenly demon seizing the Tao in the "Chaos Youxuan Magic Talisman Secret Code", and refined a heavenly demon golden elixir..."

"This girl Ye Xue is a direct disciple of the master of the Ice Demon Palace. She must have a second-level magic weapon on her body. Be careful."

"Except for these two, no one else is Lu's opponent. The juniors should have a reference."

The man in the green shirt spoke lightly and indifferently, but he had a domineering air of his own.

"but……"

The man changed the topic, and said again: "I am waiting here to go to the secret realm to plot for that ancient Buddha treasure, and try to avoid unnecessary complications."

A person next to him smiled bitterly and said: "The four major sects all regard my Xuanji Island as a thorn in their eyes and a thorn in their flesh. If they encounter it, they will definitely not be able to do good... I am afraid that if we don't beat them, they will destroy us first .”

The man in the blue shirt said in a deep voice: "The four of you all have earth-level strength. Unless you meet heaven-level strength, you will not be able to reach the meeting point. If you have to, you can use the talisman!"

While speaking, Xiaozhou pierced through the sea of ​​clouds, but disappeared out of thin air.

……

Pang Yue walked through the light gate.

As far as I could see, there was a vast expanse of white snow.

There is more than a foot of snow under the feet, and the sky is gloomy with snowflakes as big as goose feathers.

There was no trace of life around, and the 49 fellow disciples who entered the Light Gate at the same time as him were scattered in different locations by a mysterious force.

The aura between the heaven and the earth is rich, but it has the attribute of ice. For monks who practice the ice attribute kung fu, it is no different from a treasure land.

But for other monks, it is very uncomfortable.

Looking around, amidst the wind and snow, ice fields and snow-capped mountains are like a picture scroll, unfolding in front of you.

The Naihe Bridge appeared under Pang Yue's feet, stepped on it lightly, turned into a phantom and flew into the sky, following the map left by Ye Xue, he rushed towards the meeting point.

(End of this chapter)