One Piece Dragon King of All Realms

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On the stone platform, the ten figures sit quietly like statues, and the peculiar humming sound, like the ancient bell chanting, comes out melodiously from the self-created chemical weapons monument, echoing in this heaven and earth, making people's hearts quiet.

Looking at the ten figures on the stone platform, many people's eyes gradually became expectant and curious, they knew that in the next time, these ten people would be able to obtain the inheritance of martial arts by creating chemical martial arts tablets, but what level of martial arts it was, it still depended on their respective chances and martial arts talents.

The rhyme on the word "creation" flowed, so that the people on the periphery sat down one after another to understand their martial arts, and it seemed that under the shroud of this rhyme, they could be more profound.

After Ao Long's divine consciousness submerged into the chemical monument with the light of the connection, the stone platform and the huge square quietly disappeared, replaced by an endless starry sky, Ao Long was suspended in this vast starry sky, staring up and down in all directions, in this starry sky, countless streamers passed in front of his eyes like meteors, and in those streamers, he could vaguely feel a wave of 493 energy fluctuations of different strengths.

Ao Long felt the interpretation of martial arts one by one from these streamers, and after entering the martial monument, the spirits of him and Xuan Su and the others were separated, this was their own opportunity, and Ao Long was not prepared to interfere too much.

But under the look around, Ao Long also felt a blank, obviously there seemed to be no difference between distance and height, so Ao Long didn't know where the stele soul was hiding, maybe it was in one of the thousands of streamers.

Fortunately, Ao Long has his own cheat, operating the small world in his body, and has his own heavenly power, and there seems to be a world in his eyes that derives destruction in it, and the sun rises and the moon falls in his eyes.

A silver-gray light shot out of his eyes, and he was angry like a bullfight, and he sank into the depths of the vast starry sky.

Soon, a mysterious Dao rhyme fluctuation was fed back into his mind along the silver-gray light, and Ao Long knew that there must be a special harvest there.

The whole person turned into a streamer, along the silvery-white, like stepping on a horizontal Milky Way waterfall, in an instant.

Maybe it was a moment, maybe it was a long time, and a tiny star appeared in front of Ao Long, which seemed inconspicuous in this vast sea of stars.

The stars are like a glass ball, but there is a constant sand world inside, the Pure Land, which turned out to be a very small and exquisite attic, with a total of nine floors, and a large plaque on it, on which three runes were engraved: Creation Pavilion!

Touching the orb with both hands, Ao Long could feel a strong resistance preventing him from entering.

Feeling carefully, this layer of glass balls is actually condensed by the layers of martial arts transformed by the thousands of martial arts in this Martial Arts Monument, no wonder it is so tenacious.

What defense is stronger than the Dao, it can only be a deeper Dao, fortunately, Ao Long itself has the identity of the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao.

After identifying this layer of martial arts celestial membrane, the power of the celestial dao operated by Ao Long wrapped itself like a curtain, and then gently touched the glass sphere.

Kiss!!

Just like the feeling of two drops of water fusing together in an instant, Ao Long easily entered this Pure Land.

This is a relatively independent world, and it seems that the sun rises and the moon sets, but they are all evolved from martial arts related to the sun and the moon, and there are vast stars outside, but they are all thousands of martial arts stars.

At the foot of the square is a square paved with blue bricks, and there are four divine beasts guarding the center around the square, because the important thing about the square is the nine-story Martial Arts Tower.

Obviously, because Ao Long had the Heavenly Dao, these four divine beasts turned a blind eye to him, allowing him to easily approach the tower.

The glazed tiles on the tower, the bricks made of the martial arts spirit condensed by the runes, that is to say, every brick and stone here is condensed by the beliefs and beliefs of the people who have cultivated the martial arts here, which is really an acquired treasure.

Following the white (BDCE) jade trail inlaid in the center of the bluestone square, Ao Long soon arrived at the gate of the tower.

The tower gate is made of innate bronze from the chaos, thick and simple, the door is engraved with thousands of scholars who have learned martial arts here, the record of understanding the avenue, and the relevant scenes of the previous futon martial arts. Lin Langtian and Ao Long and the others were on it.

Chirping.... Yikes.....

The heavy bronze gate Ao Long pushed it with his own physical strength, but it turned out that it didn't move at all, obviously, this gate is also very particular, and it may take a sincere heart for martial arts to be able to push it.

It's a pity that Ao Long definitely doesn't have an absolutely sincere martial arts heart, he walks the way of the world, and the other thousands of avenues are just for his use in his eyes, just for his use, just say, he is the embodiment of the way of heaven, the way of heaven is him, but he is not the way of heaven.

This is diametrically opposed to Hongjun's, he is the way of heaven, and the way of heaven is not for him.

To put it bluntly, what cannot be used by him needs to be abandoned.

After attaching the light of the Heavenly Dao of the Little Thousand World with both hands, Ao Long pushed the bronze gate again, and it was easily pushed open.

The light of the stars outside the sky shone into the inner hall of the Creation Pavilion along the open door, and there were rows of bookshelves in front of him, which reminded Ao Long of the library he had seen before.

Without staying too much on the first floor, following the guidance of the Heavenly Dao in his eyes, Ao Long quickly reached the top of the attic, or the top of the Creation Tower, the ninth floor.

"How many years..... I've finally waited for a newcomer to enter this Creation Pavilion! "

As soon as he stepped into the ninth floor, a very gentle voice came into Ao Long's ears.

I saw an old man with white hair and white beard, dressed in a white robe, sitting on a black and white yin and yang creation futon, with a triangular incense burner in front of him, which was engraved with the scene when the internal space of the Great Wilderness Ancient Monument was opened.

This tower-shaped attic is square, and above the attic on the top floor at this time, there are no other bookshelves, but there are four pictures on the four walls, which are pictures of the four divine beasts swallowing clouds and spitting fog and suppressing the Quartet.

Looking at everything in front of him, Ao Long didn't make a sound, because his Heavenly Dao Eye gave him a special feeling, that is, everything in front of him didn't seem to be simply arranged.

The old man with white hair and white beard represented the mixed yuan, the futon sitting down represented the two yi, the incense burner in front of him seemed to suppress the three talents, and the four elephants on the wall stabilized the four directions.

There is no doubt that this place should be the central hub that controls the internal space of the entire Great Wilderness Ancient Monument, but the problem is that this white-robed Taoist does not seem to be easy to get along with.

In Ao Long's impression, few of these old monsters that have been waiting for thousands of years are good, such as the demon refining pot in the Xuanyuan Sword, there is a fairy in the pot, and the old man or something Ao Long never believed.

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