Valkyrie Bloodline

The same is a floating fairy island.

But when he saw a young scholar strolling, he seemed to be accompanied by the highest road, and countless sacred words appeared, entrusting him to become a **** among the gods.

Including the innate fairy birds and beasts on the fairy island, they also felt the affinity of the young scholars. From time to time, the fairy birds came forward and gently leaned over, allowing the young scholars to reach out and caress.

These innate immortal birds, of course, have been born out of innate spiritual energy because they have been incompetent for millions of years. They don't understand the way of cultivation, and they don't know what to kill. But every inch of flesh and blood, a drop of essence on their bodies is a great fortune, like the elixir of the ordinary people.

If it can be slaughtered and stewed, it will undoubtedly be like Tang Monk meat.

Not to mention immortality, at least prolong your life, and keep fit.

It can even turn an ordinary person without the talent for cultivation foundation into a martial arts genius instantly, a blockbuster!

It's a pity that the young scholar seemed to have no malice towards the magical fairy birds in front of him, just walking gently. The fairy birds also seemed to feel that the young scholar was in no danger, dancing happily, and even the fairy birds neighed and expressed joy.

"Sure enough, it is the land of immortals, and it took countless thousands of years to give birth to these innate things."

The young Confucian scholar is just the gentleman Confucian who has stepped into Kunlun. He is born with a kind of affinity for the world that ordinary people can't imagine. This is also the reason that the innate birds do not fear him at all.

In addition, he has no intention of killing, since he set foot on these fairy islands, he has been like a passerby.

He did not let go of the Xianyuan in those fairy palaces. After all, even if he has no desires and desires, he will definitely be moved by those Xianyuan.

At this moment, a huge and brilliant fairy palace appeared in his sight.

Just by looking at the scale of the Immortal Palace, you can guess what an invincible and powerful immortal there once was, who established a sect here, taught the avenue, and continued the incense.

"Unfortunately, the ancient catastrophe, everything turned into blue smoke. Even the ancient Kunlun will not be immune."

The gentleman entered the fairy palace directly, and the barrier seal was so powerful that even the holy monarch could not tear it, as if he didn't know anything about him.

Immediately after he entered, the space outside the fairy palace was slightly rippling, and immediately after that, the void was cracked, and a chubby body rolled down from it, looking embarrassed.

"It's okay, okay, it didn't fall."

When the man got up, he looked scared. When he saw the fairy palace in front of him, he was surprised, "Kunlun fairy palace!"

But then his face collapsed, "Is there any mistake? It's one step too late, it seems I can only watch it next time."

This person is Wu Fatzi, the last descendant of the Ninth-Generation Sect who has been missing for a long time, but no one thought that with his cultivation base, he would break into the Kunlun realm without knowing when.

You know, even Shi Aotian, Yuetianqi, Qilian Shaodi, and other top arrogant emperors, did not succeed in entering.

However, he, who was not at the peak of Wu Huang, appeared here now, clearly hiding a certain secret.

A closer look revealed that an ancient bronze lamp in his hand flickered, as if it could be extinguished at any time.

Nine music lights! It is the treasure of the ninth generation of the town inheritance!

Who could have imagined that when the nine generations of the Great Emperor inherited his destiny, he had the ability to lead people through time and space, and even those emperors who had a good relationship with the nine generations never knew this huge secret.

"Fortunately, the broken lamp left by the old man can still be used, otherwise I would really miss it."

Fatty Wu's face was full of wicked eyebrows, and his eyes rolled around.

The immortal palace in front of him seemed to have not changed, but he had a unique means to realize that the immortal palace had been taken the lead.

"Forget it, the entire Kunlun realm claims to have thousands of ancient immortals! This is not good, there is always something suitable for me."

He murmured to himself, the next moment a flame of nine bend lights in his hand suddenly bloomed, and a wide door opened in the void. Fatty Wu swooped into it and disappeared.

Void soon returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

When Fatty Wu left, he saw a figure slowly appearing where he appeared just now, with a smile on his face.

"Is it a descendant of the Ninth Generation."

It was a gentleman, and Fatty Wu would never know that he would be detected by a gentleman who stepped into the fairy palace. Fortunately, Jun Ziru did not produce any killing intent, but just watched him leave.

"Well, the Confucian school owed the nine generations of emperor a favor, and now that his descendants from generation to generation have appeared, he can undo this favor."

He was thoughtful, and the Ninth Dynasties had a long history with Confucianism. It's a pity that the time has passed, and the once glorious Nine Dynasties have now fallen into the third-rate sect.

If it wasn't for many ancient emperors who owed more or less a debt of favor to the nine generations of emperors, such a weak sect had long been swallowed and destroyed.

Even now, the Ninth-Generation School has passed down to the generation of Fatty Wu, and there are only two or three kittens left, even some third-rate schools are inferior.

It is another floating fairy island.

It's just that Fatty Wu just poked his head out of the void, he swished back, then turned and ran.

joke!

The fairy island in front of me is like being swept by dozens of hurricanes, a mess!

It was even more devilish, and the entire fairy island was lifeless, like hell.

You don't need to guess, you know who has been.

Although Fatty Wu can travel through time and space with the nine-curved lantern, it doesn't mean that he can fight the monster head-on.

"Tsk, bad luck!"

He was also depressed, and he fell into the fairy island several times, either unable to open the seal on the fairy island, or found that he was swiftly ascended.

Appearing from the void again, this time he was secretly relieved.

"Fortunately, it's not the sour scholar from the Confucian school, nor the buddhist monk. No one has been here yet.

The fairy island in front of me is not big, that is, hundreds of miles away, it is inconspicuous among the many fairy islands in Kunlun.

However, to be able to open up a fairy island in Kunlun, it must be a certain ancient sage fairy.

Even the weakest, the immortal palace left is absolutely comparable to an ancient tomb of the great emperor.

More importantly, Fatty Wu quickly found a fairy palace, which looked a little shabby, but there was a stone statue of a fairy in it.

The immortal was kind and lifelike, but faintly resonated with him.

"Haha! Fat Lord, my chance finally came! The old man didn't lie to me, the Ninth Generation Great Emperor was only able to gain the Dao Dao because he strayed into the Kunlun Secret Realm and got the immortal fate! Now it's finally my turn to Fat Master!"

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Not to mention that Fatty Wu broke into Kunlun secretly.

Li Ye now has stepped through many floating islands.

Even if those fairy islands have more fairy fate, they are of little use to him.

His gaze fell on the ancient heavenly palace suspended high above Kunlun.