Spirit Plant: I have an entry panel

When you watch TV and see something important, and someone suddenly blocks your view, it must be a very, very bad feeling.

This is how Song He feels right now.

Although this big face is quite beautiful, even though this big face is photographed like this, you can see the exquisite and perfect facial features - it is Zhenren Wen, that is, the female drunkard who gave her a magical power at the beginning.

But it’s still a bit unpleasant to have the view blocked.

The calabash baby quickly called the real person, and then said: "We are Grandpa Song's calabash baby!"

"It's Song Xiaoyou's gourd."

Mr. Wen didn't seem to have any reaction to the wonderful title of grandpa.

She habitually picked up the gourd and took a sip of wine. "I felt a strange fluctuation and came over to check. I thought it was a spy from the demon clan."

"..."

Will the demon clan really be so crazy that they destroy this formation?

If chaos pours out along the Cang Yue Sea, all creatures in the world will be in misfortune. It should be clear which is more serious, right?

Perhaps he felt Song He's speechlessness on the other side of the magical weapon.

"The demon clan may not be able to...but there are still some lunatics who are able to do it. Just as there is yin, there is yang. We are cultivating a serious path, so there are shortcuts."

Master Wen said again, then stretched out his finger and pointed in the distance, and said in a helpless tone: "Well, isn't this coming?"

Calabash Baby's magic weapon shines towards the sky.

"Ouch."

It doesn't matter what it looks like. The scenery in the sky is really terrifying. The sea of ​​blood is surging, the demonic energy is overwhelming, and the death energy is boundless.

Three seas of mana of different colors hang high in the sky.

You can still vaguely see magic weapons and formations made of various disharmonious things - human bones and human skin.

Demonic cultivator.

I have been in this world for so long, and except for the first time I went to Eternal Dark Abyss with a few seniors who came to collect debts, it seems that I have never seen a demon cultivator.

Hmm...it's better not to mention some small demon cultivators who are as small as Xiami.

If he hadn't read the Jade Slip of the Inheritance and confirmed that there were still demonic cultivators in this world, he would have almost thought that the demonic cultivators were extinct...well, extinct.

Are they here to join the war?

in the sky,

After the demonic cultivators arrived in the monstrous three-color ocean, they did not approach the formation being built here. Instead, the blood sea moved forward, and some cultivators wearing various costumes fell straight towards this side.

By coincidence, a female cultivator wearing armor with spikes that only protected key positions and looked like a hedgehog fell towards Wen Zhenren.

Master Wen didn't react at all, or it was not just her who didn't react, but the monks from other sects didn't react either.

You should still do your own thing. At most, the monks who are also Nascent Souls will come forward and say a few words, and that's it.

It is quite rare for demon cultivators and righteous people to be so harmonious and harmonious.

From Erwa's perspective,

The armored female cultivator walked towards this side.

The pace seemed quite heavy, which created a very distinct and incongruous feeling with her cool and almost naked outfit.

Song He, who was watching behind her through the magic weapon, looked at the pattern that looked like a scorpion's tail next to the female cultivator's belly button, and murmured to himself: "Falling Moon Tomb."

Today, there are only three demonic cultivators who can compete with the decent monks who almost occupy the entire world - Fallen Moon Mausoleum, Barbarian Bone Mountain and Wuming Sheng Sect.

They are not in the Five Realms and Three Seas, but are located in the Nine Realms of the World, which are only one step away from Chaos.

It sounds pretty good.

After all, in folk myths and legends, aren’t the immortals always in the divine palaces of the Immortal Palace high above the sky?

But in fact, the chaotic environment near the sky is absolutely extremely harsh for the monks. Even the vegetation cannot sprout normally, and there are not even a few spiritual veins.

They have been living there, and they actually come to participate in the following things?

The two female cultivators, who were both beautiful women, looked at each other.

"Someone invited you here?" Wen Zhenren asked.

"I'm just happy to see Hunter. We are also human beings, why can't we come?" the armored female cultivator replied.

"Oh, let's go together then."

That is, after this simple exchange, the two people turned into escaping light and disappeared directly into the sky.

Disappeared in the area where the god-transforming bosses were.

He didn't say anything to Calabash and Song He behind him.

Song He didn't pay attention and continued to look into the distance.

And at this time.

The array of elixirs in the distance has begun to operate, and each elixir is like a shining star, rotating according to a predetermined orbit.

In the formation below, the talisman from Taiqing Miaoxuan Sect has already flown towards the sky, forming an even larger circle around the star-like elixirs.

Looking from a distance, it looks like a star map is emerging in the sky.

The five-element talisman of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth twinkled on the stars.

A ripple suddenly spread out—gray ripples.

It is quite similar to the chaos not far away, but not quite the same.

"Five elements turn into chaos?" Song He adjusted his sitting posture, cracked a melon seed, and continued to look at the situation ahead.

A group of elderly monks wearing Taoist robes appeared in the ripples, sitting on a huge tortoise shell.

They were mumbling words.

Then they jumped up and down on the tortoise shell like a dancing god, but unfortunately the distance was too far, and it seemed that the prayers they chanted had some strange power.

Song He, who was not immersed in the scene, couldn't hear it very clearly.

He could only feel that this prayer made the Mi Shen Tree in his body throb a little - Erwa also felt that the wind around him had changed abnormally.

It seems that there is a great existence from a higher level, but extremely far away, looking here. Even if it is just a glimpse, it makes them, as monks, feel extremely small.

This feeling of oppression can be called great...

"The way of heaven?"

Song He was so shocked that he even ate the melon seeds without caring about them.

He stared at the screen, watching the white-haired monks dancing extraordinarily ancient dance steps on the turtle shells, watching their bodies burn with colorless flames.

In the flames, the dance steps became more and more rapid.

Eventually, it turned into ashes.

However, these ashes were transformed into a materialized music and sent to the sky under the joint performance of the monks of the Divine Music Immortal Music Gate.

Then……

The sky is falling!

It is really visible to the naked eye that the sky is falling.

"Boom!"

The blazing white sky light flowed from the crack in the sky, sweeping towards the pressing chaos, and directly collided with each other.

But it did not harm the demonic monks in the three-color ocean at all.

It was like it passed directly through their bodies.

It can be seen from this that this sky light is probably not a substantial force, or it is a more mysterious power.

The moment of contact——

Huge air waves and an indescribable pressure hit the formation. You can feel how terrifying this pressure is through the magic weapon.

"What's going on? That's not a human being..."

Song He, who was staying in the safe area, didn't care about the sky-falling scenery, but thought about the situation when the white-haired monks were burning.

Under the flames, you can clearly see that it is obviously not a physical body, but a puppet body made of various spiritual materials!

Nowadays, he is no longer a novice in the world of immortality. After reading various classics, he can vaguely guess that the puppets and dances are used to communicate with heaven.

In ancient times, there was a saying that one would receive favors by offering sacrifices to heaven.

It is not uncommon for people and animals to be sacrificed.

He really didn't expect... that he could actually replace humans with puppets and then sacrifice them to God in exchange for some world power.

"So this is what Uncle Ji once said, the way of heaven and ordinary creatures have different views. They only look at the essence."

Song He was thoughtful.

Now he can temporarily control the so-called power of heaven in the Mi Shen tree. If he uses this same level of power to communicate with heaven, will it also be effective?

Thinking of this, he sat up suddenly and ran outside.

A bold idea came to mind.

Maybe...you can try it.

…

"What? You want a preface?"

When the second senior brother heard Song He's request, although there was some confusion on his chubby face, his expression became much more serious and serious.

"What do you want that thing for? Junior brother, we all need reasons to do things. Even if it is just a guesswork and feasible plan, you have to tell me what the plan is."

Obviously, at this moment he was communicating with Song He as a frontline commander, not as fellow seniors who usually joked with each other casually.

Song He's expression was also very serious: "I will use the ability of the Heavenly Heart God Yuhuan to turn my power into a consciousness that can communicate with this world and give it a great gift!

Senior brother, since Preface can reconcile the scars of the world, do you think the chaos here is considered a scar?

If there are enough prefaces, can this power of reconciliation be used to help Heaven directly heal Chaos? "

"..." The second senior brother was silent.

To be honest, Song He's approach is not whimsical, but is completely feasible. As one of the most accomplished creations of Tianwentang, Preface itself represents the fragments of world order.

Although it is only a very weak force, the level of power has reached the level of laws.

The only problem is...

Senior Brother Lu frowned and said: "Little Junior Brother, the Heavenly Dao in Yong An Abyss is in chaos. Even the Tianji Sect monks who borrow luck from the sky do not dare to use themselves to communicate with the Heavenly Dao. They only dare to use puppets as human bodies to sacrifice to the Heavenly Dao.

It's too big here... I'm afraid the power of the preface is not as good as it is. "

Well, no?

Song He was about to say something, but the second senior brother's eyes lit up and he said, "There is also a way, but this method requires the cooperation of other sects."

He paced on the grass, stretched out his hand and released a few transmission talismans, and said in a particularly excited tone: "This is a good idea. As long as our nine major sects are willing to pay something, it can be done!" (End of Chapter)