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The five hundred and seventieth chapter soaring (2)

In the vast river of heaven, in a remote corner, surrounded by millions of small worlds is a world of radiance and extremely huge.

From a distance, in this group of Tianhe Worlds that is constantly rotating like a vortex, the other most powerful worlds are just as dim as the light of a fireflies. Only this light ball the size of a human head is shining everywhere, and its light completely envelops millions of worlds around it.

This world is the heaven!

He controlled all the millions of worlds around him. Even the laws of heaven and earth in large and small worlds have been completely transformed after countless billions of years of subtle influence!

Among the millions of worlds around, no matter how powerful the origin of the world is or how much the limit the world can accommodate, no matter how powerful the world can accommodate, it is impossible for experts from the Heavenly Realm to appear in these worlds!

All cultivators with the peak strength of the Heavenly Realm, as long as they release their breath and are discovered by the supervision rules of the Heavenly Court, there will be a colorful rainbow light descending from the sky and turning into an ascension channel to guide the cultivators who emit their breath to the sky!

In the mouths of millions of low-level monks from all over the world, this is an enviable ascension!

In these worlds, the lifespan of monks is limited. Even monks at the peak of the Potian Realm cannot live more than 10,000 years!

Ten thousand years, this is the red line, this is the bottom line that is absolutely untouchable!

Even if these powerful monks find the spiritual pill and spiritual fruit that prolong their life, they will never live for ten thousand years!

Whenever their life span is approaching the limit of ten thousand years, there will be disasters such as earth, water, fire and wind, and even earth-shaking thunder tribulation, which will slash the monks into ashes. If the monks do not resist, they will naturally die. If the monks resist, as long as they burst out with an aura that exceeds the limit of the world, they will be forcibly "ascend"!

According to those low-level monks, once they ascend and become the Lord of God, they will no longer have a life span. From then on, they will live happily and enjoy endless blessings forever!

Only those great monks who truly ascended to the heavenly court will know the truth - they really want to tell those low-level monks in the lower realm that you are really thinking too much!

Heaven, somewhere.

A snow-white body, like a big bird spreading its wings and crawling outside the palace on the top of the mountain, a clear pond that is hundreds of miles long and wide is shining with a faint colorful light. A faint fragrance echoes in the air, and the pond is covered with colorful gems. Each gem is filled with powerful power fluctuations. Every gem is placed in the lower realm, which is the best "spirit crystal" that allows monks to break their heads and compete for!

The energy contained in every gem here is comparable to all the cultivation level possessed by a monk in the Potian Realm!

In other words, if any monk in the lower realm gets such a gem, if everything goes well, they don’t need any other resources at all. In theory, they can use this gem to practice to the realm of Breaking Heaven!

And in this pond with a length of hundreds of miles wide, there are hundreds of millions of such gems.

On the four corners of the pond, there is a white tower that is thousands of feet tall. On the tower with delicate shapes and countless mandala patterns on the surface, there are several heavenly generals and dozens of heavenly soldiers. They overlook the clear pond with expressionless expressions.

From time to time, a small vortex appeared in the pond. As the rainbow light flashed, a clear scene was transmitted back in the vortex. In each vortex, a powerful lower world power could be seen laughing loudly, and a powerful energy fluctuation was emitted around him, and he was shrouded in a rainbow light.

These powerful monks were either smiling and saying goodbye to countless monks around them, or looking up at the sky curiously, or there were people singing loudly with their hands behind their backs. Some of them took out some classics, swords and other weapons, and kept throwing them out of the rainbow light.

These great monks from the lower realm are ascending!

They were ecstatic, either busy saying goodbye to their relatives, or busy expressing their excitement, or busy throwing their secret methods of inheritance and treasures out of the channel to leave them for their descendants.

According to legend, the heaven is full of rare treasures.

There is no need for these great monks to bring the treasures they used in the lower realm to the heavenly court!

Those things like jars and jars should be left to the disciples of the lower realm, and can also add a foundation to their own sects and families!

On the back of the huge pond, on a white jade platform, several handsome men in gorgeous clothes stood there quietly. Seeing that more than thirty whirlpools of different sizes appeared in the pond at the same time, a man laughed softly.

"Oh? Today is so lively! Hey, I rarely encounter one in three or five days. Today there are twenty-three worlds and thirty-eight ants ascend to the sky. Well, check it out, where do you need human hands?"

Another handsome man took out a scroll, quickly pulled it open and glanced a few times, and pointed at it with a gait.

Standing in the middle, the man who spoke first frowned slightly: "Hmm? How about there is such a big gap? Well, those with higher prices must... first distribute their background, have backers, and those with backers, and those who have backers, send them to the places they should go. Those who have no backers and backers will be dealt with according to the rules."

Several men laughed at the same time, each of them laughed very proudly.

Suddenly, a man raised his brow and suddenly raised his right hand: "There is movement in the Qingluo world! Someone ascended the Qingluo world! Come, send a signal... Haha, after waiting for so many years, this matter is about to be completed."

With a 'bang', a palm that emits a faint golden light pressed on the man's right hand. Another handsome man looked at his colleague with a smile and said softly: "Sir, this matter may be considered!"

The man whose right hand was held down suddenly flashed, and the cold light was like a knife. He glanced at the deputy standing beside him. He elongated his voice and said slowly: "Oh? What do you have any objection? This matter was ordered by Mr. Xuan Feng!"

The deputy smiled slowly at his master: "But hello, Young Master Xuan Li also said that he was very curious about what happened in the Qingluo world. He also told his subordinates that if someone ascended to the Qingluo world, he would like to tell him first."

The two looked at each other, and the adult said coldly: "Young Master Xuan, haha, Gong Fei, have you climbed up to the high branch?"

The deputy Gong Fei sighed softly, and he lowered his voice and muttered in a low voice: "Sir, I am also doing my best. Although the young master Xuan Feng is more powerful than the young master Xuan Feng, the one who is favored is Xuan Feng Shaojun's mother, the Queen Mother of the Queen!"

Looking at his boss's ugly face, Gong Fei whispered: "Please think twice... In a word from Empress Yi, we will all die without a place to be buried."

The adult narrowed his eyes.

Gong Fei no longer spoke.
Chapter completed!
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