From the Perfect World

"No matter how it declines, it will always be one of the ten places. The great figures of the nine heavens and ten places will not abandon that place. Even if there are no young gods who meet the standards, they will make an exception and recruit one or two people."

A handsome god in golden armor spoke lightly.

There is an ape-like creature next to the handsome god, which should be a pet. The most amazing thing is that the cultivation of this ape has also reached the realm of a god, and it is not a beginner, but a Dzogchen.

"Make an exception and recruit one or two people?"

Some people shook their heads, not quite agreeing with this.

This is a young god with fluttering blue hair. His long hair is like water waves, constantly rippling.

The blue-haired god then said: "The purpose of Tianshen Academy is to select the most outstanding group of young gods from nine heavens and ten places for further study, and not to let mediocre mediocre people enter because of the sake of who or what world. .”

In addition to the newly established Deity Academy this time, Nine Heavens and Ten Earths also has two colleges with the same reputation.

The holy courtyard that non-celestial wizards cannot enter, and the fairy courtyard that teaches people to cultivate into immortals with the method of cultivating immortal ancient memories.

"In the end, it still depends on the meaning of the three supreme beings. No matter how we discuss, we will not be able to affect the three supreme beings."

The handsome golden-armored god didn't argue with the blue-haired god, he looked at the ancient altar with five-colored brilliance soaring into the sky.

The aura of the three monks on the altar was so terrifying that if the three of them hadn't restrained themselves intentionally, the gods would not be able to get close.

With the help of this altar's hidden connection, they are activating the cross-boundary altar in the Three Thousand Dao States.

"Three Supremes... I don't know how many years it will take to reach this level of cultivation."

The blue-haired god sighed.

The invincible strong man in the Border Desolation Emperor Pass has never walked the years of nine heavens and ten places, and the great monk who has escaped to one realm is recognized as the supreme.

Only those who have reached the Emperor Pass in the frontier can know what kind of fallacy the supreme being recognized by countless living beings in the nine heavens and ten places is.

"It's coming soon, I will be able to pass through the cross-boundary altar and descend to that place. Finally, there is no need to waste time."

The red lips of the woman in palace costume with outstanding figure parted slightly,

Immortal energy condensed into a flower of the avenue above her head, possessing unpredictable power.

It reflected her like a fairy above the nine heavens.

...

Zhongzhou.

The majestic and ancient sacred altar was shining brightly. The originally extremely dazzling white light gradually became the shimmering light of five colors as time passed.

Mysterious runes rose from the altar, interweaving into a light curtain in midair.

There is a palpitating power that fills the thousands of miles around the sacred altar.

One stream after another suddenly appeared, flying across the sky, approaching the altar.

After ten breaths, the streamer disappeared, and several monks appeared.

"What a terrifying power!"

Someone was terrified.

His cultivation base is not strong, and he can't detect the monstrous weather erupting from the altar from a long distance. He can only detect it when he gets close to this distance.

"Isn't this a legendary place? How could there be such a shocking change today?"

There are also people who are very puzzled.

"I thought it was a treasure, but I didn't expect it to be this altar."

A monk was very sorry.

They all have the cultivation base of the gods, and they are local powerhouses in the land of Zhongzhou. They are relatively close to the cross-border altar, so they can arrive at the first time.

Several people discussed for a while, and finally decided to wait and see what happened, to see what was the reason that caused this ancient altar, which had been dusty for millions of years, to change.

After a long time, the sky cracked open, and the dark gap led to nowhere.

A strong man exuding a terrifying aura stepped out. It was a middle-aged man in black.

"It's the leader!"

The gods of Zhongzhou who arrived first were shocked.

Before they could think about it wildly, another piece of sky also split open, and a figure walked out.

This was just the beginning, cracks opened one by one, and figures appeared one by one.

"They are all the leader! Even if all the orthodoxy in Zhongzhou is added up, there will not be such a leader-level figure. Are they from other continents?"

The minds of the gods present went blank. They had practiced for tens of thousands of years or even longer, and it was the first time they saw so many leaders gathered together.

Dozens of Hierarchs!

Once a war breaks out, Zhongzhou may be ruthlessly torn apart and become stars floating outside the domain.

The hearts of these gods were full of fear.

They are not from the Immortal orthodoxy, they are only minor forces in Zhongzhou, and they are all among the best in their respective orthodoxy.

If the leader who came here really will fight, then it will be the day when their orthodox lineage will be extinct.

"Let me ask you, what happened here?"

The middle-aged leader in black who appeared first spoke.

His eyes were like sharp knives that could cut through flesh and skin, causing all the gods to feel the sting.

Several gods looked at each other, and when the middle-aged leader was about to show impatience, one person stood up and said respectfully: "Reporting to my lord, I have just waited for a quarter of an hour, and I haven't waited for a while. It is a shame to be able to figure out why this place has changed, and I cannot relieve the worries of the adults."

The god who spoke was an old man, placed in his own orthodoxy, he was a supreme elder, and he was respected by others on weekdays, so when he faced a more powerful middle-aged leader, he could also learn to behave like a model. Sample.

"kindness……"

After the middle-aged leader pondered for a long while, his sharp blade-like eyes were not as piercing as before. He said, "Maybe there will be great changes in this place. If you want to know yourself, then go separately."

The monks at the level of the leader present are several times that of these gods. No matter what is waiting for chance or what, as the weakest group of monks present, the fate will not be much better.

"Thank you for your care, my lord. I have exactly the same intention."

The old man bowed slightly, facing a leader, he did not dare to call himself the seat.

Then, the old man didn't care about the choices of the other gods, and left first under the watchful eyes of dozens of leaders.

Soon, the rest of the gods also chose to leave. If they made some leader unhappy and were crushed to death, they would cry without tears.

"It's Yun Changkong, who rose up in the same generation as me back then, so many years have passed in a blink of an eye."

A leader looked at the departing figure of the old man and god, revealing memories.

...

Silent world, frosty mountain peaks.

When the huge and indescribably loud noise spread throughout the many small thousand worlds of Immortal Ancient, Lin Yang suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the crack in the ancient Immortal Realm.

"Xiangu's boundary wall... shattered."

Lin Yang stood up and stretched his body.

He has a tall and straight figure, and there is a holy kingdom brand between his eyebrows, which is transformed by the eternal kingdom. The black Taoist robe is blown harshly by the biting cold wind, and the black hair all over the sky is also fluttering with the wind.