Qingchen climbed to the sky step by step, every time he climbed the stairs, the previous step disappeared, his figure became higher and higher, gradually disappeared into the five-colored clouds, and then slowly rose above the clouds, when he looked up, he could clearly see the majestic gate of heaven.

Qingchen looked down, and the sea of clouds under his feet was colorful, magnificent, like the sea, and it was a grand view.

He walked all the way to the gate of heaven, paused slightly, looked back at the mortal world again, and silently recited the sentence "It is difficult to look back on the road to heaven, and there is no way back to cross the gate of heaven", and then no longer hesitated, he was about to step over the tall threshold that symbolized the difference between immortals and mortals.

But when he lifted his foot, he couldn't get down.

This step, he couldn't take anyway.

At this moment, a huge and incomparably large phantus slowly stood up, as if it was as high as the sky, and even enveloped the entire Ming Tomb.

This phantom was wearing a flat crown and a twelve-chapter uniform, it was Xiao Yu, he looked at Qingchen who couldn't enter the gate of heaven for a long time, and said indifferently: "Can you go?"

In the nine-story mausoleum, Xu Beiyou looked at the scene in front of him in shock, Qingchen's three corpse incarnations were bound by three huge black chains, the chains were rooted in the void, and they didn't know where they led, and between these three three corpse incarnations and Qingchen himself, there was an invisible bond, so that Qingchen could not cross the gate of heaven for a long time and become a real free immortal.

Xiao Yu said in a deep voice: "Since you can't be a heavenly immortal, then you can stay in the world to be an earth immortal, how about the real person?"

As Xiao Yu's voice sounded, the three chains in the mausoleum rattled, and the three incarnations of the three corpses were dragged to the depths of the mausoleum to an unknown place, and at the same time, the Qingchen deity in the sky not only could not take the last step, but the figure began to slowly descend, slowly falling towards the mausoleum at his feet.

Xiao Yu slowly spoke: "Qingchen, you enter the mausoleum to prevent me from becoming enlightened, in exchange for the Heavenly Dao to open up to you and open the Heavenly Gate, but if the door is in front of you today and you can't enter, how does it feel?"

The Gate of Heaven slowly closed after a long wait, and after a while, the huge pillars of heaven that supported the Gate of Heaven and the five-colored clouds in the sky slowly dispersed.

Qingchen looked at this scene, slowly closed his eyes, did not struggle in vain, let himself be dragged into the mausoleum inch by inch, and sighed softly, "All kinds of plans will come to naught." ”

Xiao Yu no longer looked at Qingchen, but turned his head to look at the Meitai Appreciation Stage, and his voice was huge, "Huaiyu, your three corpses are the first gods, this time you are out of the body, but you want to give you some guidance for your brother?"

The voice fell, and within a hundred miles of Meishan, the golden light was sheng.

Xiao Jin, who was out of his body, instantly fluctuated, sometimes clear, sometimes blurred, and after repeating this for a while, he was completely shattered, and he was actually dispersed by Xiao Yu.

Thousands of miles away, the Wei Palace, the Wei Kingdom, shook violently.

After a while, a large number of people stood outside Xiao Jin's study, including civil servants and strategists, military generals and guards, and there was no shortage of monks.

In the study, Xiao Jin, who was dressed in a dark robe, sat on a chair, holding the armrests with both hands, and the green tendons on the back of his hands burst out.

This Great Qi vassal king, who is almost no different from the emperor in the Wei State, has excellent qi cultivation skills, and rarely gets angry, but now his face is not only very ugly, but also extremely pale, just now, one of his three major primordial gods was directly destroyed by Xiao Yu, which is equivalent to his lack of one-third of his cultivation for no reason, and that's it, after all, he is not a ruthless person, but his plans for so many years have also come to naught, so it is really hurtful.

There is another point that Xiao Jin can't let go, when he lost to Xiao Yu, who was destined for heaven, it was nothing, after all, manpower was sometimes poor, but now Xiao Yu is no longer in the destiny, and he can only survive in the Ming Tomb, and he lost to Xiao Yu again, which makes the arrogant Xiao Jin unbearable.

After a long time, Xiao Jin instructed the people waiting outside: "Let's disperse." ”

Hearing this, the people waiting outside looked at each other.

After years of forbearance and planning, just now, on the dock by the sea, tens of thousands of sailors are ready to go, so forget it?

Xiao Jin slightly accentuated his tone, "Pass on my orders, everyone performs their duties, and they are not allowed to move, if anyone dares to advocate the mobilization of a soldier and a pawn, whether it is the governor or the internal officer, they will all be killed." ”

The people who were guarding outside the study had to disperse.

In the study, Xiao Jin supported his forehead with his hands, a little tired.

After Xiao Jin's soul dissipated, Lin Han was even more miserable, his body was not affected by himself, as if he had been forced to kneel on the ground, his head was slammed down, the ground was broken, and his forehead was blurred.

Lin Han, the king of Zhenbei, who has been dominating the grassland for decades, was extremely frightened at this moment, and said with difficulty: "Brother-in-law, I know that I am wrong, I know that I am wrong." ”

Xiao Yu looked at Qingchen again.

At this time, Qingchen had been completely dragged into the mausoleum, and Xiao Yu's phantom began to shrink slowly, no longer covering Meishan, and retracted back into the mausoleum.

The next moment, the Dutian seal hanging in the ninth-layer mausoleum broke through the sky, and then the entire Meishan began to tremble, and the phantom of the ninth-layer mausoleum visible to the naked eye slowly rose, gradually separating from the Ming Tomb.

Daomen Xuandu, Flying Ascension Platform.

A small seal appeared out of thin air in the palm of the autumn leaves, much dimmer than before.

At this time, it was already dusk, the remnant sun was like blood, and the clouds in the sky were fiery red.

Autumn leaves looked up at the sky, the purple robes on their bodies fluttering in the wind, and the setting sun fell on them, like a layer of dull gold edges.

The Du Tianyin in his hand had reduced the number of merits and qi by half, and Qingchen, who was very important on the huge chessboard of the world, finally left the chessboard.

This Qingchen Uncle once stirred up the general trend of the world, once competed with their master and apprentice for the position of the head of the sect, once designed to abolish the position of the first apprentice of Autumn Leaves, and joined forces with others to force the master to ascend Zichen, and even almost made Xiao Yu's achievements fall short.

However, as Qingchen was dragged into the mausoleum by Xiao Yu, all this has disappeared.

Because of the Daomen, he finally decided to help Qingchen instead of Xiao Yu, in order to make up for the Daomen's qi, to put it bluntly, it is a gambling word, because he has always dared to gamble, the last time he put the bet on Xiao Yu, who was not optimistic about anyone, and then won, not only was he able to successfully ascend to the throne and teach, but the Daomen also succeeded in the thousand-year-old plan and became the leader of the world's sects.

But this time, he lost the bet, lost very badly, and lost his wife and soldiers.

For some reason, Autumn Leaves suddenly remembered the ancestral dragon first emperor of the year, the aftermath of Fen VI, Zhen Chang and Yu Yu, swallowing the world and dying princes, performing the supreme and controlling Liuhe, persisting in beating and whipping the world, and shocking the four seas.

But the foundation of the dynasty created by the first emperor died II.

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Qiu Ye muttered to himself: "The thousand-year accumulation of the ancestors has finally made the thousand-year plan of the Dao Gate succeed in my generation, could it be that after I ascend, the Dao Gate will also prosper and decline, and stage the death of the second generation?"

Akiba's face was expressionless, and he turned to leave the Ascension Platform.

This change in the Yuanqiu Altar and even the matter of the Ming Tomb seems to be a game between Xiao Xuan and Xiao Jin, the uncle and nephew, but in fact, it is a battle between him Qiuye and Xiao Yu, and even between the Daomen and the imperial court. The two sides almost did their best, Xiao Yu even did not hesitate to end up in person, as for the final result, it is now clear.

With the failure of Qingchen's ascension, the number of Daomen qi has been greatly reduced, and under the growth of one and the other, the qi of the imperial court is rising, at this time, Daomen has him, the first person in the world, personally sitting, and there is nothing to see, but after he soars, the strength and weakness between the court and the Daomen are irretrievable.

Akiba sighed: "The Daomen lost, and the imperial court won." ”