Reverend Insanity

The wind whistled in my ear.

Golden sky, brilliant.

The Tianqing Wolf swarm strolled in the air, Fangyuan rode on the back of the Tianqing Wolf King. The wind swept his hair backwards.

His gaze was cloudy, and he looked out of his mind. Over the past few days, he has been enlightening the passwords handed down by the hills, but unfortunately no progress has been made.

A glorious palace gradually emerges from the end of the horizon, flat and round.

Seeing this, the gaze of the source shifted away and set aside the confused thoughts in mind.

His face flashed with a hint of emotion.

Sacred Palace, finally!

As the square approaches, an emerald palace slowly reveals its full face.

It has eight layers, up to more than 800 lengths. The first floor, the bottom floor, covers the largest area. The second layer is above the first layer, the third layer, and so on.

On each floor, there are walls in a concentric circle.

Snow white walls are three lengths thick, with integrated walls and no gaps. On the walls, there are seven colored towers every other distance. Each tower comes in different colors, red orange yellow green green blue purple, spaced apart from each other.

After a stack of layers, the entire palace looks like an elevated mountain peak.

As the source rapidly approached, the whole palace seemed to rise from the ground and emerge across the sky, breathing through the heavens!

Zhuangzhuang, holy palace!

Even if the source of convenience is very knowledgeable, it is amazing to see it at this moment.

“What's in the sky? ”

“The Wolf King is here! ”

“As intelligence suggests, that should be the Skybright Wolves. ”

The presence of Square Source also attracted the attention of magicians in the Holy Palace.

Tens of thousands of people are already stationed in the Holy Palace at this time. These people are lucky enough to be in the vicinity of the Holy Palace after entering the Blessed Land. So earlier than the source.

Black Lulan had a long story, and the magicians who were responsible for the connection quickly reacted.

When Fangyuan slowly landed, someone was already standing at the huge city gate on the first floor.

As soon as Wan Wolf had landed under Fang Yuan's crotch, he greeted the magician. "Lord Wolf, you are back. Little Sansheng is fortunate enough to lead you into the city. You are on the eighth floor and the room is already cleaned for you. ”

“Well, no rush, take me for a look.” Fangyuan nodded lightly and dropped the Wolf. In respect for the immortal dignity of the giant yang, no rides are allowed in the temple, only on foot.

“Yes, my lord, it's a small honor. ”

Follow the magician and walk into the palace.

In the holy palace, there are plenty of pavilion taixuanches, palace courtyards. From the outside, the flying eaves are picked, the corners are raised, the copper tiles are golden and the wheels are beautiful.

Buildings and floor socketing of various building divisions. Some places, spacious and magnificent. And in some places, the corridors are staggered, the halls are cluttered, and the space is unpredictable.

The interior of the pavilion hall, whether it's a pillar or a beam, is filled with vibrant paintings and sculptures, full of luxurious weather.

“My lord, this is the Palace of Pleasure. The great giant Yang ancestors, who now live in the Holy Palace, celebrate music on a massive scale every day in this palace. According to historical records, there will be plenty of princess dancing in every celebration in order to win the favor of the giant yang ancestors. ”

“My lord, this is the Spring Soup Palace with the largest hot spring in the North Plains. Every seven days, Juyang ancestors invite hundreds of princesses to come here to soak up water and play. ”

“This is the Floating Garden, where the giant Yang ancestors moved the mythical 'Pool’, ‘Flesh Forest’. Every morning, the meat forest produces a wide variety of flavors, with unparalleled freshness. Every evening, the pool produces a variety of delicious wines. ”

The magician introduces you everywhere, and you have a good mouth.

Fangyuan Anbao became a car and looked around. I found it quite interesting.

Upon reaching the fourth floor of the Sacred Palace, the magician introduced Fong Yuan to the main palace.

“My lord, this is the painting palace of one of the eight main Orthodox Palaces of the Holy Palace. Juyang ancestors are versatile and especially good at beauty painting. The murals in this palace are all his books. This way, please. ”

Instruct the magician to open the side door of the palace, please enter.

The Eight Orthodox Palaces of the Sacred Palace all have a main entrance, but only a giant Yang Immortal can enter and exit alone. Though the immortality of the giant yang has passed away, this rule is still passed down. Future generations abide by this rule and express their awe and love for the immortality of the giant yang.

Into the palace, the magnificent murals filled the view of the source.

There is nothing hollow in the palace, only huge walls around it. These walls are painted with beauties of all kinds, or charming demons, or pure as water, or dew-toothed laughter, or bowed their heads. The divine state is very moving, with more than 80,000 feet!

“The women who can be recorded in the painting palace are the pets of the giant Yang ancestors for some time. At that time, being able to be painted by the Immortal Emperor himself was a great honor for the women of the world. The princesses of the Juyang ancestors, who can be recorded here, are all the best, and now Fangrong lives forever. ”

When the magician spoke of this, the colour of his face.

Fang Yuan did not speak, but just looked at it in silence, and said secretly: “Fangrong will not last forever. At least five hundred years ago, Wang Tingfudi was destroyed by the Chinese magicians, and the Holy Palace became a resounding shout. Alas, true immortality, even strong as immortality can't do it...”

When others arrive here, they will be indulged in the luxury and richness of the Holy Palace and embroidered by the Imperial Palace. Even if they are not obsessed with the divine, there will be a feeling of awe in their hearts.

From this glory, however, Fangyuan tastes a little decay and decay.

Without immortality, what if you are as strong as a Immortal?

Thousands of ancient winds are like giant yangs, but now the smoke has dissipated. The traces left behind, like the testimonials, were filled with a sense of failure, with a hint of ridicule and sadness.

The fun is over.

“Come on, take me straight to the eighth floor.” Fang Yuan sighed and commanded.

The magician rushed to put away the obsession on his face and hesitated: "But, my lord, the sights of the Holy Palace are innumerable, we are just getting started! In addition to these are the Palace of the Beauty, the Palace of the Little Girl, the Palace of Pleasure, and the Palace of Innocence. There is also the Palace of Elysium, which was specially inhabited by female Inhumans, even Mao people. There is also the Jade Statue Palace, which specializes in making beauty statues out of soft jade for ancestors to enjoy. ”

The magician was anxious, and he said that these places, in his own capacity, could not go in.

He really wants to take this opportunity to be happy.

But Fang Yuan did not satisfy his little wish.

In his later years, Juyang Xianzheng rarely went down and lived in the Holy Palace. Instead, they live in the midst of eternity, deep in simplicity.

Each year, Kitahara selects a large number of women to enrich the Sacred Palace.

For the last time, Giant Yang Immortal did not have the privilege of coming to the Sacred Palace. He built the 88-Point Zhenyang Building, set the rules of the King's Court, and then completely flew away, disappearing into the eyes of the world.

As a result, the temple faded, and those poor, beautiful women, like canaries, were locked up in cages.

Even though Wang Tingfudi is large, there is no freedom, and the bigger place is also a cage.

Ultimately, once they were honest here, they ran out of youth. They were unable to escape and no one dared to rescue them.

Under the great glory of the immortal immortality of the giant yang, the pain, grief and grief of not many women were buried.

In the eyes of the source, the Holy Palace is not of great value.

It's just a relic of the giant yang ancestors, and no magician dares to leave it here. And the precious things left over from that year have long been scraped away by generations of magicians. Even after that, the Chinese magicians, together, did not find anything.

The only place of value in the Holy Palace, and the entire royal palace, is no, more precisely, the most valuable place in the entire North Plains.

That's the top of the eighth floor -- the 88th Corner Tower!

At the suggestion of Juyang Xianzhen, Elder Mao himself refined the manor house.

Eight pixie tricks!

But now is not the time.

The top of the eighth floor, it's just a blank. Only when a 10-year blizzard erupts completely will the 88 Horn Tower of True Yang gradually emerge.

The next day, the convenience source is deeply shallow, while continuing to practice, waiting for the opening of the Zhenyang Building.

Sky Wolf * * * give it to others, no need to worry about it.

In the meantime, he was summoned to reveal his intention to solicit him.

Join the black family and become a foreigner?

Faced with this proposal, the source said to consider it and reveal the unexpected color. But in fact, he would never do that.

The manipulator can disguise him as a wolf king, but in the face of the immortal quest, it is very likely that the filling will be revealed.

The solicitation of the foreign surname Jia Lao is a habitual trick of super forces in the Beiyuan region. In this way, the magic magic fairy can be turned into a straight path, which will greatly help the big golden tribes to hold the big picture of the North Plains.

Blackroof Lan didn't say anything about what happened on the vulture peak. However, there is a rumor that gradually rises, saying how the Wolf King hegemony, how the other party's performance originated on the vulture peak, how bad, how to bully the weak, depict a three-point exaggeration, and the bias appears to be true and credible.

Fang Yuan sneered, obviously someone pushed behind the scenes to discredit him.

“Pan Ping is very likely, Sun Xicoln and others have motives, and even Black Lulan. But what if I discredit you? ”

Giant Yang Immortal was an infamous magician looking for flowers and grass. What about now? Everyone admires the Immortal!

How many young girls did he trample on and how many happiness did he destroy?

But even today, no one came to blame him publicly.

Power is fundamental to everything in the world.

On Earth, the word is fearful, the three of them are tigers. That is because every human being is a mortal body, with different rules of the world, and cannot give individuals the power to transcend groups.

But not here.

That's one of the reasons Fangyuan loves the world.

Half a month later, the golden sky suddenly swayed slightly like water.

The earth began to shake slightly.

With the wind in the sky, the sun shines brightly and suddenly flourishes at the top of the temple.

The light lasted three tea kung fu, gradually fading away. And where there was nothing, there was a tower.

Shinyang Tower, 88 corners!