Record of Chaos

　　 (973 sets the imperial hall in the void world, the cloud and the sky are overwhelmingly cold)

　　 Withered Wood Rong walked to the vicinity of the altar and wiped it lightly with his hand, eliminating a layer of concealment. A large pile of dragon wood, traction stones, blood spirit stones, as well as various unknown artifacts and heavenly materials and treasures appeared on the altar.

　　 He said to Huang Luoying: "All the things you want are here, but there are only two hours. If you are not ready after the time is over, you will never have a chance."

　　 Huang Luoying sighed: "I can't be blamed if I don't do it well? You know! Such a good body will not be screwed up."

　　 While the Mengluo clan still existed, Huang Luoying was the strongest formation in Mengluo, even in the entire demon world.

　　 Later, the dream cultivation method became popular in the dream raccoon, and they all sneaked into others and became the sojourners of others, and the entire country ceased to exist. It is still one of the three major clans of the Demon Realm in name, but in fact the homeland has long been in ruins.

　　 But in order to get Muluo's body, she will naturally use her ability to do things well.

　　 Withered Wood Rong inserted a jade slip on the ground, and a soft aura shot out, revealing a phantom. This is the map of the entire Mian'eshan.

　　 He had made some arrangements for Kinobe's inside line in advance. If something happens in Mian'e Mountain or a foreign enemy invades suddenly, this map can reflect the clues in real time.

　　 Although there are only two short hours, it is possible for anything to happen within these two hours, and he cannot be defenseless.

　　 "Friend Wei Dao, please stare at Mian Ei Mountain during this time. If anything happens, I will try to deal with it."

　　 Wei Wuzheng hugged his fists and gave a hum, and then sat down in front of the Yujian. His parasitic Withered Wood Rong is just the way to stay. Only by helping Wither Wood Rong and Huang Luoying win this step, he has a future.

　　 Just as Huang Luoying tapped his finger and swept away the materials on the altar, Wei Wuzheng suddenly snorted.

　　 "Daoist fellow, what are you afraid of?"

　　 Withered Wood Rong was shocked, and looked back at the phantom around the jade slip, but found that the entire light curtain seemed to have been hit hard and was shaking. This is obviously the protective formation that someone is attacking Mian'eshan Kinobe.

　　 "Friend Huang Dao, you just set up the formation. It's just that you should move faster." Withered Wood Rong panicked for a moment, and immediately recovered his calm, "I will go out and solve this. You two act as planned."

　　 After speaking, he walked into a pitch-black void without looking back, triggering a white light in the air, and then disappeared.

　　 In the Danyang Pavilion of the Jade Palace, Gouzhu confessed to Lin Meier in front of the sound transmission jade wall, but he was annoyed by the continuous sound transmission of Nanwan's remarks like cursing the street.

　　 "The last name is ticked, if you can't come out, give me a word!"

　　 "Are you jade palaces all those dull guys?"

　　 "If you dare not fight, come out and give up!"

　　 Dozens of Zifu and hundreds of Xudan monks from the Yin-Yang Sect have left their flying boats. The void in which Yufeng sits is neatly enclosed in a semicircle, waiting to see the two discuss the Tao.

　　 Most of the other foundation-building monks who could not fly in the air also climbed out and sat on top of their flying boat against the high wind.

　　 This is the rule of Xuanmen on Taoism. Even if it is a life-and-death battle, it must be polite on the surface, and there will be a fair contest in full view.

　　 If no one looks at it, or if only one side looks at it, then it’s not about Xuanmen talking about Taoism, it’s going to be black.

　　 But the people of the Onmyoji Sect had set up the scene, but there was no movement in the Cuiyu Palace. Even He Wuji, whose face looked like frost, seemed to darken a bit.

　　The reason why he can't do it is because Cuiyu Palace has not refused, and has agreed to participate in this discussion. But if the Jade Palace continues to delay, so that he surrenders the Dragon Clan before discussing the Tao, it will be very detrimental to him.

　　 Looking down at the distant ground, Cuiyu Peak burning like a bonfire, he secretly made up his mind. If the Lord does not come out within ten breaths, he will order a hundred thunders to be thrown down.

　　 Just when he counted to the ninth breath, the opposite light flashed, and many phantoms of the disciples of the Jade Palace appeared.

　　 This is the aura projection projected from Cuiyu Peak. These people are all outer disciples who have not participated in the fierce battle with the dragon on the mountain, and they are hiding in the outer courtyard forest. Lian Ling used the method of formation to let them watch the battle in phantom.

　　 Thousands of disciples from the outer door of the Jade Jade Palace also sat neatly around this extremely high void, sitting in a semicircle, and their momentum was no worse than the lineup of the opposite Yin Yang Sect.

　　 In the middle of the void surrounded by them, a blue light flashed, as if a dazzling star burst out of the void, causing everyone's eyes to flash in confusion.

　　 and others' eyes adapted in a trance, a young Taoist who was dressed in a black Taoist robe, surrounded by a faint blue light, and surrounded by another illusory dim flame, stood in the void.

　　 At the same time he appeared ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the cold air was surging in all directions like an overwhelming sky. This is different from the cold sword aura of the goddess Guanghan that pierces the face like a thorn. The crowd watching from the Yin Yang Sect suddenly seemed to be soaked in ice water.

　　 If it weren't for the Onmyoji Sect's Feizhou, an invisible barrier would have been erected to block most of the cold at almost the same moment, and then the heat was released to envelop everyone, and the foundation-building monks sitting on the top of the Feizhou would freeze half to death.

　　 Nanwan's speech was silent. She was afraid that she would not come out. Now that the shackles have come out, in her opinion, it is a matter of time to make up her three golden core flowers. On the contrary, several powerful elders of Yin Yang Sect were dissatisfied.

　　 "Elder Gou, you have to do it before the discussion begins. Could you take the life of my Yin-Yang Sect disciple?"

　　 Gouzhu smiled indifferently, and said, "I didn't do it, I just took the field with me."

　　 The aggressive elders suddenly became dumb. Of course, you can't do it before the discussion begins. But it's really hard to say whether expanding the field is a hands-on. In the ancient times, many powerful fields were carried with them, and they would not converge at all. This was a way for them to cultivate.

　　 "This shameless cold is actually the field?"

　　 The low-level disciples of the Yin-Yang sect have long been talking about it.

　　 Someone said enviously: "The surname Gou is said to be about the same age as ours. It has only been more than 30 years of cultivation, and he has actually cultivated the golden core double flower! Alas, people are more angry than people."

　　 Someone also sneered deeply: "Is there any shortcut to the path of cultivation? Such a quick success will inevitably use some crooked ways. I bet he will die within a hundred years."

　　 Some people sneered and said: "Who can compare to Master Guanghan in the cold system? Let's see how this unknowing boy was tortured and killed. There is no compensation for the accidental death in the theory!"