Record of Chaos

　　 At this time, Lan Ruoshuang, of course, is on the way to the Extreme Ming Palace.

　　 As they approached the Ji Ming Palace, Du Wenji's crew separated from them. It is said that they will go to the four squares to make sure she can integrate the spirit seed without fail.

　　 With Lan Ruoshuang like this, only Yin Wanzhen was left alone again.

　　 Walking behind the taciturn Yin Wanzhen, Lan Ruoshuang also felt something. The two are getting closer and closer to the Ji Ming Palace, but she is getting more and more restless.

　　 If the master sent two seniors to help her enter the palace of the deep, she would not be surprised. After all, the vicinity of this extremely dark grass is notoriously dangerous, and too many people are coming home here.

　　 And she has a unique body of bitter cold, it is reasonable to ask the Taoist priest to recreate the Soul Injury Sword and expand the strength of his disciples.

　　 But even Shizu knew about this and sent all the true disciples like Du Wenji, which made her doubtful. The Soul Injury Sword is naturally extremely powerful, but after all, she is only a disciple of the four-tier foundation, even with the Soul Injury Sword in hand, the power that can be exerted is limited.

　　 It will take a long time for her to grow up. She, plus the value of the Soul Wound Sword, is not so great that the elders of the Jade Palace can intervene, right?

　　 And this kind of sword of the most yin, in the current Jade Jade Palace, only a body of bitter cold like her can control it. The elders are too far apart from the ancestor Qin Zunyang, there is no possibility of killing her and taking this sword.

　　 There must be something strange, but she couldn't figure it out for a while.

　　 She thinks over and over, and finally her eyes are sure, and she bit her teeth.

　　 It's not as good as a tiger's den, how can it be a tiger! She Lan Ruoshuang originally crawled out of hell. What does it matter if you go back to **** after a big deal?

　　 This profound sect that respects the strength, does what he can do to take the path against the sky that is not enough to make up for it. The strong are getting stronger, and the weak are mermaid.

　　 Only by seizing all the fleeting opportunities can she have her first day. She has long been tired of living the days of snorting.

　　 No matter how they play, she just needs to stare at the spirit seed of the extremely dark grass. As long as she completes the integration, her path to monasticism will be bright!

　　 She is also the same as the Biluo Saintess, she has the opportunity to sit in the supreme position in this jade palace, obtain the most abundant resources, and covet longevity!

　　 There is no defense at all on the periphery of the Extreme Hades Palace, not even the door guard.

　　 This palace is shaped like a bud, formed by overlapping immature leaves, only magnified countless times. The sprout stands in the violent storm and snow in the night. Icicles hung outside the shoots, which looked like a bunch of green candied haws. The icicle is hollow, and there is light shining from it, and the soft light melts in the ice wall. You can vaguely see the palace and corridors inside, which looks like a bright and exquisite crystal pagoda.

　　 Seeing that he was about to drive straight into the palace of the deep world, Yin Wanzhen suddenly stood still and turned around. The palm of his hand spread out, revealing a black pea-sized pill, and his eyes flashed with uncertain light.

　　 Although this pill is black, it is engraved with a red fire pattern. The black part is heavy and quiet, and it feels like a piece of pig iron, without the slightest aura. The red lines reveal a kind of surging hot aura, like a cracked ground crack on a volcano, with bright magma surging inside, which may burst out at any time.

　　 No matter what it is, Lan Ruoshuang thinks this thing is very scary.

　　 "Eat it." Yin Wanzhen's command was concise and to the point, and there was no doubt in his tone.

　　 "What is this?" Lan Ruoshuang asked.

　　 "The pill that Master specially prepared for you." Yin Wanzhen said lightly, "If you want to successfully integrate the extremely dark grass seeds, then take this pill."

　　 Lan Ruoshuang frowned, grabbed Yin Wanzhen’s sleeve, and cried out in tears.

　　 "Oh, the Nujia suddenly had a terrible stomachache, and I couldn't eat anything," he said, looking at Yin Wanzhen with tears.

　　 Yin Wanzhen flicked his sleeves, a strong force came out, Lan Ruoshuang screamed, and his body flew out involuntarily, and fell to the snow with a slap.

　　 "Master spoils you, I don't spoil you. This extremely dark grass is useless for me. I wouldn't come if it wasn't for my master to explain me to help you. I love eating, not rolling."

　　 Yin Wanzhen's patience with this sour woman has reached a certain limit. He felt it was time for something hard.

　　 Although it fell on the snow, Lan Ruoshuang was also hit by Yin Wanzhen’s true energy. She lifted her head from the snow, with a line of blood flowing from the corner of her mouth, but a strange smile appeared on her face.

"Senior brother looks at the slave house very highly." She pulled out the ice-blue dagger from the scabbard, and did not perform any tricks, but directly stuck the blade to her neck, "So many high-ranking people go on horseback," The slave family thinks that they are not qualified enough."

　　 "You!" Seeing Lan Ruoshuang put the sword on her neck, Yin Wanzhen couldn't help but feel nervous. What does this woman want to do, is she trying to coerce herself? She has the guts? Is she really underestimating her?

　　 "What do you want to do?"

"Haha," Lan Ruoshuang Gege said with a smile, "Slave down with a sword, that is, obediently teleport back to the Huichunyuan. However, the big event of the senior brother, I am afraid it will not be completed. Otherwise, why should the brothers take it with them? The slave family is here to get in the way. This is the truth, elder brother is also very clear."

　　 Yin Wanzhen was stunned for a while. He always felt that this pretentious woman did have a little thought. However, she shouldn't have any doubts about the benefits of the Extreme Spirit Grass Spirit Seed.

　　 By the way, it was Du Wenji... Du Wenji, an idiot with a large group of people, appeared and successfully revealed the whole plan. This woman is as cautious as a fox living in a graveyard, it is impossible to detect it at all.

　　 If Lan Ruoshuang really commits suicide boldly, regardless of whether Du Wenji's Locking Dragon Formation is completed, Yin Wanzhen will be the biggest victim. Because Lan Ruoshuang's plan would not be completed regardless of whether he died in real or faked death.

　　Without the descendants of the Xue tribe, he cannot coerce Wen Ruxue to give up what he wants.

　　 For this plan, I have been planning for more than 20 years. If it fell into his Yin Wanzhen's hands, there was no need for him to go back. With the decisiveness of the Taoist, he will definitely die.

　　 I have to stabilize this woman first.

　　 "Junior sister, why bother..."

"Needless to say," Lan Ruoshuang raised his hand, and a thin, dark red piece of paper flew over immediately. "Established the Profound Blood Contract. First, you help me merge the Ultra-Heaven Grass Seed, and I will help you complete it. Your major event. Second, before I get out of the tower safely, if I die, you will die too!

　　 "Old guy, the slave's body is worth a penny, and you don't have to spend money for nothing!"

　　 Lan Ruoshuang came to this power transmission tower and she had already broken the boat. It was impossible for her to be unprepared. She did not hesitate to buy a lot of profound blood contracts, just to prepare for this occasional need.

　　 "Yes." Yin Wanzhen did not hesitate. The Profound Blood Deed was immediately burned into ashes, turned into a talisman, and blended into the divine consciousness of the two.

　　 He has already considered this matter carefully. If Lan Ruoshuang doesn't cooperate, he is absolutely impossible. If Lan Ruoshuang cooperates obediently, it is not entirely impossible for this woman to successfully integrate the extremely dark grass seed and leave this layer alive. As for whether she would benefit or harm him after getting the Soul Injury Sword, this matter can be discussed later.

　　The mission of the mysterious door has never been a good thing to lie down to make a profit. There are as many risks as there are gains. He is not a generation who is greedy for life and fear of death, and he will never hesitate when he should be decisive.

　　The important thing is that if Killing and him forge a demon-blood contract, then his status and status will be completely different in the entire Xingtang and even the Jade Palace!

　　 This is an opportunity worth trading for any risk and price. At this point, he and Lan Ruoshuang's decisiveness are the same ~www.wuxiaspot.com~Xuanmen Jianghu, if you don't advance, you will lose, and no one can go back.

　　 Lan Ruoshuang smiled coldly, patted his hand on his mouth, and did not hesitate to take the strange pill into his abdomen.

　　 At the same time, Gouzhu is comprehending the "Xuanming Nine Dead Yin Sutra" in the Yuanyang Hall on the top of the Extreme Ming Palace.

　　 This book is neither engraved on Xuanmen jade slips, nor is it an ordinary mortal paper. Wen Ruxue has a slender jade hand that is as soft as boneless, pressing the palm of his hand on the cover of his heavenly spirit. Gouzhu suddenly felt that his five senses were closed, and Tiandi Liuhe disappeared before his eyes.

　　 The darkness in his world is as dark as an endless cliff standing in front of his eyes, mouth and nose.

Before the formation of 　　 Xu Dan, the world was dark, like a black cliff. The monks were unable to freely enter and exit the sea of ​​knowledge because they were blocked by this black wall, which Xuanmen called the "wall of knowledge."

　　 If it can form a virtual pill, the virtual pill is like the sun and the moon in this world, emitting light. The stronger the light, the dimmer the black wall of this world. The true appearance of Zhihai can be gradually revealed.

　　 With the power of the Biluo Saint Lian Ling, Gou Zhu has also seen the true appearance of his own knowledge of the sea. But now that Lian Ling is asleep, there is only this "wall of knowledge" left in his world.

　　 But there is not nothing on the wall of his mastery. The spiritual text formed by a blood-red bond of profound blood was carved on this dark cliff. That was the bond between Lan Ruoshuang and his brother in exchange for his nineteenth life.

　　 Now, under the profound blood contract, line by line of white text is engraved by external force. This strength came from the slender jade hand that Wen Xueru pressed on his heavenly spirit cover.

　　 A hand that didn't feel the slightest coercion, the feminine innocence injected into the palm of the palm, penetrated into his forehead like a moisturizer, and reached his spiritual consciousness.