"Snort, wasn't he still very backbone just now, and he would rather die than give in? This will be a very refreshing promise, and the words of a child really can't be taken seriously," Nan Lingyu quipped

Huang Xuan's face turned red, and he glared at Nan Lingyu viciously, but he didn't refute again, but turned to Long Ziyue and said, "The restart of the Holy Spirit Domain needs to be on the day when the spiritual energy is abundant, this day is coming, and the formation ceremony may be prepared for a few days, and it can't be delayed any longer."

Long Ziyue nodded immediately when she heard this, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, then let's go, I don't know where the high priest needs to prepare the formation, and the juniors can make arrangements."

"No, that place is the most familiar to you"

"Am I most familiar?" Long Ziyue was slightly surprised, "Could it be ......?"

Huang Xuan nodded, "Wind Spirit, Saint Tilt Palace"

Long Ziyue's eyes narrowed slowly, she didn't expect that the secret of restarting the formation would actually be in the Holy Tilt Palace.

Huang Xuan replied lightly, and without any further explanation, he walked towards the outside of the hall.

The next day, at dawn, the crowd set out to return to the Wind Spirit.

The day of the formation was approaching, and there was no longer any delay, so the people did not rest any longer, and hurried on their horses, and finally returned to the wind spirit on the fifth day.

Stepping out of the space passage, Nan Lingyu looked at the familiar scenery below, and sighed long, "I'm finally back, I won't be able to stand it for two more days."

"I can't stand this little distance, Yun You really accepted a useless apprentice" Huang Xuan raised his little hand, glanced at Nan Lingyu, and snorted coldly and mocked.

"You stinky little ghost, do you want to be spanked by me again?"

"You ......" Huang Xuanjun's face darkened, grinding his teeth with hatred, "This sacrifice is not a ghost"

Seeing that the two were arguing again, Long Ziyue couldn't help but chuckle, the senior sister and the high priest didn't look at each other correctly, and the fight along the way was non-stop, adding a lot of fun to the journey.

But......

Looking at the hands that pinched Huang Xuan's cheeks, Long Ziyue was slightly worried, Huang Xuan would recover sooner or later, senior sister bullied him like this today, is it really okay?

"Princess, my subordinates have passed the return date into the palace" Zhumo stepped forward and leaned over slightly.

Long Ziyue nodded lightly, raised her eyes and looked at the sky not far away, twilight was approaching, the sky gradually turned dark red, and the distant western sky was bathed in the remnant sun, glowing with a strange red.

The remnant sun is like blood, impregnating all directions.

Looking at that piece of blood red, Long Ziyue's eyebrows and eyes were deeply condensed.

Blood stained the western sky, the red moon descended, evil invaded the universe, and heaven and earth were destroyed.

It seems that the catastrophe of 10,000 years is not far off.

Sinking her thoughts, Long Ziyue tightened her eyes and swept towards the direction of Windy City.

Time is running out, and she needs to prepare as soon as possible.

"Senior sister, wait for me" Seeing that Long Ziyue had left, Nan Lingyu was in a hurry, and he couldn't care about Huang Xuan at the moment, so he quickly flew up and chased after him.

Huang Xuan tensed his face, rubbed his slightly red cheeks that were pinched, and followed angrily.

The group galloped for another quarter of an hour, and finally rushed back to the palace before dusk.

Long Ziyue fell, sniffed the cold fragrance in the air, his light eyebrows and eyes lit up slightly, and there was a breath of phantom night in the air, he must have returned.

Thinking of this, Long Ziyue curled her lips and walked quickly towards the east courtyard.

In the east courtyard, the lights are bright, and the figure of people can be faintly seen in the master bedroom.

Long Ziyue pushed open the door, and there were more than a dozen figures that fell into sight, such a battle really shocked her, her eyes swept over, and Long Ziyue couldn't help frowning slightly.

There are a large number of people in the hall, but they are familiar people, except for the phantom night, it is Long Yu, Linglong, Ziyan Wenqian and others, but what surprised her was the red-clothed man in the deputy main seat.

Demon Wuji, the patriarch of the Southern Demon Clan.

However, isn't he in the Southern Nether Demon Clan, how could he appear here?