When Yue Yu left Wanbaolou Yuanjianlan, four figures appeared one after another... Chamber

Inside.

"It turned out to be a broken witch god weapon, no wonder we can't recognize it, this time it's really a surprise. With this information, our sect can take the lead. The speaker is a man with a face. The old man, who was almost like a skeleton, looked at the deacon surnamed Xue with appreciation, and said with a slight smile: "Now it can be confirmed that that place must be the place we have been looking for." I don't know how. It was from the far south of 2,000 years ago. Transferred here, hundreds of immortal corpses. And the remnants of the witch god, even if they can't be entered this time. It's also a good thing to be able to get a mouthful of immortal soldiers on the periphery. ”

"How can this immortal soldier be so easy to obtain? This time I was able to take three or five super-rank treasures. That's pretty good. ”

The other laughed to himself, then hesitated, "Those fragments, just give them to that person." Is there something wrong? Although it is evil gold, we can't use it, but after all, it is a legacy of the great god of antiquity. And this news, I look at a soul oath, I'm afraid it can't be restrained. As far as I know, there are several ways to escape the sense of heaven in this world."

"It's okay! I know a little bit about the Xuanyuan Secret Sword. Although it is the same thing as the divine power of the witch god, it is absolutely incompatible. And I also took a closer look at their swords, and there was an air of conquest. It's not the same as the priesthood held by that great god, even if they have a secret method to absorb it, it's useless. ”

When he said this, the old man of Kuxia smiled again. "Let's talk about this person. It's not all rootless. I think his true cultivation should not be at the peak of Jindan, and he should be the person who is now being hunted down by the Lingtai Sect. Behind this person, there is the protection of the Demon Emperor, and the great elder of my sect two years ago has not recovered from his losses. Therefore, as long as he can keep his promise, then if he can not be provoked, I would better not mess with him!"

A few people indoors. They were all slightly moved. seems to recall something very bad, it's all a series of iron green.

The monk surnamed Xue had a gloomy face. If it is really where it is, then if there is a chance to find the place recorded in the sect's classics, it may only take four or five months. You can achieve the realm of the first baby, and there is no worry about loose foundation. It's a pity this time. He is not among the candidates to enter Juze.

But then again, that kind of place. Does it really exist in this world? Even if there is, I am afraid that it is not something he can find.

Somewhere in the void turbulence, where the storm of time and space is most violent, the figure of Zhan Xue, is merging into a spatial barrier. Then what came into view was a world about forty miles in circumference, full of rune spirit arrays.

Here you can see the edge at a glance, and it gives people a sense of solemnity and emptiness. However, in the corner over there, some flowers and plants are growing, but they leave a soft atmosphere here.

First, compared to the Dongsheng Continent where Yue Yu was at the moment, this place was insignificant. However, it is extremely stable, and in this void turbulence, it opens up a realm.

And in the center, there is a large yin-yang fish pattern, surrounded by small spirit arrays. Aggregated as one, it is exuding a faint luster. Countless spiritual powers, circulating rapidly in it, seem to be running at full speed,

And above it, there is a huge ball of light, and in the middle is a phantom cast from almost the same mold as Zhan Xue, with three circles of spiritual light behind it, and images such as soldiers, wind and rain, rice grass, etc., are constantly flickering inside. Countless silver threads can be seen, connected to it. And the entire light cluster is connected to this spirit array below.

But after penetrating into his own divine realm. Zhan Xue's first glance was at the five pieces of metal that she had carried into together.

Just after touching this space. Countless brilliance was shining out of these metal fragments, filling the entire space for a while.

The light cluster in the center also poked out hundreds of silk threads in an instant, piercing five pieces of metal.

Strange to say, before Yue Yu had tried his best to penetrate Qi Ran's dark golden metal block, but at this time, it was extremely easy, allowing these silk threads to pour into it. Then, after a short while, a large amount of blood-red energy flowed down those silver threads into the light cluster in the center.

And at this moment, if Yue Ming can analyze it here. You will certainly be surprised to find from within these fragments. Infused with blood-red energy within this ball of light. It also contains a large number of runes.

Zhan Xue didn't stop at all, and directly plunged into the light cluster, merging with the phantom. Then countless crimson threads. Wound around her, forming a cocoon of immense red light, turning the five pieces of metal into it. It is also wrapped in it, suspended in mid-air.

There is no change of sun and moon in this space, but the sun, moon and stars are still formed under the control of the war snow. Then, as the days passed, the volume of the light cocoon was gradually shrinking, and the wrapped divine power was gradually condensing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

And the energy that was output in the five pieces of metal gradually faded and stopped. The silk threads also spread out one by one, revealing the girl inside

The battle snow at this time, the eyebrows are full of coldness, and there is a little killing atmosphere. And the aura behind it, which symbolizes conquest, is also rapidly evolving, in addition to the original two mysterious symbols, there are three more complex runes in a row, with a stronger killing aura, which are gradually generated. There are two other ones, and above them, there seem to be higher-level runes, but at the moment they are incomplete and have not flashed aura.

Zhan Xue exhaled lightly and looked at his feet. He closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then reached out and pointed. I saw that this kingdom of God within a radius of forty miles was rapidly expanding again. In the blink of an eye, there was a radius of seventy miles.

It wasn't until the light around Zhan Xue converged and weakened by about a quarter that it stopped. And then there was the spirit array, which was also spreading and expanding, one by one, the crystals of divine power condensed by the power of faith, as well as the Qiao runes, began to appear out of nothing, and then expanded for about ten miles, and then stopped.

It seems that it is not until this mystery that the entire great array is truly complete. The flow of spiritual power in it is getting faster and faster, and there is no longer any hindrance. Between Zhan Xue's eyebrows, there was a hint of joy. Then he focused his gaze on the five pieces of metal that were still floating silently in place. This time, it was the flow of light pouring back, those silk threads. Inject countless divine powers into it. Make it surface. Clear runes emerged.

Immediately after, Zhan Xue took out the White Emperor Sword again, and then it turned out to be these dark golden fragments. One by one, it melted into something like water, "flowed into the White Emperor Sword." And with the "participation, into, and finally this originally snow-white divine soldier." It also gradually reveals some dark golden luster.

Almost at the same time, somewhere in the world. Inside a building that looks like a temple. A middle-aged man in a brocade robe, who was slightly frightened, looked straight ahead, the face of the battle snow. And the statue made of sculpture.

Slightly different from his reaction, everyone present knelt deeply and whispered prayers. His demeanor became more and more pious.

The middle-aged man in the brocade robe shook his hand, and felt an explosive force, giving birth to it, part of it belonged to him, and the other part was from the idol in front of him, a certain existence in the underworld. The power in his body has increased by about twenty percent, and it is eternal in him**.

"Patriarch! Niangniang's divine power seems to have increased again! Do you think you will organize another festival for Niangniang?"

The one who spoke was an old man behind the middle-aged man in the brocade robe, who was looking up with awe in his eyes at this time. Only occasionally when he swept to his side, he would occasionally show a sneer.

The middle-aged man in the brocade robe frowned slightly when he heard this, a little hesitant. With the protection of this Gou Chen Niangniang, their Jun clan has been safe and quiet over the years, and although the demon beasts are raging, they are barely powerful.

is just accompanied by the rapid expansion of the influence of this Gou Chen Niangniang. The witch sacrifice, which is almost in decline, has risen again, and there is a hidden tendency to fight against him in the clan.

In fact, he doesn't care much about this authority.

It's just that this use of the power of the witch god to fight against the demons is certainly a temporary peace, but it also makes their Jun clan seek the possibility of their own military development. Is this really appropriate?

For a moment, even he couldn't be sure. At the beginning, the move of hooking Chen Niangniang and introducing the Jun family was done right.

"Patriarch, with all due respect, Niangniang's generosity is truly unprecedented. The old man read a lot of books and knew that in ancient times, there were at most one or two percent of divine grace, which was already good. And I am so powerful and brave that I hook Chen Niangniang, but I return forty percent of the divine grace. If the mother is so kind, we should be more pious."

The middle-aged man in the brocade robe was silent on his face, but he was even more worried in his heart. He also knew the generosity of this mother, the classics of the witch god in the clan. He had read them all, and what the priest beside him said was not an exaggeration.

And himself. It's also a personal experience. With his devotion to this god. I'm afraid I can't get the slightest bit of strength. But this hooks Chen Niangniang. It doesn't seem to be based on his piety. Rather, it is the merit of spreading faith to this city. Strengthens his physical body by several percent, and allows him to use witchcraft in battle without restrictions.

But it is precisely such a god that is even more irresistible, even for himself.

The old man saw that his expression was shaken, and then he smiled slightly: "About the patriarch." I just feel that Niang Niang has given us several more powerful magic techniques for us to use. How to apply it though. I still need a few witch priests of the same rank as me to specialize in it for a while."

"Really?"

The middle-aged man in the brocade robe was startled again and looked at his side again. If only that's the case. For them, it was indeed a blessing.