Yang Qingxuan was ecstatic in his heart, but in an instant, the joy froze on his face and turned into a shocked face. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The huge reaction in the pool water made him a little frightened, and then he suddenly found the phantom behind him, and he was even more shocked and speechless.

This phantom is magnificent, he is no stranger to it, every time an enemy appears in the world, it seems that he can see this shadow, but he has never been so close to the incarnation.

Yang Qingxuan's eyes widened, wanting to see the phantom's face clearly, but he couldn't.

He touched his left shoulder with his hand, the seal left by Yang Zhao was still there, but it couldn't stop the power in the mark at all, and it was hot to the touch.

"Could it be that the water of the heavenly river has attracted the enemy in the world?"

Yang Qingxuan muttered to himself, groaned, and said, "This ...... What now?"

The water of the pond was still "bubbling" and boiling, and the yang spirit qi turned into red silk visible to the naked eye, and thousands of strands flew up, all gathering on the palm of the phantom shadow to condense the round wheel.

"What a furious power of the sun!"

This inextricable red thread, Yang Qingxuan looked very familiar, and it was exactly the same as the fifteen hanging beads left by the yang corpse.

He suddenly knew in his heart that the fifteen hanging beads must have been refined by the Yang corpse extracting the water of this heavenly river, and what the enemy in the world was doing at this moment also seemed to be refining something with the power of the Sun.

Yang Qingxuan had just stepped into the middle stage of Lingwu, checked the condition of his body, and found that everything was normal and fine, so he calmed down and quietly watched the phantom refining.

Thousands of red silks flew around, shuttling on the surface of his body, inhaling a few points into his body from time to time, and it was also very comfortable, just to stabilize the realm of the middle stage of Lingwu.

About half an hour later, the disc wheel in the phantom's hand suddenly made a "buzzing" sound, spinning like metal, and the crimson light of the sun bloomed, piercing people's eyes.

At this moment, the water became even more violent, the red threads that flew out began to decrease, and the color of the pool water faded.

Yang Qingxuan's eyes widened, and his heart was shocked, this was a sign that the yang energy in the pool water was about to be drained!

"Wow!"

He gasped, and although he was in the scorching heat, he couldn't help but feel cold.

This pool of heavenly river water, I don't know how many thousands of years it has existed, and the yang aura is so sufficient. At this moment, he was whipped by the enemy in the world, and he was about to do it!

"God, what a terrible sight this is!"

Yang Qingxuan stood in the pool in a daze, clearly feeling that the yang energy in the pool water was intensifying and weakening, until the entire pool water became clear, and there was no trace of yang energy.

Yang Qingxuan's face was full of shock, and he opened his mouth to speak.

The purple flame in the phantom's hand was still beating, and after the yang energy in the pool water was drained, the yang aura diffused in the air began to turn into whirlpools and surged towards his hand.

Yang Qingxuan was startled and exclaimed, "This guy won't come and smoke me after he has exhausted his yang aura, right?!"

But he soon calmed down, because the yang aura in the air was instantly gone, and people didn't have time to react at all.

As soon as the seal in the phantom's hand changed, it also stopped, and the thing of the round wheel emitted extremely wonderful fluctuations, like some kind of rhythm, which was very comfortable to listen to in the ears.

Suddenly, a strange color projected from the round wheel, and above the pool, a sky full of stars appeared, which appeared exceptionally clear and ethereal.

Just as Yang Qingxuan was amazed, the stars flowed, receded in the sky, changed to twilight, and a bright moon hung high in the darkness, shining in the sky.

"This ......"

Yang Qingxuan was stunned and said: "Stars, moon ......"

It seems to have captured something, but it is vague and can't grasp the point.

The moon was like water, shining down, like a faint veil draped over the body.

Suddenly, the moonlight turned bright, and the light became hot, and Yang Qingxuan felt the temperature rise sharply.

Suddenly looking up, the dark night was illuminated by the morning light, the day fell, the moon sank in the west, and the sun rose in the distance, sprinkling golden light.

The entire chamber was glittered with gold, and the pool water was sparkling and shining.

Yang Qingxuan was stunned: "The sun ......"

The sunlight shone in his eyes, causing his eyelids to blink a few times, and then a golden glow shot out of his pupils.

The sun in front of him was no longer the sun, but a huge ball of light composed of countless golden runes.

Those runes were obscure, there were hundreds of millions, and they were condensed together through complex rules, and Yang Qingxuan stared at them a few times, and then felt that his eyes were sore.

The eyelids couldn't help but blink a few more times, and the hundreds of millions of runes disappeared, and what appeared in front of them was still a round of golden yang.

Suddenly, the seal in the phantom's hand changed, and the golden sun roared, spun rapidly in the air, and a terrifying flame ignited all around.

Yang Qingxuan was startled and hurriedly stepped back.

"Boom!"

The golden sun fell into the hands of the phantom, and thousands of flames dispersed, turning into a sea of purple fire, like purgatory on earth.

And the thing in his hand is also completely presented, a golden wheel is round, emitting red gold light, the stars are dotted on it, the Milky Way is flowing brightly, like a miniature version of the universe, on the wheel axis, engraved with four small seal words: sun, moon and star wheel.

What is even more shocking is that in this universe, the sun and the moon rise at the same time, yin and yang are in harmony, blazing and cold light are together, and the sound of the bell is ethereal.

Yang Qingxuan, who watched this scene, was dumbfounded, and from a distance of more than ten zhang, he could still feel the terrifying coercion on the sun, moon and star wheel.

While he was sluggish, the phantom flickered in the air for a few moments, then gradually faded, and a few breaths disappeared completely before his eyes.

The fire cloud mark on his left shoulder seemed to be sensitive, and the burning flesh was painful, but it only took a few breaths for the pain to subside.

Yang Qingxuan was stunned, he obviously sensed that in that mark, there was a powerful force, and under the perception of his divine sense, it was the sun, moon and star wheel that was quietly suspended in it.

"What the hell is this?"

He was confused, and gently stroked his left shoulder, there was nothing unusual, even Yang Zhao's seal was still on it.

Puzzled, Yang Qingxuan frowned, stood quietly by the pool, thinking back to the previous scene, which was completely beyond his comprehension.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a loud earthquake came down from above the ceiling, and a lot of earth and stone debris fell on the top of the head.

Yang Qingxuan was startled, and when he came back to his senses, he found that he was the only one left in the formation, and secretly exclaimed, "Not good!" and his figure flashed, and he hurriedly swept towards the passage.

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At this moment, in the ancient hall, it was miserable.

Blood soaked the ground, a large number of corpses fell to the ground, more than half of the students in the hall had been slaughtered, and most of the rest were infected with poison, staggering, and their lives were short.

An aura of despair permeated the main hall, and mountains of corpses were piled up, signaling death and decay.