There is chaos and turbulence in the eyes, the avenue is not born, time and space do not exist, only a dead silence. Thick as a mountain of chaotic qi flowed quietly, and between occasional collisions, I saw the pitch-black thunder light swimming in the sea of chaos with teeth and claws, like a dragon that overturned the river and the sea. The strange thing is that even so, it is still silent, filled with lifeless dead silence.

Chaos has not opened, time and space do not exist, and naturally there is no concept of time passing. I don't know how long it has been, in the surging chaotic sea, a cyan lotus plant took root, absorbing the qi of chaos, gathering the innate origin, and in the chaotic waves, it was slim and elegant, blooming a flawless lotus.

The cyan lotus petals are crystal clear, verdant and dripping, filled with a rich breath of life, and the power of creation flows, blooming in the chaos of the nightmare, blooming a gorgeous cyan light, shining in the sea of chaos. The lotus flowers swayed gently, and the lotus leaves rolled up, and the sea of chaos rippled one after another, spreading into the unknown.

When the picture turned, the chaos was still there, but it was no longer as muddy as it once was, as if it had been diluted. Moreover, it is no longer the dead silence it once was, but it is slightly dilapidated.

A huge body of gods and demons was in the middle of it, with different shapes, and its body was filled with a strong Great Dao Qi. In the vast chaos, it can be vaguely seen that the terrifying demon gods are constantly fighting, stirring the waves of the chaotic sea, and the turmoil is endless.

The cyan lotus flower was also affected, and it was inevitable that it would be involved in the war, and the verdant and crystalline petals withered and drifted away in the chaotic waves. The green leaves of the sky were tattered and crumbling, and even the roots that had penetrated into the chaos were taken away by the demon god and refined into an invincible divine sword.

"Boom~"

Another loud bang came, and a bright axe light slashed from the chaos in the distance, illuminating the entire sea of chaos. The axe was sharp and long, splitting the sea of chaos straight away. The cyan lotus hidden in the chaos was split down with an axe, broke off on the spot, turned into three rays of light, and fell into the depths of chaos.

One of the bright lights flowed through the chaos, grew stems and leaves again, fell from the chaos, and fell straight into a rushing crimson river, and the lotus flowers were also dyed a bewitching red, and the red light condensed into a blood-like flame that surrounded it, and it was immortal.

At this time, a mysterious breath permeated, ethereal and vast, connected to the blood-colored lotus, and suddenly, above the red lotus, the karmic fire rose, and the lotus petals opened and closed one by one, as if they were breathing.

Immediately, one by one, mysterious characters flew out of the lotus flower, quickly evolved, and formed a red avenue divine chain, which was entangled in the cold of the snow. The karmic fire that swirled on the divine chain, the moment it came into contact with the soul of Xue Qinghan, it extended to his whole body, and the fire scorched the soul, and he was about to dissipate into nothingness in the flames.

But at this time, I saw that above the snow and cold soul, fifty mysterious Dao patterns emerged, and then the Dao patterns evolved, and the aura of the avenue was permeated, like the origin of the Dao, wanting to transform all things.

The Dao pattern wanders, the Dao rhyme flows, and on the Xue Qinghan Divine Soul, one character after another condenses and takes shape, which actually corresponds to the characters on the red divine chain, and gradually becomes connected, and the red divine chain is imprinted on the divine soul step by step.

And with the establishment and deepening of the connection between the fifty Dao Pattern Derived characters and the Red Divine Chain, the karmic fire on Xue Qinghan's body also burned more and more vigorously, but in the power of destruction, there was a faint trace of the power of creation, so that Dexue Qinghan's soul would not completely turn into ashes.

Outside, in the blood-colored space, the demonic flame red lotus gradually burned, and the figure in the flame was no longer human, and the blackened bones could be seen everywhere. However, on his body, a faint power of creation shrouded him, exuding a faint but long vitality, and the scorched body of Xue Qinghan also faintly showed signs of regeneration under this force, but the speed was extremely slow, and it could not be compared with the speed of breakage.

"Master, if this continues, this kid will still be unable to escape the fate of turning to ashes. The dark dragon turned into a mini blood-colored dragon coiled around the hazy figure, looking at the increasingly withered snow in the flames, and said with some worry. It's not that it's worried that Xue Qinghan will die, it's just that the master has wasted so much effort to polish the candidate, if he dies like this, won't his previous actions be in vain?

The figure shrouded in a faint halo The figure that was illusory and looked hazy heard this, and his gaze stayed on the flame lotus for a long time.

"It's not easy to hold on until now. He actually carved the fifty basic Dao patterns of the Daoyan chessboard, which can be regarded as extraordinary, and with the help of the derivation ability of the Daoyan chessboard, he is gradually adapting to the power of the karmic fire red lotus. It's a pity that he is just an ordinary human bloodline, and his physical body is too fragile to withstand the karmic fire. ”

"The power of creation contained in the karmic fire red lotus itself was already seriously depleted in that battle, and keeping my consciousness almost exhausted the power of the karmic fire red lotus, and now the weak power of creation is not enough to reshape its body. ”

Speaking of this, the hazy figure looked up at the sky, but it was a blood-colored color, exuding an aura of decay.

"Moreover, this piece of heaven and earth does not have the slightest aura. ”

"What then, is the master going to give up? There's another girl over there, you see......"

The hazy figure shook his head: "Aren't you very clear about that girl's physique?" The immaculate immortal body is immaculate and flawless, unstained with fine dust, and conflicts with the power of the karmic fire red lotus. Oh, give up? In the life of this king, there are no two words. ”

When she said this, the tone of the hazy figure was so bland, it seemed to be taken for granted, in front of her, there was nothing that could not be done, and the arrogance of Lingyun with empty eyes naturally emanated, making it seem that it would always exude a dazzling light, even in the most embarrassing moment of this life.

The slightly illusory palm of the hazy figure stretched out, flicked his fingers slightly, and saw a ray of light flying out, but it was the Sumeru ring that Xue Qinghan didn't know when he was taken off. The next moment A soft sound came out, and the Sumeru Ring exploded directly, and a piece of crystal fell down, overflowing with aura, exuding dazzling light.

"The spirit stones are barely enough, but the quality is too poor. The hazy figure said lightly.

The spirit stone is not only the currency circulating in the cultivation world, but also the auxiliary thing of cultivation, containing the pure aura of heaven and earth, according to the purity of the aura contained, the spirit stone is also divided into different grades. There is no doubt that the higher the grade spirit stones, the greater the benefits to one's cultivation, but the number of them is also rarer.

Xue Qinghan is the second son of the Snow King's Mansion, and Taixuanzong is also a first-class sect, Xue Qinghan is a core disciple, and both identities have brought him rich cultivation resources. Therefore, there are still a lot of spirit stones on Xue Qinghan's body, but in fact, the quality of spirit stones is generally high, and there are basically no primary spirit stones There are also many high-level spirit stones. It's just that in the eyes of this unknown existence, the quality of these spirit stones is not good.

Pieces of spiritual stones flew up, surrounding the fire lotus, and turned into a large array of spiritual energy, and in an instant, the abundant spiritual energy swept out, drowning towards the unconscious Xue Qinghan.

After doing this, the hazy figure hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand again, and saw that in the pool of blood under the Optimus Divine Spear, the golden blood gathered into a huge pillar of blood, and flew straight towards Xue Qinghan.

"Master, this ......"

Seeing what the hazy figure had done, an anxious look flashed on the face of the dark dragon, and he was a little uneasy.

"There's no way, the Daoyan chessboard appears here, although I don't know who did it, but some people will definitely not let go of this opportunity, and sooner or later they will find it here. I can't stop me if I don't have the strength to recover, I need to use this person's strength to go out and recover my strength as soon as possible, otherwise it will be too late. ”

"That's the origin essence blood of the real gods, and it was only collected after so many people were killed in the first battle that it was collected so much, it's too wasteful for this kid to use to reshape his body. The dark dragon looked at the golden blood poured on the red lotus, and said painfully.

"It's really a kid who has taken shit luck, the blood of the gods is quenched, girl, this kind of treatment is enough to make you reborn, even if it is a pig, you have to transform into a talent......"

The Dark Dragon's mouth kept babbling, and the pain in his flesh was not light, and he looked extremely resentful.

In the depths of the Snow King's Mansion, the Snow King stood quietly in front of the window, and a figure walked behind the Snow King, bowed down and said, "Lord Wang." ”

The Snow King's head didn't move, obviously knowing the identity of the person who came, it was Song Qingyang, the steward of the Snow King's Mansion.

"What's the matter?" asked the Snow King.

"Back to the prince, in three months it will be the day when the imperial tomb will open, and we also need to start preparing for the candidates. ”

"You can do it, ten places, how to choose the right candidate, you can do it. ”

"Yes. Song Qing bowed and said. In fact, there are naturally more than ten places allocated to the Snow King, but the second son, the third son, and the young lady should not miss it. You must know that this imperial mausoleum is not the imperial mausoleum of the Northern Wilderness Empire, but the imperial mausoleum of the huge god dynasty that was completely unified before the split, which is opened once every five years, and the three empires and Taixuanzong are jointly in charge, which is a great opportunity. And those forces and families that belong to the Snow King's Mansion naturally want to give some benefits, and these ten places are open to the outside world. There is no absolute fairness in the world, and this is even more true in the world of cultivation, where the distribution of cultivation resources ultimately depends on strength.

"Is there anything else?" Seeing Song Qingyang's somewhat hesitant look, the Snow King asked.

Song Qingyang hesitated for a moment, and said helplessly: "I don't know how the news of the second son's return spread, it was known by the little princess, and you also know that the prince and His Majesty were drunk back then...... That little princess really took it seriously, the second princess and the little princess got along for a long time when he was a child, and the little princess had come to ask about the second princess several times before. ”

"Oh. The Snow King replied lightly and frowned slightly, "She's here?"

"That's not it, it's just that Your Majesty has someone bring a message, hoping that the prince will bring the second son with him. ”

"However, according to the temper of the second son, I'm afraid it ......"

"Well, indeed, but it's not a big problem. The Snow King thought for a while, stretched his brows, and said with a smile, "Qinghan is also an adult, so he should deal with it himself, and it's not my turn to worry about it." ”

"But ......" Song Qingyang sighed in his heart, isn't this what you made with someone after drinking?

"Don't worry, even if Qinghan doesn't admit it, it's not that serious. The Snow King laughed.

Song Qingyang didn't say anything anymore, and was about to retreat, when the voice of the Snow King came: "By the way, don't tell Qinghan at this time." ”

"Yes, my lord. Song Qing said respectfully, and then left.

The Snow King looked at the practice room, and he hadn't come out after going in for so long, so it seemed that there was hope.