When Ling Xuanluo was about to leave, he was stopped by the general of the Praetorian Guard, Chen Tao, and detailed the military order urgently sent by the ghost alliance leader. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

According to the content of the military order, Huo Ling'er has advanced the time of the Wuyue competition. Ling Xuanluo was anxious when he heard this, and at the same time, he immediately understood what the cause of the Nine Palaces Spiral Star Disk shook just now--Nangong Xiang was moving from time to time, and as soon as the Blue Wolf Alliance sent troops, he stepped on the idea and rushed over.

The outbreak of the Battle of the Five Mountains will inevitably involve Jiluo Mountain, and since this mountain is suspended in the air, the risk it faces is even greater than that of the five mortal mountains. Once the war is engulfed, no part of the hill will be safe.

The situation was imminent, and the first thing he thought of was Xi Mutong in the fairy mound. In order to ensure that the ice coffin was foolproof, he ordered Chen Tao to personally escort the battle, and before the enemy could make a move, he used the secret passage excavated by the caracal to send it to the Ice Palace of the Tomb of Despair, and asked the little flea to take care of it.

Chen Tao understood it as soon as he heard it, found a pen and paper, and waited for him to write a letter explaining the situation to the little flea, then firmly grasped it and took the order.

Seeing Chen Tao's back disappear, he was no longer in a hurry to leave, but stepped on the Jiaoqiu sword and drilled down the bottom of Jiluo Mountain.

Jiluo Mountain is a rootless mountain, standing in the air for 500 years without moving, all relying on Xi Mutong's spiritual power to support the heavens. At the bottom of the mountain, the fairy clouds are swirling, and the moss can be seen all over the layer when the layers are removed, and the visibility is extremely poor. He burrowed into the clouds, laboriously trying to find the place where the Ten Thousand Souls Bone Snatcher was inserted, but he couldn't find it.

There wasn't much time to spend here, and he was anxious, but the spirit sword under his feet seemed to read his mind and stood up understandingly.

"Jiaoqiu Sword, do you have something to say?" He had a spiritual relationship with Jiaoqiu, and as soon as it moved, he sensed it, and he was busy turning over the flowers on the soles of his feet, and held the sword in his hand.

No matter how aura the sword is, it can't speak, but it can use the sword light and sword sound to express its heart. Seeing that he was able to grasp the meaning so quickly, he let out a few "buzzing" sounds, detached himself from him, and the tip of his sword turned downward, standing upright and spinning in the clouds.

Ling Xuanluo didn't actually see its intentions, but he trusted it very much, so he didn't interfere and just waited on the sidelines.

Jiaoqiu's spinning speed is getting faster and faster, spinning out a soft red aura, which looks like a thin layer, which can be covered with clouds and mist, and absorbs the layers of milky white layer by layer, until the whole green mountain bottom is fully revealed.

"It turns out that the sword light of the Jiaoqiu Sword, as well as the ability to dilute the clouds and mist and expand the horizon, this is really God bless my Jiluo Mountain!" Ling Xuanluo opened his immortal eyes, looking forward to the bottom of the mountain that could not be seen, and was so excited that he almost cheered. Because even though the bottom of the mountain is boundless, he can find at a glance the lock of the Ten Thousand Souls Bone Snatcher, firmly embedded in the crack of the rock and obscured by moss.

"That's it!Jiao Qiu Sword, thank you!" Excitement escalated into emotion, and he wanted to hug the spirit sword. Jiaoqiu was used to gambling with him, but he was not used to this meaty gesture, so he twisted the sword and consciously drilled back into his feet.

Ling Xuanluo shook his head with a smile and sighed, but then, his expression became solemn, he raised his palms upwards and recited the mantra silently, and in the palms of his two hands, a multicolored halo appeared that kept lingering.

This halo is the seal of the immortal clan, with his unique immortal power, it is impossible for anyone to cast the seal in his name.

For the first time in his life, he will personally seal an important object, and the tension and pride in his heart are difficult to describe in words.

He took a deep breath, closed his palms, rubbed them slightly, and when he spread them out again, the halo coalesced into a glowing piece of colored paper. He also pointed to the starlight, and the starlight used as a pen, and wrote the word "spirit" in the middle of the colored paper, clearly marking the seal as he had placed it, and then pushed the paper into the air, and said "go", and the seal made a "whoosh" sound, firmly attached to the junction of the bone-snatching lock and the rock.