Not to mention that Luo Xuan'er was full of doubts about Yu Xiu's words and deeds, but at this time, Tian Yuan was in a mess. In the evening, black smoke suddenly came out of the Taiji Hall, and the disciples who were contaminated with it all became bloodthirsty and crazy, destroying everywhere, and after a while, they all turned into dried corpses, which was very terrifying.

Xuanyi, Xuanyang, and Nangong Junmo stood side by side, looking solemn. Five hundred years ago, the Lord of the Ghost Realm was in trouble, and the creatures of the Human Realm were devastated, and there were white bones everywhere, but the Lord of the Ghost Realm was strong in mana, and there was almost no opponent in the Human Realm. Later, the Tian Yuan faction joined forces with the other three major sects to attack and design to besiege and kill the ghost realm master, but due to the limitations of his skills, he could not kill it, and finally the head of Tian Yuan and the three major sects sacrificed their souls to seal the ghost realm master in the Divine Sword Wufeng. Later, after discussion, the four major sects put Wufeng in the Taiji Palace, and suppressed the ghost realm lord with the help of heaven and earth.

Now, more than 500 years have passed, but the seal that has been extremely calm has suddenly changed, and there seem to be faint signs of breaking the seal. As if discovering the arrival of Xuan Yi and the others, the rolling fog stopped, and an extremely pleasant female voice came from the Taiji Hall: "Five hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye, and Tian Yuan is still so vulnerable. ”

"Dreams! Hugh is rampant! Xuan Yi's face was a little more gloomy than Xuan Yang, although the demons of the ghost world knew that Yu Meng was imprisoned in Tian Yuan, but he couldn't find the exact location, once this matter passed today, I am afraid that Tian Yuan would be difficult to calm down, and due to the sudden situation, dozens of disciples actually died in the hands of Yu Meng.

"This palace is rampant today, what can you do to me?" Yu Meng said disdainfully, the wind suddenly rose, the black clouds pressed on the top, and a thick black gas rushed straight into the sky, and there seemed to be endless ghosts wailing inside. Hundreds of Tianyuan disciples surrounded the hall with a terrifying roar, and couldn't help but swallow their saliva. I had long heard of the power of the ghost realm master, but I didn't know that it was so powerful.

"Xiao Duan, Xiao Jing, go ahead." Xuan Yi instructed without changing his color, Xiao Duan and Xiao Jing glanced at each other, stood up from the crowd, and made one seal after another to strengthen the seal. The aqua-blue circles of light kept flying into the Taiji Hall, but after a long time, the black fog still did not decrease in the slightest. Xiao Duan Xiao Jing's forehead began to break out in a cold sweat, and the seal was useless.

"Hehe, do you want to trap me with this little trick?" Yumu chuckled and said, "Humph! Bite off more than one can chew! She snorted, Xiao Duan Xiao Jing couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of black blood, flew out upside down, and a black gas drilled into the hearts of the two.

"Dream, you dare!" Seeing that his disciples were hit hard, Xuanyang Zhenren couldn't help but stretch his hair, pulled out his sword and was about to rush into the Taiji Palace, but fortunately, Xuanhua grabbed him, "Senior brother, don't be impulsive, I'll deal with it." With that, he leisurely approached the Taiji Palace.

At this time, the Taiji Hall has no solemn sense of weekdays, and everywhere you see is decay and dilapidation, as if it has been abandoned for thousands of years. Nangong Junmo walked through the main hall without squinting, randomly drew a few runes on the third pillar in the hall, and then stepped into the teleportation array that appeared out of thin air. The scene changed, and in a blink of an eye, I came to the underground palace of the Taiji Palace.

"It's so daring." Yumeng said in surprise, "I haven't played in this palace for a long time. As soon as he finished speaking, a giant with black flames emerged from the ground.

The Soul Flame Giant, a famous monster in the ghost world, is infinitely powerful, and the fire of resentful souls burns all over its body, and when the monk fights against it, he will be completely burned to nothingness if he touches a little body, and his soul is turned into nourishment to nourish the flames on the soul flame's body.

However, the difficulty of the soul flame giant was only for those cultivators who were not highly cultivated, Nangong Jun did not raise his head, but just waved his sword casually, and the giant turned into several pieces and fell to the ground, black blood flowed to the ground, emitting a foul smell. Nangong Junmo squinted his eyes slightly, and his expression was awe-inspiring.

"Yumeng, is that all you have to do?" The vigilance in Nangong Junmo's heart became even stronger. Without absolute certainty, the ghost dream would not rashly break the seal, and although five hundred years have passed, the cunning name of the ghost realm lord has still not been forgotten a little.

"Naturally, the game has to be slow to be fun." "But since you're in such a hurry, come on!" Sure enough, it was boring for too long, and the whole person was impatient. ”

"Humph!" Nangong Junmo snorted lightly and stepped over the corpse of the soul flame and walked forward. He walked over to a stone door, pressed the mechanism, and continued inside. After a few turns, a few more stone doors, he finally came to the altar where the dream was sealed.

The black stone platform exuded an ancient atmosphere, and a bladeless giant sword towered over it, and the whole body was covered with runes, and even the stone platform and its surroundings were painted with symbols of various colors. In front of the altar there is a small stone platform on which a piece of black wood is placed.

Nangong Junmo looked at the inconspicuous piece of wood, his brows furrowed deeply, there was a problem with the phoenix wood, no wonder the seal would be loosened. Now, as long as the divine fire contained in the phoenix wood is reactivated, the plan of the dream can be frustrated. Nangong Junmo stared at Phoenix Wood, silently thinking about the possible means and countermeasures of the dream.

"I didn't expect the phoenix wood to fail, right?" A figure appeared on Wufeng, and it was vaguely visible that it was a woman dressed in fiery red, her long fiery red hair dancing like flames, she stood quietly, looking at Nangong Junmo with interest, "The taste of freedom is really exciting, let my pets have fun with you first!" ”

With a few fingers, three old men in simple costumes walked out of the darkness, and a dead silence filled the entire dark room. Nangong Junmo tightly grasped the long sword in his hand.

"These are the three heads who became benevolent with Master Zu back then, right?" Nangong Junmo asked indifferently, and then without waiting for an answer, he gave the three of them a deep snort.

"Knowingly asked." Youmeng stretched her waist, "Little girl, if you're afraid, just say it, this palace may be able to let you go for the sake of seeing you look so good." ”

"Humph! If you want to fight, you will fight, why say more! Nangong Junmo pointed at his long sword, and his whole body was agitated, and a strong wind blew in the entire underground palace, blowing the chains that locked the Bladeless Divine Sword clangling.

The abbot of Ciyun Temple is proficient in Buddhism and body refining, the master of the Xuanmiao Sect is good at reasoning and arranging the array, the head of the Huajian faction is rejuvenated, and the flesh and bones of the dead and dead are not a problem, these three people are all people of the year five hundred years ago, although now they are just a wisp of wandering soul, but Nangong Junmo does not dare to take it lightly.

Just as he was thinking about how to start, the three of them attacked directly without saying hello. The first to make a move was the master of the Xuanmiao Gate, only to see him condense a few small flags and throw them to the ground, Nangong Jun Mo fell into the illusion when he landed, he swung a sword, and the sword light faintly turned into a ray of light, and suddenly broke the illusion array of the master of the Xuanmiao Gate. As soon as he stepped out of the formation, the fist of the abbot of Ciyun Temple also followed, and he hurriedly flashed to the side, and at this time, the move of the head of the Huajian faction also arrived. I saw that countless black vines suddenly grew on the ground, and they were wrapped up layer by layer.

Nangong Jun couldn't help frowning, the head of the faction was really not to be underestimated, and he was still facing three at the same time. He fought and retreated, and for a time the two sides were at a stalemate.

"What? Can't do it? Yumu chuckled softly, "It's surprising that there are still things in this world that can make you skeptical." I just don't know, is there such a surprising thing? For example, is there a Xuanhua real person who never forgets and misses endlessly...... Woman? Hongu has noticed that the sword used by the real person today is just an ordinary spirit sword. ”

Nangong Junmo's body trembled when he heard this, and he was almost hit by the iron fist of the abbot of Ciyun Temple. His face was still calm, but his waveless eyes had already given birth to a trace of anger.

"Humph! Run off at the mouth! Nangong Junmo didn't care about anything else, his sword moves changed, and at the same time he encircled the three of them into the sword light. In an instant, all I could hear was the shaking roar, and after a while, those heart-shaking roars gradually subsided, and the three major leaders also turned into a puff of black smoke and dispersed.

Nangong Junmo stared at Youmeng vigilantly, but she just looked at him calmly and smiled silently, even when Nangong Junmo reactivated the divine fire in the phoenix wood, she didn't make any more movements. Her face was still blurry, but her blood-red glazed eyes were shining, watching Nangong Junmo's every move with half pity and half mockery, until the seal was reactivated, and her figure disappeared.