The magnificent hall, the terrifying coercion permeates all places, and the wisps of fairy energy are like vast smoke, swirling between the golden silk nanmu pillars of carved railings and jade.

This is the main hall of the Bright Divine Sect, and it is also the core of the Bright Divine Sect that unified the entire Nanming Continent back then.

The empty hall has long ceased to be the glory of the past, and everything has been reduced to nothingness in the long river of history, leaving only this glamorous palace, which lasts forever!

At the top of the temple, there are many luxurious thrones, most of which are made of precious spirit stones, and the white throne in the middle is directly carved from a whole piece of immortal jade, surrounded by a looming immortal aura.

This throne was the most unusual one, not only because of its material, but also because it sat a person, a young man dressed in a holy fairy robe.

His eyes are closed, his appearance is delicate and handsome, but he is lifeless, he has obviously been dead for a long time, but from ancient times to the present, his body has not any traces of decay, and even because of the moisture of the fairy jade, it is particularly delicate and clear, the skin is like agar, the long eyelashes are like black tail feathers, and the whole body exudes a bright and peaceful atmosphere, as well as an extremely terrifying coercion.

At this moment, the calm and harmonious scene was broken by the sudden rising aura, this monstrous aura came from behind the main hall, which was the core of the Xianfu Formation and the place where it was inherited.

The terrifying collision caused a violent fluctuation in the aura of the Immortal Mansion, and although this fluctuation had little impact on the main hall, it still turned into ripples and rippled in.

How powerful the people who didn't collide were, it was entirely because their collision touched the Immortal Mansion's Sect Protector Array, which exuded terrifying fluctuations far beyond their strength.

The fluctuation of the aura involved the immortal qi rippling slightly, and finally came to the throne above the main hall and touched the young man sitting on it.

The fluctuations swept past the young man's body as if nothing had happened, but at the moment when the fluctuations were about to dissipate, the young man's long eyelashes, like black tail feathers, trembled slightly, as if he wanted to open his eyes.

"The breath of Jiuxuan's coffin...... Are you finally out? ”

Voices emanated from all directions, like whispers, but they spread throughout the hall.

Under the altar, the confrontation between Lin Chuan and Song Qingyuan had reached a white-hot level.

With everyone's concerted help, Lin Chuan had already snatched about twenty percent of the Immortal Mansion Formation control from Song Qingyuan's hands at this moment, but by this time, Lin Chuan found that his plundering speed had dropped a lot.

Before, Song Qingyuan wanted to snatch back the part that Qinglong had taken, but found that Qinglong relied on the weird broken wooden plank, which completely suppressed him, but made him lose control of many altars.

And now, he was completely on the defensive, and it was suddenly much more difficult for Qinglong to snatch the altar from him.

But he was not reconciled! Obviously, he entered the Immortal Mansion first, completed the inheritance first, and fused the formation first, why was Qinglong, who didn't do anything in the end, be able to get a piece of the pie, and this is no longer a matter of a piece of the pie, this is simply a piece of meat torn from his body.

"Qinglong, how long can you hold on!" The foot trainer asked anxiously.

Lin Chuan's face was already extremely pale, if the formation core of this Immortal Mansion wanted to be fused, he had to use his own blood, and at this moment, the blood seeping out of Lin Chuan's hands was no longer known how much, even if it was a monk, it was impossible to make up for the lost blood indefinitely.

You must know that there is a monk's own origin in these bloods, and if it is lost too much, it will have a great impact on cultivation and even future cultivation.

It took Song Qingyuan a whole year to fuse to this extent, and Lin Chuan only took a few minutes to achieve the effect of Song Qingyuan for a few months, and it was achieved in the continuous confrontation with Song Qingyuan, the difficulty and consumption of this, even with the help of the coffin lid, Lin Chuan could not easily bear it.

"You can't give up, otherwise all your work will be wasted!" Lin Chuan said in a condensed voice.

He didn't say how long he could hold out, because even he didn't know how long he could hold out, but this confrontation had to continue, otherwise once Song Qingyuan freed his hand, all of them would die here.

"Time...... It should be almost there......" The girl's crisp voice suddenly sounded in Lin Chuan's heart.

"What time?" Lin Chuan's heart moved, and he immediately asked.

If it weren't for the fact that he knew that the seven-colored exquisite heart was one with himself, Lin Chuan would have felt that this product was specially here to pit him, and he thought that there would be some turnaround and be able to deal with Song Qingyuan, but he didn't expect that it would be a stalemate situation now, and it was difficult to ride a tiger, so he couldn't stop.

And the beginning of all this was because the girl asked Lin Chuan to take out this mahogany board.

"You know I'm not going to hurt you!" The girl whispered.

Lin Chuan wanted to continue to ask, but at this time, Song Qingyuan launched an attack on him, and he had to re-immerse all his mind into the confrontation of the altar blood line.

As time passed, Lin Chuan's support became more and more difficult, and he became a little overwhelmed.

The sky gradually darkened, and the confrontation between the two had unconsciously lasted until the evening, if it wasn't for everyone working together, I'm afraid Lin Chuan would have been defeated a long time ago.

At this moment, Lin Chuan's seven-colored exquisite heart beat violently, and the colorful light burst out directly from his heart, diffusing from under Lin Chuan's skin, echoing with the sun and moon in the sky.

At this moment, the moon is rising, and the daylight is not gone, and the two have achieved the effect of the sun and the moon in a short time, and because of the dimness of the sky, the light of the stars has also become faint at this moment.

All this is so similar to the environment in which the Seven Stars of the Core Medicine Garden is located.

Airplanes!

Daylight, moonlight, starlight, suddenly burst out at this moment, all the light fell towards Lin Chuan's body, and the phantom of a plant and tree manifested from Lin Chuan's body, it had seven beautiful flowers, although it was not in full bloom, but the innate nobility made it seem so unique, its branches swayed gently, with a mysterious and powerful aura, enveloping this space.

At this moment, Lin Chuan felt that his dry body was flooded with the power that he desperately desired, not only spiritual power, but also the most vigorous life force, the purest life essence from plants, trees, and plants.

The influx of these essences directly made up for the loss caused by Lin Chuan's previous massive loss of blood!

At this moment, Lin Chuan felt that he was not like a person, but more like a holy medicine standing between heaven and earth, the Seven Hearts of Kongming, lighting a lamp, greedily sucking the essence of the sun and the moon!

On the other side, Song Qingyuan's face changed drastically, and he looked at the terrifying blood line that was rapidly spreading under Lin Chuan's hands in disbelief.

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