In the deepest part of the Netherworld, in the palace of King Zhang Hai in the past.

The surrounding rocks are fiery, exuding a dazzling luster, and the wordless book floats in the air, the iron scroll stretches, and Yin Yin trembles.

The craze is like a wave, penetrating layer by layer. The feather fan lightly fingered, and a little light floated out.

A blue spiritual fire floats in the sky. The flames were dry, but this point of firelight was entangled and intertwined, like a drop of water, and its appearance trembled extremely irregularly, and began to condense and merge.

Yang Xian let go of the control of this phantom blue spirit fire, and saw that this fire not only did not dissipate, but fell rapidly.

The spiritual fire dripped onto the wordless book, spreading out, and its momentum was sudden.

The iron scroll seemed to have life, and the frequency of its trembling increased, and it even shook at a visible amplitude, trying to break free, but it was restrained by the prohibition.

There are many invisible chains in the void, manifesting when the spiritual fire burns and fights against the defensive enchantment in the wordless book.

These chains were made of Lingqi, specially used to seal the spiritual instruments, and tightly sealed the wordless book.

The spiritual fire of the demon clan burns the soul and destroys all spirituality.

As the spiritual fire burned all over the place, the wordless book seemed to lose its sound, gradually calmed down, and floated motionless in the air.

The iron rolls were exhausted, and the surface became the color of garcinia cambogia. The page, which was originally jet black, slowly changed color and became snow-white.

Waiting for everything to become calm, Yang Xian stepped forward, and Nian Xianchen's voice came from his ears.

"Is this a wordless book?"

Nian Xianchen's agile eyes looked at this artifact curiously, and its appearance was like an old book. The spiritual fire burned out the spirit in it and broke through the barrier, but it did not hurt itself, but revealed its true face.

"Give it a try!"

The nine-headed ghost king roared, and a group of ghost soldiers beside him were terrified.

A thin ghost pawn trembled up under the coercion of the nine-headed ghost king. Compared to the tall body of the nine-headed ghost king, the ghostly body of this ghost pawn looked extremely weak, with a foul smell all over it, and it was a few points shorter than ordinary people.

Yang Xian and Nian Xianchen avoided each other, but saw the ghost pawn walk to the wordless book and stretched out a finger.

In Yang Xian's eyes, the nails on the fingers of this ghost pawn quickly lengthened, and the soft nails became sharp. He made a thin mark on his arm, and the blood dripped on the wordless book with a translucent faint color.

Without wind, the pages of the book are quickly flipped and finally frozen on one of the pages.

Yang Xian saw that a line of words appeared on the page. The handwriting is obscure, not like the Zhou script that is circulating today, nor like the script of the Protoss that he learned in the Ninth Consciousness of the God Emperor.

"This is true Lingyun!"

Yang Xian was surprised to find that the words that appeared on this wordless book were very similar to the sermons displayed on the last layer of the signature True Lingyun of the Shuyi Pulse.

True Lingyun has been passed down since ancient times, and although there have been changes in the past 10,000 years, the core of a sermon has always remained the same. It is said that it was comprehended by several great masters in ancient times when they visited the heavens and the earth. In other words, this artifact may have been collected by the Protoss, but it was not necessarily made by the Protoss.

The Dharma Weapon, like the method of cultivation, has been washed by the times, some have been submerged in a long time, and some have been improved and supplemented by successive generations of monks, and they are no longer the original appearance.

Yang Xian put his hand on the wordless book, Lingqi injected, and the line of words faintly glowed.

Then, the body of the bewildered ghost soldier who stood by was covered with inky black flames, which seemed to burn as if they were feeding on it.

The sound of intense pain resounded, startling the ghost pawn Zhang Huang on the side, if it weren't for the suppression of the nine-headed ghost king, I am afraid that he would immediately scatter and flee.

The body of the ghost pawn burned out until it disappeared into the bottom of this netherworld, and the pale lines of words on the wordless book gradually turned inky black as the body of the ghost pawn disappeared.

"Is that so?"

Yang Xian seemed to have understood the use of this wordless book, and when Lingqi was injected again, the body of the ghost pawn reappeared, and the inky black text turned pale color.

The only difference is that when this ghost pawn reappeared, its body no longer had the original stench, and the glass-like glow of the ghost king, which was originally a rotten and mixed body, was also closer, although the height did not change from just now, but it did not have the thinness that the original ghost pawn seemed.

"This wordless book has burned out the impurities on this ghost pawn, does it still have the ability to increase the ghost pawn?"

The magic technique of refining ghost pawns was originally researched by Nian Xianchen combined with the alchemy between the demon race and the god clan, although it was successful, but it was very rough, especially for ordinary ghost pawns.

And if you want to improve, you can't do it in a while. Now that I have this wordless book, it saves a lot of trouble.

For Yang Xian, it will take time to refine the sacrifice and master the ability of this wordless book.

However, almost at the same moment, as the enchantment of the Protoss on the wordless book was broken and the spirituality disappeared, the four Protoss sons scattered all over the place seemed to have a sense at the same time.

The moonlight was intoxicating, and in the mountains, the walking team listened. A group of white robes looked at Fuyu in front of them, but saw a trace of surprise on her beautiful face.

"The spiritual consciousness in the wordless book has dissipated!"

But soon, Fu Yu regained his normal color, led the Protoss behind him, and continued to move forward.

In the demon domain, Jiuhuai stood on the high platform, watching the group of demon soldiers below training day and night, and suddenly noticed something?

"What's wrong with you?"

Demon Emperor Wu Hao was on the side, sensing his strangeness, and asked with some curiosity.

"Your Majesty, we've got to speed up!"

Jiuhuai's heart was very eager, but his face was peaceful. Listening to Jiuhuai's words that were not salty or light, Wu Hao smiled and scolded.

"Nonsense!"

Yingcheng small building, the atmosphere is warm. Although it was against the coarse wine scraps, it did not prevent this table of casual cultivators from raising a glass and drinking. They had just made a big deal, and they had dug up a priceless magic weapon in a ruin, and sold it, making a lot of money, and their interest was high.

However, the wine glass that one of the cultivators raised in the air suddenly froze, attracting everyone's attention.

"What's wrong with you kid?"

A smile appeared on the face of the Sanxiu and said, "I was wondering which restaurant to go to find the girl later?" ”

Sanxiu's words drew laughter from everyone, but the banquet quickly returned to its proper appearance. It's just that when the casual cultivator drank again, he didn't have the pleasure just now.

A wild realm, where wild beasts are rampant. A monk walked through it, surrounded by tigers and wolves, but he was not in a hurry, as if he were walking in a garden. But suddenly, the monk seemed to feel something, and the murderous aura filled the sky, scattering all the fierce beasts.

It's just that in the end, this murderous aura dissipated and everything returned to normal. The monk continued to walk, but his steps were a little faster.