The elders of the Qinglin Divine Pavilion frowned slightly, obviously with their old ways, they could also guess the intentions of the Desolate Sword Palace.

Among the many Tianjiao figures in the Qinglin Realm, there is indeed no one who can compare with the dustless sword of the Desolate Sword Palace, whether it is qualification or strength.

But if you don't agree, in front of all forces, you will inevitably leave a topic of criticism.

After all, they are transcendent and secular Divine Pavilion forces, symbolizing the divine Dao system, which is somewhat different from ordinary martial arts forces.

"Wild Sword Palace, naturally, you can also participate. ”

After a few moments, the presiding elder spoke.

Although the Dustless Sword was powerful, Mo Lingxuan was friendly with them this time.

In terms of qualifications and comprehension, they didn't think that Mo Lingxuan would be weaker than the Dustless Sword.

"Haha, the Great Elder is refreshing. Dust-free, go for it. ”

The old man of the Desolate Sword Palace laughed loudly, and at the same time, the dustless sword in a blue shirt also turned into a sword light, and directly flashed to a table next to Mo Lingxuan and sat down, the sharp sword qi seemed to be about to cut Mo Lingxuan's black robe.

The characteristics of the dustless sword body are that the sword heart is clear, the human sword is one, and it is a very powerful physique in the king-level physique, as long as the qualifications are not bad, it still has the qualifications to impact the Great Sage Realm and even the gods and true immortals!

"You can fight in the middle of Nirvana, I can also fight in the middle of Nirvana with the peak of Tiangang, although I know that my qualifications are not as good as you, but I still hope to fight with you if I have the opportunity!"

Wuchen Jianzi looked at Mo Lingxuan and said coldly, the battle intent in his sharp eyes was extremely high.

Mo Lingxuan could feel that this was the purest obsession with the fighting spirit of the powerhouses of his peers and the power of martial arts, and it did not contain any sect hatred.

It is precisely such a person who can often go further than some people who are bound by many moods on the road of martial arts.

"Yes. ”

Mo Lingxuan responded lightly, and at the same time, he was also thinking that if the other party was willing, he could recruit this dustless sword into the Emperor Demon Sect, which was a good seedling.

"Buzz..."

At this moment, there was a sudden buzzing sound between heaven and earth, and the heavenly dome above the statue also became auspicious clouds, and the colorful divine light seemed to shine from the sky, so that everyone who was bathed in the divine light felt extremely peaceful and comfortable.

A series of macro sounds that seemed to come from ancient times sounded immediately, as if they contained the truth of the Great Dao, so that the hundreds of Tianjiao on the pen and ink table immediately sat down and concentrated.

They knew that the oracle had come down!

The entire venue was silent at this moment, and each of the hundred Tianjiao closed their eyes and used their spiritual sense to comprehend with their hearts.

Mo Lingxuan was the same, but with his spiritual sense and understanding, he didn't have to take it too seriously.

A huge amount of divine power flooded into his mind at this moment, and through these fragmentary oracle inheritances, he instantly recognized that this was a sacred method called 'Nebula Jue' that he had taught to his subordinates in his previous life.

It is only because the relative level of the Qinglin Divine Pavilion is not high enough, and the power of faith is insufficient, so this Holy Law inheritance will appear intermittent and scattered.

Other people, naturally, can't comprehend and write all the nebula recipes.

Now that he had already distinguished, Mo Lingxuan naturally did not spend his spiritual sense listening to this so-called oracle, but directly relied on his own memory to write this nebula recipe on the paper inkstone.

In just one stick of incense, Mo Lingxuan wrote down the entire text of Xingyun Jue, a full 10,000 words, densely packed.

The oracle only lasted for an hour, so Mo Lingxuan didn't waste any more time, opened the state of the gods and demons' hearts, and directly used his soul to try to communicate with this god from the oracle's mental power.

The reason why he is not afraid of exposure is also because the gods with the fire separation demon seal are all the most direct subordinates of the fire separation demon servant Lou Zining, and life and death are all controlled by Lou Zining's thoughts.

And Mo Lingxuan, as Lou Zining's master, naturally has the ability to trigger the Fire Separation Demon Seal, if he knew that this god in the Canglan Realm had rebelled, then before the other party leaked the news of his rebirth to the Hongmeng World, he wouldn't mind letting one of the gods fall.

Soon, Mo Lingxuan's Emperor Soul Body seemed to be wandering in a special consciousness space, like a void outside the sky.

"Buzz..."

A heroic middle-aged man figure immediately appeared in front of Mo Lingxuan, making his eyes squint slightly.

At this moment, the entire oracle venue was illuminated by the light of the gods.

Everyone's eyes widened, looking at the statue of the Canglan God that radiated a dazzling light, as if they had seen the most incredible thing in the world.

"Oh my God... This, this is a miracle!"

"The idol takes the initiative to emit divine light, and I don't know who caused the vision of the idol!"

The terrifying voice resounded throughout the Qinglin Divine Pavilion, and at the same time, everyone knelt down towards the statue, and tens of thousands of people pilgrimaged!

And Mo Lingxuan, who was in the consciousness space, was not surprised by the movement of the outside world.

"You... You really are... The Great?"

Before Mo Lingxuan could speak, the middle-aged man spoke tremblingly, with incomparable excitement in his eyes.

Void Step, he took a few steps closer towards Mo Lingxuan.

"You, the god of the Canglan Realm?"

Mo Lingxuan asked indifferently, even in the face of the real gods, his face was not shocked.

"Yes!"

The middle-aged man responded excitedly, and when he clearly felt Mo Lingxuan's long-lost terrifying emperor soul, his body trembled suddenly, and he actually knelt down directly towards Mo Lingxuan: "True Immortal Chixiao, meet the Great Emperor!"

And this kneeling made the entire consciousness space shake incomparably, and the venue of the Qinglin Divine Pavilion in the outside world also shook the sky.

True Immortal Chixiao, meet the Emperor!

Meet the Emperor...

......

This magnificent and terrifying voice actually came from outside the sky, resounding throughout the entire radius of the Qinglin Divine Pavilion, and the echo was endless, making everyone present stunned, including a group of Nirvana Realm figures, all of whom were prostrate on the ground, not daring to get up.

All the young Tianjiao who were comprehending the oracle were also shocked out of the emptiness by this shocking word, and bowed down to the statue, leaving only Mo Lingxuan, who was still with his eyes closed!

Everyone's hearts trembled, and it was only fitting that today's oracle ceremony highlighted miracles.

How can there be such shocking words in the world?

True Immortal Chixiao, who is it?

And who is the emperor he worships?

Could it be... Is it God's wrath?

However, among the tens of thousands of people in the field, why didn't Mo Lingxuan seem to be affected?

In any case, they won't know the answer.

"Nine thousand years... I really didn't expect that the Great Emperor was still alive!"

In the consciousness space, Chixiao's eyes were full of ecstasy at the moment, and his whole body was trembling slightly, as if he had a lot to say, but he didn't know where to start for a while.

"Don't say much about it yet. ”

Mo Lingxuan didn't say a word for the sake of prudence, but pointed to Chixiao's eyebrows, and after making sure that the other party's Fire Separation Demon Seal was still intact and there were no other marks, he spoke again: "Your lord, how is Lou Zining's whereabouts?"

(End of chapter)