The news of this alchemy competition in Nine Heavens Dan City came to an end with a bang under the legend of Mo Xi's new star of the Medicine Sect, and people were already nowhere to be found when they wanted to find Mo Xi again.

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Mo Xi and Rong Lingcen did not go to their destination at once as they did when they came.

They were forced to stop at the bottom of the mountain not far from the Land of Inheritance.

Mo Xi had already woken up, helped Rong Lingcen put away the ark, and looked at his state at the moment, his face was slightly gloomy, and he was no longer as cute and helpless as usual, making it difficult to guess what she was thinking.

Rong Lingcen closed his eyes, and the aura around him continued to surge in his direction.

Within a radius of a hundred miles, there were transparent and indistinct whirlpools rolling up, and if a cultivator passed by, they might find such movements.

Fortunately, this area is inaccessible and basically no one comes.

Mo Xi glanced at the dark clouds that began to gather above, and finally confirmed that the person in front of her was going to be promoted, she took the things on his body that were not lightning protection, she thought that it might not be so easy to take them, but she didn't expect that his things seemed to recognize her breath and let her take them.

This situation made her eyes darken again.

If her strength reaches that of Rong Lingcen, everything on her body that can match it must be a spiritual thing, but now that these things are taken by her, the reason for this can be imagined without guessing.

Mo Xi put things away, raised his eyes and looked at the dark part of the sky again.

There was a depression in her eyes that glowed with cold light, and she cut open the arteries, stained her hands red, drew strange shapes in the air with blood, and then smoothly surrounded them with a circular stroke.

A flash of lightning flashed in the sky, signaling that the doom was coming.

【Host! What are you doing, run! 】

When the hairball heard the danger warning line, he saw the host standing in a daze in the range of the thunderstorm.

It roared anxiously, but saw that Moxi was deaf.

A strange fluctuation was caught by the system, and the hairball looked forward, but saw nothing.

At the same time, Mo Xi's eyes lit up with an astonishing white light, and the hairball turned his head in a daze, and the next moment he lost consciousness.

The thunder is deafening, and the thunder is powerful and the mountain is flat.

Such a thunderstorm descended from the sky, and the entire continent was alarmed by it in the already not too bright sky.

"Who's going on here!"

"It's terrible, what kind of catastrophe is this?"

"Is someone attacking the Xuan Saint Realm?"

"Nope." The ancestor who had become a Xuan Sage teleported over, his face solemn, "It's the Xuan God Realm." ”

When the thunderstorm began, the sky on the entire continent was extremely gloomy, and those who didn't deliberately remember the time had long forgotten how long the thunderstorm lasted.

Later, on the first day after the end of the thunderstorm, rumors spread everywhere.

It is gratifying to congratulate a certain ancestor of a hermit family who broke through the Xuan God and made the tolerance of the laws of the mainland even further.

There are also people who suspect that the person who crossed the catastrophe that day did not survive the catastrophe at all, and has already fallen, otherwise why didn't he come out and become famous.

There are many different theories, countless versions are constantly spreading in the hustle and bustle of the world, and the protagonist is rumored to have long since returned to the bamboo house.

"Xi'er." Rong Lingcen's eyes were dark, he looked at the person on the bed, and said softly, "You have a good night's sleep, and wake up when you have slept enough." ”

He left the bamboo hut and went out with his storage ring.

Soon he returned to the bamboo hut again, looked at the sleeping people inside, hid the darkness in his eyes, and left the door.

The man inside the door slept soundly, oblivious to the changes in the outside world.