Chapter 1962: The Eve. []【No pop-ups.. 】

Dropping this sentence to himself, Mu Chen released his spiritual power again, this time, Mu Chen did not look at the content with a casual mentality, but carefully and rigorously observed every detail of the battle!

That's right, it's just the expression, in every battle, no matter who Tianji Pavilion is fighting or who he is facing, he can't see a trace of fluctuation on the faces of the participants in Tianji Pavilion, as if they don't care about the outcome of this battle at all!

But if you deviate from the norm and observe, you will find that these two games are extremely deliberate, as if they were planned from the beginning!

How could it be that the two clan fights, the twelve battles, all ended in about ten minutes? They were all caught by the opponent at the last moment, although each gap was reasonable, but it was also reasonable and awkward. []

Slowly retracting his spiritual power, Mu Chen couldn't help but fall into silence, it seemed that since he learned that his life experience was linked to Tianji Pavilion, everything about Tianji Pavilion would be tied to his heart, and the more you dig, the deeper its mystery became, so that when he noticed it, he found that he had fallen into the fog, and even now, he still didn't know what kind of force the White Machine Pavilion was.

Gently pressed his temples, the amount of information obtained in a day today is too large, first there is the Yin and Yang Thunder Seed, then Zilin is in distress, it is Mu Xi's goodwill, and Qin Yan entrusts, and finally he adds his own unknown to Tianji Pavilion, and he suddenly feels very tired when his state is not obvious.

"Hoo ......"

Exhaling deeply, Mu Chen finished the process of bathing in the tub, changed into thin clothes and sat on the bed, paused slightly, and slowly closed his eyes. [Gate of the Realm.]

Thinking of this, Mu Chen's consciousness moved, and the Chaos Technique and the Sen Luo Vientiane operated at the same time, and almost instantly, he was already in the sea of souls.

The Extreme Spirit Bead emitted a hazy halo and hovered behind him, as if it was a pillar supporting the entire Sea of Souls. Turning his eyes and glancing at the Extreme Spirit Bead, Mu Chen waved his hand to summon the cultivation place of Senluo, the world that was wrapped in countless layers of ever-changing spiritual networks, and the next moment, a Xuanyu fan condensed by soul power had already appeared in front of Mu Chen's eyes, and in the blink of an eye, it penetrated thousands of layers of spiritual networks and reached the depths of the more complicated changes, so far, Mu Chen's consciousness was completely silent in cultivation.

At the same time, in the temporary residence of the Turtle Spirit Sect, Xu Shaohui was sitting on the luxurious and magnificent bed, only to see him holding a huge earth attribute spirit crystal in one hand and a few pieces of white paper with handwriting in the other, his brows were deeply locked, but his eyes were excited. And at the beginning of this blank paper, there are two familiar names - Mu Chen.

"The border city commoners of the Yanlong Empire, hmph, to grow to this extent, I don't think you have much ability, but...... You have to have the ability to come to me!"

As he spoke, Xu Shaohui suddenly clenched his fist, and the paper in his hand instantly turned into ashes and dissipated in his palm.

In another place, on the roof of the temporary residence of the Overlord Sect, the expressionless Li Ke was lying flat in the depression of the glazed tiles with his head in his hands, looking directly at the mellow Haoyue. Beside him, two spears wrapped in white belts were hovering on the left and right, not from the Overlord Sect

"Uninteresting. ”

Glancing at the crystallization of memories that had been casually thrown aside, Lick turned to the sky again, and said nothing for the night.

The next day, the sun was still shining, and tonight should be a suitable weather for battle, and Diraka and Feng Chaoming got up early in the morning to prepare for the battle, but they didn't see anyone in their sight until the afternoon.

"Senior brother, you really guessed it, and they are all in retreat and cultivating. Leaning on the side of the beam, Feng Chaoming grinned.

Dilaka snorted lightly, didn't bother to refute, and said directly, "You should know better than me what the character of this group of children is, for the next battle, they are full of energy, so we can't be idle this time." ”

Feng Chaoming shrugged his shoulders and said, "What can we do except do a good job of logistics? ”

"This is a good proposal, and it is only fitting for Senior Brother to do it. ”

"Why?"

"With your loud voice. ”

“......”

As the two teased each other, the sun had set, the full moon rose again, as originally suspected, tonight was indeed a suitable weather for battle, when nine o'clock in the evening came, the bored Feng Chaoming and the strict and upright Di Laka finally saw the first person who stepped out of the corner of the corridor, not others, but Mu Chen, the last to return last night!