The golden pillar bloomed with a hundred zhang of light, and the golden light was like a rainstorm pear flower needle, overwhelmingly shooting towards the earth below, making people have nowhere to hide. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The golden light in the sky struck, Mo Ziqing's purple eyes did not blink, her expression was indifferent, and then her red lips opened lightly, as if an obscure spell slowly came out.

Rumble!

After the black flame rose, Mo Ziqingyu's hand was raised, and the black flame swept to his side, and then in the purple eyes, it was like a bone appendage, attached to the purple light mask, and when all this was done, the golden light overwhelmingly shot into the purple light mask.

Surprisingly, there was no loud sound, but there was a sizzling sound, ring after ring, endlessly, only to see the golden light like a powerful arrow, falling into the purple light mask, the purple light flickered and rippled in a circle, and then passed through the purple light cover, but entered the arrow-like golden light inside it, at this moment, it was more like an embroidery needle than an arrow, and fell into Mo Ziqing's delicate body without any lethality, and the process lasted for about an hour, and when all the golden light disappeared, the golden pillar of optimus also dissipated.

"This woman's talent in the Xuan Realm is not weak, if it was in the previous life, I would have accepted her as a disciple, but now ........" In the end, Wen Linxuan shook his head helplessly, speaking of the disciple, he couldn't help but think of his only disciple in his previous life, that kid's Xuanjie attainments are also not weak, after all, he studied under him, how can the disciples he taught not be like the master, maybe after Wen Linxuan returns, the disciple may reach the same realm as him, all this can be said uncertainly.

Time passes, the world changes, and maybe when Lin Xuan returns, everything will be different.

When asking Linxuan to be sentimental, Mo Ziqing sat cross-legged, purple light bloomed on her delicate body, and the purple light mask had long disappeared without a trace, and the black flame also fell into the white jade platform, the white jade platform was actually a high-grade mysterious weapon, an auxiliary mysterious weapon specially born for the Xuan Realm Master, breaking through on this platform can greatly improve the success rate, the black flame just now is an auxiliary thing, the effect is clear at a glance to weaken the offensive of the golden light, it can be said that this black flame occupies sixty percent of the credit.

The mystical weapon is refined by the caster, and the hierarchy is divided into four levels: mortal, spiritual, heaven, and emperor, and each level is divided into three grades, the lower middle and the upper three grades, there are many kinds of mysteries, attack mysteries, defensive mysteries, auxiliary mysteries, etc., etc., and the white jade platform belongs to the category of auxiliary mysteries.

"With the many resources of the Ancient Spirit Palace, at such an age, I can barely see the cultivation of a fourth-grade Xuan Realm master. ”

Adversity..............

If someone hears Wen Linxuan's words, they will definitely scold him for his neurosis, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old fourth-grade Xuanjie master, in this Ten Thousand Heavens Xuanyu is a rare existence, just imagine how old Master Wu is, he has only cultivated a fourth-grade half-wall alchemist, and Mo Ziqing is undoubtedly countless times younger than him, that is, he has reached this realm, it can be said that he is a genius of the heavens, and he even has the title of a genius who meets the Xuanjie once in a thousand years in the ancient spirit hall, so the genius of Tianjiao can only see it in the mouth of the former, this is not a loss of heart and madness.

Rumble!

On the white jade platform, a breath that was even worse than before swept away, the strange purple eyes opened suddenly, the phantom of a mandala emerged from the pupils, the jade hand was sealed in vain, and a force completely different from the Xuan Li swept away from its body like a tide.

"Soul power!"

Asked Lin Xuan was slightly surprised, this power that is completely different from the Xuan Force, it is obviously soul power, the starting point for cultivating a sentient being is the Three Xuan Realm, what is the Three Xuan Realm?

The realm of the three mysteries is the realm of the beginning of the mystery, and it is also the realm of Wen Linxuan now, and after it is the realm of the spirit and the realm of the soul.

Soul power can only be opened when it reaches the Soul Realm, and soul power is also extremely important to the three masters, and the soul power has a qualitative leap in the cultivation of the three masters.

Mo Ziqing's martial arts talent is on par with the Xuan Realm, no wonder that Kunhuan cares so much about Mo Ziqing, I have to say that he is far-sighted, if he does not die young, he will definitely be a figure when he grows up in the future, and if he can capture his heart, it will be a big help in the future.

When this soul power emerged, Mo Ziqing's breath surged again, the purple skirt fluttered, and her hands were sealed again, accompanied by the seal, the Xuanxing with the triangular pattern between the eyebrows suddenly bloomed with purple light, Wen Linxuan's eyes watched, the pattern changed faintly, and after a while, a square Xuanxing fell into the latter's eyes, and the change of Xuanxing showed that Mo Ziqing had entered the ranks of the four grades and became a genuine four-grade first-time Xuanjie master.

Call.

Spit out a white gas, with a wave of his jade hand, his soul power dissipated without a trace, and he muttered to himself: "The Fourth Rank Xuanjie Master has arrived, and it's time to try." ”

As soon as the words fell, a firm look appeared in the purple eyes, the jade hand was slightly raised, and the seal was quickly formed, in the dazzling seal, a different force suddenly appeared, and there was a light beating in the puzzled gaze of Wen Linxuan, and in the end, it was connected as one, as if this space had been separated from heaven and earth, and it was self-contained, this feeling was particularly familiar, this is the Xuan Realm!

"What the hell is she trying to do?"

In Wen Linxuan's brows furrowed slightly, and Mo Ziqing stood quietly in his puzzled gaze, just closed his eyes and stood quietly in the Xuan Realm, as if he was understanding.

Time flies, and before you know it, the moon hangs in the air, and the moonlight is like a bright lamp, lighting up the dark night.

"It's been three hours. Asked Linxuan to stand with his hands in his hands and said lightly, the girl has been standing quietly for more than three hours.

Tick tock.....

Another hour passed, and just as Wen Linxuan was about to sit cross-legged, a trace of light appeared out of thin air from mid-air, and then Mo Ziqing, who was standing still, slowly opened his eyes, and his jade hand was slightly raised, volleying a little towards the point of light in mid-air.

Rumble!

The void shattered, and a touch of purple came into the purple eyes, a purple mandala with petals that exuded an enchanting beauty, suspended in front of the shattered void.

"Xuanling!"

Wen Linxuan exclaimed, looking at the scene in front of him incredulously, the one suspended above the void is the Xuan Ling, the conditions for the birth of the Xuan Ling are very harsh, only the Xuan Realm Master and the Xuan Realm become one, there is a chance to summon the Xuan Ling, but a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl actually woke up the Xuan Ling, what a terrifying thing, it is said that there is only one case of this in that world, that is the eighteen-year-old boy who opened the Xuan Ling, which shocked the world at that time and the young man was naturally Wen Linxuan, in addition, he has not heard that others can achieve such an achievement, but now he has seen it with his own eyes in this lower plane, and Mo Ziqing is several years younger than him, and the cultivation resources are also difficult to compare, that is to say, the latter's talent is even more than his, how untrue it is.

When the mandala appeared, Mo Ziqing did not appear happy, but her pretty face was extremely solemn, and the appearance of Xuan Ling did not make her happy, because she clearly knew how difficult it was to control Xuan Ling, and even her ancestor had to go through nine deaths and a lifetime before he could completely control Xuan Ling and become a great power in the Xuan Realm.

With the seal of his hand, a vast mystical power surged out from the body, turning into a mandala and wrapping it in, suddenly turned around, and said to Wen Linxuan behind him: "If something uncontrollable happens, it will trouble you." ”

Hearing this, Wen Linxuan bowed slightly, seeing this, Mo Ziqing turned into a purple light, and galloped towards the huge mandala suspended in mid-air, unexpectedly the mandala did not send out any attack, but the purple light went all the way unimpeded, and he arrived in front of him in an instant, took a deep breath, and rushed into the mandala with jade feet.

Thundered!

A thunderous sound resounded, shattering the spiritual sky, and the purple light made a great effort, flooding this space.

(To be continued.) ）

In the next chapter, I will write more carefully.