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Back then, the unsheath of this Absolute Immortal Sword made all the mana essence and blood of the Lord of Jinao Island be sucked dry, and later Chen Jing saw through the turbidity waves that Zhaoxian Zhenren was also powerless after using the Absolute Immortal Sword, and now Lichen actually has nothing to do, compared to Zhaoxian Zhenren and the former Jinao Island Lord, her mana is inferior to theirs, but she is extremely smooth to use the Absolute Immortal, and she does not have any feeling of difficulty. The reason for this has made many people guess in their hearts.

At this time, there was a moon reflected in the prison dragon well, and the moon was quiet and bright in the well, but there were two figures in the reflected moon that kept flickering.

I saw one of them disappearing and appearing and disappearing in the midst of the other. And the figure holding the long sword in the middle is constantly flipping in the middle, and the sword in his hand is like a river rushing, layer upon layer, as if there are people attacking her in all directions.

The statue of the god sunk at the bottom of the well looked up, as if he saw the battle in the sky overseas, and as if he could see the situation of the two through the reflection in the water.

Suddenly there was a low and depressed sound of chanting scriptures in the well, word by word, the sound of a giant hammer smashing the wall, the prison dragon well seemed to be trembling slightly, the well water in the well was beating, every syllable jumped, and the reflection of the moon in the water was suddenly chaotic.

Slowly, the voice became more and more urgent, and it was no longer low and depressed, but subdued, suddenly weak and inaudible, and suddenly sonorous and hard.

In the dark heaven and earth in Chen Jing's body, the light on the Si Yu God Monument rushed into the night, and the thick clouds in the sky were washed away, among which there were dragon chanting bursts, with Si Yu Dragon Tablet as the center, there was a feeling that the hidden dragon was lying in the abyss, and the wind and clouds gathered and soared for nine days.

The big river in the back of his body is surging and surging, the speed is getting faster and faster, and the topmost river is born out of nowhere, like a river that is exposed by the spirit outside the sky, and the following is not in the dantian god's mansion, and it disappears when it pours in, and the spiritual light on the butterfly in the dantian god's house is a little thicker than before.

Suddenly, Chen Jing only felt that his body was in harmony with the vibration rhythm of the divine monument in his body, and his body was light, and then he noticed that the prison dragon well actually exuded a pulse-like beat, Chen Jing couldn't help but follow the pulse like a beat, only a moment later, the feeling of enclosing Chen Jing's six senses suddenly disappeared, Chen Jing was overjoyed, jumped out of the prison dragon well, and rushed towards the sea. His body glowed white in the pitch-black sea, and the demons in the sea fled one after another.

His body did not look stiff in the sea, but like a real person, and his feet seemed to have stepped apart in the water.

There was an uproar on the sea, and a man broke through the sea. The man looked stiff at first glance, but just as he was about to soar into the sky, he suddenly stopped, and tumbled down into the sea, and in an instant he had disappeared, and a whirlpool appeared on the surface of the sea.

Chen Jing fell deep into the sea, and a huge whirlpool appeared around him, like a tornado, from top to bottom, the surrounding fish who had no time to escape were swept into it, no matter how big or small, they were swept together by the whirlpool to form an extremely spectacular scene.

His speed was extremely fast, and in a short time he had already reached the depths of the sea again, and when he reached the bottom of the sea, he saw a canyon-like mountain shrouded in a layer of autumn moon-like light. In the center of the canyon is a terrain where aura gathers, and there is an altar with criss-crossing runes.

Chen Jingju condescendingly could see that there was an extremely delicate looking Bei girl fighting with people on the altar in the middle, and that woman was the shell that had practiced in front of the Xiuchunwan River Temple for more than 30 years, and her real name was Qiuyue Wuhua.

As soon as Chen Jing appeared, the two people fighting on the altar immediately stopped, and the people who were watching around under the altar were shocked and dispersed. In the Autumn Moon Canyon, there was a bead-like prohibition in Chen Jing's eyes, but he didn't pause at all, falling, breaking through those prohibitions, and landing directly on the altar.

A pair of green wing-like shells on Qiuyue Wuhua's back slowly fluttered, she looked at Chen Jing who fell from the sky, smiled happily, and said, "Lord River, you came out." Then he said: "I wanted to come back and get the inheritance altar in the clan in my hands, and then go back to the prison dragon well." ”

Chen Jing smiled, Qiu Yue Wuhua actually saw a smile on Chen Jing's idol face, although the smile was very stiff, but he was already able to smile.

Cultivators refine the five internal organs and six mansions, which are externally exposed to the skin and flesh. Chen Jing's god statue is slowly refining inside, and the appearance is different.

"Then you can take it now." Chen Jing said.

"Hmm." After Qiu Yue Wuhua answered, he sat down in the center of the altar.

At this time, the other person on the altar was full of anger, and a person below said loudly: "The altar is a sacred relic in the clan, if it is to stay in the Autumn Moon Canyon forever, how can it be taken outside." What's more, what qualifications does she have for the altar? ”

He said it loudly, and the clan seemed to have great prestige, but not many people echoed it, because the patriarch was silent. The shell sat and ignored it, while Chen Jing just turned his head slowly, and everywhere his eyes passed, he was silent.

The patriarch of the Bei tribe didn't know what to do in his heart, he had seen Chen Jing's supernatural powers, and now he felt that Chen Jing was like a mountain, and he looked at it like this, and he actually had a feeling of being pressed by gravity in his chest and out of breath. However, now the shell wants to take the Bei altar, this is to take the position of his patriarch, and the altar is only slightly controlled by him, so it is impossible to take it outside.

Just when he was thinking about what to do, Qiu Yue Wuhua had already spit out a white light dazzling bead from his mouth, as soon as the bead appeared, Qiu Yue Wuhua recited a string of spells, the bead shone with a dazzling brilliance, the eyes of the Bei patriarch closed slightly, and when he opened his eyes again, the bead had been embedded in the center of the altar.

He was shocked and wanted to open his mouth to stop it, but when it came to his mouth, he couldn't say anything, as if someone was pinching his neck, and he felt suffocated.

Eventually, the altar rose up in the midst of a few quick and slow, light and heavy magic gestures, and turned into a palm-sized thing, like a small chessboard, but different, there were incantations on the sides of the altar in all four directions, and there were four pairs of eight incantations on the four corners. In addition, there are criss-crossing lines, each of which seems to be a straight line, but it is a curve, and after looking at it for a long time, it actually gives people a sense of chaos.

Chen Jing soared up, and the autumn moon Wuhua followed closely, soaring towards the sky beyond the sea.

Until they disappeared, no one dared to stop them.

After a while, Chen Jing and Qiuyue Wuhua rushed out of the sea, but Qiuyue Wuhua turned into a huge shell again at the moment of coming out of the sea, and the color was emerald green.

Soaring upwards, Lichen and Yan Luoniang, who fought in the moonlight above the nine heavens, flew away, and the moonlight was washed up like layers of silver waves like the surface of the water under the collision of Chen Jing.

When Chen Jing appeared in the sky, Lichen and Yan Luoniang were still fighting, but Lichen had a lot of scars on her body, her hair was scattered, and she looked very embarrassed, but the light in her eyes was still cold and arrogant, without a trace of anger or unwillingness.

"Lichen, I'll let you go back today." Chen Jing said.

"Hmph, do I need you to let me, I can come when I want to leave the dust, and I can leave if I want to. If you hadn't shown up today, she would have died under my sword. Before he finished speaking, he had already stabbed into the void with a sword and disappeared in an instant.

Yan Luoniang appeared in the moonlight, Guanghan sword held in front of her chest, standing quietly by Chen Jing's side, she didn't argue with what she said when she left the dust just now, not even a little angry expression.

Chen Jingling stood in the void and looked into the distance, not saying a word, but there was a black and white water rhyme in his eyes.

Suddenly, he said, "You shine on me with the moonlight, and I will go to the netherworld to rescue the void spirit." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he fell down eagerly, but the shell did not follow, only to see Chen Jing fall down, and the clothes carved out of stone on his body seemed to have become real, and at first glance it seemed to be moving with the wind.

Just when Chen Jing fell into the air, he suddenly punched in the void, the punch of the god statue was not fast, but it gave people a feeling as heavy as a mountain, the void shook, and it was actually cracked. Immediately after Chen Jing opened his mouth and spit out, a colorful butterfly flew out, the white light on the butterfly's body was rich, and it fell towards the cracked void, and the void broke open.

A cold wind blew out, and when I looked inside, it was dark, and I couldn't see the bottom at a glance.

Chen Jing rolled in, and a beam of moonlight shone on him and fell straight into the darkness below.

In this dark space, Chen Jing fell straight down in the light of a beam of moonlight. In the darkness, countless invisible figures suddenly pounced on him, and Chen Jing let them pounce on him, but circles of white light shook out from his body, and those who pounced on him like black smoke were all scattered.

There were all kinds of roars in the darkness, there seemed to be low sobs, there seemed to be sneers, and whispers, Chen Jing listened to it in his ears, and he didn't pay attention to it at all, just fell straight all the way. In Chen Jing's eyes, this world is not completely dark, but dark. Although his eyes could not see through this world, it was not that he could not see nothing.

The moonlight still fell on him, shining downward. After a long time, Chen Jing finally saw a big black city, and in the center of the city, there was a woman in a black dress surrounded by countless evil ghosts, and there was a mandrill on her left and right that was biting with the evil ghosts that pounced on her, and the ethereal spirit was constantly shaking the soul treasure in her hand, and every once in a while, she would open her mouth and smoke a cloud of black smoke.

In the midst of the group of ghosts, another person wearing a golden mask stood there quietly and stared coldly, and suddenly, he looked up at the sky.

A beam of moonlight seemed to seep in from the sky, and a person fell in the moonlight.

The man wearing the golden mask raised his hand and waved, and the black city was already pitch black, and the ghosts roared, and countless evil ghosts rushed towards Chen Jing in the sky.