I don't know how long it took, on the stone bridge in Anyang County, there was a heaven and earth yin qi condensed out, twisting and surging, and gradually transformed into a veiled woman dressed in snow-white neon clothes.

The woman's face was obscured behind the moon-white veil, and it became more and more blurred under the effect of a strange force, and ordinary creatures could not snoop on it.

"It turned out that 'her' house slave made a move, and wanted to borrow my hand to stop that little highness?" The Xuanyin ghost spirit muttered in a low voice, and a cold cold light appeared in his distorted and blurred eyes, "You dare to use me as a tool, these house slaves deserve to die!" ”

As soon as a chilling killing intent surged up in the depths of his mind, a pure moonlight of ice blue and frost white appeared above the soul, and this moonlight belt turned into a moon-white chain with a clear blue light, completely imprisoning the dark yin qi and soul of the Xuanyin ghost spirit, and there was an irresistible terrifying erosion force on it, dissolving the soul of the Xuanyin ghost spirit little by little.

The Xuanyin Ghost Spirit endured the sharp pain in the heart above the divine soul, gathered all the excess thoughts, and repeated in a low voice: "Please also go to the spirit to calm the anger, I know that I am wrong." ”

After a few breaths, the extremely spiritual moon-white chain could no longer detect the resistance of the Xuanyin ghost, and gradually dissipated, recondensed into an ice-blue moonlight, standing quietly in the depths of the Xuanyin ghost's soul.

The Xuanyin ghost spirit lowered his gaze, looking at the black river flowing under the stone bridge, and the resentment and killing intent in his eyes had almost condensed into substance.

"Since you can't resist these house slaves, you can only have a chance to regain your freedom by completely killing that 'little highness' first."

Between the flow of thoughts, the Xuanyin Ghost Spirit calmed down slightly, raised his head, and looked in the direction where the Taiyu Holy Sect was located.

"But that little highness is the bloodline of 'her', and I am the incarnation of a trace of Xuanyin true qi above the true spirit of 'her', if it is only with my current Yin Qi cultivation in the realm of the Divine Palace, can I really kill him?"

Although the Xuanyin ghost spirit is now the cultivation of the realm of the Divine Palace, its cultivation is all from the Xuanyin True Spirit who can control the Yin Qi of Heaven and Earth, and the "Little Highness" Ji Yuenian is the only bloodline of Princess Ao Li, and its affinity for the Xuanyin True Qi is even much higher than that of the Xuanyin Ghost Spirit.

If the Xuanyin ghost spirit wants to use the Yin Qi of Heaven and Earth to suppress Ji Yuenian, I am afraid that it is very likely that it will not have the desired effect.

Unconsciously, the ice blue moonlight flowed down and slowly covered the soul of the Xuanyin Ghost Spirit.

Feeling the active blessing of the power of the vast moonlight, the Xuanyin ghost spirit no longer hesitated, settled his mind, and condensed a picture scroll several feet long between his sleeves.

On the phantom of the scroll depicted a beautiful young man wearing a Xuanyuan snow jade crown and a Moyuan cloud-patterned robe.

"Your Highness, the day you leave the Imperial Holy Sect will be the time of your death."

……

Taiyu Holy Sect Sect Competition, the first round, no return to the Mirror Sea.

Between the countless distorted changes of light and shadow, Ji Yuenian gently opened her eyes, and what greeted her was an endless shallow day.

The polar sky is above, the water mirror is below, the mirror is colorless, but the sky is boundless gray and white, so under the reflection, the heaven and earth are all turned into a gray white.

A small token phantom emerged from Ji Yuenian's left shoulder, slowly spinning under the surging flow of gray and white light.

"The ratio of the upper steps, there is no return to the mirror sea."

"One step is one point, and the first round of the upper level is the top 5,000 points."

The cold words came into his ears from the phantom of the token, Ji Yuenian tilted his head slightly, glanced at the small token that trembled lightly on his shoulder, and instantly knew its effect.

This token is condensed according to the rules of the Sea of No Return to the Mirror, and every disciple who participates in the Great Competition has such a token, which should be used to record points or record images, and cannot be destroyed at all.

The rules of no return to the mirror sea are extremely simple, and every step you take, a point will be added to the token phantom.

Ji Yuenian looked around, the sky and the earth were all boundless gray, there was no half of the living beings, and the only place with color was his reflection in the mirror under his feet.

Thinking of this, Ji Yuenian seemed to notice something, and looked down at the black-robed young man in the mirror, thoughtful.

A very soft cracking sound could be heard in the distance.

Ji Yuenian turned around suddenly, only to realize that the gray sky behind him had begun to collapse at some point, and the pale sky dome split into countless fragments of incomparably large pieces, falling silently, slowly submerging into the sea of mirrors, and merging into nothingness.

Sea of mirrors, no return.

The speed at which heaven and earth collapsed was not fast, but if Ji Yuenian had been standing still in place, it would only take a few dozen breaths to be completely engulfed by the collapsed heavenly dome.

Take a step slowly.

The reflection in the sea of mirrors under him suddenly disappeared, condensing a few feet in front of Ji Yuenian.

Another quarter of the year.

The hair crown, clothing, headband, and appearance are all identical, the only difference is that his gaze seems to be a little numb.

"You don't even have any cultivation in your body?"

Ji Yuenian looked at the "Ji Yuenian" who was exactly the same as himself in front of him, and gradually had some understanding of the rules of this sea of no return.

With a flick of his sleeve robe, a Taiyu Xuan Qi ran out, and directly rolled the "Ji Yuenian" in front of him into gray fragments of light and shadow, but the reflection under him never reappeared.

took another step, and another "Ji Yue Nian" condensed under the surging flow of gray light.

Although he also did not have any cultivation in his body, there seemed to be a trace of agility in his eyes.

As soon as this "Ji Yuenian" appeared, he rushed towards Ji Yuenian without saying a word, and between the sleeves of his robes, his skills were even comparable to the innate martial artists in the world.

Ji Yuenian stepped out in one step, and there was a vast and powerful Taiyu Xuanqi surging around him, and the "Ji Yuenian" never came close at all, and was directly swept into a broken gray and white light and shadow by the aftermath of the Taiyu Xuanqi.

"Tongming Mountain Range, every year, one point."

"Tongming Mountain Range, every year, two points."

……

The small token at the shoulder came from a cold voice from time to time, but Ji Yuenian didn't seem to care at all, her footsteps didn't stop, and she kept moving forward in the gray sea of mirrors.

"Tongming Mountain Range, every year, eleven minutes."

As the sound of the token fell, the reflection that had just appeared in front of Ji Yuenian was also a little different.

Although it was also directly swept away by the Taiyu Xuanqi, its cultivation had already reached the realm of the heart fire tracing the Xuan, and the spell he cast was also the extremely pure "Taiyu Xuanqing Gathering Spirit True Technique".

"Tongming Mountain Range, Twenty-two Points."

Enter the Xuan Upper Realm.

Ji Yuenian stopped for the first time, his eyes were slightly condensed, and he looked fixedly at the "Ji Yuenian" in front of him in this realm of truth.

This "Ji Yue Nian" not only has a pure Taiyu Xuan Qi surging around his body, but there is also a trace of heaven and earth yin in the depths of his gaze, and even the magic weapon in his hand is a three-foot-long ancient wooden sword.

The Spirit Ebony Sword is the True Sword of the Blood River before it truly reveals its form.