The Black Abyss, the altar

A figure draped in black robes knelt respectfully in front of the altar.

Above the altar was an illusory black shadow.

"How many of the three divine swords have been found?"

The hoarse voice of the black shadow sounded slowly, and at the moment when the voice sounded, the figure kneeling on the ground trembled obviously.

"Huizun, already, there are already two divine swords in our hands."

"Which two?"

"Running to the moon and chasing stars."

"What about the day-by-day?"

"Back to the Zun, we have only found that it is hidden in the Xuanyun Hall day by day, and the specific location is still being investigated."

"How long have you been checking?"

"Three, three months......"

"Rubbish! I couldn't trace the specific location for three months! What's the use of all this trash?! ”

"Honor, Honorable forgiveness!"

The kneeling figure was directly frightened and shrunk into a ball, and his mouth trembled and shouted "forgiveness".

"Now that you already know that you are in Xuanyun Hall day by day, what are you waiting for, sometimes the easiest way is the most effective method, and I still want to teach you this truth?!"

"Yes! Your Excellency! The subordinates decided to gather the three divine swords as soon as possible and bring them to the altar to present to the Venerable! ”

"Then give you another chance at this shit! Get lost. ”

......

Xuanyun Hall Crack Grand Canyon, in the dense forest

Nangong Mo and Bai Luo stood in front of the hidden formation in the dense forest.

"Are you sure this isn't the formation of your Xuanyun Palace?"

Nangong Mo observed that this formation belonged to the category of large formations, such a large formation was secretly established inside the Xuanyun Palace, and the people in the Xuanyun Hall didn't even know it?!

Heh, he wants to say that the head and elders of this Xuanyun Hall are all fools, right?

Bai Luo's expression was extremely solemn, he was silent, approaching the formation, observing where to start breaking the formation.

Nangong Mo spoke up again, "It's just a formation, do you need to hesitate for so long?" ”

Burlow glanced at him, once again ignoring his provocative words.

Nangong Mo looked at it for a while, and felt bored, so he directly stretched out his hand and waved, and a palm wind pushed Bai Luo, pushing him away from his original position.

"Grind and chirp, let's do it with me."

He dodged over and appeared in front of Barrow, his hands pinched, and a golden light flashed across his eyes.

Then a golden dragon pattern appeared on his forehead.

The spell was completed, and I saw a golden dragon appear between Nangong Mo's hands.

Although this golden dragon was small, when Nangong Mo flicked it towards the wall of the enchantment of the magic circle, the little golden dragon opened his small mouth and bit it fiercely.

There seemed to be a cracking sound of the enchantment shattering in his ears, and the wall of the entire magic circle trembled three times before gradually disappearing.

Nangong Mo raised his eyebrows and glanced at the silent Bai Luo next to him, with a hint of provocation on his expression.

But Bo Luo didn't accept the offer at all, he really didn't care about this, what he was more concerned about now was what was in this hidden formation.

The wall of the barrier was shattered, and this hidden formation lost its effect, and gradually revealed the true appearance of the formation.

The two of them didn't rush in, they just stood in place after the barrier was broken, and a thick demonic aura floated out from inside!

With such a strong demonic aura, the two couldn't help but glance at each other, and then dodged in directly.

Inside is a circular position, around which are eight large black-gray stone pillars carved with magic patterns.

In the middle of the circular position is a high platform made of polished boulders, also engraved with magic patterns.

They were all too familiar with this arrangement, and they were surprised that someone had arranged such a small dark altar inside the Xuanyun Palace!

No matter how small the Dark Altar is, it is also a medium that can directly convey demonic energy.

Each Dark Altar can be seen as a conveyor of demonic energy, and as long as the altar is there, demonic energy can be continuously transported by it from afar.

Bolo was really angry this time!

Xuanyun Palace! There is actually a dark altar inside the Xuanyun Palace, the head of the Human Righteous Path Sect!

If he hadn't seen this with his own eyes, I'm afraid he wouldn't have believed it, right?!

Because it's ridiculous!

If this matter gets out, Xuanyun Hall will become the biggest joke in the history of the righteous path, right?!

And he, the great elder of Xuanyun Palace, is too derelict in his duties!

No, not dereliction of duty, but incompetence!

If it weren't for his incompetence, how could he have allowed the Fallen Cultivator to lurk in and build such a dark altar under his nose?!

Bai Luo, who has always been cold, was slightly sad even when the three elders sacrificed him, and this time he was really angry.

His eyes gradually became cold, his hands were spread out, palms upward, and two red rays of light suddenly appeared on his palms.

Then he swung his palms into the middle and around the altar, and a red light shot out at once, flying directly on the stone pillars in the center of the circular altar and around it.

Only a deafening loud "boom-" was heard, and the dark altar was suddenly blown into ruins.

In the flying sand in the sky, Bai Luo and Nangong Mo used their spiritual power to prop up a shield to protect each other directly, so that they were not swallowed up by the dust in the sky.

"It's useless to make such a big fire? There's no one here, and all those depravities must have been transferred. ”

When the dust cleared, Nangong Mo removed his spiritual power shield and glared at Bai Luo dissatisfied.

Barrow didn't speak, but his face was calm, and he reached out to his spiritual sense, searching the dark altar of the ruins.

Search for those depraved cultivators, and there are still any clues left to trace.

And Nangong Mo had already explored it when he broke the formation before, and knew that there was nothing here, it should just be an abandoned altar.

He lost interest, but just as he was about to leave, there was a sound from Bolo's note.

Bai Luo did not avoid Nangong Mo, and directly opened his transmission note.

"Master! Fallen cultivators have attacked the mountain! Hurry back! ”

Min Xiuyan's anxious voice came from the transmission note, and the faces of Bai Luo and Nangong Mo were all condensed, and they disappeared in place with a flash.

Nangong Mo was the first to go back to Su Xiaoqi's small courtyard, and when he arrived, he found that there were dozens of degenerate cultivators besieging here.

Fortunately, Su Xiaoqi had the defensive formation that he had re-strengthened before leaving, and Bi Feng was there.

The cultivators couldn't attack for a while, so they could only surround themselves outside and keep attacking the defensive formation.

Nangong Mo directly teleported in front of these fallen cultivators.

"You are so bold, the people who are guarding this seat dare to move!"

At this time, he was very angry, and once again found that he had been misled, only this time he left his back hand, and the little half-demon was safe and sound.

But it's a matter of face, is he Nangong Mo the person they can calculate?

The consequence of his anger was that Nangong Mo made a merciless move, eliminating all these dozens of degenerate cultivators under his own hands.

But what surprised him was that just after eliminating these dozens of degenerate cultivators, another batch of degenerate cultivators appeared out of nowhere.

There were even more of them than just now, and there were many people who were dressed in the service of the gray-robed disciples of Xuanyun Palace.