In the Ming Ying Palace, the jade plaque engraved with the word "Qingcang" in the center of the bottom row exudes a radiant spiritual light.

Dehong clutched his chest and looked worried.

Half an hour ago, the fairy spirit stone was boiling hot, and Qingcang Ancestor called him back to the Ming Ying Hall alone, saying that he had something important to do.

Destroy the mountains and rivers of Vientiane!

This was originally a task given to him by the ancestor, but for some reason the master did not follow the instructions of the ancestor. However, the old ancestor made it clear that the mountains and rivers Vientiane Disk was a matter of great importance, and destroying the Vientiane Disk would not only remove the hidden danger of the Ling Xiao Sect, but also make the Demon Venerable, whom he now regarded as a thorn in his side, disappear from this world forever.

Kill two birds with one stone.

No, it should be a triple win.

Qingcang Ancestor promised him that he would complete this task, and after the opening of the altar was over, he would personally cross a wisp of immortal qi into his body.

A breath of immortal qi can be worth at least three jiazi penance.

It can also help him resist the catastrophe and thunder.

At that time, I am afraid that his cultivation will surpass Master Dao Ming, and become a well-deserved person in the Ling Xiao Sect, and even the highest cultivation in the entire cultivation realm!

These imaginations made Dehong's heart hot.

The mouthful of blood that is spurting out now is like a basin of cold water, poured on the head.

The gentle aura emanating from the ancestral jade plate changed suddenly, and the fierce coercion pressed on his shoulders, making his chest more and more stuffy.

Sect Master Dehong lowered his head slightly, his expression becoming more and more worried.

It must be that he did not do his job well and angered the ancestor!

"Well, you've done your best, and you don't have to blame yourself."

The sharp aura suddenly appeared, and then quickly dispersed, becoming peaceful again, as if the heavy pressure on his shoulders just now was just Dehong's illusion.

Dehong raised his head in a daze, and then listened to the voice of Qingcang Ancestor continue to sound on the jade plate.

"This fairy spirit stone, you can take it to refine it to alleviate the injuries on your body."

"Another ......"

Qingcang Ancestor seemed to be silent for a moment, and after some careful consideration, he spoke again, "The date of the opening of the altar and preaching can be advanced. That Demon Venerable can command demon beasts, and it is not a small threat to you, if the strength of each sect can be improved, it is better to deal with it more calmly. ”

The radiant aura emitted from the jade plate was like a big hand gently caressing his body, which made Dehong not have the slightest disobedience in his heart, and he only felt that what Qingcang Ancestor said was very reasonable.

The Ancestor really took great pains for the sake of these juniors in the Nether Realm.

The look of respect on his face deepened, and Dehong endured the pain in his heart and bowed to the head reverently.

The luster on the jade plaque disappeared, and the Mingying Hall returned to calm again.

At the same time, in a cloud-shrouded immortal palace, a man dressed in a moon-white fairy robe with a handsome face slapped the handrail on his side.

The armrest of the white jade seat carved with crane patterns instantly had an extra crack.

Another man in white sitting across from him smiled when he saw this, "Why bother with this chair to vent your anger?" ”

The handsome man who smashed the chair raised his right palm, and a trace of white breath came out of his palm, attached to the crack that had just been shot, and the three-foot-long crack began to be slowly smoothed out, and after a few breaths, it recovered as before, and no previous traces could be seen.

The man raised his head and said angrily, "Master, don't talk cool here." Although the four divine beasts are now in decline, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and if you really let them come to the door, you can pick yourself clean, but I am afraid that it will be difficult to escape their wrath. ”

Who made him the last of the sect to ascend?

The four divine beasts can't help the Terran Immortal Sect, but if they really want to be approached to discuss the law, he, the "junior", will be taken out of the top bag nine times out of ten.

If it weren't for that, he wouldn't have bothered to contact the Nether.

As early as when Dehong called his name in the Ming Ying Palace, he would pretend not to hear!

The man in white sitting opposite Qingcang saw that his expression changed and changed, he smiled, and when he saw him glaring at him, he restrained his smile and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, we have invited the formation master of the Rakshasa Hall to come over, and it will be able to form a large array in nine days at most." ”

"Nine more days?" Qing Cang's brows frowned slightly.

The time flow velocity of the upper bound and the lower bound are different, and the specific differences are different according to different realms.

Between the upper realm and the realm from which the Ling Xiao Sect came from, the speed of time flow was about three times different.

That is, one day in the upper realm and three days in the lower realm. When the great array of the Rakshasa Hall is not good, he can open the altar to preach, and twenty-seven days have passed in the Nether Realm, and there is not much difference from the January period that was first discussed.

"Will it be too late?"

The Mountains and Rivers Vientiane Disk was not destroyed, if the people inside escaped, they would really get in touch with the four divine beasts of the upper realm......

"Don't worry." The man in white opposite Qing Cang smiled contemptuously.

This laugh is not aimed at Qingcang.

Rather, it was aimed at the "people of the nether" they were discussing at this time.

In the eyes of them, who have been soaring for a long time, whether it is the Venerable of the Harmony Dao or the Qi Refining Child, they are all ants.

"Those people don't have to worry, when the Rakshasa Hall is formed, you divide a wisp of divine consciousness into the lower realm, and let them act according to your arrangement."

"At that time, the entire realm will no longer exist, and even if the four divine beasts hear any news, they will not be able to verify it. Without evidence, they said that they couldn't move the Immortal God Temple, let alone help us. ”

"Yes." Qing Cang's frowning brow finally let go, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing the same contemptuous smile as the man opposite.

But how can ants be worth his trouble?

It was cheaper for his disciples who had been separated by an unknown number of generations, and he got a high-quality fairy spirit stone for nothing.

…

The sky swirled, and the surrounding golden light disappeared, replaced by black and oppressive dark clouds, and thunder looming between the clouds.

They were back inside the Nine Heavens Thunder Array.

Yu Xi raised his eyes and looked ahead, Dao Yuan Ancestor was standing three steps in front of them, his body swaying slightly, crumbling, obviously exhausted.

And the mountains and rivers that were originally controlled by Daoming Ancestor were being grasped by him at this time, and on top of the jade plate, there was a long, narrow crack one foot long, and the crack tended to expand more and more.

Just looking at this, you can guess that this piece of mountains and rivers has reached the edge of breaking, and it won't last long.

Yu Xi couldn't help but gasp, if it weren't for Daoyuan Ancestor calling them out in time, what would happen to them in the middle of it when the Vientiane Disk was completely shattered?

The aura on Dao Yuan Ancestor's body was already very weak.

Without thinking much about it, Yu Xi hurriedly stepped forward and held his arm.

Changhui leaned over almost at the same time, holding the other arm of Daoyuan Old Ancestor, and said worriedly, "Master......"

Yu Xi noticed that blood was already flowing from the corner of Daoyuan Ancestor's mouth, and he hurriedly raised his hand, and his palm touched the vest of Daoyuan Ancestor, crossing a trace of the power of the green dragon.

"Your Excellency, don't waste your strength on the old man."

Daoyuan Ancestor's face was calm, he was already at the end of his crossbow, but he didn't have the slightest fear of death.

He raised his hand and pointed to the air, and a mile away, Daoming Ancestor, who was also standing in the air, was like him, with blood dripping from the corners of his mouth, crumbling.