The open sea, in the extreme depths, in the blood-colored haze rising from the sky.

The Nine Yuan Snail Sage slowly stretched out his palm, the bronze and blood color were mixed, and a touch of blood rust that became more and more dark red suddenly appeared in the fingertips of the old Snail Sage.

Then, with the fingertips of the old snail saint gently twisting and rubbing, in this flash, in the pure dark red blood rust color, there was suddenly a touch of dark gold color showing.

Different from the ordinary dark gold, wandering in the aura, is often accompanied by the gilded Shenhua's charm and decadence, and gradually gets a weak and withered show.

Today's dark gold color is the precipitation of a pure and indelible supreme spiritual rhyme.

It seems to be the interweaving of thunder and light, but only the middle and inner part of the scorching light have become dimmed from the light itself.

This is more like the continuous accumulation of the thick gilded Shenhua, but it is precisely because of its excessive accumulation that the color of the talent sect is a little dull and restrained, and then precipitates in this nine-fold altar.

Staring at this looming dark gold, the next moment, accompanied by the fingertips that the old snail saint tightly pinched suddenly loosened, and when he looked at it again, the dark gold disappeared again in the silk thread of blood rust, and then, the silk thread extended again, turning into mist and a slightly hazy colorful halo, and at the same time that the supreme and clumsy demon seal flashed away, it was like a milk swallow returning to the nest, immersed in the nine-fold altar.

Until this moment, in the quiet gaze of the old snail saint, the bronze and blood color were completely gone, only the nine-fold altar was integrated, and for a long time, it rose with the blood light and had a spiritual light flowing and washing over it.

In the old and cloudy deep eyes, Lao Luosheng showed a slightly satisfied look.

He followed closely behind, looking at Aoi Lao and the ray mother, who were also staring at him intently.

"It's almost time for the 'fire', but if you want to be safe, it's best to teach it to precipitate a ...... or two."

When she heard this, the mother ray didn't seem to hear anything.

Instead, Aoi Lao shook his eyelids.

"Hey! As you always say, you are old, and you naturally say what it is, but the 'heat' can't reach it, and now there is only such a root and seedling, but it is...... How should we divide it, and it's time to agree? ”

When she heard this, the ray mother was still indifferent, and in the same place, the old snail sage glanced at Aoi Lao coldly.

"The old man slashed himself earlier, shaking the foundation of the Dao Fruit, and now he is still in the process of raising, and he is far behind you, but this is not a reason for you to speak in such a yin and yang weird manner, and then dare to speak to the old man like this, let's fight to the death first, I will drag you into the water, I would rather give the opportunity to the ray mother!"

When the words fell, the old snail saint here, suddenly there was really a vigorous killing machine rushing into the sky, and then, wrapped in a fierce momentum, in this instant, it seemed that the blood-colored sky was really torn apart, and then led to the bright yellow Shenhua, and the nine stacks of snail shell pagoda were already hanging behind the old snail saint.

Then, such a monstrous power went towards Aoi Lao.

At this moment, at the same time as the murderous thought was erected, the old snail saint had no hidden hole in his happy thoughts, no matter who it was, he could capture the true thoughts of the old snail saint under the rage, that was Kwai Lao's decisive thought that as long as he offended with words one more sentence, he would really be a decisive thought to die!

And in the same place, Aoi Lao didn't seem to have thought that the old snail saint would react like this.

With the vigor and fierce killing power in the sky, the old man taught Aoi to hunt in the wind.

Old snail saint this is to play really!

Kui Lao shook his face again and again, and secretly hated his mouth for owing, and he couldn't pull the skin to really say anything soft, so he smiled with difficulty, but silently, he bowed his hand to the old snail saint again and again, which was regarded as begging for mercy.

Seeing this, Lao Luosheng snorted coldly and reined in the strength of the sky.

And until this moment, the mother ray who was sitting in the other corner only watched all this quietly, and there was no change in her expression from beginning to end.

Shocked Kui Lao, Lao Luosheng continued to speak.

"It's just today's 'fire', maybe at most to support the people who are almost about to jump out of the barrier, only one foot away from the door; such a situation can be met but not sought, if it is precipitated for a while, maybe for the people at the peak of the Jindan realm, they can have some grasp of trying.

As for how to divide these 'roots and seedlings'......"

When talking about this, Lao Luo Shengfu glanced at Kui Lao again, and after seeing that he was just laughing again and again, Lao Luo Sheng immediately spoke.

"Today, we are still following the old law of the Holy Clan, and those who can stand on the altar are only the three of us, not necessary, don't fight each other's life and death with each other, each looking for an opportunity, once their own 'fire' has arrived, there is no need to react, these nine stacks of altars will naturally follow the induction of the qi machine, and reflect it in the air.

It's all about who comes first! ”

When he heard this, Aoi Lao finally grinned, he glanced at the ray mother, and then at the snail saint, when he opened his mouth, he seemed to want to say something quite jokingly, but before he could speak, his lips pursed, and the words were swallowed by Aoi Lao again.

Perhaps it is closer to this kick in the door, with the passage of time, Kwai Lao's heart is gradually rejuvenated with the side that has not been eroded by the years.

But he knew what was going on, and at this moment he finally returned to his composure, trying his best to speak calmly.

"In this case, the old man will take the first step."

When the words fell, Aoi didn't necessarily make any movements, and when he looked at it again, the figure on the altar in the same place had already become a bubble, dissipating in the cold blood-colored wind.

In the next moment, it was the old snail saint who looked at the ray mother, and the ray mother also looked at the old snail saint.

Immediately after, when the four eyes met, the old snail saint was still sitting still, but the ray mother Shi Shiran stood up, but she did not go straight away, but was still staring at the old snail saint, as if she saw flowers from the old body of the snail saint.

"When is Brother Luo going to leave?"

When he heard this, the old snail saint seemed to wake up from the immersion of the gaze itself, his old eyes were still deep, but at this moment there was a god, and then, the old snail saint showed a rare smile on his face.

"Fang Cai, the old man has already said, he has slashed himself and shaken the origin, he is really a lot behind you, you need to take care of your injuries before you can move, this is a major event to climb the peak of the dome, you can't ignore it, you have to be fully prepared."

Hearing this, the ray mother only smiled kindly, but when her body was slightly deflected, she suddenly spoke.

"No matter what kind of preparation you want to make before you try to leave, but in the future, the old body has never thought of making any preparations, and now it is good to show up, or move with the situation, all for the sake of the overall situation of the Holy Clan, but the old body is not in the game, and he doesn't want to be in the game, please be kind-hearted, don't think about dragging me into the water again!"

These words are to teach the ray mother not to be contaminated with the slightest fireworks, until the voice falls, it is impossible to tell whether there is a real fire.

But when he heard the words, he instead taught Lao Luosheng to raise his eyebrows, and then, Lao Luosheng hurriedly echoed and smiled as if he was afraid of misunderstanding.

"Just now, I just said angry words in anger, don't take it seriously, the old man has no such intention, never has this intention."

When she heard this, the mother of the ray bowed her head slightly, and finally stopped saying anything, and even stopped looking at the old snail saint, and when she walked slowly to the edge of the altar, she stepped out with the mother of the ray and landed in the air, and suddenly, a blue thunder aura like the open sea suddenly shone, wrapping the body of the mother ray, and then disappeared in the same place.

And after a few breaths, the roar of the thunder still lingered in the ears of the old snail saint.

"Alas, thunder is the yang of all qi, the best at dispelling all evils, pulling out lesions, dispelling distemper, and now looking at it, it is really extraordinary......"

In the soft murmur, when the old snail saint raised his head again, in the old and cloudy eyes, in the endless deep and dark dark color, there was a sudden flash, with five plagues and five poisons in a flash.

The five-colored aura seemed to be surging in the depths of the old snail sage's eye wave, but in an instant, it was suppressed by the boundless dark color, but when you look closely, in the extreme depths of the eye wave, the wisp of smoke has not dissipated, and the five-color life is again in the cultivation and growth, brewing the next flash of reflection.

Lao Luosheng had never lied in front of the two big monsters at the peak of the Jindan realm in the same realm.

It was indeed because of the self-slashing knife and the root cause of the self-slashing that he shook his Dao Fruit Origin.

"Trouble, what a trouble!"

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"Trouble, really troublesome thing......"

Tiantai Dao City, Taoist Courtyard, among the bedrooms.

Sitting at the desk, Chu Weiyang grabbed the pen in one hand and crossed his waist with the other.

At this moment, on the wide table, another piece of spiritual rune paper was spread out, and when I looked at it now, the talisman seal pattern on it had been increased or decreased several times, and the one that I had initially comprehended had become unrecognizable, but I could especially see the few rune patterns that still existed on it, and those new seals were all lingering in the realm of the Mystic Method, and there had never been a trace of transgression.

But the process of Daoist enlightenment is obviously in some kind of predicament, and this bottleneck has plagued Chu Weiyang for a long time, so that at this moment, Daoist people are almost bored and shake the pen in their hands.

The spiritual ink dipped in the pen was accompanied by Chu Weiyang's flicking, and some of it fell on the spirit rune paper, blurring, and some of it even fell on Xiao Yuluo's body, lining Xiao Yuluo's plain robe with a little ink and plum.

And at this time, Xiao Yuluo was not annoyed, but saw that at a certain moment, Chu Weiyang completely broke free from the gap of enlightenment because of irritability, and suddenly spoke.

"Since Childe can't do subtraction for a while, why don't you do addition first?"

When he heard this, Chu Weiyang's hand slammed into action.

Then, the Taoist looked at Xiao Yuluo.

"Addition?"

(End of chapter)