In the main hall of the Shen family, Sang Luo and Su Changluo were firmly pressed on the table by Luo Zhouxing, and then he pinched the trick to spread out the sand table.

As the mountainous terrain spread, Sang Luo and Su Changluo raised their eyes at the same time, looked at Luo Zhouxing, and said in unison,

"What is this?"

Luo Zhouxing cleared his throat,

"This is the distribution of cultivation resources at the top of the cloud sky that I have asked people to explore in the past few days!"

Sang Luo's eyes lit up when he listened,

"This Su family is really thick!"

"That's right."

Luo Zhouxing rubbed his hands, his eyes were full of excitement,

"This Su family, if you don't show it, you don't expect it to be rich inside!"

On the top of the cloudy sky, several great families joined forces to repel foreign monks.

But there is also a lot of fighting on the inside.

But those three Dao Ancestors only care about the outside, and don't ask about internal fighting.

So, that gives them a great opportunity.

Combine vertically and horizontally, first destroy the Su family, and then swallow the Su family, at that time, the top of this cloudy sky is their territory!

What is it to establish a force outside, and it is the right way to empty the top of the clouds!

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Lin Qinghan had just escaped death, and his brain was not very clear.

But looking at Luo Zhouxing like this, as well as Sang Luo and Su Changluo with light in their eyes, I felt very bad.

He felt as if they were going to be robbers.

And it is, it is.

Lin Qinghan became a bandit leader.

For a long time, he led people around to rob and stir up trouble on the top of the cloudy sky.

Luo Zhouxing pointed to where he was fighting, and several people cooperated very tacitly.

Sang Luo handed Wen Tian over to Murong Chuxue.

Murong Chuxue agreed with Sang Luo's previous approach, and added another seal to Wen Tian's body, making him fall into a deep sleep completely.

If the spiritual breath does not disperse, there will be no day when Wentian wakes up.

Sang Luo did things according to Luo Zhouxing's instructions during the day, and at night, he adjusted the speed of time in the space of the medicine field to speed up and realized the Tao under the Enlightenment Tree.

The law of time was applied to her to the extreme.

The top of the cloudy sky is one day, and the medicine field space is a thousand years in a flash.

She deduced and enlightened in the medicine field space again and again, and improved her spiritual power at an almost crazy speed.

As the days passed, Sang Luo kept counting.

But it was almost the half-moon period that Chu Yanshu had agreed with her, and she still hadn't heard from Chu Yanshu.

couldn't get in touch with her, so she sent a message to Xuan Mu.

Xuan Mu was still waiting outside the reincarnation mirror, he looked at Sang Luo, his eyebrows and eyes were solemn,

"He's still in the mirror of reincarnation."

It's been more than ten days since I went in, but there is no movement.

Xuan Mu was actually quite worried.

After all, in the past tens of thousands of years, Chu Yanshu has been the only one who has been accepted by the reincarnation mirror.

Sang Luo's eyes moved slightly, a little nervous,

"I'll go back and see."

Xuan Mu said,

"The reincarnation mirror has been closed, and it's useless for you to come."

Chu Yanshu had a big plan this time, he wanted to use the reincarnation mirror to become an emperor.

But Xuan Mu didn't say this to Sang Luo.

This road is too treacherous.

Caring is messy, let her know, and it doesn't help.

But I don't know why, Sang Luo has always felt a little flustered.

Although they had come to the Central Immortal Domain and taken root at the top of the clouds, she still felt a little flustered.

There was always a feeling that something was about to happen.

Sometimes, she could see the big weird black flowers blooming all over the top of the sky.

She had a faint hunch that those things might be more difficult to deal with than a few Dao Ancestors on the top of the cloudy sky.

The sense of crisis deepened layer by layer, prompting her to desperately improve her cultivation.