The sky was a little overcast, and the fiery red sunset was blocked behind the iron-gray clouds. There was no wind in the air, and it looked unusually dull.

There are crowds of people inside and outside the Lai's Auction House, and from time to time someone spreads the latest information in the auction venue.

And when the final auction price of the Tomb of the Ancient Dragons of Turan and the Sword of the God of War was set, there was a hot tide of discussion outside.

Ye Xunhuan squeezed out of the crowd, looked back at the Li Auction House surrounded by the third floor and the outer three floors, and shook his head slightly, he knew that now the undercurrent has really begun to surge, two such treasures, who doesn't covet it? I'm afraid that tonight will start to be a bloody snowstorm, and after watching it, he has also gained something, he still obediently reads his book to practice his light and dark transformation technique, and it is not a wise choice to get involved in this and wrong, these top forces in the continent, any one of them is not something he can afford to offend now, and it is the king to work hard to enhance his strength.

In the attic of the library, the space magic circle has been activated, and Ye Xunhuan is intoxicated with the cultivation of transforming magic into light power.

The concept of time in his cultivation is probably the most ignorant and unconscious, and even more so for Ye Xunhuan, he just thinks about the homology between darkness and light, and when he comes back to his senses, the space magic circle has stopped working at regular intervals, and a night has passed, but the feeling of flickering and flickering still lingers in his heart.

Light and darkness have the same origin, why are they so diametrically opposed?

Ye Xunhuan pondered the question that had plagued him for two days, and with a wave of his big hand, a layer of black magic power floated in his hand, like a burning black flame.

Ye Xunhuan stared at the big hand blankly, and the method that Old Locke taught him flashed in his heart, and suddenly blessed his heart, the dark black magic suddenly shook, and a trace of holy light breath struggled in it, and gradually began to expand, until all the black magic power turned into white light power, but he could still feel that the surging dark magic in his body was still dark magic.

"Yes, you really didn't disappoint me, although it is only the most superficial transformation, but you have mastered the key to entry, and your progress will be rapid in the future, and in the end, whether you have magic or light power in your body is only in your thoughts. At this moment, old Locke appeared silently in the attic, with a hint of relief and excitement in his cloudy eyes.

After Old Locke finished speaking, he took a deep look at Ye Xunhuan, and seemed to fall into memories again.

"Old Locke, there's something you can take a look at for me. "Night Hunting.

"Take a look. Old Locke's thoughts were pulled back by Ye Xunhuan, and he sighed secretly in his heart, when people are old, they always think of the past.

Ye Xunhuan took out the lilac, thin butterfly-shaped thing like a cicada's wing, and handed it to Old Locke.

Old Locke's cloudy gaze burst out with a burst of fine light, and he said in surprise: "Purple Illusion Yang Crystal! Hey, there is such a complex magic circle engraved with it. ”

"What is the Purple Illusion Yang Crystal? Ye Xunhuan saw that Old Locke showed a surprised look, and immediately his eyes lit up.

"A rare material, shared with some other materials can create powerful weapons, but now it is basically extinct, I didn't expect that there is still a piece in this world, but it is used alone but has no effect, but the magic circle engraved in it is extremely complex, I don't know what it is for. "Old Locke.

"I thought it was a baby, but it turned out to be chicken ribs. Ye Xunhuan said with some disappointment.

"It depends on who is right, this purple illusory yang crystal may have other effects, but we don't know. "Old Locke.

Ye Xunhuan nodded yes, just like the Thunderstorm spell array, it was a chicken rib compared to others, but it was a treasure to him.

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Two hundred miles to the east of the capital of the Tianlong Emperor, it is Yuxia Mountain, where the Tianlan Sect is located.

The genius was shining, and a figure shot out of the Hundred Flowers Valley of Yuxia Mountain, flashing in the air several times, and falling at the foot of the mountain.

"You're here for the first snow. Elder Ling nodded at Chu Xue, who was still veiled.

"Elder Ling, I don't know what the sect master has to explain?" Nangong Chuxue asked lightly.

"This is the Sect Master's sealed decree, see for yourself. Elder Ling handed over a finger-long round jade cylinder, with a faint streamer flickering on it, it was indeed the magic jade cylinder that the Tianlan Sect used to seal the order of the sect leader elder, and there was a seal on it, which could only be lifted by the person receiving the order with his own blood.

"Chu Xue, don't live up to the sect master's expectations of you. After Elder Ling finished speaking, the light on his body flashed, and he disappeared in place.

Nangong Chuxue frowned, how could the Sect Master's edict be sent by Elder Ling personally? Could it be that there was something extremely important for him to do?

Without thinking much about it, Nangong Chuxue flicked her fingers, and a drop of blood dripped into the jade tube. I saw a few spell runes flashing from the jade tube, and suddenly a burst of gray-white smoke came out of the canopy, this smoke was like a spirit, and it had an extremely fast speed from Nangong Chuxue's finger wound that was squeezing out blood and was recovering rapidly.

At the same time, a strange spell began to rush towards Nangong Chuxue's ears.

Nangong Chuxue only felt that his heart was trembling, some of them were not under his control, and his spiritual power began to be entangled together as if they were split, forming strange patterns.

Elder Ling, who had already disappeared, reappeared, laughing and looking at Nangong Chuxue's painful appearance, but the laughter was as enchanting as a woman.

"You're not Elder Ling, who are you?" Nangong Chuxue asked, her back already soaked with cold sweat.

Elder Ling wiped his face, and the ordinary old face suddenly turned into a bewitching young woman's pretty face.

"Zhao Meier, it's you!" Nangong Chuxue's beautiful eyes froze.

"Of course it's me, otherwise what do you think? Elder Ling has already been busy dealing with the Tianxiang Tower of the Elantra United Kingdom, how can he have time to give orders for the sect master, giggles, if you want to blame, blame you for being too stupid, now that you have fallen for my ecstasy, you will no longer be you in the future, obediently be your sister's puppet." Zhao Meier smiled proudly.

"Dreaming. Nangong Chuxue snorted, shook her hand, and a blue light shot straight into Zhao Meier's face.

Zhao Mei'er flashed sideways, but found that Nangong Chuxue's body was like light smoke and had disappeared in place.

"Hmph, I still want to run, I fell for my ecstasy, and you can't run out of Zhao Meier's palm when you run to the ends of the earth. Zhao Meier snorted coldly.

Ye Xunhuan stood on the pine branches, swaying from side to side with the wind, the green flute was horizontal at the corner of his mouth, and the sound waves rippled in all directions.

At this moment, a sudden burst of light smoke shot out from a distance, turning into a shadow and falling to the ground, trembling until he shivered.

"It's her!" Ye Xunhuan was stunned, and he was extremely surprised in his heart, how could the first snow fairy of Tianlan Sect be so embarrassed, it seemed that he had been tricked.

Nangong Chuxue raised her head with difficulty, only to see a tall figure slowly falling from the sky. It's just that her pupils have dilated, and she can't see the appearance of the person standing in front of her clearly.

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