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Ahh......hhh Six-sixths, the festival is full, call it a day!

The rise of the half of the Divine Bronze Jian was completely unexpected by Yu Ci.

Now that he hasn't seen the real thing, he has become the target of everyone, and when the treasure mirror rises up, he will have a reaction or something like that, he has a tripartite vitality body, and I am afraid that he will not be able to raise his head for the monks.

It's a pity that no matter how loud he screamed in his heart, the change of events did not depend on his will, just when the vast cloud qi was almost sinking above the flames, in the center of the fire ring, a round piece of metal rose up, directly penetrating the cloud qi to the top.

No one cares about the cloud mold that has been broken through and is being repaired automatically. Everyone's eyes were focused on this new thing, and in the center of it, the flame light, which was completely different from the whole fire circle, was burning, and the extremely dark color was very eye-catching.

But people's eyes are not only locked on these, but also a faint blue trace on the smooth metal surface under the flamelight.

The Origin Demon Lord's Demon Consciousness Traces ......

The traces of the demon consciousness are only one finger wide and two minutes long, just like the color of the metal itself, and there is no mystery to be seen, and the dark flame light is attached to the traces, and the lower end is elongated, and the flame tips are gathered together, and the shape is not so natural.

And in this flame, there is something else.

Yu Ci immediately showed the strangeness inside. It was a mercury-like particle, the size of a mung bean, silvery-white in color, and at first glance it was a metal bead, and on closer inspection, it was always alternating between solid and liquid states, rolling on the metal surface, but never passing the edge of the blue trace, that is, the flame.

After half of the Zhaoshen Bronze Jian penetrated the cloud qi mold, it was still rising, and against the cluster of firelight, as well as the particles that kept rolling in the firelight, it was about the position of Yu Ci's chest, and finally levitated.

This position is just right for everyone to see the strange appearance on it.

At this time...... The wind is blowing!

Yu Ci clearly felt that there was an invisible whirlwind whirl, cutting through his cheek, and also rolled up his robe, making a slight noise. This kind of wind is not weak.

But when many monks confronted each other, their respective air engines were under heavy pressure, and the air was difficult to circulate, so where did the wind come from?

Yu Ci's eyelids jumped twice, he could see clearly, and he could sense that the center of the air flow swirling was the cluster of dark flames, and the direct cause of this qiē was the two forces that were constantly being sucked, flowing, and lost.

One is from Liu Guan, and the other is from Di Langjun.

Di Langjun has no affection at all, but the expression of Liu Guan in front of him is extremely subtle.

All the lines of the wolf's and most hideous face were stiffened, and the lines and bulging muscles that protruded from the lips, the nose, and the corners of the eyes combined with the light in the temple to form several dull areas, which were put together in a meaning of about ......

Fear? or greed?

The wind swirls in the temple grew stronger and stronger, so much so that everyone could see it, forming a whirlpool of clouds and dust with the dark light flame on the Bronze Statue of the Gods as the core. But after a few breaths, the whirlpool stopped, because Liu Guan used a secret method to lock the breath leakage, and the Sen Han demonic intent that Di Langjun pressed over was also sucked out.

It's only interested in the magic mana?

As the person closest to the treasure mirror, Yu Ci wanted to reach out and touch it, and he did so, his fingertips touched the treasure mirror, although it was separated by a layer of tripartite vitality, he still felt that the temperature was much higher than normal, and the whole "metal" was trembling, the amplitude was very small, but the shock was extremely fast.

Then, he lowered his waist slightly, and probed the cloud mold that was almost sinking to the ground, there was also a temperature on it, it was not roasted by fire, but there was some kind of huge power, through the guò cloud mold, through the guò mirror, and then concentrated on the central magic trace, and then burned in the dark flame light.

The trajectory of its transmission, Yu Ci grasped. The source of power is...... Di Lang-kun!

This also solves a previous puzzle - the burning of the dark flame light has "fuel" after all, and it is the treasure mirror, the mold, the Nine True Immortal Palace, and the Donghua Void that provide fuel that is difficult to integrate with such a huge whole.

This kind of transmission should have lasted for quite a long time, and it was Liu Guan and Di Langjun who clashed in the hall, and the power manifested, so that this transmission was put in plain sight.

Yu Ci suddenly appeared, and some of his understanding of the situation in the meantime should be revised.

At this moment, perhaps the transmission of fuel has accumulated to a certain limit, perhaps the overall reaction has reached a certain level, or perhaps the eyes of the monks are too eager, and half of the eyes of the gods are in the center, and in the dim flame light, the particles that are like liquid droplets and metal suddenly change.

The silver-white color of the particles gradually darkened, as if a layer of sugar skin had been burned, revealing its true color.

It was pitch black, so deep that it was almost transparent.

Yu Ci's gaze involuntarily attracted him.

When he looked at this particle, he only felt that the color was so deep that there was no boundary, and he unconsciously ignored its size, just like the deep void outside the territory, which could be considered "dark" as the boundary, but it could also be considered that it was only the beginning of a broader void.

This feels like nothingness, but if you look further, the pitch black color there is so thick, layered, like a roaring and rushing ink wave, and a raging black fire, full of movement and spirituality.

It's amazing.

Yu Ci sighed in his heart, wanting to see the reaction of others, but his heart moved, but he froze suddenly.

The world changed in an instant.

His eyes can be turned, but everywhere he goes, there are layers of ink, as if he has been eroded by the extraterrestrial starry sky, and he can't distinguish between front and back, left and right, and he can't distinguish between the top and the bottom, and his divine will can also flow, but no matter how it changes, it is eroded by the dark flames, and everywhere he goes, the whole world seems to be on fire, and all the qiē is ruined in the pitch-black flames.

Heaven and earth are plunged into endless darkness, all things are destroyed in the flames of darkness, and there is only pure and boundless despair, which covers all sides, covers up and penetrates.

And it is in this pure despair that there is a magnificent and immeasurable sound, running back and forth. It is the cry of billions of living beings in despair, and it is the chaotic hymn of despair to the extreme, erasing the periphery of sinking and freedom:

"Gao Miao Supreme Heaven Dahua Yuan Shi Tian Demon King, Gao Miao Supreme Heaven Dahua Yuan Shi Tian Demon King......"

"Wonderful mother!"

The Void Law Domain in the heart suddenly opened, and from the Slaughter Soul Prison upwards, the human realm, Chengqitian, Xingchen Heaven, Equality Heaven and finally Daluo Heaven, layer by layer of spiritual light shined, and the qi machine trembled, and finally gathered in one place, turning into a round and golden rune bead, radiant and radiant, and leaving no dead ends.

Yu Ci lived in the middle, stunned for a long time, and cold sweat was all over his body:

"The Power of the Origin...... Yuan Shi!"