Seeing which mirror, Xuanyuan Wuxian and the old man's eyes were full of fear.

Dao Yi real water!

That's right, this time it's true.

That Dao of True Water, from a superdimensional perspective, actually has seven dimensions, each of which has a color.

In this form, there is nothing else but Dao Yi True Water.

Facing the slow attack of Dao Yi Divine Water, Xuanyuan Wuxi's breathing also became rapid, and he wanted to break through the spatial dimension and escape.

However, the surrounding dimensions have been closed, and they are trapped in a space-time death.

Staring at the fluctuations of the true water, Xuanyuan Wuxian and the old man glanced at each other, and then shot together. Knowing that they were invincible, they were still unwilling to restrain themselves.

So they poured all the spirituality into the palms of their hands, and greeted the past with the true water.

At the moment when their arms touched Dao Yi True Water, their faces did not freeze at the same time, and the next moment, they were swallowed by Dao Yi True Water.

At the last moment, Xuanyuan pulled the old man into his seal.

This is the only magic weapon that he can still save his life in the end, and that is to make a space-time seal with the Wuji ciphertext.

Although this is only a drop in the bucket, it can also make them survive for a while longer.

The old man said with a sad expression: "We are all wrong, Dao Yi true water is invincible."

The old man recalled the moment he came into contact with Dao Yi True Water, and he understood that he could not defeat it.

Because when he came into contact with the Dao Yi True Water, his body was also subjected to the same spiritual spell.

Dao Yi Zhenshui actually gave the spell back to himself.

It is completely inverted to the caster for any spell.

In this way, no matter how high your cultivation is, you will still be killed by your own spell in the end.

Seeing that the surrounding seals were shrinking at the speed of the naked eye, the old man shook his head helplessly and sighed: "It's over, this water balloon will lock our souls forever, and we will never be able to live beyond it."

In the rippling water, the water balloon was shrinking by itself, and soon they could no longer see anything outside.

Right now, there's only a space-time the size of a drop of water.

At the moment when the water ball shrank further, Xuanyuan Wuji's eyebrows flashed, and suddenly a top-shaped magic weapon floated out.

It was spinning in reverse, and then it pierced through time and space, heading straight out of the droplets.

Xuanyuan Wuxian was a little surprised by this scene, he knew that all this was controlled by the thousand-year-old banshee herself.

I don't know what she wants to do, she can actually penetrate the water droplets.

Unfortunately, the rift was quickly healed, otherwise he could have shot out of it.

The ball of light swirled, and through that little bit of projection, Xuanyuan Wuxian seemed to sense that there was a fight outside.

Could it be that the millennium banshee will challenge that transparent woman again.

When the water balloon broke, Xuanyuan Wuxian saw an extremely shocked scene.

I saw that the thousand-year-old banshee was standing on the sky-breaking cone, looking down on the water man at her feet in an imposing attitude.

At this time, the water-shaped magic weapon in her hand had completely disappeared, and there was only a painful and struggling water shadow.

Seeing this scene, Xuanyuan walked to the banshee's side curiously and asked her what had happened.

The thousand-year-old banshee pointed to the silver-white swirls of light on the sky-breaking cone and said, "See, this was originally the thing on the sky-breaking cone, but now it's just a thing to return to its original owner."

"What is this water vessel that is actually on the sky-breaking cone," Xuanyuan Wuxian listened a little speechlessly.

"Of course.... It's just that it's been lost for thousands of years, but I didn't expect to be picked up by this water elf," the millennium banshee said, and she transformed into her body and walked down very charmingly.

For the words of the thousand-year-old banshee, Xuanyuan Wuxian still believed it very much, after all, she was now the instrument spirit of the sky-breaking cone, and naturally knew that everything had happened to the sky-breaking cone.

Xuanyuan stared at the thousand-year-old banshee without a trace and said, "What do you want to do to her?".

Looking at the ill-intentioned eyes of the thousand-year-old banshee, Xuanyuan Wuxian was immediately alert.

The thousand-year-old banshee shrugged slightly, and the jade finger crossed his cheek and said, "The old lady needs a spirit body, and this little girl is indeed not bad."

"What, you're going to take its spirit?"

"It's just a water elf," the millennium banshee sneered disdainfully.

"No, she's also a life," Xuanyuan stared at her angrily.

The thousand-year-old banshee was unmoved and said, "It's just a water elf, if you like it, I'll help you seduce a few after I go out?", she said with a hint of charm.

Xuanyuan Wuxian was so angry that his eyebrows trembled and said, "You... you".

He couldn't even say a word, because the millennium banshee ignored him. Directly moved, and in Xuanyuan Wuxi's shocked gaze, she actually swallowed the water spirit in one gulp.

After that, her body began to be invisible and tangible, and she also seemed to have the power of water spirit.

She stepped on the water on tiptoe, and she couldn't make a wave. On the contrary, he can continue to walk on the waves, step by step.

Looking at the enchanting new body of the thousand-year-old banshee, Xuanyuan Wuxian wanted to rush over and beat her violently, but he didn't have the courage.

I could only summon the old man who was watching from the side, and walked towards the entrance of the water gate with the water waves.

Under the rippling water, the shadow of the water gate became extremely ethereal, but it was indeed real.

Instead of some illusory light and shadow, as he stepped under the waves of the water and rushed straight towards the water gate, a powerful suction force rolled everything up and turned them completely into a huge vortex.

At this moment, time stands still, and space disappears.

Xuantian Sect.

Several gray-robed elders were beating their chests, and some of them wept sadly.

The achievements of thousands of years of protection disappeared a few days ago.

When they interrogated the guards, no one knew a clue.

This incident immediately shook the entire upper echelons of the Xuantian Sect, and immediately countless old men wearing such seven-colored stripes gathered in the council hall.

They were in each other's ears, and their faces were sad.

They can all be said to have one day obtained a chance to enter the upper class church with this holy crystal.

Although there were only a few places, it also allowed them to see the possibility of breaking through to a higher immortal level.

After all, for a cultivator who only has a third-level immortal level, if he wants to be promoted to a fourth-level immortal, except for being promoted to an exceptional level, there is almost no possibility of breaking through his own immortal-level confinement.

Because the immortal qi in the third-level plane is in short supply, it is simply not enough to support a third-level immortal to soar in the day.

This is also the way that many immortal cultivators change to curry favor with fourth-level immortals to complete their ascension. Excellent reading books

However, all of this was completely shattered the moment they arrived at the secret realm, and the once almost mature holy crystal disappeared out of thin air.

This was a big event that shook the entire Xuantian Sect, and no one could withstand such a heavy blow.

Several old men looked at each other and grieved for each other.

With the sound of footsteps, several white-bearded old men suddenly got up and greeted the comer.

I saw that the man was wearing a cyan robe, lying silkworm eyebrows, a Chinese face, and his eyes were blazing, revealing a majestic color.

He is the elder of the Discipline Hall, and it is also his duty to take care of the secret realm.

The hope of recovering the Holy Crystal fell on him.

Facing the eyes of the elders who were almost eager to plead, the Taoist in Tsing Yi was also frosty, and his eyes were awe-inspiring: "I have already questioned the disciples who take turns on duty for this matter, only one person is the most suspected of committing the crime, we have sent someone to find him, in short, the holy crystal will never be allowed to be lost in the hands of this seat."

He spoke loudly, and immediately gave the old men a little comfort. But if they don't see the holy crystal for a day, they won't be at peace for a day.

In the main hall, there was silence again, and countless people began to pretend to sleep, but unfortunately the undulating aura betrayed them.

The Taoist in Tsing Yi had been contemplating all the time, he had speculated many possibilities in his heart, but they were overturned one by one, and now perhaps only by finding the missing disciple could he confirm.

It's just that he has a bad premonition in his heart, as if he feels that it is impossible for that disciple to be found.

It's just that he still stubbornly wants to try, and another point is that he already has doubts in his heart.

That was the reincarnation of the ancestor who had just been recovered, and since he came here, a lot of things had happened in the entire Xuantian Sect one after another.

If these things have nothing to do with him, the Taoist in Tsing Yi will not admit it to death.

It's just that he is now a noble person, and the Taoist in Tsing Yi can no longer rely on his suspicion to arrest people as he did at the beginning.

So he needed evidence, and only when he had solid evidence could he expel him in one fell swoop.

The Immortal Ancestor is no longer there, and that kid is not an Immortal Ancestor.

That's how he defined the kid.

The old man stared at his thoughts, but his breath was extremely calm, making others think that he had settled down.

An old man next to him sneered disdainfully: "When is this, he still has the mood to go to zazen."

Another old man said, "Maybe he already knows who stole it, and now he is the only one who can retrieve the holy crystal."

For the conversation between the two elders beside him, the Taoist in Tsing Yi was deaf.

He was still immersed in his inner thoughts, and he needed to be careful and act carefully to expose that kid completely.

Time passed gradually under the hundred-year-old hall and the curling sandalwood, and when the bell and drum rang at noon, everyone suddenly looked up and glanced at the sky, it turned out that half a day had already passed.

The Taoist in Tsing Yi got up slowly, his fingers were wisps of his eyebrows, and he suddenly walked out of the palace gate, standing beside the vermilion lacquer pillar, staring at the green mountains and jungles in the distance, and seemed to disperse his inner turmoil with the ups and downs of this vast world.

It's time.

The Taoist in Tsing Yi said in a deep voice, his voice was very low, so low that only he could hear it.

Then he strode to the precept hall and headed for the door, looking forward to the mountain path.

At this time, there were more than a dozen disciples of the Discipline Hall escorting a person, and they quickly rushed towards this side.

The truth may soon be revealed.

The corners of the Taoist's mouth in Tsing Yi trembled inexplicably at this time, and he seemed to be a little difficult to restrain his excitement in his heart.

It was the first time he had felt in the decades he had been at the helm of the Discipline Hall.

When the bell and drum stopped, more than a dozen disciples of the Discipline Hall had already entered the courtyard.

Some of them threw the man to the ground, and the others went up to him and bowed down.

One of them was a little pale, as if he had just been in the middle of a fight.

This is especially true of the bloodstained hem of his hem.

"What's going on?" said the Taoist in Tsing Yi in a low voice, staring at the disciple with a serious expression.

The corners of the visitor's mouth twitched slightly, and his expression was extremely complicated for a while before he said, "Elder Qiqi, we have been ambushed."

"Who dares to ambush the Discipline Hall, it's simply lawless" The Taoist in Tsing Yi was furious, and his brows seemed to bulge out.

At this time, he strode in front of several other disciples, only to find that there was a person lying on the ground, not a suspect, but a disciple of his Discipline Hall.

He already has a lot of air out and a little air intake, and it seems that he won't last long.

The Taoist in Tsing Yi was completely enraged, and he roared: "Where are the thieves, the old man will finish them off with his own hands."

Before that, he knelt down and bowed to his disciple, hugged his legs and said, "Master, run for your life, if you don't leave, it will be too late."

"Ah, what do you mean, tell me to run for my life" The Taoist in Tsing Yi couldn't believe his ears, could he really be so old.

However, he knew very well in his heart that he had not heard it wrong. He stared at the disciple with angry eyes, grabbed him by the collar and said viciously, "Are you stupid, right?

The disciple was even more frightened, and his mouth choked up a few words, but he didn't make it clear.

The Taoist in Tsing Yi threw it to the ground and said, "I want to see who wants to kill me."

Ignoring his disciples' obstructions, he walked towards the precept hall.

The disciples behind him looked at each other sadly, and they also dragged their crippled bodies to chase after them.

"Sure enough, it's this kid" When they walked halfway, they encountered a group of people, and one of the faces was the strongest suspicion of that kid in the hearts of the Taoist people in Tsing Yi. And the other two faces made him feel a kind of heartbeat.

It is understandable that this kid made a dog jump over the wall. But even the two Spirit Venerables are together. That's a bit of a strange thing.

You must know that the identity of the Lingzun Xuantian Sect is equivalent to the presence of the sect leader in person.

As the elder of the Discipline Hall, he naturally knew the rules, and immediately bowed down to salute the two fairies.

At this time, the two fairies also saw him, the medicine fairy took a step forward first, and with a slight flick of the jade hand, a powerful and incomparably powerful spiritual power swept over.

It made the elder of the Discipline Hall take a few steps back to stabilize his body, and he stared at the two fairies in surprise and said, "What mistake did the old man make, why did the two fairies deal with it as soon as they met."

The medicine fairy stared at his face coldly and said, "Jianzhen, what happened to you", the precept hall is called Jianzhen Taoist. Therefore, the medicine fairy called him Jianzhen.

Jianzhen Daoist snorted coldly: "Something happened in this seat, you don't want to spew blood."

"We're bloody, so let's let you confront him yourself" As he spoke, a disciple was dragged out of the crowd, and when he saw that person's face, Jianzhen Zou Ran was shocked.

Isn't this the one who has been looking for the missing guard for many days, why did he come to the fairy's hands, and why did he question himself?

He's a black line. But the next scene shocked him even more, and he even wanted to slash the guy opposite with one palm.

"Master, it was you who assigned the disciple to steal the holy crystal, and the disciple was forced" He said and clasped his head at the fairy, and the eyebrows of the true Taoist jumped suddenly.

Plot, plot, this is a bad villain design.