Chapter 362: Who the Hell Is It?
"Brother Lingling, this place is not the Qingyuan Spirit Realm!"
Shao Huangnian, who had only cultivated in the Yuan God Realm for half a step, had a cold face, stepped to the side of the Spirit Primordial Monarch, and spoke in a deep voice.
Yinling Yuanjun's face was solemn, and under the full induction of the Yuan Shen, he did not notice the slightest abnormality in the light curtain of the realm wall in front of him, and once again glanced at the "Crossing Spirit Yuanjun" who was standing in place, and said suspiciously: "But in my induction, this is clearly ......"
"No, there's one crucial thing missing from this western wall, which proves that this is an illusion. Shao Huangnian pinched the seal in his hand, and a small black sword pierced out from his sleeve like a rainbow light, directly passing through the body of the "Duling Yuanjun", bringing out countless pieces of blood-red minced meat.
"You mean...... Demon power!?" Ling Yuanjun's eyes brightened, "If it weren't for your reminder, I really wouldn't have noticed it, thousands of miles away, I could still vaguely detect the surging demonic power on the western wall, but when I got closer, there was no trace of demonic power, which was indeed the biggest flaw." ”
"Isn't this too bizarre? Not to mention us, Lord Ghost Devouring Yuanjun alone is one of the best people in the sky, and the cultivation of ghost power is already close to the realm of distraction, what kind of ghostly tricks can envelop all of us without noticing?" A primordial god primordial realm Yuanjun looked around, but all he sensed was dead silence and desolation, and there was a slight fear in his eyes.
"This is not an illusion," Zhang Duoyu's face became more and more pale, and the sense of life and death crisis in his heart had reached an unprecedented extreme, "Look at this 'Crossing Spirit Yuanjun'. ”
After being pierced by the pitch-black sword-shaped magic weapon of Shao Huangnian, the place where it was wounded revealed a trace of blood-red blazing brilliance, which seemed to have been nourished enough, blooming like a flower, forming a ball of blood-red light that was extremely bright, and completely devoured the "Crossing Spirit Yuanjun" in an instant, surging and changing in mid-air, so that everyone's face was reflected with blood-colored red light.
"Where the hell is this? This is not the Qingyuan Spirit Realm !! at all."
A Yuan Monarch of the Yuan Shen Primal Realm was shrouded in blood-red brilliance, but suddenly hissed and roared, his eyes were full of mania, staring at the several zhang high turquoise light gate that the "Crossing Spirit Yuanjun" came out, and between the flow of demonic power, it directly turned into a rainbow.
"Shaojinghe, don't go!" Before Ling Yuanjun's words fell, a terrible scream came from the blue light gate, and after a while, there was no more sound.
"If what I expected is right, this blood-colored brilliance has the effect of invading people's minds," Zhang Duoyu calmed down, and with a wave of his sleeves, a rolling black cloud appeared out of thin air, protecting everyone from the illumination of the blood-red brilliance, "Brother Lingdao, you wait and stay in the ghost cloud for the time being, and I will enter the light gate to find out." ”
"Brother Ghost Devouring Dao, no! Although your cultivation is superb and superior to me, but this is definitely not a reckless opportunity! I will urge the Shangjun Talisman now to inform Lord Yuan Eclipse of the scenery of this place!"
"It's useless, you'll see when you look back. ”
Zhang Duoyu's faint voice came in through the thick black clouds.
A small opening spread out between the black clouds, leading Ling Yuanjun to look out through the small mouth, but he was extremely frightened to find that at some point, everyone had been shrouded in a huge translucent blood-red ball of light, and there was a dead silence in the curtain light of the ball of light.
"Ahh
The shrill roar reached everyone's ears again.
Even though he was already under the support of the black clouds, there was still a Yuan Monarch of the Primordial Realm who was gradually soaked in blood-red brilliance, and his face was distorted, and after a few breaths, he completely turned into a newborn blood-colored ball of light, piercing through the black clouds and merging into the huge spherical light curtain that enveloped everyone.
"Brother Spirit Induction, what should we do!!"
The remaining two Yuan Shen Realm Yuan Monarchs all looked panicked, and they gathered around the Spirit Primordial Monarch in panic.
The strange throbbing feeling of disappearing in the previous mind of Yinling Yuanjun surged wildly again at this time, and his heart was also extremely irritable, and he looked around in a daze, but subconsciously saw the quiet and solemn Shao Huangnian on the side.
Xuanqi cultivation was only a half-step Yuan Shen Realm, and the Shao Huang Nian's eyes showed a contemplative look, and after a while, he raised his head and said to the Spirit Guiding Yuan Jun: "Brother Yin Ling, if my expectations are good, this bureau should be laid down for the inheritance of the pre-tribulation realm, and we may just be affected by the pond fish." ”
"However, many forces have already agreed that the ownership of this pre-tribulation realm inheritance will be decided by the Qingyuan Society, and who dares to risk offending the Qingyuan Spirit Realm of the Cave Heaven Blessed Land to come and forcibly snatch it?" But now that all the supreme forces in the five major realms of the Middle Realm are preparing for the Dao Order Struggle after more than two thousand years, how can they come to snatch the inheritance of the First Realm?"
"What Brother Yinling said is good, so I can assert it at this time," Shao Huangnian's gaze passed through the rolling black clouds and looked at Zhang Duoyu who was standing in the air in front of that blue light gate, "Maybe Lord Ghost Devouring Yuanjun, who holds the inheritance of the pre-tribulation realm, is the real target of the mastermind behind the scenes." ”
"Impossible! You must know that behind Brother Ghost Devouring Dao is the powerful Lord of the Supervision Palace, Lord Taishang Xuzun! There is also the Taixuan Spirit Realm, which is much stronger than the Qingyuan Spirit Realm, behind him, who dares to touch him!" Yin Ling Yuanjun's face was ugly, and he directly shook his head and denied Shao Huangnian's words.
"There is also a terrifying possibility, I'm afraid that the spirit induction clan brother is just unwilling to think about it?" Shao Huangnian looked at the spirit induction Yuanjun fixedly, "If the person who made the move, is it from the Taixuan Spirit Realm?"
These words were like thunder on the ground, directly making the four people in the rolling black clouds silent in place, and for a while, the place was completely quiet.
Indeed, if the Taixuan Spirit Realm makes a move, it does have the ability to silently introduce everyone into the game, but ...... Why?
The inheritance of a pre-tribulation realm is impossible for the Taixuan Spirit Realm to put into the eyes.
But Zhang Duoyu had been meditating in the Taixuan Spirit Realm before this, and there was no existence of any powerful enemy at all, if the mastermind behind the scenes was not for the inheritance of this pre-tribulation realm, then what was it for?
Moreover, the Taixuan Spirit Realm has no reason to make a move against the Yuan God Realm Yuanjun of the Qingyuan Spirit Realm, although the Spirit Clan and the Demon Clan in the Three Days and Nine Realms have some old grudges, but these many caves and blessed lands in the Human Realm are not qualified to be involved at all.