Variety Mountain, Thousand Machine Gate Headquarters, take the meaning of thousands of machines.

It is rumored that the Hundred Variation Mountain is mysterious and unpredictable, shrouded in mist, and it changes every day, if there is no Variety Gate identity token, even a Shinto powerhouse will be lost in the Hundred Variation Mountain.

Inside the Hundred Variation Mountain, in a gray temple, a lamp of the Soul of Honor slowly burned.

This is the core of the Thousand Machine Gate, the Hall of Soul and Life!

In the Soul Hall, there is a soul lamp on the upper floor of the door!

A few gray-clothed guard disciples stood bored at the door of the temple, looking drowsy.

"Hey...... This job of guarding the Soul Hall is indeed comfortable, but it's too boring......"

A young man with a slender figure and a handsome face snorted and said helplessly.

The Hall of Destiny is the top priority, at the core of the Thousand Machine Gate, the scenery here is simple, empty and calm, which is already depressing, coupled with the old architectural style, gray visual images, everything is quite boring, easy to make people mentally exhausted.

Hearing this, the faces of several other older guard disciples changed, and they hurriedly asked him to stop his mouth.

"After all, it's the Hall of Souls...... It's nice to be cozy, it's nice to be cozy......"

After all, it's good that there is no accident in the Soul Hall, but if something happens, it will definitely be a shocking event!

The newcomer didn't understand, but they, the old people, understood that once there was a movement in the Soul Hall, it meant that the storm was coming, and that atmosphere made people kneel in fear!

"Poof~"

At this moment, a faint voice sounded.

"Huh, there seems to be movement?"

Several veteran guard disciples jumped in their hearts, and they were a little frightened, trembling to check the life soul lamp!

"Puff~~"

The moment they turned to check, several small voices rang out in succession.

Seeing this, the guards disciples' faces turned pale in an instant.

"This ...... This is the voice of the soul of death......"

"In an instant, just in an instant, the fire of the five life souls was extinguished!"

"It's upside down!"

“......”

At this moment, even the newcomer turned pale and realized that something big had happened.

Those who can leave the soul lamp in the Soul Hall are all Shinto powerhouses!

And it's the core Shinto powerhouse in the Thousand Machine Gate!

And the extinguishing of the soul lamp means that the soul is scattered and the primordial spirit does not exist!

In other words, in just a few moments, five Shinto powerhouses fell!

This is a Shinto powerhouse, even in the entire Lingbao Realm, he can be regarded as a pinnacle figure!

The fall of five statues in an instant, with the strength of a thousand machine gates, can be regarded as a big loss of strength!

"Hurry, hurry...... Report it!"

After recovering from his daze, the guard disciples hurriedly took out the communication jade plate and told them about the earth-shattering events that had happened here!

In a moment, a strong man arrived, middle-aged, dressed in a gray robe, with a very ordinary aura on his body, like a fortune teller in the mortal world.

Seeing that the five life soul lights went out, his whole body burst out with a mysterious and terrifying aura in an instant, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Xiong'er, he's dead?"

"Boom!"

Then, the sound of breaking wind sounded, and a strong man of the Thousand Machine Gate rushed over, and he was furious when he saw this scene!

Since the establishment of the Thousand Machine Gate, there has never been so many life soul lamps in the Life Soul Hall in one day!

"No matter who it is, no matter where you are hiding, I want you to return it ten times as much as I want from you!"

The gray-robed middle-aged man looked more and more vicious when he heard this.

He sat cross-legged, and a golden wheel rushed out of his eyebrows!

Above the golden wheel, the stars are dotted, forming a mysterious formation.

The arithmetic of the Thousand Machine Gate is unique, called the Thousand Machine Technique, and the warlock who cultivates the Thousand Machine Technique is also called the Thousand Machine Master.

Every thousand-pilot has his own thousand-machine hexagram!

And this golden wheel is this gray-clothed middle-aged thousand machine hexagram treasure!

As the existence of the Thousand Machines Sect, the Thousand Machines Technique is second to none, and the gray-robed middle-aged Thousand Machines Golden Wheel is also extremely extraordinary!

Refined with gold and jade, absorbing the qi of a thousand machines, it has long been psychic, and even gave birth to gods!

It's just that this god is very weak and still in the process of being conceived.

"Boom!"

The gray-robed middle-aged man pinched the seal with his hand, and shot out a stream of spiritual light that submerged into the golden wheel, and in an instant, the golden wheel was full of brilliance, and the whole trembled slightly.

Phantoms flashed from the golden wheel!

After a moment, his face turned pale and his eyes widened in astonishment.

"How is that possible?

Didn't even deduce the murderer?"

With his Thousand Machines technique, supplemented by the Thousand Machines Golden Wheel, even if he is a Saint Dao powerhouse, he can calculate one or two, but now he has not calculated the slightest, could it be that the murderer's strength even exceeds the Immortal Saint Realm?

This made his heart go up and down, and he was a little bottomless.

But when he thought of the death of his most favored son Qianchenxiong, he gritted his teeth: "Come again!"

But this time, it was only a moment before a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Poof!"

Seeing this, the Qianjimen people outside the Soul Hall were shocked one by one: "This ...... Is this the backlash of a thousand machine techniques?"

"Backlash?"

The gray-robed middle-aged man took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the fear in his eyes: "This ...... How is this possible?"

"Alas!"

At this moment, a soft sigh sounded.

In the Hall of Destiny, in front of the gray-robed middle-aged man, a white-clothed middle-aged man suddenly appeared in the void.

"Change the object of the calculation, and you will get a glimmer of answer......

I have a thousand machine gates, maybe there will be a big disaster!"

......

"It seems that the rumors are true......"

Looking at the cloud of mist in front of him, Ling Jiuxuan raised his eyebrows slightly and muttered.

When they came to the vicinity of the Hundred Variation Mountain, they saw a layer of mysterious fog blocking in front of them, followed by ethereal and illusory mountains, which seemed to be real and false, and there was no trace.

Even with Ling Jiuxuan's strength and the use of powerful spiritual sense, he would not be able to see through the mysteries.

"Xiao Qi, can you find out what happened behind these mysterious fogs?"

Ling Jiuxuan turned his head and looked at the Divine Hidden Sanqi.

"Little Seven?"

Shen Yin Sanqi did not answer directly, but frowned and asked rhetorically, with a hint of annoyance in his beautiful eyes.

"Please call this princess 'Venerable God Princess'!"

Seeing this, Ling Jiuxuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and immediately a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, and he seemed to ask seriously: "Hey, Xiao Qi, what were you talking about just now?" I didn't pay attention just now. ”

The mysterious Tibetan Sanqi Dai frowned slightly, and said: "I said, please call this princess 'Noble God Princess'!"

"Oh, I see, Little Seven. ”

"You!"

Shen Shen Sanqi's face was slightly gloomy, and he seemed to be very angry.

This big bastard definitely did it on purpose!

"I say it one last time, please call this princess 'Venerable God Princess'!"

"I said I know, Xiao Qi, can you be serious. ”

Looking at Shen Ming Sanqi, whose face was getting more and more stinky, Ling Jiuxuan said with a peaceful smile, looking like a patient and very good elder, very tolerant of naughty children.

I said...... You big bastard!"