― In the previous revision, it was written yesterday that Wu Yue'e's title to Meng Sheng was mistakenly written as a family teacher, and it should be the ancestor, and there is a lot of difference between the two generations.

A bright moonlight sprinkled in the air, but it flickered forward extremely fast, and the cold light of the sky that could be seen by people was a residual phantom, and even many low-level monks in the Western Wilderness were surprised that they could actually see the real bright moon in the yellow sand sky of the Western Wilderness, and called friends to come and watch.

Meng Nishang came to "visit", naturally using the most generous escape method, and would not turn into a wisp of cold air to steal in, nor would she move through the air.

When he was approaching Tianji City, suddenly the dark green mist around him was filled, enveloping Meng Nisheng in it, and a sound of "Meng Daoyou stops" sounded in his ears.

Meng Nishang did not force a breakthrough, but showed a plain white figure, her eyebrows swept lightly, her face was stunning but indifferent and negligent, and she did not have the slightest emotional fluctuation for the halfway interception of the curse spring, and a bright moon rose behind her head, releasing pieces of clear and beautiful moonlight, ethereal as a veil, dreamy and beautiful, cold to the bone, and keeping the dark green mist out. Wherever it shines, these mist begins to assimilate and dissolve in the Guanghan Immortal Light

After this round of bright moon, the entire figure of Meng Nishang was shrouded in an illusory vast moon, every inch of clear light, every piece of moonlight, as if it had been transformed by many kinds of words.

At the same time, the howling cold wind blew, and countless exquisite and abnormal snowflakes that seemed to be condensed by the laws of heaven and earth fell, and they were about to turn the vicinity into an icy and snowy land, faintly overlapping with a virtual ice and snow world, and the power of the ice and snow avenue was integrated into it.

Meng Nishang didn't say a word before he started directly, and the Curse Spring True Monarch was almost caught off guard, but fortunately, he was also a Heavenly Immortal True Monarch who had advanced for more than 3,000 years, although he had only cultivated the three immortal techniques related to voodoo to the fifth order, but he was also quite close to the Great Dao, and his heart was as pure as a mirror, reflecting thousands of things, and he reacted dangerously, and he also understood that Meng Nisheng's heart was very strong, and it was definitely not words that could impress, so in the dark green mist that rolled back, twelve dark green wooden dolls appeared.

They are old, quaint, and eerie, and their faces are painted like children's graffiti, with their eyes, nose, mouth, and other facial features, either crooked eyes and slanted nose, or large mouths and small eyes, and they eerily present 12 expressions, such as laughter, crying, anger, hatred, resentment, sorrow, sadness, and greed. These dolls are only the size of a palm, but the clothes on their bodies are of different colors, gorgeous and exquisite, just like the clothes of a real immortal family, and they are the natal spirit treasure of the Curse Spring True Monarch "Dutian Witch Spell Puppet".

As soon as it appeared, dense yin green and massless thin lines appeared in the rolling dark green mist, emanating from its body, and Yan Zhong entered the void, and the faces of several of the puppets were still distorted and changing, and they almost became like Meng Nishang several times, but unfortunately they all fell short, but with the blessing of those yin green thin lines, a virtual and simple withered yellow scarecrow also appeared in the dark green mist, and every straw and every expression was full of resentment. The incantation is also like countless words transfiguration, which can withstand the Guanghan fairy light, cold wind, ice and snow.

There is constantly a dark green mist that melts into the light gauzy Guanghan fairy light, or is frozen into a thick layer of frost by snowflakes and cold winds, and there are also constantly Guanghan fairy light, snowflakes, and cold winds that strangely collapse and disappear after touching the dark green mist.

Meng Nishang's heart is as calm as a 10,000-year-old ice lake, even if with the changes of those "Dutian witch spell puppets", bursts of love, hate, joy, happiness, resentment, anger, affection, and desire pass through her heart, but there is no trace of the goose, leaving no trace of the power of the witch spell, making the puppet change always inexhaustible

"I have heard that this woman is Yu Weather Fortune Clock, and her mind is firm and outstanding, and the perseverance of the Dao Heart and the Great Dao far surpasses her peers, and now she is well-known at first sight, just more than a thousand years of cultivation, whether it is the natal spirit treasure or the immortal art, it is not inferior to the old man. Curse Spring Zhenjun secretly sighed, if he waited to see Meng Nisheng's various fifth-order ice and snow and Taiyin immortal techniques, he was afraid that he would be sad. ...,

While performing voodoo immortal magic to hold on to Meng Nisheng, the curse spring Zhenjun was on high alert, and the borrowed Tongtian Spirit Treasure was not triggered, for fear that even if it was used, Meng Nishang would be able to hold it for a few moments, so that the people of the Penglai Sect would enter the city with the Tongtian Spirit Treasure, and even if they killed the Voodoo Sect, they would have enough time to return to Meng Nishang.

Outside Tianji City, half of the sky had a blizzard, and there was a bright moon inside, and half of the sky was covered by dark green mist, like a swamp miasma.

In Tianji City, in the main hall of Tianji Mansion, Lin Xuantong was clear about the situation outside, but he did not have the slightest fear or worry, dressed in sackcloth, walked out of the apse leisurely, stood at the top of the main hall, and several disciples immediately stepped forward to stand aside, waiting for orders.

"The next step should be to officially announce the founding of the Voodoo Sect. "The old woman Venerable who had a lot of wrinkles was excited in his heart, and he didn't have any doubts about whether the Seven Great Sects could break through the two True Monarchs to join forces, that was absolutely impossible.

Lin Xuantong saw that the number of people was scarce, and he didn't mind, anyway, when the sect really gained a firm foothold, it would be able to stand alongside the seven major sects, or even surpass other sects, and be on an equal footing with Guanghan and Penglai.

"Thank you for coming to my Voodoo Sect today. Lin Xuantong's deep magnetic voice sounded.

But at this moment, a dark golden sword light like heavy earth flew in from the gate, slashing straight towards Lin Xuantong, accompanied by a voice with hidden grief and indignation: "Before the Voodoo Sect opens a sect, it is necessary to settle the blood debts one by one. ”

The dark gold sword light sword intent is Ling Ran, between the changes, I don't know how many small sword lights have been separated, immeasurable, and like a deep earth, the mountains are overwhelming, wrapping Lin Xuan in the same group, under a sword, it can be arranged into an immortal array, and it can explode between square inches, and it does not affect other people in the hall, it can be seen that the swordsmanship is very extraordinary.

Lin Xuantong was not in a hurry, a flag appeared behind him, the banner seemed to be cut from ordinary linen, old and dirty, there were twelve dark green ghost painting runes on it, and the voodoo magic power was deeply contained in it, it was the Three Tribulations Pure Yang Magic Weapon Mai Divine Banner given by the Curse Spring True Monarch, it gently unfolded, and the twelve chaotic words that seemed to be human faces flashed with a subtle dark light, constantly evolving and combining, and finally formed two dark green weird Taoist characters of "collapse and scattering".

As soon as these two words appeared, the deep earth surrounding Lin Xuantong and the overwhelming mountains immediately collapsed uncontrollably, and soon turned into a dark golden majestic and heavy flying sword again, flying over a majestic man in white mourning clothes in his thirties with a beard who stepped in from the main entrance of the main hall.

However, it was not easy for Lin Xuantong to repel the dark gold sword light, not only did the two dark green weird Dao characters of "collapse and scatter" disappear, but even the Mai Divine Banner was swaying, and the dark light flickered and dimmed, and a trace of blush flashed on his face, obviously the flying sword was in line with the Mai Divine Flag

After the bearded man failed to kill Lin Xuantong with a sword, he did not rush to attack, but circled the dark golden flying sword in front of him and bowed to the Tianji Palace: "Teacher Yunyi, disciple Wei Boshu has come to avenge you." Thoughts rolled in my heart, recalling the acquaintance with the Yunyi real person of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance.

He had a small adventure, so he stepped into the path, and during the qi induction period, he fell into a desert illusion and found a corpse with this thick earth carrying sword next to it. According to the jade slip left by the corpse, he is a loose cultivator Wu Qiang, and he is extremely lucky in his life, and he seems to have been favored by God, not only when he met the dying Jindan Grandmaster, he got his storage bag, but also when he was in retreat and cultivating, there was also a mouthful of the Second Tribulation Pure Yang Magic Weapon that flew directly into his arms, and as for the death tribulation, he avoided it several times or three times.

Relying on this, he has taken risks all his life, and the benefits of the realm are continuous breakthroughs, but he will meet ghosts when he walks at night for a long time, and how can he not wet his shoes when he is often by the river, when he seeks the opportunity of the high-grade Jindan, he was targeted by a Yin God real person, although he escaped by luck with the thick earth sword, but it is seriously injured and difficult to treat...,

Alerted by these last words, Wei Boshu has always been a low-key cultivation and advancement, but after Yuan Ling, the magic weapon of the Three Tribulations of the Thick Earth Sword, taught a sword cultivation method called "Houde Sword Technique", he turned to this road, but because what he had learned before was really shallow, and what Yuan Ling taught was profound, so Wei Boshu tried to find a sword cultivation teacher to teach.

Later, by chance, I met Yunyi Zhenren, got his guidance, and formed the friendship of half a teacher, and since then, the cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, 800 years of primordial gods, and 1,000 years of catastrophe.

Lin Xuantong sneered: "Lin Mou has killed many monks in his life, how can you be afraid that others will seek revenge, Wei Daoyou, you can come."

The dark golden sword light lit up, vast and heavy.

In the heavens, earth, mountains, rivers, and caves, the thunder of all colors such as purple, blue, gold, silver, white, and black shines, the thunder roars and shakes the sky, tens of thousands of miles of thick glaciers cover the earth and peaks, cold and deep, although Shi Xuan can't change the laws of heaven and earth here at will like the power of the three decays, and even can't mobilize the power of the entire small world like the power of the two decays, and let the laws of heaven and earth completely suppress Jing Mingzi, but he can also control part of the laws of heaven and earth of the small thousand worlds to a limited extent, weakening the strength of Jing Mingzi.

This was Shi Xuan's fighting inspiration from his repeated suppression in the Nine Shadows Great World.

Seeing that Jing Mingzi was on guard but didn't make a move immediately, Shi Xuan understood that he was a little hesitant, after all, it was really unwise for a Heavenly Immortal True Monarch with a long life and a bright future for others.

There was no relaxation in his heart, but on the surface, Shi Xuan was light and light, picked up the teacup, and took a sip to put pressure on Jing Mingzi.

"What a terrible tea. Shi Xuan almost didn't squirt out the tea, and scolded secretly in his heart, Qing Suo, this monkey is really not suitable for making tea! Go back and punish it for writing the "Heavenly Outer Qing Ming Chapter", that is, one of the five true legends of the Heavenly Sword Sect, if Qing Suo can be sorted out completely, the Penglai faction will have one more sword cultivation true tradition, and the same is true for Ziying Sword's "Floating Light Zixiao Chapter".

Jing Mingzi is a middle-aged true monarch, elegant and handsome, pay attention to appearance, this kind of monk often loves his life more than other monks, he is under the protection of the light of the cave candle micro realm, after a few moments of rapid rotation of thoughts, he has a decisive smile and said: "If it were someone else, the poor Dao would not mind drinking tea with Taoist friends and discussing the mysteries, sitting and watching the tide rise and flow, but the old man of the curse spring and I have lived and died together several times, and we have saved each other's lives, I am really sorry!"

As soon as the words fell, all the clear light of the cave candle micromirror merged into one, and the hole shone towards Shi Xuan like a hole.

Instead, Shi Xuan, who had been prepared for a long time, moved his mind, and the green rope beside him turned into a wisp of ethereal, sharp, and positive cyan sword light to greet him. The Heavenly Immortal True Monarch really points straight to his heart, his mind is as firm as a rock, it is extremely difficult to convince, and he is very decisive!