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When the heroes had their own intentions, the twelve nebulae in the sky suddenly changed. The thorns on it crumbled and vanished, and the twelve nebulae themselves became a blur.

As the twelve nebulae turned, a gray cloud dragged up, and finally joined together, and the whole sky became chaotic.

Immediately afterward, a whirlwind suddenly blew from the place where it had disappeared, sucking the chaotic gray nebula into it.

The boundless sky was also affected and began to turn, and the long-lost thunder sounded again at this time, and the light of lightning pierced the sky.

With the change of celestial phenomena, the twelve pillars of the altar hummed loudly. The twelve rays of light were several times thicker, and they rushed straight up with the momentum of thunder.

At the same time, the surface of the huge ball of light shone brightly, and seven huge beams of light intertwined and shè out of the sky.

Twelve rays of light and seven beams of light converged in the void. At the intersection, a brilliant beam of light of incomparably large beams of light came out flat and straight to the cliff behind the altar.

On the top of the cliff, a piece of darkness can be faintly seen, like the entrance of a cave, and the darkness suddenly becomes brilliant under the colorful light.

There seemed to be a person standing at the entrance of the brilliant cave, but it was so blurry, like a phantom, that the heroes who looked up couldn't tell whether it was virtual or real.

The Thousand Spirits God changed, and he reluctantly stood up and moved towards the back of the altar, his steps were indeed so heavy.

Seeing Qian Lingzi's perseverance, the Confucian Monarch couldn't help but be moved. At first, it was hard to believe that he could break through the martial arts by chance, but at this time, when he saw Qian Lingzi like this, there was still the slightest suspicion, and he then struggled to stand up and slowly approached Qian Lingzi.

Qian Lingzi gritted his teeth with hatred for the Confucian Monarch who was against the sky. If it weren't for the Confucianism blocking his way, his situation would not have become so passive. At this time, the Confucian Emperor did not give up his attention to him at all, and he was already chasing after him, how could this not make him secretly call him unlucky.

However, this qiē has become a reality, and the original intention of sharing some news to others was to make the situation more chaotic, and he could take the opportunity to fish in troubled waters. He never thought that this qiē would become an obstacle to his progress.

Qian Lingzi was approaching the cliff behind the altar step by step, and the Confucian Monarch of the Heavens was also approaching him step by step.

Regarding the actions of the Confucian monarch against the sky, Qian Lingzi was speechless for a while. His biggest hope is to reach the bottom of the cliff as soon as possible, so he can only put the Confucian Monarch aside.

For Qianlingzi, if the stone pier is the first opportunity to enter the cave, then it has been lost. The masked young man used a shield that the Traceless Blood Sword could not break, even if he was conceited, he was self-aware. Then this cliff will be the last and only chance.

Qian Lingzi secretly slandered to himself, the cliff was in front of him, but it was so inaccessible. He couldn't help but glance back, and his thoughts were full of thoughts: According to the ancient books, as long as the cliff prohibition will temporarily lose its effect when the entrance of the cave is opened, then I can take the opportunity to enter the cave. It's a good thing for me to come again, and I must let you know how good I am when I have a chance.

Time passed, and Qian Lingzi reached the bottom of the cliff one step ahead, and jumped up from the cliff with a bend under his feet.

As Qian Lingzi had expected, the prohibitions around the cliff had lost their effectiveness, and he climbed to the top of the cliff without any hindrance. However, the cliff is as steep as this, but the climbing speed is pitifully slow, even if there is a strong light foundation, it is still a little insufficient.

The Confucian monarch was stunned, and suddenly knew that Qianlingzi really had a ghost. He didn't feel like speeding up his pace but couldn't get it, but he was still hindered by this inexplicable power.

Half a moment later, Qian Lingzi had already climbed to a height of twenty zhang, but the Confucian Monarch was still worthy of reaching the bottom of the cliff, and he hurriedly bent his feet and jumped up.

Suddenly, a huge ball of light above the altar changed again. With a series of muffled "bangs", a thick beam of light suddenly threw out from the ball of light, and passed into the cliff cave along the brilliant beam.

Soon after, the newly formed huge beam of light quickly converged, and the end of the beam seemed to be full and shiny as if it was wrapped in something.

The mist-muffled cave did not dim immediately after the huge beam of light was closed, and I saw that there was still a faint glow of light, and I didn't know what it was.

The Confucian monarch stood in place in surprise, and forgot to go up the cliff for a while. Qian Lingzi still climbed the mountainside, but it looked extremely difficult.

The crowd around the altar, especially the black-clad masked men, couldn't help but get nervous about this.

Just now, after the huge ball of light inhaled the swollen ball of light, the thudming sound became louder and louder. Under the roar of the sky, the huge ball of light also flickered and flickered.

Under the gaze of the people, the ball of light shrank at an incredible speed, and a white light and shadow gradually became clear. Looking closely, there are seven bright rainbow rays of light around the white sè light and shadow, and people can't help but think of the seven things that have disappeared for a long time.

The red rì that had disappeared from the sky showed a halo again, and the hazy nebula around the halo was long gone, leaving only boundless translucency, and the earth began to have a trace of afterglow.

The brilliance on the twelve altar pillars also disappeared when the red rì was first exhibited, and those strange patterns loomed in the red rì afterglow.

The multicolored light on the stone pier also weakened by a few points, and two figures were faintly visible lying on their backs in the light curtain.

At this time, the ball of light in the sky had become too small to be smaller, and he could even see the light robe unfolding without wind, see the long black hair fluttering up, and see the slightly slender figure standing in the ball of light.

Gradually, the ball of light began to fall down along the pillar of light on the stone pier, and the light on the stone pier had become very dim.

The skyrim gradually got rid of the darkness, the red light became more and more intense, and the earth became extremely red.

Although the heroes in the altar had been freed from the shackles of that powerful pressure not long ago, they had forgotten for a moment that they had attacked the people of the valley again, and they were all amazed by the strange changes in the sky.

The carefree people had nothing but a little excitement on their faces, but Mei Lingxuan's eyes were already shining with excitement.

However, after a while, the ball of light, which had shrunk by an unknown number of times, finally fell, and came to an eerie halt half a foot above the stone pier. Around the sphere of light, seven pieces of light surround it.

From the white-robed young man's hands in the ball of light, two thumb-thick yellow-green sè rays of light shone out, and they disappeared into the eyebrows of Ji Wuwu and Qingfeng Jushi who were lying on the stone pier.

After a cup of tea, the white-robed young man spat out obscure words and gently called, "Are you all right, wake up!"

Qingfeng Jushi and Ji Wufu, who were wrapped in the five sè light, did not react to the words of the white-robed young man, except for a slight flush on their faces, there was no other change, and I don't know if it was because of the light of the red rì or the improvement of the qi.

Not long after, surrounded by the light of the stone pier, a wisp of black blood was faintly visible from the corner of their mouths.

Qian Lingzi, who was halfway up the mountain, trembled all over, as if she was enduring inhuman pain. With all his might, he raised his right arm and grabbed at a protruding rock above his head. However, this forbidden force was still unexpectedly powerful, and his raised arm quickly hung down again.

Qian Lingzi held on for less than a moment, and finally it was still difficult to support it, and slowly slid down to the bottom of the cliff.

The Confucian Monarch was surprised by the white-robed young man who suddenly appeared, and even more surprised by the incomprehensible method of persecuting drugs. The martial arts that could save two poisoned and dying people at the same time with a single raise of his hand were simply the only ones he had ever seen in his life, and this kind of martial arts was completely beyond the scope of his understanding.

The ball of light around the white-robed young man finally disappeared, but the seven rays of light still swirled around the young man.