Chapter 1807 Nai He Bridge, Wangxiang Terrace

Zhao Yifan didn't hesitate, he smiled indifferently at Mo Wuxian and said-

"No problem at all, besides, that's what I originally planned, father. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"Once the reincarnation realm is constructed, according to Xiang'er's heritage, I think that the three Chaos Realm powerhouses are not worth one of him. ”

Hearing this, Mo Wuxian resolutely waved his hand and said decisively-

"In order to avoid long nights and dreams, let's arrange it quickly. ”

"This little fellow, once he understands our father and son's intentions, will definitely try his best to curb it. ”

Hearing this, Zhao Yifan immediately joined forces with his father Mo Wuxian to arrange it without any hints.

Mo Wuxian was originally a powerhouse that was infinitely close to the middle stage of the Chaos Realm.

At the beginning, the head of the Mo family deliberately drove his son, who was extremely close and trusted, to the Yan ** domain.

The son who was trusted by the head of the Mo family was Mo Wuxie's biological father, and his cultivation was amazing, and his talent was amazing.

Mo Wuxian inherited his father's peerless wisdom and his mother's kindness, and was quite favored by his father when he was very young.

Whatever he owns, whether it is a treasure or a supernatural power, he gives it all he has, and there is no pity.

Therefore, Mo Wuxie's body and cultivation foundation are quite deep.

If it weren't for his father's summoning and having to rush back to the star field where the Mo family was located, his development prospects would be better.

But even so, in the Yan ** Domain, relying on his personal efforts alone, he had cultivated to the peak of the early stage of the Chaos Realm.

From the middle stage of the Chaos Realm, it seems to be a negligible line.

Otherwise, how could he secretly leave a trace of divine thought under the cultivation and control of the powerful Qin Zongheng?

No one knew how powerful this trace of divine thought was, and Mo Wuxian almost hid all the magical powers he knew in it.

This trace of divine thought is almost comparable to the nine-rank half-step Chaos Realm, and it can also exert some of the magical powers that belong to the powerhouses in the early stage of the Chaos Realm.

As soon as Mo Wuxian made a move, Zhao Yifan saw the strength of his father.

Immediately, Zhao Yifan judged that in the reincarnation realm, if there is a move from the father, there is a great hope that the arrangement will be successful.

With a wave of Mo Wuxie's hand, the rules and rhymes of the Dao began to condense, and the first Nai He Bridge slowly took shape.

A gray river flowed slowly and weakly under the bridge.

The remnant souls of the monks and mortals in the Divine Ring World after their death suddenly rushed from all directions.

However, the gray river flowing slowly under the bridge rolled rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye for a while.

Countless remnant souls melted into the gray river like mortal blood, and the color of the river also changed from gray to light red.

Zhao Yifan also continued to strip the remnant soul that was contained at the beginning from his Dao rhyme and sent it under the Nai He Bridge.

Immediately, the wind gusted on the bridge, and at the same time, there was a sound of whimpering and wailing.

Mo Wuxian stood still, and his arm waved out again, but a lookout platform was formed outside the bridge.

The Wangxiang Terrace is earthy yellow, and there is endless nostalgia in front of it, and that nostalgia has condensed into countless dim drizzles.

The drizzle is falling, and the melancholy is even stronger.

The gray-yellow earth spreads around the high Wangxiang platform, and there are ghosts shuttling between the vertical and horizontal areas.

The three big characters of Wangxiangtai in ancient Liti continue to appear on the thick pillars on both sides of Wangxiangtai like flowing subtitles.

The three big characters are undoubtedly filled with a homesick atmosphere.

"Helpless, helpless, flowers fall, sad relatives go reincarnation......"

"Climbing the hometown, looking back, the back has gone away, the emotions have been ethereal, and the cold night accompanies me ......"

The song is miserable and miserable, one after another, interpreting melancholy and sorrow, but the bridge and Wangxiang Terrace reflect the gloom and bitter mist.

There is no need for Mo Wuxie's orders, Zhao Yifan has perfected the Dao rhyme for the Nai He Bridge and Wangxiang Terrace derived from his father.

However, the river under the bridge was strengthened by Zhao Yifan's rules of Taoism, and constantly turned into various Taoist rhymes.

These rhymes are also constantly integrated with the Nai He Bridge and Wangxiang Terrace almost perfectly.

The second Nai He Bridge has already been derived from Mo Wuxie.

The fog on the bridge body gradually blends and rolls together with the rhyme of the river channel under the bridge.

The second high Wangxiang platform appeared, and together with the Nai He Bridge, it added a bit of the yin and underworld atmosphere of the reincarnation realm.

"Oh my God, this this, this Zhao Xiang kid, why is his reincarnation realm so difficult to arrange?"

"The Divine Ring World is too strong, right, why do you have to arrange so many bridges and lookout platforms?"

Hearing this, Zhao Yifan also nodded with wide eyes-

"Originally, it was good to arrange one, after all, it was the arrangement of two soul bodies in the early stage of the Chaos Realm. ”

"Our father and son also took into account that Xiang'er is very special, and also made a plan in case of emergency, that is, to arrange two seats. ”

"But it's not enough to just set up two, we have to continue to arrange. ”

"If I continue to arrange it, it will be very difficult for me to finish. ”

"After all, there are a huge number of remnant souls who have perfected the Nai He Bridge and Wangxiang Terrace Dao Yun. ”

"I just don't know, father, how many Refining Yin Soul remnants do you still have in your hands?"

Looking at Zhao Yifan's shocked, joyful and worried expression, Mo Wuxian also spread his hands helplessly and said-

"The Father's existence is also extremely limited, and it was previously estimated that there would be a maximum of two seats. ”

"I didn't expect Xiang'er's Divine Ring World to be so perverted. ”

"I must arrange the third seat, or whether I want to arrange the fourth seat, I can't figure it out for the father. ”

"However, now that we have reached the most critical moment, we have reached the point where the energy is not enough to arrange the reincarnation realm. ”

"How can this be? If we stop immediately, our father and son's efforts will be in vain. ”

"If you don't stop, the two Nai He Bridges and Wangxiang Terrace that have just been laid out will explode immediately......"

Before his father Mo Wuxian finished speaking, Zhao Yifan lost his voice -

"Self-explosion, this is worth it? Two Nai He Bridges, Wangxiang Tower, that ...... and that"

Zhao Yifan's face turned pale suddenly, and he didn't dare to continue, because he thought of the consequences in his eyes from the self-explosion.

I wanted to do a great deed, but while I was doing it, how did this good thing suddenly turn into a bad thing?

For a while, Mo Wuxie, Zhao Yifan's father and son were so anxious that they had nothing to do.

What about being experienced, and what about being powerful?

They never thought that there would be a problem with Zhao Xiang's reincarnation realm arrangement.

And this problem is not that they are inexperienced and not strong, but that they are based on the most basic energy.

It was not until this time that their father and son really realized the meaning of the Qiao daughter-in-law's difficulty in cooking without rice.

Just when Mo Wuxian's father and son were remorseful and even painful and anxious.

A voice suddenly sounded, and the two of them felt in their hearts.

"Two, until now, you will hide it from my eldest brother Xiang. ”

"In the Divine Ring World, I once stored a batch of spirit beasts, and in the original spell world, there were many spirit soul beasts. ”

"But to call so many spirit beasts, I'm a realm spirit, and I don't have that much authority. ”

"This is the identity of the realm master, so that he can move freely. ”

"Inform him quickly, don't hesitate any longer. ”