Emperor Luan looked at Ji Feixue in white and smiled lightly.
Ji Feixue's power has exceeded the scope of the lower world. Unless he is ready, Ji Feixue takes the initiative to enter the Fenghuang Palace like last time. Otherwise there is no way to counter it.
Luan Emperor would never know how to summon the ancestor. Emperor Luan would not summon them before he gained the power to talk to his ancestors on an equal footing.
The cage shone brightly in the sky, and the formation outside shone in response to the Baiyun Palace. The power of the formation was actually strengthening!
Emperor Luan smiled, his eyes passing over the people in Xuanhuang and landing on Ji Feixue in white: "It's a pleasant surprise. I didn't expect that the formation outside the prison was left by the master of Baiyun Palace."
He looked at Ji Feixue and laughed: "You guys in Xuanhuang, it's still too late to retreat now. The prison is our clan's divine weapon. This place was left by our clan's ancestors. You are all powerful, why bother to rob my clan?" treasure?"
As he spoke, a light flashed in his eyes, and his power emanated. The white clouds that had just returned suddenly rolled up thousands of cloud waves.
Ji Fei Xue smiled sweetly: "It's indeed a surprise!"
Let’s just say that the prison formation and restraint techniques are somewhat familiar, but Nizi was quite domineering in her previous life!
She touched the Xuanhuang Token of quality x5 in her hand, thinking about whether she should let that little girl Yaya borrow the Xuanhuang Token to take over the Baiyun Palace and give Emperor Luan a surprise?
Taking over Baiyun Palace, Baiyun Palace might have a chance to break the restrictions outside the prison. Try another way to jailbreak.
Ji Feixue chuckled, and everyone looked at her: "Eldest Princess, could you break out of prison?"
Ji Feixue shook her head: "It's difficult, but it doesn't matter. This place has nothing to do with the title of emperor. It is reserved by my mysterious and wild power. You can explore it as much as you like."
As she spoke, she took a little Xuanhuang Ling in her hand and shot it into the depths of Baiyun Palace.
Anyway, he stumbled, and he was tricked by his wife. This order was temporarily handed over to Xuanzhen for safekeeping. Surprisingly, Xuanzhen knew what to do.
In terms of Taoism, the current headmaster of Gui Wangshan is not the best, but in terms of methods, even Ji Feixue admires him a little. If Xuanzhen could have been born tens of thousands of years earlier, Ji Feixue would not need to be troublesome to suppress the emperor. Guiwangshan might be able to lead all the ten immortal sects.
Give Emperor Luan and Xuanzhen a stage, and the world will be wonderful!
Ji Feixue smiled, moved her lotus steps lightly, and blocked Emperor Luan, preventing him from entering the White Tiger Ruins. Emperor Luan smiled calmly and grabbed a piece of cloud, turned it into a dragon chair and sat down.
With Ji Feixue's clone in front of him, he didn't dare to act rashly, but Ji Feixue didn't expect to make any big moves either, it was just a stalemate. It won't be long before all of Ji Feixue's clones will be sucked into the heavenly prison, so why bother arguing about this moment?
Neither of them moved, and no one else dared to move.
Only in the White Tiger ruins, magical powers and spells soared into the sky, and the roar of sword beasts filled the surrounding area!
In the prison, Ji Feixue, who was dressed in red with black stripes, slowly opened her eyes.
With a smile on his face, he was struck. But it doesn't matter, she is not a god, and she makes mistakes many times.
Thousands of years ago, when fighting against Bai Ling, unless the world was sealed off and fought with real swords and guns, he would be hit eight out of ten times.
That Nizi's fortune-telling ability was beyond her reach.
But it won't happen in the future. In this era, if she really signs a marriage contract with her young husband, she will be tainted by her young husband's spirit, and her fate is unpredictable. Even if Bai Ling comes back, it will be impossible to predict her.
Ji Feixue sneered, but she was not at all worried about her situation. Instead, she looked at the prison with great interest.
From the outside world, this heavenly prison is just an ordinary cage, but it is inlaid with formations to show a bit of glow.
But looking inside the cage, this place is actually a secret realm.
But this secret realm gives people a strange feeling. This was not formed when the heaven was sacrificed to the prison, but was later refined by the prisoners in it.
This method...
Refining the corpse!
There are prisoners who kill their fellow inmates here and refine their energy into this secret realm. And it’s not just refining one person!
Although the man never escaped from prison, he no longer had to live in a cage.
Feel the breath, there are still living people here, half-dead ones! The smell is extremely ancient.
The person Bai Ling imprisoned in his previous life? Why not kill him directly?
Ji Feixue was curious, floating on the ground an inch without her feet touching the ground, and walked towards the secret area of the prison.
But at this moment, a flash of sword light flashed by, and Ji Feixue dodged aside and looked towards where the sword light came from.
A scimitar. Behind the scimitar was a young man from the Yuan Zun clan, holding the sword and looking down at her.
"People from the Xuanhuang World? Hehehe, I haven't eaten it in a long time! It's still such a thin skin and tender meat."
The young man grinned, his eyes were red, and there was madness in his eyes.
After tens of millions of years of imprisonment, it is impossible for anyone to remain calm.
Killing intent and ruthlessness appeared in his eyes at the same time: "It's a pity that it's only the seventh level. It would be great if it were the little lady who pushed open the immortal gate. The meat is so chewy!"
Concubine Ji Xuedai frowned slightly, but a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Hands?"
This Yuan Zun clan is not a complete person. This is a human hand that has forcibly condensed the entire body. However, his body should have been completely cut off from its roots and cannot truly condense at all. At this moment, it looks specious, like a hand that has become a spirit. generally.
"Bai Ling... No, Bai Yin slashed it?" Did Xiao Nizi have such swordsmanship in her previous life? It's quite eye-catching.
As soon as he heard Bai Yin's name, the young man fell into madness: "Bai Yin! Bai Yin! It is indeed Bai Yin!"
It was Bai Yin who plotted against him! Such a large formation cannot be set up by an idiot like Yuan Xan! Only the Immortal Lord can do that method of tearing off the stars with his hands and turning them into attacks!
Baiyin transformed into Yuan Xuan, and not only did Xuanwu deceive the idiot Fu, but he also used his tricks to surround and kill him!
Although the prison is isolated and I don't know what is happening outside, my entire body is gone. The root cause has been completely cut off, and it is impossible to resurrect!
He, the dignified Immortal Lord of the Yuan Zun clan, only has one hand left!
How powerful can one hand be? He tried to commit suicide, but after he died and was resurrected, he still had one hand and was still in prison here.
Ji Feixue watched him go crazy quietly. This hand doesn't know whose hand it died in. It's really like Na Nizi's behavior. You don't know how you died after beheading you, and you are even grateful to her.
The young man gasped for breath for a long time, then looked at Ji Feixue with his blood-red eyes, and a few words popped out between his lips and teeth: "Kill you!"
Even a pig in Xuanhuang World deserves to die!
I'll kill you at the seventh level of Treading Heaven, refine myself into the secret realm of this recipe, use the secret realm to break out of the prison, and one day I can break out of the formation!
He raised his hand and slashed at Ji Feixue with his sword.
Ji Feixue took a step back. She escaped the light of the sword just a short distance away. A pair of beautiful eyes fell on the scimitar, and she praised: "What a great sword! What's its name?"
The young man sneered: "Since you were killed by me, you should know my name. My name is Zhen! The sword master of the Yuan Zun clan!"
Ji Feixue was slightly startled and shook her head slightly with a bit of disgust: "Sorry, I didn't ask you. I asked for the name of the knife."
Yuan Zhen was startled for a moment, and his face was cold: "Tell me your name, and the knife that kills you will be named after you!"
How could the divine weapon of the Yuan Zun clan leave its name behind in prison?
Ji Feixue smiled sweetly: "Okay! Then this sword will be famous as Snow from now on!"
Unfortunately it was a scimitar, Ji Feixue preferred a narrow horizontal sword.
There was cruelty in Yuan Zhen's mouth: "Okay! I'll kill you with the snow blade! You are only at the seventh level of Sky-Treading, but you should be proud to die under my clan's divine weapon!"
He jumped forward and struck with his sword. The sword flashed across Ji Feixue, but it still couldn't reach it.
Yuan Zhen frowned: "Not today? The law of time?" Has the Xuanhuang World broken Yuan Zun in these tens of millions of years? Got the authority of the Yuan Zun clan?
He was shocked, but when he saw Ji Feixue clearly he breathed a sigh of relief: "No, it's specious, it's not the time!"
what exactly is it? Yuan Zhen looked at it, but still couldn't understand it. Although he has the original appearance at this moment, he is still essentially a hand. It is difficult for a hand to be as knowledgeable and thoughtful as the main body.
However, no matter how stupid he is, he can still see that this seventh-level sky-treading person is a true genius in the Xuanhuang world. If he continues to practice, he will definitely have a chance to open the gate of immortality.
How wonderful it would be to kill such an existence!
He instantly became excited. The monks in the Xuanhuang World were different from the Yuan Zun clan. The Yuan Zun clan relied on their authority to push open the immortal gates much more than those in the Xuanhuang World. But their combat power was much lower. Even Xuanhuang's heaven-defying Seventh Level Heaven-Stepping One could defeat their Immortal Sect beings.
The genius of the Land of Dao is not just for fun.
"The original name of this sword!" A genius should be treated as a genius, and he should know what kind of treasure he is dying in the hands of.
Yuan Zhen's aura changed instantly, and the scimitar in his hand buzzed. It was no longer the same as the ordinary sword just now. The blade flashed with azure light, and it was like cutting into time, striking straight at the other side towards Ji Feixue.
Ji Feixue was not surprised but overjoyed. A hairpin flew forward a little and hit the blade of the knife. With a crisp sound, the hairpin broke into three pieces, but the scimitar was also knocked back by the hairpin.
Yuan Zhen flew backwards and looked at Ji Feixue in shock: "Despicable! You are not at the seventh level of the Sky!"
It's just a hand that bullies him, not his eyes. Can't you tell?
How can he have such power if he is on the seventh level of the sky? This woman is not far from being an immortal!
Damn it! The Xuanhuang World is plotting against his sword! Although this is an artifact of the Yuan Zun clan, it has been trapped here for tens of millions of years and its power has dried up, which is when it is most vulnerable!
Baiyin had planned how to snatch the original sword tens of millions of years ago!
"It's called snow!" Ji Feixue chuckled, returned from the other side, and pointed one hairpin after another toward the scimitar: "You have the same name as me, and you are destined to be with me!"
In this era, there are no materials for refining such a magical sword. We are short of a handy weapon!
Yuan Zhen's expression changed, he slapped his chest with his palm, and spat out a large mouthful of blood on the scimitar. The scimitar instantly exuded a powerful and evil aura, and he slashed towards Ji Feixue.
A cold light flashed in Ji Feixue's eyes, "You are wasting your natural resources and hurting my precious sword!" How can such a knife be used like this? Using essence and blood to stimulate the power of the artifact is to consume the original source of the scimitar and unleash the true combat power of the Immortal!
She snorted coldly, put a little hairpin in her hand, and pointed it at the scimitar.
Yuan Zhen's eyes flashed crazily and he beheaded her! As long as he beheads her, an almost immortal being, even if he is imprisoned for tens of millions of years, he will not be afraid of consumption!
The scimitar slashed down, instantly shattering the hairpin and annihilating the strange woman.
Yuan Yi was stunned and didn't feel the slightest bit happy. He was a hand, but he was not stupid! The scimitar's slashing force continued unabated, and he cut open the space with one strike, then jumped in.
Even if you open a space in the prison, you can't reach the outside world, but you can avoid attacks.
The woman who was chopped into pieces is fake! The real nature took the opportunity to attack him. He knocked out of the space and was already at the very edge of the prison secret realm. He rushed out. A red shadow appeared on the opposite side of the crack. The fingers of Ji Fei's snow halberd were nailed into his eyebrows one by one.
It was like he broke through the space and specifically hit the woman's hairpin.
With one hit, Yuan Zhen's human form disappeared, leaving only one hand holding the handle of the knife. However, the hairpin picked up the whole hand, and the scimitar Ding Ling fell with a clang.
Concubine Ji Xuelian stepped lightly on the scimitar, hairpinned it a little, and stabbed the palm in front of her. A thought came from the palm: "I am the immortal of the Yuan Zun clan, how can you kill me if you are not an immortal?"
As soon as his thoughts came out, his entire hand was completely shattered and turned into ashes and dissipated.
Ji Feixue flipped her hand, and the scimitar fell into her hand. She struggled to get rid of it, but was suppressed by Ji Feixue's talismans one after another.
This sword is so magical that it is impossible to exert the true power of the scimitar with just one hand. It is precisely because this sword is so powerful that it is difficult to condense the spirit of the weapon, so she has the possibility to conquer it.
There was a flash of light in the void next to him, and a hand reappeared. This hand was resurrected very quickly.
A thought emerged from the palm of his hand unscrupulously: "Even if you try to reverse the source, you can't kill my Yuan Zun clan. I will live forever, but you will not live forever. One day I will wipe you out!"
Ji Feixue chuckled, pointed out again, and turned the palm into fly ash.
But a moment later, the hand came back to life again. Looking at the scimitar in Ji Feixue's hand, a taunt came: "With the blood of the Wuyu Yuanzun clan, you still want to control my clan's artifact? It's a wishful thinking!"
Ji Feixue raised her head and looked at him. She said nothing, but a smile appeared in the corners of her eyes: "I know why Bai Yin kept you."
She turned over the scimitar in her hand and slashed towards the palm of her hand.
"The Yuan Zun clan cannot be killed. I just refined the scimitar into it. I put the sword back into the furnace and remade it into what I like."
The hand was still taunting him. He turned around and walked away after hearing these words, but the light of the sword had already fallen. The sword struck his arm, but it did not cut him into pieces, but instead suppressed him.
Ji Feixue flipped her palm, and there was an additional weapon refining furnace.
In terms of combat power, there are Taizu, Fengzu, and the first ancestor of the imperial family. Ji Feixue may not be the strongest, but when it comes to weapon refining, Ji Feixue's elixir and weapon techniques as early as two to three hundred thousand years ago, Just stand alone in the world.
I don't know how many powerful people wanted Ji Feixue to help her refine weapons and elixirs.
The palm and the scimitar were thrown into the refining furnace at the same time. Several kinds of true fires rose in the refining furnace, including sun true fire, phoenix true fire, dragon flame, unicorn fire...
A scream rose up in the refining furnace. Ji Feixue seemed to have not heard it. She threw each material into the refining furnace. After thinking about it, she took out a few more things. However, it was not her own reserves, but Su He's. Earned from the inner treasury of Fenghuang Palace.
Ji Feixue chuckled. My husband should be willing to let her use some materials, but that toad will definitely be depressed for a long time.
As materials were thrown in one by one, the screams and curses and threats in the refining furnace gradually became quieter, but they were still full of resentment: "I am the Immortal Lord of the Yuan Zun clan, and this sword is the sacred weapon of the Yuan Zun clan. During this trip, you will definitely know how to do it." Trigger a war between the two races!"
Ji Feixue chuckled softly: "If you can summon the surviving Yuan Zun clan, I would like to thank you."
It would save trouble if they could be gathered together to annihilate them all at once.
The palm of the hand in the refining furnace suddenly froze. At this moment, with the influx of various materials, the palm of the hand melted like ice cubes, but it could not feel it. A word lingered in the palm of the hand: lingering...
"You lied to me!" A strong consciousness suddenly burst out from the palm of his hand.
The dignified Yuan Zun clan is immortal, how can they linger on? !
Ji Feixue smiled and stopped replying. A handful of gold sand was thrown in, and Yuan Zhen's whole palm melted. It turned into a stream of green energy and was refined into the scimitar.
The scimitar buzzed, and intermittent thoughts came out: This is... a divine weapon of our clan, not an immortal... I am trying to refine it... looking for death...
Before he had finished conveying his thoughts, he saw a woman in white clothes and a woman with the same appearance as Ji Feixue suddenly appeared in the prison. She stepped out and merged with Ji Feixue.
Ji Feixue's momentum suddenly soared!
The thoughts emitted by Yuan Zhen trembled sharply. He was obviously at the seventh level of the Sky, why was he so powerful! !
This woman gave up her chance of immortality to improve her combat power?
How stupid!
As if she knew what he was thinking, Ji Feixue smiled softly and said: "I am a divine dragon who has survived the catastrophe!"
After the catastrophe, you will have eternal life! Her immortality does not need to depend on the Immortal Sect!
The scimitar could no longer convey any thoughts, it only buzzed and trembled.
Ji Feixue chuckled, danced with her fingers, and used the palm of the Yuan Zun clan's Immortal Lord as a guide to refine the aura she didn't need in the scimitar bit by bit.
…
Ancient, starry sky!
The sun is rising, but darkness is still the theme in the starry sky.
Stars were flying rapidly beneath him. Su He was sitting next to Bai Yin, carrying a turtle shell on his back and dressed in prime minister's uniform. The stars were shining brightly in front of him.
Baiyin chuckled: "The starry sky like this is not beautiful. If you look at it too much, you will feel lonely. The starry sky must be seen on the ground to have charm."
When you are in the starry sky, when you look at the stars, they are just a bunch of stones. Sometimes the eyes are too good or bad, and a lot of beauty will be lost.
Just like a mortal woman, no matter how beautiful she is, in Su He's eyes, her whole skin is lumpy and rough.
Only a true fairy, nourished by the true spiritual power, can be perfect.
"Let me show you something nice!" Baiyin smiled, stretched out his green jade finger, and swiped it in the sky. The floating stars instantly started to move according to the rules, and the entire starry sky was moving, like a meteor shower, with stars all over the sky. The brilliance flashed across the head.
Astonishingly beautiful.
The silent starry sky is actually a bit sad and beautiful.
Su He and Bai Yin lay back on the ground at the same time, looking at the stars quietly. The body of the spirit snake was used as a pillow, which was very comfortable. Su He pressed the turtle shell into the ground slightly, making himself lie down on the same level as Bai Yin.
In addition to Baiyin's pride, he still stood tall and proud even when he was lying down.
The toad is like a frog climbing a tree, hanging on the neck of the spirit snake.
"Sister clan, are you afraid of attracting the attention of the Yuan Zun clan with such a big move?"
Baiyin waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "Don't worry, it's just that the ten-year trajectory of the stars is condensed into this moment. Only you and I can see it. In the eyes of others, everything here is as usual."
It's not an illusion, it's an ability involving time.
"Isn't time a restricted area for monks?" Su He asked in a low voice, and Bai Yin laughed: "So we can't be a monk anymore, we have to be reincarnated!"
Even the Immortal Lord cannot afford the consequences of playing with time. This is also one of the reasons why Baiyin does not believe that the Immortal Lord can transcend time during the ancient heavenly period.
If there really are immortals who can do this, why don’t we see them now?
When Baiyin said this, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked into the depths of the starry sky: "The temple guards are here!"
(End of chapter)
