Zhao Huaizhong stretched out his hand to grasp it, and outside the window, the clouds over Xianyang gathered and descended, falling into his hand.
In the realm of saints, the synergy of heaven and earth makes the magic follow.
The clouds that fell into Zhao Huaizhong's hands stirred up, thunder and lightning surged, and he was forced into the inside of the Yin Cao.
Crack!
The inside of the Yin Cao exploded and was baptized by countless thunders. The thick Yin Qi that had been accumulated before suddenly fell into pieces and dissipated completely.
Thousands of miles away, inside the mountain gate of Yinnu Sect, there was a cracking sound.
Xia Si looked at a gap in the middle of an ancient stone platform in front of her with a gloomy expression.
"The Sacrifice Yincao was suppressed so quickly... I can't feel the aura of Feixianjuan at all, it's like it doesn't exist anymore."
Xia Si originally wanted to try to open the underworld late at night, but unexpectedly, not only could she not open it, but she also made herself very uncomfortable.
Xianyang, Chujun Mansion.
Zhao Huaizhong took out an ancient bronze mirror from a small gourd, which was the Kunlun Mirror.
In some records about the Kunlun Mirror that he has collected in recent years, it is said that one of the powers of the Kunlun Mirror is that it can illuminate the Nine Netherworlds and survey the human world and the underworld.
Zhao Huaizhong used his magic power to push the mirror to emit a ray of blue light, shining it towards the pores on the surface of the underworld.
Chapter completed!