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Chapter 390 Rule Seal

The old man's skin was as pale as a tree bark, his eyebrows were gray, but as his eyes opened and closed, a flash of light flashed, and his eyes were as if they could penetrate the void.

In front of him, there were seven stone statues, each with a talisman on the eyebrows. These seven talismans represent one person. At this moment, the old man's eyes fell on the talisman on the seventh stone statue. superior.

After a long time, the old man stretched out his right hand and pointed it on the talisman, then closed his eyes and began to ponder again.

After a few breaths, the old man suddenly opened his eyes, and murderous intent flashed through his eyes, and said gloomyly: "Last time the Immortal World sent a message, Zhu Wu's aura was discovered in the Hidden Immortal World, but our sect mobilized the power of Shanhai Pavilion to scatter all over the place, looking for All the suspicious clues were finally determined for these seven people. Among these seven people, everyone has a clear idea, only Chu Tian... Since he came from the Tianwu Continent, it was the latest incident. Then..."

At this moment, he suddenly frowned and stretched out his hand. A flame immediately appeared in his hand. While the flame was burning, there was a talisman that emitted a vicissitudes of life. This talisman and the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect In the battle arena, the woman in red gave out the same talisman as a special method.

The old man injected a thread of spiritual power into the talisman. Immediately, the flames around the talisman strangely merged into his hands. In his sea of ​​consciousness, scenes of Chu Tian on the battlefield of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect clearly appeared.

The old man was sitting on the cushion, but when he saw the scene in the sea of ​​consciousness, he suddenly stood up. The moment he stood up, the talismans at the foreheads of the seven stone statues in front of him were all burned, and the stone statue was also Then it collapsed.

Between the heaven and earth, a vast aura suddenly erupted from the old man's body, sweeping the surrounding sea of ​​clouds. The quiet sea of ​​clouds suddenly rolled like waves and became angry.

"The successor of Zhu Wu must be this person. You can't make a mistake. The colorful light and piano sound... are definitely good..."

In this solemn hall, with the sound of the old man, it suddenly became gloomy, mixed with the roar of the sea of ​​clouds around it, and for a moment it was like the Nine Nether Hell.

"My Golden Phoenix is ​​responsible for the rise and fall of the Jin clan. As long as it is done well at this time, our clan will definitely be able to receive great rewards from the Immortal Emperor. In this way, among the five clans in the fairy world, our Golden Clan will definitely become the strongest of the five clans," the old man's eyes Looking at the sky, my eyes suddenly became dim and my voice became much lower. I said in a voice that only he could hear: "Brother, my Jin Fengzi fought with you in the Three Realms, and almost died many times, and I am worthy of yours. Trust, but I, Jin Fengzi, are from the five tribes of the fairy world. For the glory of my Jin clan, I had no choice but to be sorry at that time."

"You know now that I, Jin Fengzi, betrayed you back then. Those guys are also children of the five clans. Besides, we also advised you back then. As long as we hand over the human language, we will still be Brother, you can also become the number one person in the three realms under the Immortal Emperor, but if you choose to break with us for the sake of the false honor and dignity, then you will be unable to blame us.”

"If you don't die, your remnant soul will be destroyed. All our five tribes will be implicated, but you are unwilling to give up and choose to fall into the path of reincarnation. Moreover, you have found a successor over the years. You can't blame me for being cruel and ruthless,"

"Just, just..." The old man's voice gradually trembled, and a hint of panic appeared in his eyes.

"But why I can't detect your breath on this Yunchuan Continent? Where did you go, you don't even care about the safety of the successor. You...you...you...you are dead or not," the old man said to himself. In the middle, his expression suddenly became ferocious, he looked up at the void outside the hall, his face becoming more gloomy.

"But even if you don't die, how can your remnant soul be restored to its peak over the years? If you can't recover, then why should I be afraid of you?"

The old man's expression was even more ferocious, and his eyes showed a huge murderous intent.

"But why the breath of heaven and earth remaining in the Hidden Immortal Realm is so powerful? Have you recovered? No, it is impossible... it is impossible..." Thinking of myself, I personally went to the world where Hidden Immortal Realm was located. When the remaining combat aura captured with powerful magical powers, Jin Fengzi's mind trembled. It was precisely because of the appearance of that aura and the transmission from the fairy world that he launched Shanhai Pavilion at all costs and started a crazy investigation.

He has been practicing Taoism for more than ten thousand years. Since the remnant soul of the second generation of the human emperor Zhu Wu was removed, he has not been able to remain stable for a day and often fall into a terrifying feeling.

This feeling also made him often recall the scene of fighting on the battlefield with their brothers.

These memories were once forcibly sealed by him with great perseverance and supernatural powers, but the battle in the Hidden Immortal Realm several months ago made his sealed memories come like a storm.

After a while of silence, the old man gritted his teeth, and the murderous intent in his eyes became more and more crazy. He murmured: "Even if you really recover from your peak, I can let you die once, but I can let you die again, behind my Jin Fengzi, They are the five tribes in the fairy world and the most powerful immortal emperor in these three realms.”

Jin Fengzi's eyes flashed and he slowly sat on the cushion again. After pondering for a long time, he closed his eyes again.

"Chu Tian, ​​your various artistic conceptions and supernatural powers have not revealed anything that makes me doubt. Even because of the Shura fingerprints, I once thought you were the descendant of the soul evil, but only the same thing, the colorful piano sound, these three realms In the middle, the only ones who can practice Taoism with the sound of the piano are Zhu Wu and Hunsha. It’s ridiculous that Hunsha thought he had seen the greatest conspiracy in the world and wanted to choose to transform the Tao to destroy the plan of the Immortal Emperor. Otherwise, it would be impossible for my Shanhai Pavilion to It is even more impossible to suppress his Soul Evil Sect so easily, and it is even more impossible to occupy the entire human world so easily."

"However, even if you have practiced the colorful piano sound technique, your cultivation is too weak now. If Zhu Wu was at its peak, take the soul-scaling technique as an example. If he had the magical artifact Red Spirit in his hand, he could not only be able to stabilize the soul, but also be able to The spiritual energy movement that is fixed in the sky and the sky of the world is sealed with any spiritual fluctuation of cultivators, and can even stop the passage of time. Unfortunately, you have no time to practice these things,"

"You are in the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect and you are going to participate in the sixth-level sect competition. Now there is a crack in the passage of the Demon Realm, and the guys from the Demons are starting to feel uneasy again. Just borrow their hands, besides the Soul Evil Sect, as for you, Let you live longer, not only that, I will let you enter the crack and make more achievements for my human world. The pregnancy path in the hidden immortal world cannot be destroyed. I will wait for me to get pregnant. After the magic circle at the Tao is repaired, whether it is Zhu Wu or you, this time, you will never let you survive," the white-haired old man Jin Fengzi opened his eyes, and suddenly sparked a golden spear hit in his eyes.

He seemed extremely cautious about killing Chu Tian, ​​but it was not Chu Tian, ​​but Zhu Wu, and the various plans given to him by the Immortal World in the Human World, so he had to think about it thoroughly. He will never leave recklessly if he makes perfect preparations.

In the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, on the top of Tianhuo Mountain, Chu Tian sat in the pagoda temple, holding fragrant tea in his hand, and the breath of the magical artifact, poured into his body madly along his eyebrows, gathering in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Feng Qinghai and Feng Tianrong were chatting with Chu Tian. Feng Tianrong said very little, but Feng Qinghai seemed to be very interested in Chu Tian's magical powers and artistic conception, as well as the rumors of Qinglin Sect, and kept striking indirectly to satisfy his heart. He was curious, and even mentioned Murong Tai, who suddenly appeared and instantly killed Tianjizi.

If it were normal, Chu Tian would probably not care about it, but now, for his injury, he actually risked offending Shanhai Pavilion to investigate and sent Longjiaoyan out. Now he secretly absorbed the magical artifact Chi Ling from others. As the power of the soul of the instrument was continuously absorbed, the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth in the tower temple became more and more strange. In order to attract Feng Qinghai's attention, Chu Tian had to look as usual and talk to Feng Qinghai with a smile.

However, he naturally would not satisfy Feng Qinghai's curiosity. Although the words covered with clouds and mist were mostly perfunctory, they also made Feng Qinghai amazed at his artistic conception.

"The so-called magical art is nothing more than the resonance between the thoughts of Tao in the heart and the heaven and earth. The form exists in the heart, the Tao exists in the bones, and the thoughts exist in the meridians. Only in this way can one operate freely and achieve the supreme Tao..."

Just as Chu Tian told the story, the void in the pagoda temple was twisted again, and a monk who looked like an elder appeared respectfully, stood in front of Feng Qinghai, bowed and said, "Longjiaoyan has been taken, please take a look at it,"

Chu Tian looked plain and didn't even look at Longjiaoyan, but continued to tell the story. Feng Qinghai even looked at him and thoughtful, as if he hadn't heard the elder speak.

A full stick of incense passed, and Chu Tian finished speaking, his eyes swept at the elder holding Longjiao Rock in his hand.

Feng Qinghai turned his head with unfulfilled feelings, but he smiled bitterly in his heart. Although Chu Tian had said it for a long time, he knew that what the other party said was of no use to it, but it seemed to be useful.

At this moment, seeing the elder standing upright, he withdrew his mind and coughed dryly, and said in a deep voice: "You present it to fellow Daoist Chu to see it."

The elder respectfully claimed that he was, walked up and stopped in front of Chu Tian. With a wave of his hand, a stone as big as a head suddenly appeared in his hand. He respectfully held the stone and presented it to Chu Tian.

Chu Tian looked at it carefully, his eyes condensed, and the rock was covered with dense power of rules, and he couldn't help but look at Feng Qinghai.

Feng Qinghai smiled bitterly again and said, "When the great master of Shanhai Pavilion left, in order to prevent the dragon soul from escaping, and to prevent us from doing anything, he completely sealed the dragon horn rock with the surface of this stone. We cannot lift the power of the rules..."

Chu Tian frowned slightly, and understood why Feng Qinghai was so generous before. Looking at Longjiaoyan covered with the power of rules in front of him, he chuckled: "Since that's the case, let Chu flower in this tower temple. Some time is broken,"


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