At this time, the silver-haired girl had appeared in the space for a moment. There was nothing else in it, only a mysterious array of five colors of light.
And in the sky above the light array, there are several large gold characters and the Five Dragon Seals suspended.
"This treasure has actually been born."
The girl, who had always been expressionless and as cold as an iceberg, opened her eyes wide and her face was full of surprise. After a while, her face turned gloomy again.
Waving her jade hand, she cast several mysterious spells with extremely powerful techniques. Along with the simple spells, an indescribable demonic energy suddenly emerged from her body, which was extremely shocking.
Even the entire space trembled for a moment, as if it was about to collapse. However, the Ice Soul Demon Ancestor just stretched out his hand and pressed it, and everything became quiet again.
All the demonic energy was poured into the formation in front of him using secret techniques like a whale taking water.
Woo...
It was as if the mountain wind was blowing, and then the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling reached the ears. The formation was restrained, and then the dark magic light suddenly burst out.
Spirit world.
Two more large black characters came into view, and no matter how she cast the spell, she could not get any more detailed information.
"Could it be that the Five Dragon Seals are obscured by something? I don't know. Those old monsters in the spirit world are also confused at this moment. As long as the Five Dragon Seals don't fall into their hands, they will have no idea.
We in the devil world are already very lucky."
The Ice Soul Demon Ancestor said to himself: "It's just that the trouble is big, so I can't ignore it. However, there are hundreds of small interfaces in the spiritual world. If you want to find them, wouldn't it be like looking for a needle in a haystack? Huh, now is not the time to invade the spiritual world.
Mature, but once the Five Dragon Seal comes out, there will be a lot of blood, and those old guys in the underworld will not be able to sit still at this moment."
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The predictions of the Ice Soul Demon Ancestor were not wrong at all. After the birth of the Five Dragon Seals, the five kings of the Yin Division immediately had clues that King Asura had fallen. However, for millions of years, there have been legends in the Yin Division world.
, the king has not lost his soul, and will come back to this world one day. Therefore, the Asura clan does not have a new king, but only has an acting clan leader.
On that day, the patriarch had a secret meeting with the five kings. Subsequently, the spiritual world discovered a large number of spies from the underworld disguised as humans and demons.
The purpose is unclear, and everyone has been given a secret technique to prevent soul searching. Once caught, the information about this mission in their minds will be automatically destroyed.
Every interface in the spiritual world feels like facing a formidable enemy, knowing that after all, only a very small number of powerful beings have emerged from the Five Dragon Seals.
The underworld's actions are very provocative. Could it be that they have plans to start a war between the two realms?
For a time, there was a tremor, and no one knew the true purpose of the Yin Division. Moreover, God knew how many spies sent by the Yin Division had slipped through the net.
The turmoil is far from over, but it seems that all this has nothing to do with Lin Xuan. The power of the Five Dragon Seals certainly surprised him, but things have to be prioritized. The issue of the Five Dragon Seals will be raised later. The only solution is now.
, is to leave this place of wrong as quickly as possible.
Therefore, Lin Xuan did not hesitate, released his spiritual consciousness, and confirmed that the incarnation of the poisonous dragon ancestor had died, and then he flashed to the top of the island.
This treasure hunt was really full of twists and turns. Thinking about the experience, Lin Xuan was dripping with cold sweat. He didn't dare to delay. His eyes swept over the small island below him, which was full of devastation. Although the two of them fought, intentionally or unintentionally, they tried to avoid it.
Even though I came here, I still suffered some damage.
With his spiritual consciousness sweeping over, Lin Xuan quickly determined the location of the cave just now. Although it had been razed to the ground, the treasures should still be intact.
As the thoughts in his mind turned, Lin Xuan flicked his sleeves and robes, and a five-color ray of light flew out. Rolling on the rubble, seven or eight bulging storage bags appeared in front of him.
At this time, there was no time to check, Lin Xuan put them back on his waist, then flicked his sleeves and saw a flash of green light, and a small spirit boat flew out.
At this moment, he was penetrated by the opponent on his right chest and lower abdomen, and the injury was quite serious. Of course, Lin Xuan planned to use the spirit boat to rush on, and sit on it to adjust his breathing a little.
The thought in his mind turned around, and he saw a flash of green light on his body, and then appeared in the middle of the spirit boat. Lin Xuan stretched out his finger, and a buzzing sound came into his ears. The spirit boat was wrapped in a ball of green light and headed towards The laser shot passed in the distance.
Soon, it disappeared into the sky.
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A month later, in an unknown sea area.
The chirping noise of the demon birds reached my ears, mixed with the screams and yells of the monks.
It was now in the morning, and the thick fog had already dispersed under the sunlight. The sea surface was rugged, but there were drops of blood from time to time. This small area of the sea had been dyed red.
Just above the sea, a fierce fight is in full swing, with fairy swords crisscrossing and auras flying. In terms of strength, high-level immortal cultivators may not be able to take a direct look at it, but the brutality is shocking. So shocking.
Low-level monks have the same sufferings as low-level monks. Even in the resource-rich spiritual world, low-level monks will always make up the majority. The more advanced they are, the thinner the proportion.
They are pretty good, at least they have a sect they can rely on.
But it's just the low-end kind.
In the sky, more than a dozen monks were desperately trying to use various magic weapons and talismans to fight fiercely with a strange bird that was about ten feet long and had a single horn on its head.
Among the dozen or so monks, half were men and women.
The leader is a middle-aged man in his forties, who has about the cultivation level of the early stage of foundation building. As for the other men and women, they are all just disciples of the spiritual stage.
Although those strange birds look ferocious, their magical powers are not worth mentioning. They are just first-class low-grade monster birds. Fighting alone, they are no match for these monks, but there are many of them, as many as two to three hundred. First of all, the situation is naturally very unfavorable to mankind.
If the fight continues like this, they will most likely be wiped out.
The middle-aged man's expression was extremely gloomy, and then a scream suddenly reached his ears, but it was a male disciple who died, and his neck was broken by the demon bird.
However, his body did not fall at all, but was eaten by more than a dozen ferocious birds. The sky was filled with blood, and the disciples were horrified to see it.
The middle-aged monk sighed, as if this scene finally made him make up his mind, and a look of determination flashed in his eyes.
"Yan'er."
"Uncle Third Master, what are your orders? If we don't come up with an idea, we will all perish here." The speaker was a young girl of seventeen or eighteen years old.
Her hair is as black as a waterfall, her face is like an oval, her nose is small, and especially her eyes attract special attention. She seems to be able to talk while looking at her.