Floating Immortal Order - 381

“Brother Yinling Clan, this place is not the Qingyuan Spirit Realm!”

Only half a step away from the cultivation base of the Yuanshen Realm, the Shaohuang Nian looked cold and solemn, stepped to Yinling Yuanjun’s side, and said in a deep voice.

Yin Ling Yuan Jun’s face was solemn, and the spirit of the soul was full of influence, but he did not notice the slightest abnormality in the light curtain of the realm wall in front of him. He glanced again at the “Du Ling Yuan Jun” standing still in place, and said in doubt: ” But in my induction, this is clearly…”

“No, there is one crucial thing missing from the Western Wall, which is enough to prove that this place is an illusion.” Shaohuang Nian pinched the seal tactic, and a pitch-black small sword came out from his sleeve like a rainbow. Directly passing “Duling Yuanjun” through his body, he brought out countless pieces of blood-red minced meat.

“You mean… the demon power!?” Yinling Yuanjun’s eyes were bright, “If it weren’t for you to remind me, I hadn’t really noticed it. When thousands of miles away, I could still vaguely perceive the western boundary wall. The surging demon power can wait until it is close, but there is no trace of demon power. This is indeed the biggest flaw.”

“This is too weird? Not to mention I’m waiting, Lord Guitun Yuanjun alone is one of the best in the sky, the ghost power cultivation base is already close to the realm of distracting the gods, and what ghost tricks can wait for me Without noticing it, everything is shrouded in?” A Yuanshen Yuanjun Yuanjun looked around for a week, but he sensed death and desolation, and there was a slight look of fear in his eyes.

“This is not an illusion,” Zhang Fu’s face became paler, and the feeling of life and death crisis in his heart had reached the unprecedented extreme. “Look at this’Ling Duling Yuanjun’.”

After being penetrated by the dark sword-shaped magic weapon of the Shaohuang Years, a blood-red blazing brilliance appeared from the wound. The brilliance seemed to have been nourished enough, blooming like a flower, forming A ball of extremely bright blood-red light swallowed the “Princess Ling Yuan” in an instant, surging and changing in the midair, causing everyone’s face to shine with a bloody red light.

“Where is this place? This is not the Qingyuan spirit world at all!!!”

A Yuanjun of the Primordial God Primordial Realm was shrouded in blood-red brilliance, but suddenly hissed and roared, his eyes were full of mania, staring firmly at the many-foot-high biscuit that “Duling Yuanjun” came out of. The cyan light gate, as the demon power flowed, directly turned the rainbow into it.

“Shaojinghe, don’t go!” Before Yin Ling Yuanjun’s voice fell, there was a screaming scream from the green light gate, and there was no more sound after a while.

“If I expected it to be true, this bloody brilliance has the effect of invading people’s minds,” Zhang Fanfa calmed down. Between waving his sleeves, a billowing black cloud emerged out of thin air, protecting the people from the blood red. The radiance of brilliance, “Brother Yinling Dao, wait for a while and stay in the ghost cloud, I will enter the light gate to find out.”

“Brother Guitun Dao, no! Although your cultivation is superb than me, it is not an opportunity to be reckless at this time! I will now urge Shangjun Lingfu to inform Master Yuan eclipse of the scenery of this place!” Yin Ling Yuanjun looked anxious, took out a jade talisman exuding pure cyan light and urged it.

“It’s useless, you will know when you look back.”

Zhang Fu’s faint voice came through the thick black cloud.

A small mouth opened between the black clouds, and Ling Yuanjun looked out through the small mouth, but found with extreme horror that everyone had been shrouded in a huge translucent blood-red light ball. In the middle, there was a dead silence within the light of the ball of light, even though he had already activated the upper emperor’s order, but after the cyan light took off and flew out, it wandered endlessly on the edge of the blood-colored light, and could not break through. .

“what!”

The shrill roar came into everyone’s ears again.

Even though he was under the protection of the black cloud, there was still a Yuanjun of the Primordial God Primordial Realm who was gradually soaking in the bleeding red brilliance, and after a few breaths of distorted face, he completely turned into a new blood. The ball of light penetrated the black cloud and merged into the huge spherical light curtain that enveloped everyone.

“Brother Yinling! What should we do!!!”

The two remaining Yuanshen Realm Yuanjun looked terrified, and they gathered around Yinling Yuanjun in panic.

The strange feeling of throbbing that had disappeared without a trace in Lord Yinling Yuan’s heart was surging again at this time, and his heart was also extremely irritable. After looking around at a loss, he subconsciously saw a quiet and solemn Shao. Famine year.

Shaohuang Nianmu, whose profound energy cultivation is only half a step in the realm of the soul, showed a contemplative color. After a long while, he raised his head towards Yinling Yuanjun and said one word: “Brother Yinling, if I expected it to be good. , This game should be set up for the inheritance of the Tribulation Front Realm, I might just be affected by the fish.”

“But many forces have long agreed that the ownership of this pre-Tribulation Realm inheritance will be determined by the Qingyuan Society. Who would dare to take the risk of offending the Qingyuan spiritual realm in Dongtianfudi and forcibly snatch it?” Yinling Yuanjun looked at it. Outside the black cloud, the blood-red spherical light curtain that was gradually shrinking towards them, my heart became more irritable, “Moreover, to bring many Yuanshen realm Yuanjun, including Brother Guitun Dao, into the game, at least there must be a distraction three. The monarch of the realm can do it himself! But now all the most powerful forces in the five realms of the middle realm are preparing for the Dao order battle more than two thousand years later, how can they come to grab a triumphant inheritance? ”

“Brother Yin Ling is right, so I can assert at this time,” Shao Huangnian’s eyes passed through the billowing black clouds, and he looked at Zhang Fuan who stood in the sky before the blue light gate, “maybe holding on. The Lord Gui Tun Yuan, who is inherited from the pre-Tribulation Realm, is the real target of the black hand behind the scenes.”

“Impossible! Behind Brother Guitun Dao is the overwhelming power of the Master of the Supervision Hall, Master Taishang Xuzun! There is also a Supreme Profound Spiritual Realm that is much stronger than the Qingyuan Spiritual Realm. Behind him, who dares to move him!” Yin Ling Yuanjun looked ugly, and directly shook his head to deny Shaohuangnian’s words.

“There is still a possibility of horror. I’m afraid that Brother Yinling Clan is unwilling to think about it?” Shaohuang looked at Yuanjun Yinling fixedly, “If the person who made the shot is from the Supreme Profound Spirit Realm? ”

These words were like thunder on the ground, and directly silenced the four people in the billowing black cloud in place, and for a while, the place was completely quiet.

Indeed, if the Supreme Profound Spirit Realm makes a move, it does have the ability to introduce people into the game silently, but… why?

It is impossible for the Supreme Profound Spirit Realm to put it into the eyes of the inheritance of the Tribulation Front Realm.

But Zhang Fu had been cultivating quietly in the Supreme Profound Spirit Realm before this, and there was no strong enemy at all. If the black hand behind the scenes was not for the inheritance of this pre-tribulation realm, what was it for?

Moreover, the Supreme Profound Spirit Realm has no reason to take action against the Primordial God Realm Yuanjun of the Qingyuan Spirit Realm. Although the spirit race and the demon race in the three days and nine realms have some old grievances, there are many in the human realm. Dongtianfudi is not even qualified to be involved in it.