A group of people even quarreled.

At this moment, the figure named Lord Xiejiao let out a charming laughter, Wan'er was pleasantly sound, and at the same time carried a strong evil spirit.

"What are you worried about? Tianqi is already injured. In about a month, he will degenerate into a degenerate true spirit. At that time, we should take advantage of his changes and absorb his strength."

"As for the black hall, now that Lord Mozun comes in person, he may not be able to open all of them, and absorb all the power. We can only open a small part, so let's do it like this."

Heavenly Chess!

This is the arrogance of Tianweizong!

Unexpectedly, they have thoughts about this man, and they say that he is about to fall!

In the words, other information is even more amazing.

Her charming voice continued to come out, and the voice seemed to have the effect of a phantom bell, which confuses people's minds.

"Nowadays, the beasts are the most worthy of our worry. There are also dark beasts among the beasts, and it may not be necessary to get a foot in them. They are our real enemies."

Dark beast!

This is their enemy.

Between the beasts and the human race, there are two major camps, and now the magic cultivator has said so.

After she finished speaking, a black light suddenly appeared from her waist, flashing constantly, as if she was conveying some information.

Suddenly, she chuckled lightly.

"Some people are surrounding the black hall, and they have arranged a lot of formations. There is movement in the hall. They probably don't know that we exist. Let's go and find their trouble."

"Yes! Lord Xiejiao!"

Afterwards, a group of people was gradually shrouded in black mist, became transparent, and disappeared in place in a strange hidden way, as if they had never been here.

At this moment, Ye Wudao and others, who were unaware of what was happening in the outside world, had already completed their preparations.

"You're done!"

"Several Cloud Mist Sect strangling formations, the arrangement was successful!"

Tianwei's expression also became excited, and his eyes were full of fighting intent.

"Okay! Then everyone take a rest, break through these rocks and dirt, and explore the black hall!"

At this moment, just after setting up the formation, everyone was exhausted, but there were still important tasks, and the rest time would not be enough, so I quickly meditated cross-legged and began to swallow the elixir to restore spiritual energy.

Ye Wudao and the others were not idle either. While recovering, Ye Wudao was also indirectly trying to check the authority of the formation to see if Yun Qing had moved his hands and feet and played any tricks.

Obviously, Yun Qing was not too wary of them, and the authority was opened.

Especially the strangling formation, now if Ye Wudao wants to open it, he can easily open the control.

Time passed by minute by minute.

An hour later, Tian Ming flew into the air and summoned a huge golden mirror.

"let's start!"

On the giant mirror, golden light shone in all directions.

The gigantic golden light, with a very terrifying depressing aura, rolled towards the black hall covered by the rocks.

In an instant, the dust broke away.

Under the dust, the dark ancient hall appeared in front of everyone.

Above, there is a very dark atmosphere.

In front of him, the light sources around him were all dimmed.

Everyone had to arrange more light sources again to illuminate a lot here.

However, Rao is so, it still looks very dark.

Tian Ming's hands trembled, and after feeling the dark aura, his face instantly became ugly, and his heart was a little scared.

It is really this dark aura, it is too thick and dark, even he can't resist it, and he feels a great sense of crisis, as if there is a giant thorn behind his back, which can pierce him at any time.

He quickly closed the giant mirror, and the light faded.

"Brother Tianming?" Yun Qing looked at him in amazement.

Isn't it already decided to start now, just start according to the plan, won't it be fine?

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