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When Xiao Wenwen first entered the Jimo Pavilion, as soon as his feet stepped on the stone slab at the entrance, there was a bone-piercing chill from the soles of his feet.

"Senior, look quickly." Huang Daoji called out.

"Knife·························································································································································· Bow. .

"It's really related to Tianwen Jianzong, and we can't get rid of it." Huang Daoji called out.

"What's the relationship?" Xiao asked, the feet were covered with a layer of frost, which was really weird.

Thinking about it, Li Huo Jue.

Xiao Wenwen wrapped a wisp of Lihuo under his body, but he couldn't see what the mystery of Jimo Pavilion was.

"Back then, Master and Junior Sister traveled all over the world, and once settled on the Tianwen Sword Sect." Huang Daoji said eloquently, and continued: "I remember that in the Tianwen Sword Sect, there were nine stone statues, and the people in the stone statues were all With different weapons."

"At that time, master and junior sisters and I were also very puzzled. The master asked aloud, why did the Tianwen sword sect enshrine other spirits in the name of the sword?"

"How to say it." Xiao asked rather curiously.

"I remember the Taoist of Tianwen Mountain, so he said casually. These nine stone statues are the nine people who established the sect of the Tianwen Sword Sect back then. Later, when these nine people traveled all over the world, only the patriarch who held the sword, When I came back from the four seas, I took the way of the sword as my way." Huang Daoji said, his eyes mixed with some thoughts.

Xiao Wenwen heard what Huang Daoji said, and then looked at the nine weapons on the Jimo Pavilion, pondering: "Shi Fangdong is the head, that is, the sword is the head and the bow is the tail."

"There should be one more at the end." Huang Daoji said, the corner of the Taoist robe stirred up a rumor.

"There's a flower on it." Xiao asked, looking at the Jimo Pavilion, where a bunch of peonies were falling.

"Hongmeng Lingmu." Huang Daoji murmured.

"Do not."

This Jimo Pavilion is just a hat of "Pandong", but it was used by Hongmeng Lingmu to block the two of them.

Xiao Wenwen reflected the handful of peonies in his eyes, and said lightly in his mouth: "The Art of Refining Wood...Chengxiang."

On his fingertips, there was a trace of wood spirit energy, which floated to the top of the Jimo Pavilion, and penetrated into the peony like a drizzle of moistening things.

In an instant, the flowers are like flowers.

"one flower one World."

When the peony dissipated in smoke, he uttered words and surrounded the Jimo Pavilion with these five words.

"When everyone is young."

hum!

A golden sound rose from the top of the Jimo Pavilion.

"Alive."

Huang Daoji's eyes were full of astonishment, he looked at the nine weapons that looked human, and looked down at the two of them.

But the peony is like gold sand, hanging above the Jimo Pavilion, like a fairy in the Heavenly Palace.

"The method of fantasy."

As soon as the peony uttered a word, the scenery around her changed, it was still the same as in Jimo Pavilion.

"The Land of Soul Luo."

Huang Daoji exhaled, with a gleam in his eyes, but trembling fingertips, he lifted a wooden sword in his hand.

"Hongmeng Lingmu came down here, I'm afraid I don't want me and senior to go down to another level." Huang Daoji pondered.

"Hmph." Xiao Wen asked with a twitch of his eyes, full of arrogance.

"In this formation, the nine people who came here back then also had nine deaths and no life. They just stayed here and stayed with my remnant soul for thousands of years."

Suddenly, a voice fell into the ears of the two of them above the sky full of yellow sand.

"Emperor Xia Guowu...Lu Hunyao." Huang Daoji shouted, looking at the face above the sky.

"In the world, you are the only one who remembers me." Lu Hun's eyes glowed purple, like a lantern.

"What did Hongmeng Lingmu give you, and you still want to return to your soul against the sky, and live for a few days." Huang Daoji said, and a snow light flashed on the wooden sword.

"Do you know what formation this is?" Lu Hunyao called out.

"The heaven and the earth are divided into two poles, and the nine yins turn into the nine yangs." Huang Daoji read in his mouth, and continued: "Chongguang returns to the sun."

"You are really good, kid." Lu Hunyao exclaimed, and said: "The law of nine yin and nine yang can reverse yin and yang and let me return to the world. But in fact, I still need a soul to be able to Return to Yang."

"Oh." Xiao asked softly.

"Hiding the Nine Souls wholeheartedly, can you bear it?" Huang Daoji said softly.

"It's just refining the nine souls, it's not difficult." Lu Hunyao called out, and a wisp of yellow sand fell down.

In an instant, Lu Hun turned into a colorless bead, hanging in front of the two of them, seeming to be mocking and arrogant.

"Senior..." Huang Daoji called out, and the wooden sword turned into powder and scattered.

"Using weapons as an array can make weapons invisible." Xiao Wenwen murmured, then continued, "I'm afraid that the world's spiritual weapons and magic weapons will not be able to suffer. This is the array of adoration and return to the sun."

The Lingzhu transformed into Lu Hunyao is in the center of these nine weapons, but half of the body is white and half is black.

"The array of nine yin and nine yang is a combination of Tai Chi." Huang Daoji's eyes were full of thoughts, and he continued: "The way of Tai Chi was created by the Taoist ancestors. There are very few practitioners, and even more enlightened ones." Very rare."

Suddenly, Lu Hunyao's illusory spirit pearl spit out the words: "One yin produces two yangs, two yangs transform three yins, yin and yang transform all things, and all things return to one soul."

All things in the world have a way of mutual generation and mutual restraint, and there is also a way of life that one thing descends and another is destined.

"what."

Suddenly, Huang Daoji exclaimed, his eyes glowed with the ashes of an old man, and his face aged by five points in an instant, as if he was an octogenarian.

"Soul pumping."

And Xiao Wenwen already had a calculation in his heart, although he didn't know whether he could break Lu Hunyao's Yin-Yang Dao Formation, but he didn't want to watch Huang Daoji die.

With one thought, nine respects arise.

When Xiao Wenwen cultivated the method of the Nine Supremes, it coincided with the way of "Tai Chi", both of which are methods of mutual generation and mutual restraint.

He was in the "seven gods" method, so he was worried, but he saw Huang Daoji falling into Lu Hunyao's soul-twitching technique.

As soon as I think about it, the wind blows and the rain comes, the thunder strikes the electricity, the fire is born in the wood, and the gold is hidden in the fire, and the seven statues move.

Huh...huh...huh.

Xiao Wenwen seemed to be volleying among the stars and silver men, seeing Huang Daoji's face, he recovered a bit.

"Nine yin... turn into two poles."

The Lingzhu that Lu Hunyao turned into turned into a black bead in an instant, hanging half a foot away from Xiao Wenwen's body.

Now, between the two, the fight is the way of yin and yang restraint, and once they are destroyed, they will die.

Huang Daoji withdrew behind Xiao Wendao, but his eyes were as bright as stars, seeing Xiao Wendao's movements, he was inexplicably convulsed.

It seems to be two demons, it seems to be two people!

It seems to be two ghosts, it seems to be two gods!

In Huang Daoji's eyes, the fight between Xiao Wendao and Lu Hunyao was definitely not a fight between humans and immortals, but a fight between gods, demons, and ghosts.

One yin and one yang, one god and one demon.

The two seemed to be on the verge of a fight, but they were stuck in a tie, unable to distinguish between life and death.

"Unfortunately, there is still a fighting spirit in my Yuan Mansion." Xiao Wen asked with a move in his eyes, fighting to break the sky.

At that time, the inexplicable vindictiveness produced by eating the "Millennium Betta" by mistake, but at this moment, there was a fatal blow.

got windy!

It's gone!

"You... are not human." After Lu Hunyao said this, his mind and soul disappeared.

The Jimo Pavilion, the size of a palm, landed at Xiao Wenwen's feet...