Mozun's coffin can't be held down anymore

"What's that sound?" Jingshi asked in front of the mirror array.

The screen went dark for a long time.

There was a faint sound of waves, obviously the fierce fighting on the Wuxiang Sea had not subsided, and the people who were watching the mirror formation were reluctant to disperse for a long time.

Fortunately, it was still daytime at this time, even if we stopped for an hour or two longer, it would not be a hindrance.

Mirror Stone and Mirror Array didn't make people wait so long.

Only half an hour has passed, and immediately after a loud and clear long chant, people can see the mirror stone and the image projected in the mirror array again.

"Look, what is that?"

The churning waves suddenly calmed down, and spots of light appeared on the surface of the sea.

"It seems to be a monster in the sea..."

"The monster can emit such a dazzling light, it's probably brighter than the night star beads inlaid on the dome of the palace!"

The one who said the last sentence was Qiu Mao who was looking up at the Demon Palace formation.

They still have the desire to marvel at the strangeness of the monsters in the sea, but Zhengdao's side has already exploded.

How can anyone pay attention to any monsters.

All eyes were attracted by the person who appeared on the largest spot among the group of lights.

All the senior officials of the Zhengdao sects were shocked by this scene.

Especially Lingxiaozong.

In Lingxiao Hall, several elders raised their arms, pointed at the mirror stone floating in the hall, and said in trembling voices.

"That...that's Daoyuan Patriarch!"

"It's really Daoyuan Patriarch!"

"Old Ancestor...he is still alive!"

Just one picture is better than the fight that lasted for a long time before.There was an uproar in various sects of the righteous way.

The Daoyuan Patriarch of Lingxiaozong who fell in Wuxianghai 300 years ago has appeared again!
He is not dead!

Since Patriarch Daoyuan didn't die back then...it is self-evident who concealed the truth.

In the main hall of Lingxiaozong's deliberation, several elders quietly raised their eyes to look up at Sect Master Dehong who was sitting upright.

Ling Xiaozong has been controlled by Wangchen Peak all these years.

Daoming Patriarch's lineage holds a pivotal position in Ling Xiaozong.

Does the Suzerain know what Patriarch Daoming did?
If you say you don't know...I'm afraid no one will believe it.

Looking at the picture, Daoyuan Patriarch was supported by others and covered with scars, and then thought about the Luxia Peak that has been withering in recent years.

Everyone couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.

Luxia Peak was prosperous in the past, and the scene of many disciples seems to be still in front of us.

Thinking about today, how many people are there in Luxia Peak?
Dead dead, disabled disabled.

In the past, there were hundreds of direct disciples, but now there are only less than ten people in the whole peak.

How could they not understand the principle of cold lips and teeth?

...

Yu Xi didn't expect it either.

This dragon chant actually came from himself.

She also felt the phantom behind her.

In addition to being shocked, a trace of familiarity and kindness gradually emerged from the bottom of my heart.

All of this happened just now when she tried to invoke the power in the "Ball".

Just as Yuanzhu suggested to her, using the power within it, it took almost no trouble to untie the chains that bound the man.

Changhui and Changqiong were on one side, supporting the man's falling body.

The man's eyes are still dull and his face is dull, but he still has a breath, his body is still hot, and his soul is still in his body.This is luck in misfortune.

"Let's bring people up first." Chu Yan suggested.

The bottom of the sea is not a place to stay for a long time. This secret room has not yet collapsed, and it is only relying on a few Limoon jellyfish to block the damaged gap, so it cannot last long.

"Let's go." Yu Xi had recovered from the shock just now.

She still doesn't know how to better use the power in the bead, but she vaguely feels that she is in the bottom of the sea, which is much more comfortable than before.

Somewhere, there seemed to be a voice telling her from the bottom of her heart.

She is the master here.

The overlord of this sea!
The galloping sea should be at her disposal.

As soon as this thought came to mind, even Yu Xi was startled.

But then, following her heart, she waved her hand, and the sea water pouring into the secret room stopped.

The two Liyue jellyfish supported their group and floated upwards at an extremely fast speed. It was not just the Liyue jellyfish's own speed, but the sea water seemed to be trying to support them to float up.

When this team composed of Limoon jellyfish and streamer conger eels surfaced, the turbulent waves of the sea subsided.

"This..." Yu Xi looked at the round bead in her hand in surprise.

It has such power.

Seeing her expression, Chu Yan whispered in her ear: "It's not its power, this is your power. Yu Xi, you should have guessed your true identity."

real identity.

Yes.

With that sound of dragons.

She already had the answer in her heart.

When using Menghunxiang, the fragments I once dreamed of all happened in reality.

She was the one who flew and practiced in the mountains in the past.

She was also the one who was tied to the jade platform and had her muscles removed.

She is the Qinglong who was once fostered by Tuogu in the Lingxiao Sect, raised by the ancestor Qing Cang, and then his muscles and bones were pulled out by him.

There is only one remaining in this world, the last blue dragon.

Yu Xi clenched the round bead in her hand tightly, golden light bloomed on the bead, and for a while, the black spots on the surface seemed to be melted away by the light.

At this moment, her aura suddenly changed.

Although his cultivation base is still in the Nascent Soul realm, his aura is no weaker than that of the fellow monks and sixth-order monsters around him.

Some monsters floating on the sea couldn't help lowering their heads, as if surrendering to Yu Xi's aura.

I don't know if it's because these ghosts were also monsters in the sea before they were alive. At this moment, their offensive also slowed down, and there was a faint tendency not to be controlled by Patriarch Daoming.

At this moment, Yu Xi suddenly raised his head and looked at Patriarch Daoming in the air.

Patriarch Daoming's sharp sword-like eyes also fell at this moment.

Just now, his consciousness sank into the bottom of the sea, and when he saw the sinking coffin carrying Chu Yan, he finally understood everything.

One hundred dense and one sparse.

His plan was clearly thorough enough, but unexpectedly, he lost at the most critical step.

The one he lured into the battle was indeed the last green dragon in the cultivation world.

But what he attracted was only her soul and a fake body that facilitated her walking in the world.

It's not the true body of Qinglong at all!

His fingertips dug deep into his palm, Patriarch Daoming only felt that he had been deceived, and endless resentment grew in his heart, looking at Yu Xi and the others who appeared below, his eyes wished to burst into flames.

He hatched plans for hundreds of years.

It had to be temporarily declared broken at this moment.

But there may not be no chance...

Even if Qinglong's real body is not there, he can force them to take him to the Dragon Tomb and take the dragon's body himself!
As long as he can control Yu Xi and Chu Yan.

There is still hope.

However, just as Patriarch Daoming was about to make a move, a water column rose from under Yu Xi's feet, supporting her body to keep rising until the height was as high as Daoming.

Looking at Patriarch Daoming who was full of anger, Yu Xi looked calm and asked sharp questions.

"Ling Xiaozong Daoming."

"The bruised and bruised person below was rescued from the dungeon under the sea. Now, please give an explanation in front of the people of the world."

"Why is your junior brother Daoyuan locked up here by you?"