Mozun's coffin can't be held down anymore

One word startled a thousand layers of waves.

Chang Yi spoke very frankly.

He has indeed practiced magic arts, but it does not interfere with others, it is just his own choice, a choice he has no choice but to make!

"Elder Chang Yi failed to cross the tribulation, but there is something else hidden?"

Some disciples in Ling Xiaozong who recognized Chang Yi all exclaimed when they heard the words.After being amazed, they felt that it was very reasonable. The Elder Chang Yi they knew was extremely talented, diligent in practice, and extremely kind. He never hesitated to give advice to his disciples who asked him for advice.

"That day when the elder crossed the tribulation, I happened to be in the sect, and the thunder of the tribulation was indeed somewhat unusual..."

On the square in front of the Hall of Rewards and Punishments of Ling Xiaozong, someone from the crowd watching the mirror stone picture whispered.

As soon as the voice fell, the people around followed closely and asked.

"What kind of unusual method?"

The person who made the noise looked around and saw that the elders of the Hall of Rewards and Punishments were not here, so he said in a low voice quickly: "At first, the power of the tribulation thunder was normal, but then somehow, the power suddenly increased several times. Immediately afterwards, it was reported that Elder Chang Yi failed to cross the tribulation, and his body died and his dao disappeared..."

"It's true." Another person said: "Although the Lingfeng I live in is far away from Luxia Peak, I happened to go to work nearby that day and witnessed the changes in the thunderstorm..."

It is normal to say that the power of the Heavenly Tribulation varies depending on the person who crosses the Tribulation.

But that change is usually there from the very beginning, where is it ever heard that someone was halfway through the tribulation, and the power of the tribulation thunder suddenly increased a lot?
That is simply not calamity, but death!

It's fine if no one pursues it. Now, if you think about it carefully, if you say there is nothing tricky in it, who will believe it?
"In this way, what Elder Chang Yi said is true, so it seems understandable for him to switch to the devil way..."

I don't know who whispered such a sentence.

There was a moment of silence in the square, no one dared to speak up even if they thought the words were reasonable in their hearts.

But with Chang Yi's justification, the balance in everyone's hearts tilted back a little.

So far, all the refutations of Patriarch Daoming have corresponding refutations.

What is the truth? At this time, most of the people staring at the mirror stone and the mirror array already have the answer in their hearts.

"Master, the spirit stones we prepared are almost exhausted." Seeing the bottom of the moon, an elder of Sen Luomen reported to Fu Yuxiao.

Up to now, this mirror cloud formation has been continuously operating for more than an hour.

For such a large-scale formation, the consumption of every moment and every breath is astonishing.It can be maintained until now because Fu Yuxiao specially ordered the elders under the gate to add more than a dozen small spirit gathering formations in the formation pattern in order to save spirit stones.

At this time, Fu Yuxiao frowned slightly when he heard the report coming from the door, and asked in a deep voice, "How long can you hold on?"

"...at most a cup of tea."

"Reduce the supply of some spirit stones." Fu Yuxiao took a deep breath and ordered, "Try to last until a cup of tea."

Time for the last cup of tea.

The guardians on the left and right, as well as the leader and sect master present all heard this answer.

They all prayed from the bottom of their hearts, hoping that His Majesty could completely tear off the hypocritical mask on Patriarch Daoming's face in this last cup of tea!
In the picture displayed on the big formation of the Demon Palace, Patriarch Daoming has already shot again, aiming directly at Yu Xi in the opposite sky.

It was revealed that Yu Xi, who was only at the Nascent Soul Realm, was not weak in the slightest in front of Patriarch Daoming.

I saw two muddy spirits rising from the sea, attacking from the left and right sides respectively.Yu Xi didn't dodge or dodge, she just stood there.

Holding the golden bead tightly in the palm of his left hand, he raised his right hand when two ghosts flew towards the front door.

In an instant, two jets of water that were several times thicker than Hun Ling shot up into the sky, completely engulfing the menacing Hun Ling in the sea water, preventing it from exerting any more power.

A series of muddy spirits attacked under the control of Patriarch Daoming.

The water jets collided with them one after another, and none of the muddy spirits could avoid these water jets and successfully approach Yu Xi's body.

At this moment, Yu Xi is like a supreme god on the vast ocean.

The whole ocean is under her control and for her use.

A look of surprise flashed in Patriarch Daoming's eyes.

Unexpectedly, this little green dragon lost its real body and could exert such great power just by recovering to this level.But he had underestimated her before.

However, his means are not limited to these beasts and spirits on the Wuxiang Sea.

This is just a little "appetizer" he prepared.

As the ancestor with the deepest cultivation level and the highest status in the Lingxiao Sect, what he holds in his hand is the treasures accumulated by the Lingxiao Sect for several generations, and the heritage that has been passed down for tens of thousands of years.

No matter how strong this little green dragon's bloodline talent is, it is absolutely impossible for him to be his opponent.

Just like ten thousand years ago, or even longer ago, her ancestors were not the opponents of those ancestors of his teacher.

Such is the fate of the Qinglong clan in this world.

It should be the last stepping stone before their Lingxiaozong immortals ascend!

He flicked his sleeve, and a compass made of white jade flew out from the sleeve.

With the infusion of spiritual power, the light on the compass bloomed, and all the people and monsters above and below the sea were pulled into a mirror of nothingness without sea water.

Losing the sea on which they depended for survival, the monsters who originally had the upper hand lost their advantage in an instant.

Yu Xi, who manipulated the sea to resist the Hun Ling, also lost her greatest support.

Patriarch Daoming has a well-thought-out plan.

"The two ways of righteousness and demons have been at odds for a long time, and the people of the demonic way will not hesitate to use all means to achieve their goals. So much effort today is just to pour a basin of dirty water on me and Ling Xiaozong."

He stroked his gray beard, looked down at Chu Yan, Chang Hui, Chang Yi, and the others, and advised loudly: "You are all disciples of the Lingxiao Sect. It is understandable for you to be deceived for a while. As long as you know how to go astray, be sincere. Regret, the sect will still open the door to accept you back."

Chang Hui and Chang Qiong glared at each other.

Chu Yan's expression was calm. Having recovered the memory of his previous life, he looked at Patriarch Daoming at this moment, and completely lost the filter of looking up to his master.

In his eyes, Daoming at this time was no different from the clown under the beam.

"Mountains and Rivers Pan." In the Lingxiao Sect, someone has already recognized the magic weapon sacrificed by Daoming Patriarch.

This is a treasure that has appeared in the records of Ling Xiaozong. According to the records of the sect, the last time it appeared was 3 years ago. The elders in the sect thought that this treasure had been lost long ago, but they did not expect it to be in the hands of the ancestor Daoming.

According to the records, 3 years ago, the Pan of Mountains and Rivers once trapped a hundred masters of Hedao, and many of them had entered the realm of crossing the catastrophe.

Seeing this, the people of Ling Xiaozong already had an estimate in their hearts.

"The Demon Lord and these monsters should not be able to escape."

In the picture, Patriarch Daoming stands alone in the sky, with a serious face, and asks the 'Disciple of Lingxiao Sect' below for the last time, "Are you willing to repent?"

"What can be changed?"

At this moment, a weak voice suddenly came from below.

All eyes are focused on the place where the sound was made.

The one who spoke was actually Daoyuan Patriarch who had been supported by others before.

He raised his head with difficulty and looked into the sky, "Daoming, you should be the one who should repent!"