God Ring Howl

Zhao Xiang's deep-set eye sockets burst out with a cool and wise light.

"Well said," Zhao Huan patted Zhao Xianghu on the back, "Let's start now, there is only one trick left,"

Zhao Xiang and Zhao Huan, without further ado, typed out complicated and lengthy formulas one after another with both hands.

Inside the divine ring.

Colorful clouds rise everywhere, thunder rolls, and strong winds blow.

The creaking sound coming from a distance became clearer and deafening.

Viewed from the outside of the ring.

In Xuanzong's main hall, there is a multicolored light spot, first the size of a grain of rice.

Immediately afterwards, the multicolored light spots increased crazily upwards geometrically.

One foot, one foot, ten feet, one hundred feet, one thousand feet, ten thousand feet, one hundred thousand feet, two hundred thousand feet...

The faces of Zhao Xiang and Zhao Huan both turned pale, sweat dripped down, and their chests heaved violently.

But they didn't dare to stop the spells in their hands for a while, once they stopped, the divine ring that was expanding infinitely would shrink immediately.

If this situation really happened, both of them would suffer the huge and terrifying backlash from Shenhuan.

Even if he doesn't die tragically, he will be seriously injured to the point of being useless.

Because their current cultivation, realm, and strength are not enough to allow the divine ring to freely change between limited and infinite.

The divine ring is getting bigger and bigger, and more and more aura and energy are drawn from the bodies of Zhao Xiang and Zhao Huan.

They both felt chest tightness and shortness of breath at the same time, and the aura and vitality in their bodies were about to wither.

The pressure is getting bigger and bigger, and the vitality is getting less and less.

The hands of Zhao Xiang and Zhao Huan who played the formula became slower and slower, and the short time seemed to be stretched infinitely.

Until the divine ring expanded to [-] zhang, until the vitality in Zhao Xiang and Zhao Huan's bodies could still sustain their last breath.

Rumbling,.

An earth-shattering loud noise rose into the sky.

The Xuanzong Great Hall, or in other words, the Immortal Realm is a top-grade fairy artifact that was placed here thousands of years ago.

Unable to resist the skyrocketing and expanding power of the divine ring, it finally exploded.

The mountains in the northern part of Qingshui Country.

The mountains surround a basin with a radius of a hundred miles.

Rumble, after an earth-shattering explosion.

From the center of the basin, where the main hall of Xuanzong named Liangqing Luoxing is located.

A colorful, white and dazzling mushroom cloud rises like the sun in the sky.

The mushroom cloud rose higher and higher, and became bigger and bigger until it was level with the sky, and then it slowly stopped the expansion trend.

The great explosion in Xuanzong's main hall, which is a top-grade fairy artifact in the fairy world, formed a strong shock wave, which spread three-dimensionally up and down at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The houses closest to Xuanzong's main hall all collapsed, and many of the houses a little farther away were violently swayed several times in the air waves caused by the terrible shock wave, just like a flat boat in the rough waves.

The taller houses first slanted, and then fell to the ground as if they could no longer support them.

With the bang, dust splashed all over the sky, and the visibility in the air dropped sharply immediately.

The roar continued for a long time.

Countless lights and shadows dissipated, some dust slowly landed on the ground, and some quickly disappeared with the wind.

There was a faint, imperceptible spot of light like the eye of a needle, which shimmered and disappeared into the void.

It is the altar on the thirteenth floor.

In the shocking explosion before a stick of incense.

The power of the infinite expansion of the god ring at the core of the altar has been released to the greatest extent.

At the moment of the explosion in Xuanzong's main hall, the altar shrank rapidly, becoming a needle-like light spot.

In the violent and domineering airflow, rolling, bumping, leaping, impacting, rising, dodging, and finally almost all the terrifying lethality, impact, and pull are resolved one by one.

The fifth floor of the altar's core divine ring.

After adjusting for about one stick of incense, Zhao Xiang and Zhao Huan opened their eyes almost at the same time.

Zhao Xiang felt scared after thinking about it now, he touched his chin habitually, turned his head to Zhao Huan and said in a deep voice,.

"Fortunately, the god ring is a king-grade artifact, and it can be separated from the main body of the altar very quickly,"

"Otherwise, just relying on the strength of our sixth-rank Profound Immortal, then..."

"It's just delusional to expect to use it to squeeze the Xuanzong Hall transformed into the best fairy artifact in the fairy world,"

Zhao Huan smacked his lips, looked up and looked around, and then looked at Zhao Xiang, and then said with a playful smile.

"Hey, we are lucky and bold, and it is already in my Zhao Huan's expectation that we can squeeze the bird fairy artifact in the fairy world,"

A rare smile appeared on Zhao Xiang's stern face at the moment.

"You're right,"

"On the fifth floor of the divine ring, if you adjust your breath for a stick of incense, it will be a hundred times outside,"

"If the divine ring lacked this miraculous function, it would be impossible for us to recover the injured body in a very short period of time,"

Zhao Huan put away the smile on his face, showing a serious look.

"I know what you're going to say,"

"Okay, it's not too late, let's go out and rectify Xuanzong,"

"By the way, I took away the harmful forest cover, and then went to find news about your father and the other two brothers..."

A set of conversations begins.

"You put my third brother Zhao Fei in the Green Bamboo Garden where Yan Xiaoxiang rests and cultivates. How is he doing now?"

"Yan Xiaoxiang used Yang Chun Kung Fu to temporarily stabilize Zhao Fei's injury, but this can't be rushed, so I have to save him..."

"I know, you have driven the relevant information deep into my soul..."

"What does that brother mean, do you want to hand over the rectification of Xuanzong to Yan Xiaoxiang?"

"She is familiar with Xuanzong, and she is the most suitable person to rectify Xuanzong. Tell me, who else is better than her?"

"Oh, yes, she also has two helpers, Shang Xiangjun and Liu Yefei. After the rectification, Xuanzong naturally became our strength,"

……

Zhao Xiang, who was standing on the fifth floor of the divine ring, sent a thought to the Green Bamboo Garden halfway up the mountain in the distance.

In the blink of an eye, three phantoms galloped from the Green Bamboo Garden.

It was Shang Xiangjun, Liu Yefei and other three people headed by Yan Xiaoxiang.

When they came to Zhao Xiang and Zhao Huan, their expressions were calm, and their eyes passed over Zhao Xiang and Zhao Huan one by one.

The three of them cast a blessing at the same time, leaned slightly and said in unison: "I have seen the two young masters."

Yan Xiaoxiang next looked at Zhao Xiang, bowed her head, and said in a voice.

"I understand the meaning of junior brother, don't worry, there are two sisters around to help, Xuanzong will rectify it,"

"I'm not very good at other things, but when it comes to managing a gang sect, I'm not boasting, but I can handle it with ease,"

Zhao Xiang stretched his hands forward, and an invisible force dragged Yan Xiaoxiang's bent body down.

"You don't have to be so serious, Senior Sister,"

"Xuanzong handed it to Senior Sister, I, Zhao Xiang, feel very relieved,"

"Oh, by the way, senior sister, Niu Yifu has been burned by me,"

"As for the primordial spirit and soul, I keep them imprisoned in a jade bottle, and my senior sister decides everything,"

After hearing Zhao Xiang's last words.

Yan Xiaoxiang's face suddenly turned crimson, which turned pale.

His chest also heaved involuntarily, and his whole body trembled.

It's just a moment's view.

Yan Xiaoxiang took the jade bottle from Zhao Xiang with trembling hands.

It was as if she had taken over the hatred, the pain, and her life.

Her face was cloudy and cloudy, and her expression changed rapidly.

In the end, all emotions turned into eternal peace, and exuded flickering desolation.

She calmly unscrewed the bottle cap, and a misty gas intertwined with blue, light black, and purple flew out from the jade bottle.

The foggy gas condensed into a seven-foot-high image in the blink of an eye.

It is the image of the primordial spirit formed by Niu Yifu's three souls and seven souls.

He was wearing a pale yellow robe with long sleeves.

On the head is a blue square scarf, with a square sapphire in front of the square scarf.

Although blurred, the general outline, eyebrows and eyes can be discerned.