Dijun's black moonlight is back

Ling Yu didn't expect that the reason he had been procrastinating was because the magic weapon of his natal life was damaged.

There are natural cold veins in the extreme north, which are glaciers that have survived from ancient times.Xuan Ji's ability to get in also shows that his strength is indeed extraordinary.

"How many days is it?" Ling Yu asked him.

"I don't know." Xuanji answered honestly.

Ling Yu was simply convinced, she didn't know what it meant.

"Your own natal magic weapon," Ling Yu said with a hint of irrationality in his tone, "You don't know when it will be cured?"

"The tendon of the prisoner's ox used for the bowstring of Lihuo," said Xuan Ji, "the place where the prisoner's ox lives is the place where the Heavenly Pillar descends, so taking its blood will do the trick."

"Now it can only be put into the cold veins of the extreme north, and wait for it to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to repair itself."

This sounds like something that is far away, and Ling Yu is still waiting for him to break the formation.

"Do you have to use Lihuo?" Ling Yu asked, "Is there no other magic weapon that can be used?"

Xuan Ji didn't really want to answer this question, it was related to his face as a demon king.

When he had complete Lihuo, he would fight back and forth with Wuyang Zhenjun. If he didn't have Lihuo, he would really have no chance of winning.

Seeing his pensive and hesitant to speak, Ling Yu knew that he was planning something bad again.

After thinking about it, she thought of a possibility.

"Or," Ling Yu asked tentatively, "Without Li Huo, you can't beat my master at all?"

Seeing the change in his face, Ling Yu knew that she was probably right.

"Mozun." Ling Yu twitched the corner of his mouth, looking at him with a half-smile.

When talking to Wen Jingchan before, he thought he couldn't beat Xuanji.

Now Xie Ji felt that he was no match for Wen Jingchan.

These two people have a tacit understanding, and it can even be said that they have a little sympathy for each other.

Xuan Ji was a little angry, walked up to her and pinched her face: "What expression?"

Ling Yu subconsciously touched the knife at his waist, but in an instant Li Huan bound his hands.

"No matter what," Xuan Ji said, "don't even try to run away."

Just as Ling Yu was about to say something, the entire Desolate Soul Palace shook.

She also experienced similar shaking when she was in the Jinsha ruins, and the locals called it an earthquake.

But Ao Zhuhai is not the same, the earthquake in Jinsha Relics either shakes left and right, or shakes up and down.

Here, it seems to be falling?
She remembered Wen Jingchan's saying that Tianzhu is useful for distinguishing and removing turbidity, and she immediately understood that the whole Aozhuhai was falling.

If it goes on like this, this place may really become a sea.

After the shaking stopped, Xuanji immediately wanted to leave.

"Take me with you." Ling Yu stopped him in time.

Without thinking too much, Xuan Ji grabbed Ling Yu's arm and led her to appear near the Tianzhu.

The two landed on a cliff, and they could see the Tianzhu that Wen Jingchan mentioned below.

Ling Yu stood on a rock, looking down at the columnar object inserted into the crack on the ground.

The past events flooded in her mind, taking her back to the day of the great battle that killed her.

She stood in a magic circle capable of destroying a true god, and transformed into a real body.

Qi Hao stretched his bow behind his back, and let out a roar that could shake the world from his throat.

A halberd fell from the sky, and after a long fight, split Qi Hao's body.

The head was cut off first, then the wings, and finally the long tail.

This fight took place in the sky above Mingjing Mountain, but the halberd flew towards Ao Zhuhai in the west with Qi Hao's tail.

The moment the magic vein was hit, a crack was torn open in the mountains and the earth, and magma gushed out from the center of the earth.

The halberd was also wrapped in layers of black rocks, looking from a distance like a pillar of heaven that appeared out of thin air.

Ao Zhuhai witnessed the demons that it landed, all died in the lava, turning into a pile of dry bones embedded in the stone.

The living people don't know its origin, so they can only call it Tianzhu.

This Tianzhu cut off the pulse of everyone's cultivation, and also caused the entire Aozhuhai to sink year after year.

Ling Yu stood facing the wind, thousands of years had passed like this, she never expected to see this halberd again, it was here.

Even if it turns into ashes, Ling Yu will know what it is.

Gong Liquan's too small halberd.

Xuan Ji didn't have the time to take care of Ling Yu, so after placing her here, he jumped down.

Seeing Xuan Ji standing on the Taiwei Halberd, she tried her best to open a magic circle.

The pure and pure power of Taiwei Halberd turned into countless flying stars, surrounding Xuanji's body.

Those seemingly harmless pieces of light were sharper than blades, cutting countless small holes in Xuanji's body.

Confronting the refined ancient artifacts, Xuanji's sea of ​​consciousness is still suffering from waves of stronger shocks.

His inner alchemy seemed to be damaged, a sweet smell rose from his throat, and he coughed up blood.But he has no intention of retreating.

The huge magic circle was lit by him, and his spiritual power wandered in the magic circle.

Ling Yu felt the ground under her feet move, as if it had been raised a few inches.

The thick clouds in the sky rolled restlessly, and the wraith that usually wandered around disappeared without a trace.

Xuan Ji was alone, fighting against the remnants of the ancient gods on the pillar of heaven.

Ling Yu didn't know who told him that the Evil Spirit Sword could cut off the Tianzhu, but it was obvious that this person must be aware of the past.

Otherwise, he would not have given him such an idea.

However, she was not sure whether the Evil Spirit Sword could really cut off the Taiwei Halberd.

One must know that she was hacked into several pieces by this Taiwei halberd all those years ago, not to mention the sword made from her arm bones.

Ling Yu felt that this was a bit confusing.

But she didn't plan to tell Xuan Ji, she still had to rely on him to break the formation, if he knew that the Evil Spirit Sword might be useless at all, he might not have the idea of ​​Mingjing Mountain.

The magic circle in the sky disappeared, and Xuan Ji reappeared beside her in an instant.

He almost couldn't stand still, and he stabilized his figure only by relying on his self-esteem that he didn't want to make a fool of himself.

Ling Yu ignored him, and only focused on observing the land under the Tianzhu.

The lava around it has long since cooled, leaving only a long, narrow crack.

There are obviously newer rocks in the cracks than the surrounding ones, which look like new skin that grows out after a person is injured.

On those new rocks, there are several traces of gouging.

"The bone needle you asked Wraith to take away," Ling Yu understood a little bit, "did it be dug out from here?"

The space in the rock was very much like her tailbone.

She never thought that there would be her wreck here, so she never came to look for it.

Unexpectedly, by mistake, Xuan Ji sent her to her door.

Xuan Ji followed his gaze and searched for his own memory in his mind.

It seems that there is such a thing.

"It should be." Xuanji said.

"Is there anything else?" Ling Yu asked.

Suspicion flashed across Xuan Ji's expression: "What else?"

Having dealt with Ling Yu for so long, Xuan Ji understood her somewhat.

She almost always asks questions with answers.