Chapter 1686 (1/2)

The starlight flying out of the sleeve of somingzhang was enveloping the sea water of the former nine hell sea.

Yanzhaoge had planned to mention it with somingzhang before, so somingzhang was ready.

At the moment, there is no need to distract Ming Zhang. He had made arrangements before when he collected the sea water. With the order of Yan Zhaoge, the stars wrapped in the sea water would fly out.

The starlight falls in front of Yan Zhaoge. One hand of Yan Zhaoge still clings to the vest of fengyunsheng, and the other hand penetrates into the starlight.

When the light flowed, it was a little dim, and then the dark sea water flew out of it.

Yan Zhaoge's handwriting, which was written in the void, is like a gully at this time, and the sea water is poured into it to fill the gap, forming a network of vertical and horizontal water veins.

At this time, the Taoist talismans are all dark, just like black jade, with clear and lustrous luster.

The primitive mind and the devil saw it, and their eyebrows could not help but frown more tightly.

He thought of the original huntian magic instrument, which had never appeared before. Yan Zhaoge himself created a new unique instrument.

At that time, the huntian magic instrument was mainly aimed at his mind demons. However, the original mind demons had not recovered at that time, so they did not dare to make great moves.

Today, when he returns to the peak, the function of huntian magic instrument becomes limited.

So even though we know that yanzhaoge has this unique legal instrument, the original mind demons do not pay attention to it today.

But it always haunted the old devil.

It's easy for him to think that Yan Zhaoge has other new things through huntian magic instrument?

Two hundred years from the beginning, he recovered from his original mental illness, but the ever-changing Yan Zhaoge may have changed even more.

At the first time, pay attention to the movement of Yan Zhaoge. The original mind devil secretly speculates and feels the talismans that integrate the sea water of the devil's pit, and immediately detects some mysterious places.

He wanted to stop, but he was distracted.

In front of him, Suo Mingzhang was pressing step by step. Under the influence of jietianshu, he had to drag the old devil from illusion to reality.

The power of terror and surging is like a raging sea. One after another, the huge waves go towards the primitive mind.

The original mind devil could only watch the pure black talismans flying into Luo Yuan above Feng Yunsheng under the control of Yan Zhaoge.

The blood fog is still rampant, like virtual reality, hard to cut off, hard to wear out.

But the dark and auspicious cloud on the head of the original mind devil suddenly shook and began to roll.

The black cloud is surging, more and more intense, more and more expansive, but it is also gradually out of control. Even Nie Jingshen, shadow devil and others in Jiuyou feel that the ritual is unstable and out of control.

This sudden change, in turn, affects the blood mist that extends from the black cloud.

As if the foundation of the pavilion has been shaken and become suspended, it will naturally start to be unstable.

Although the surface of the always quiet nine hell sea is still like solidification and does not start to ripple, there seems to be a dark tide surging inside.

In the ocean of the abyss, among the twelve pillars, Nie Jingshen frowned at what was happening.

All of a sudden, he seemed to be the center of the undercurrent, and the waves of Taoism all squeezed him.

What surprised him happened.

The Luo Yuan of fengyunsheng seems to directly cross the black clouds of blood fog, the boundary between the virtual and the real, the numerous void, and directly contact with his sword light that condenses and collapses into a little.