In one month, Xiao Jue's physical body did not improve and he had not entered the innate world for a long time, because most of the spiritual magic powers opened the spiritual world in his body. It was enough to have several miles of perception, although it was a little blurred now.

With three months left before the weapon refining conference, the monks of the Eighteen Palace began to pay attention to it and make their mark at the weapon refining conference. Now the Eighteen Artifact Hall is almost empty by the Jianming Hall, the Shenfu Hall, and the Daoque Hall. Moreover, the Luoxia Palace lineage and the Eighteen Artifact Hall have never been complete.

Now the three hall masters gather in Jianming Hall.

Lin Yongming of Jianming Palace, Zhong Tianchou of the Divine Axe Palace, and Zheng Yidao of the Daoque Palace. Among them, Zheng Yidao's cultivation is already in the middle stage of the Yuanshen, and is the most powerful in the Qiyuan Peak Artifact Hall. One-hand Xuanhuo Artifact Art is arrogant and arrogant. Zhong Tianchou's magical power of evil fire is also extraordinary, and Lin Yongming can compete with these two people not only rely on the strength of Jianming Palace. It is also the Water and Fire True Artifact passed down by True Man Kuhan at that time. Not only can he refine weapons with fire, but he can also control water and refine weapons. Lin Yongming's expression is calm and his ugly face is cold. Although Zhong Tianchou was born white, his blind eyes are full of evil spirits, with an angry face and grinning. Zheng Yidao is a tall and thin old man, but he has a five-foot black iron mysterious sword in his back and a blue-black Taoist robe. His long hair is messy, covering half of his face, and his expression is not visible.

"In this weapon refining conference, the young sect leader clearly came to watch the ceremony. I, Luoxia Palace, must not lose etiquette, and the other eleven palaces are all preparing to watch the jokes of Luoxia Palace. In addition, Qingyunzi will also watch the ceremony this time, so you must not let the disciples disturb the quiet." Lin Yongming did not want any mistakes in the past three months. Although they fought constantly, they are unanimous to the outside world.

"You have a good idea. Nowadays, major events are happening. Chiling Palace and Burial Flower Palace are ready to watch our jokes. Burial Flower Fairy has prepared a piece of ten thousand-year-old warm jade to humiliate me, Luoxia Palace's weapon refiners at the weapon refining conference. What do you think?" Although Zhong Tianchou hated Lin Yongming, this matter is of great importance and should not be laughed at by outsiders. Moreover, Zheng Yidao will not let Zhong Tianchou succeed in his heart.

"Wen Nian Wen Yu?" Zheng Yidao also had a tight brow. Only the monks of the imperial craft can fully refine the Wan Nian Wen Yu, and they must also use the powerful firepower of the Earth Fire Vein. It will take at least one month to successfully refine it.

"Zanghua Palace has always been against me, Luoxia Palace. This time I want to use this Wannian Wenyu to deal with us. I will make a joke. There are no outstanding disciples in the disciples, so how can I deal with it?" Zhong Tianchou was extremely worried. The disciples in the disciples could not refine this Wannian Wenyu. Could it be that the Lord Luoxia Palace had any other ideas, and there was no news there.

"You don't have to worry about this. The Palace Master has already calculated it, so you don't have to worry about it. However, the 300 disciples of Qiyuan Peak are now in the Golden Elixir Stage. There are 100 cauldrons in the weapon refining square, all of which rely on the power of earth fire. Such huge firepower, the one from Fenghuo Holy Mountain will not be able to?" Lin Yongming said cautiously. The Demon-Swallowing Ancestor is a taboo at the Lieshan Gate, and few people are willing to mention this demon who is as famous as the Liehuo Ancestor.

"The Demon-Swallowing Ancestor?" Zheng Yidao and Zhong Tianchou were shocked. They did not expect this. After all, the Fenghuo Holy Mountain was forbidden and had been protected for tens of thousands of years. Even if the Demon-Swallowing Ancestor had the ability to reach the sky, he might not be able to break the defense.

"Impossible, there are many formations of wind and fire forbidden land, plus the ancestors' protection of tens of thousands of years, how can there be something wrong? Are you too worried about it?"

Lin Yongming smiled but said nothing, while Zheng Yidao seemed to be thinking.

"You must be careful about this matter. My Qiyuan Peak is closest to the Earth Fire Vein. If the Demon-Devouring Ancestor Dayun Fenghuo Mountain at this weapon refining conference will cause the Earth Fire Vein to riot. Although it is blocked by a cold iron millstone, don't forget that the Eighteen Artifact Halls of Qiyuan Peak have an Earth Fire Branch. If it becomes violent, most of the entire Qiyuan Peak will be destroyed. Even if it is not dead at that time, with the young master's nature, do you think the three of us can survive alone?" Zheng Yidao said one by one and pointed the doubts in everyone's heart. As long as the young master is unhappy, no matter what the master of the Weapon Hall you will die.

"Since that's the case, we will seal some earth fire branches for the time being, and we need to be careful to attract fire from the valley yard. Since the palace master has not yet come out of seclusion, he will seal half of them first, and his disciples will not need to refine weapons recently, so as not to cause disaster." Lin Yongming secretly warned the two of them.

"Last time the explosion occurred in the cave of the Lord Jianming Palace, he would not try to refine spiritual treasures with the power of the golden elixir. Are you really bold and arrogant?" Zhong Tianchou laughed. Lin Yongming's ugly face moved. He naturally wouldn't tell Xiao Jue's matter.

"My Way's True Art of Water and Fire has also reached a bottleneck. He tried to refine spiritual treasures with the power of the golden elixir. Although he failed, he also gained a lot. Once the time came, the true power of water and fire could be combined, and the soul would soon be released." Although the Lord Jianming Palace was a little exaggerated, he was the lord of the palace after all, and he was far-sighted. In order to protect Xiao Jue, he actually released his cultivation level that he had suppressed for fifty years and was about to condense the soul.

This is not what Zhong Tianchou and Zheng Yidao are willing to see.

The two of them didn't say a word, but Lin Yongming had already seen that their momentum was rising. He took a step back and was unwilling to fight with them. He entered the back door of the hall and disappeared.

In the forbidden area of ​​Luoxia Palace, there is a deep ancient cave in this red fog.

A young man in black sat upright on a crystal skull, covered with dark clouds all over his body, and evil spirits were constantly released from an ancient well. All the pores in his body were blooming, and all the evil spirits were entering his body. The copper-skinned iron bones began to swell, and blood energy spread all over his body.

Originally, a seven-foot man is indeed ten feet tall, and the low roaring sound has changed again. Two or three feet tall hands are born with huge hands, bone spurs are horizontal, ten claws are sharp, black and poisonous. The ribs are born with four hands, each of which is covered by periosteum, red, white and flexible, and countless strange words are carved on it. Two wings are born with the back, which are ten feet wide, and without feathers, all are bone spur films. The handsome face is blue, the eye sockets are sunken, and bloody eyes are bursting out.

"Ah." The young man roared, and his whole body was suddenly covered with blood. A drop of golden blood came out of the ancient well water and merged into the man's body. The man struggled violently, as if he was about to get up from the crystal skull.

"Concentrate on the original mind, this is the blood of the upper witch. If you can merge, your cultivation will definitely increase greatly." Luoxia Palace Master was also excited. Although the witch clan's martial arts were incompatible with the world, Yueyuan inherited his mother's witch blood, which was most suitable for the witch. He secretly cultivated him for more than 20 years, hoping that he could achieve higher achievements than his parents. This cave ancient well was transformed by the body of an ancient witch. Fortunately, it was obtained by Yueyuan's father. Now Yueyuan began to melt in the blood of the witch gold. If it succeeds, it will definitely be a little stronger than ordinary Yuanshen cultivators.

Yue Yuan could no longer hear the words of Luoxia Palace Master, but he knew very well that this was a life-and-death crisis. If he could not survive, he would not have the chance to avenge his parents. That drop of witch gold blood contained the essence of the great witch for countless years. Yue Yuan's current physical body could not be absorbed at all, so he used this witch skeleton to protect the physical body. The blood and energy in the body leaked out, forming a blood cocoon.

People in the Witch Dao have weak souls and hide their bodies. However, their body is strong and comparable to gold and jade, and cannot be broken. Blood is constantly flowing out of each pore, and the evil energy outside the blood cocoon is sucked into it, and finally forming the unique blood evil power of the Witch clan. This blood energy is not the masculine and fierce force of the martial arts monks, but the evil energy.

The Lord of Luoxia Palace waved his hand and released a green jade mark to protect his body. This evil spirit was extremely irritable, bloodthirsty and murderous. The unreasonable thing was so unsatisfied that he had perfectly wrapped the true body of the witch clan in Yueyuan. He also breathed a sigh of relief. He would not suffer backlash because he could not suppress the power of the blood evil. He left the cave and saw the sunset in the sky. Thinking of the internal strife at the fierce mountain gate back then, he sighed helplessly.

In a bloody world, there is no end at a glance. The whole world is bloody, big trees are bloody, mountains are bloody, clouds are bloody, and streams on the ground are bloody, even the calm eyes are bloody.

"Where is this?" Yue Yuan was extremely puzzled. He was melting the blood of the witch gold. How could it appear in this strange blood-colored world? Where is this? What happened in the desolate and quaint blood-colored earth that made Yue Yuan so cruel and ruthless person leave a few drops of blood and tears.

"This is your heart." A voice that is exactly the same as Yue Yuan echoed throughout the blood-colored world.

"Who are you?"

"I am you, you are me." The voice was still cold and ruthless, echoing calmly.

"Bastard, who are you? You can actually use such a slap to move me out of Luoxia Palace. What kind of conspiracy is there?" These bloody mountains and blood trees are real. They can quietly move themselves out of the Lieshan Gate, and their power is unpredictable.

"This is your original heart. Your hatred is so great that the sea and the sky cannot swallow it. Therefore, the original heart is not revealed and you are confused. Look at what is behind you?" The voice was like a spell, pulling Yue Yuan and slowly turning around. A sudden shock, how could it be so familiar here? In these dense forests of blood trees, what is there to familiarize yourself. Step by step through the dense forest, and see the familiar place, the land of dry grass, two tombstones lying alone on the ground, and there were two small earthen buns beside them. The tombstone was already extremely mottled, and the word "Lie" could be vaguely seen, and the others had been eroded by wind and rain.

Yue Yuan shook his body and fell to the ground suddenly, covering his face and crying.

"This is your parents' grave. The 25th-year-old Lieshan Gate changed in a panic. You are just a three-year-old child. In this battle for the core power of Lieshan Gate, your mother showed her true form of the witch clan in order to save your father, but was finally killed by Mrs. Zhuiyun. Your father died in the hands of his biological brothers. If Luoxia Palace had not taken you away secretly, you would have been just a pile of dry bones. This blood-colored world is transformed by your boundless hatred, and the essence and blood of the ancient great witch are your barrier to life and death. If you are not, you will be dead."

"What if it succeeds?"

"No one can understand the future. Variables appear all the time. Some variables cannot change anything, but some variables shake the world."

"What do you mean?" Yue Yuan remained motionless.

"What you encounter and what you see may not be true. The power of this drop of witch metal blood has begun to be exhausted, the mysterious power of the witch pattern has begun to disappear, and new power has begun to appear." The voice came from all directions. Yue Yuan was obscured, with expressionless expression on his face, looking at the tombstone. He trembled and stretched out his hands and grabbed it hard. He rolled up layers of soil, his fingers connected to his heart, without any pain. The blood was flowing, his fingers were broken, and it still did not stop this resolute young man.

One hour passed, two hours passed.
Chapter completed!