Chapter 848 The Crisis of the Instrumental Family

As soon as the green dragon appeared, the magic array immediately changed. Nineteen or eighty-one white beams of light shot somewhere in mid-air. Suddenly, the void made a roaring and muffled sound, as if thunder had fallen from the sky.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed in the void, and a crack several feet long was born out of thin air, revealing an unusual atmosphere of barbarism.

Qinglong liked this breath very much. As soon as he shook his body, he immediately teleported to the crack out of thin air. With his five claws, he tore the crack wider, and the thicker ancient breath came out of the crack and jumped through the fine golden arc.

The array master of the instrumental spirit clan was overjoyed to see the opportunity and hurriedly manipulated this huge array. Eighty beams of light were shot into the cracks, but then disappeared silently.

The array continued to be stimulated, and the best spiritual stones were exhausted, turned into white beams of light, and disappeared into the cracks. After a short time, a faint white light curtain was faintly seen at the crack. The jumping golden arc gradually disappeared, and the cracks also expanded a lot and became several feet in size.

After a while, the white light curtain not only became more and more stable, but also gradually became translucent. Zhao Di even faintly saw a green mountain and green water through the light curtain.

"Dear Taoist friends, please enter this dragon realm immediately. The time this broken magic array can support is limited!" The master of the array of the spirit clan said loudly, and at the same time, he still entered a trick against the array like electricity with ten fingers, manipulating the operation of the array.

"Go!" A thin bald old man, after saying hello, took the lead in flying into the white light curtain above everyone's heads.

Although Zhao Di did not know this person, it can be judged from his cultivation that this person is a late-stage monk of the Hualong clan.

With the leader of the elder, the other few dragon monks, each of whom shook their own shape, also disappeared into the light curtain one after another.

Ye Gong, the elder of the Hualong clan, watched the descendants of his clan enter it with a smile, without showing too much worry.

With the dragon clan as an example, the two branches of the demon clan, the horned wood dragon and the golden dragon, have also entered the light curtain one after another.

"Zhao Daoyou, let's go!,, the sword spirit king Ruo Que said to Zhao Di with a smile, and took the lead in flying to the curtain of light.

Zhao nodded. He bowed to Ye Gong first, and then shook his body, floated to the light curtain, and went into the light curtain.

At this moment, a middle-aged man came: "Ye Daoyou, please help Mo with a certain arm!" Zhao Di was stunned. This was exactly Mo Youzi's voice. It was not only full of panic, but also a little short of breath. It seemed that he was injured!

As the spiritual ancestor Mo Youzi of the instrumental clan that existed in the Mahayana period, not long after he left here, he actually returned with injuries and asked Lord Ye for help, which was simply inconceivable.

But Zhao Di didn't have time to be confused. He had disappeared into the white light curtain. He only felt that the sky was spinning in an instant, and his mind was blank. At the same time, a strong pressure crushed his whole body. This painful abnormality only lasted for a blink of an eye and disappeared. The next moment, Zhao Di's eyes lit In an instant, he woke up and found himself on a mountain and lake.

Zhao Di was the last person. As soon as he entered the white light curtain, the magician of the instrumental array was relieved. At the same time, he also heard the help of Mo Youzi, the ancestor of his clan. In shock, the magic array immediately stopped running.

"What's going on?" Ye Haolong was shocked. He knew Mo Youzi's strength very well. In this world, I'm afraid that there is no one who can defeat Mo Youzi in such a short time!

"Tell all the human monks who hide yours, otherwise I will erase the instrumental spirit clan from this world!" A strong voice came from afar, but it was like shouting angrily in my ear, deafening!

"What a strong breath, who is this person? Is it the invisible ancestor of the virtual spirit clan?

He has such strength, how dare he call himself an immortal?" Ye Haolong was shocked. He couldn't think much about it. He greeted the hall and flew to Mo Youzi's voice.

The monks of the spirit clan in the hall hurriedly collected all kinds of magic arrays and were on standby at any time!

Ye Haolong flew out for a moment, and then met Mo Youzi who flew here. The blood stains on the corners of his mouth had not been wiped away, and he really looked quite embarrassed.

Ye Haolong didn't have time to ask more, and another powerful breath floated here. Then he turned into an arrogant blue-faced man, covered with a faint blue light all over his body, making his body look like a shadow, which is the typical characteristic of the virtual spirit clan.

"Ha ha, there is indeed a monk here, and he is still a mid-manda monk. It's rare. No wonder he can get that kind of immortal treasure!" The blue-faced man glanced at Ye Haolong, suddenly snorted and said, then stretched out his hand and said to Ye Haolong, "Bring it here!"

Ye Haolong was confused. After looking at the other party, he couldn't see the depth of the other party. He knew that the other party's cultivation was either too high, or he practiced with special secret methods, so that he could not see through it. Ye Haolong obviously thought it was the latter. He said coldly!" Humph, are you the invisible ancestor of the virtual spirit clan? Your Excellency has been advanced in Mahayana for less than ten thousand years. He actually has such strength. It's really ancient and modern! Tens of thousands of years ago, there was an anti-sky existence in the Xuling clan, which can be called the first monk at that time. Unexpectedly, there are such talents as yours in the Xuling clan now. I really admire Ye Haolong of the dragon clan!"

The blue-faced man was stunned when he heard the words. He looked up to the sky and laughed several times, neither admitting nor denying it.

"No, he is not invisible. He is leading the virtual spirit army to attack the altar array of our weapon spirit clan." Mo Youzi shook his head and said, staring at each other with his eyes.

"It's impossible. How could the Xuling clan suddenly have a Mahayana monk, and his strength is so strong!" Ye Haolong was so confused that he really couldn't get through the mystery.

"Mo can't figure it out, but this person is indeed not invisible, and his means are extremely strange. Unheard of, Mo suffered a small loss between three or two moves!" Mo Youzi said with a palpitation in his heart, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching slightly.

"Good! Just let you two see the spells that Immortal has not used for a long time, and see if you two can recognize this immortal, haha!" In the laughter of the blue-faced man, suddenly a piece of blue light shot out from the middle of his eyebrows, turning into a life-size blue-faced figure in the blink of an eye, exactly the same as the blue-faced man himself, difficult to distinguish from each other.

"God's thoughts turn into a thousand! The use of divine consciousness is so pure!" Ye Haolong's face suddenly changed, and he was ashamed!

"Impossible!" Mo Youzi was like a ghost, and his face changed several times. He muttered, "God's thoughts have turned into thousands of people, and all kinds of splits! Isn't this the unique magic power of the first monk of the virtual spirit clan and the innocent ancestor at the beginning? You can actually use it!" Suddenly, a bold idea flashed through the hearts of Mo Youzi and Ye Haolong at the same time. The two of them almost blurted out at the same time, "Is it true that you are the ancestor of innocence!"

"Haha! Unexpectedly, after tens of thousands of years, there are still people in the spiritual world who can recognize me!" The blue-faced man laughed proudly, but then said with a condensed face, "Yes, I'm innocent. When I was crossing this world, I'm afraid you two have not yet stepped into the way of practice!"

"It turned out to be an innocent senior!" Mo Youzi bowed his hand and asked, "It is said that the predecessors have already crossed the disaster and become an immortal. Now he has returned to the spiritual world. I don't know what his intention is. Is it just to make the virtual spirit clan appear brilliant again, and he has to roll up the bloody storm in this world, and it is chaotic!"

The blue-faced man snorted coldly, "You guessed half right! Yes, Immortals came from the fairyland. As a spiritual envoy, I naturally have a task in my body to carry forward the virtual spirit clan, just by doing it! I want to deal with your weapon spirit clan, precisely because you have hidden the human monks that Immorm is looking for!"

When saying the last sentence, the blue-faced man pointed to Ye Haolong and said, "I'm afraid this Taoist friend of the human race doesn't know the meaning of his precious treasure at all. This thing is by no means something that monks in the Mahayana period can touch and hand it over. I can spare your life, and if the Jie, I will also make an affection for the two of you and take care of one or two!"

Ye Haolong frowned and really didn't understand what the other party was talking about. He was one of the top beings in this world and had a prominent position. He was not only the elder of the dragon clan in the human race, but also the first person in the cross-border business alliance spiritual world. Naturally, he had a lot of rare treasures, but

There are some treasures, even Ye Haolong himself does not know the depth of origin. Is it one of them that actually caused this fairy messenger to fall from the sky and look for it in the lower world?

Mo Youzi and Ye Haolong looked at each other, and their eyes were a little confused, a little confused, and more shocked!

How immortals exist, they only appear in rumors on weekdays!

Don't say that this man was already the first monk in this world tens of thousands of years ago!

Even though he is limited by the laws of heaven and earth and can't give full play to all the immortal skills, there is still no suspense that he is the first person in this world, and the interruption of this world is invincible!

"This human Taoist friend, I advise you to cooperate.

Presumably, Taoist friends also know some rumors about me in those years. I have never been a kind-hearted person. In order to achieve my goal, I will do anything! In those years, there were no less than ten Mahayana monks killed by immortals in this world! To this day, it is not easy to practice to the Mahayana period in this world, and I don't want to kill again!" The blue-faced man shouted coldly, and the threat was beyond words!

"Well, if you want to fight, fight! I also want to know how far I am from the first monk in the spiritual world! If you want me to hand over the treasure of [family], it's delusion!" Ye Haolong is a person who eats softness rather not hardness. When he hears the other party's threatening words, he has a sense of pride!