The quiet moonlight is like smooth silk satin, and the brilliance of the stars makes it even more beautiful. These light spots that are more eye-catching than the stars are what hundreds of millions of monsters are looking forward to, and they will only be seen on the night of the moon. Emerge of the top imperial ooze.
Regarding how to collect such natural and earthly treasures as Diliuye, the Yaozu have an account in mind. The top imperial liquid is just a little faster, a little stronger, a little more rebellious, and a little more difficult to control At this time, you must test your eyesight, cultivation, speed and luck. What is missing? If you don't, you can only watch other people use the emperor fluid liquid to improve their cultivation, no matter how envious or jealous you are, it's useless. No wonder Bai Ze jokingly said, if the quality of the emperor's liquid is longer, maybe after the night of the moon, the monster clan will have internal strife.
The reason why Diliuye got its name is that its falling speed is as fast as a meteor, and its life is as short as a shooting star. When the first ray of morning light rises from the east, Diliuya will disappear and leave nothing behind. The next bit of trace.
Because of this, the hundreds of millions of monsters who barely looked away noticed the change of the lunar star immediately.
Accompanied by the cold moonlight scattered on the ground, the emperor's liquid, which fell rapidly, suddenly stopped in midair, without moving an inch, but with the Taiyin star as the source, the emperor's liquid continued to fall, until he followed in the footsteps of his predecessors, It stopped abruptly at the same height, as if there was some transparent barrier in midair that forcibly blocked them.
Facing this scene that could be called "weird", the demon cultivators who had reached a certain level unanimously released their consciousness, wanting to know what happened, but their faces turned pale quickly.
It was clear that there was nothingness in the sky, no fluctuations of power could be found, and there was no trace of any enchantment, but their spiritual consciousness was all blocked by invisible forces, and they could not extend to the area where the emperor's liquid gathered. There are also some demon cultivators who rely on their strength and want to forcibly break through this barrier, but their mental attacks are not over yet, and their brains seem to be severely hammered, ranging from vomiting blood to returning to ignorance!
At this time, if they say that they can no longer guess that there is a black hand behind this matter, it would be too underestimating the IQ of the prehistoric creatures. But what about knowing the truth? Only great panic ensued.
They asked themselves, how many miles could they cover if they opened the barrier? Even at the peak of Da Luo Jinxian, it is the limit to cover the enchantment with a radius of thousands of miles, not to mention that the strength of the center and edge of the enchantment is not at the same level, but this enchantment is not only perfect, but also covers the entire prehistoric world!
This kind of terrifying strength, which is far above all living beings, is completely unimaginable to them, and has already made the normally rebellious monster clan lose their fighting spirit.
There was more and more imperial liquid, all spread on the transparent barrier, as if another milky white barrier had been drawn between the sky and the earth.
Such a big movement cannot be concealed from all the powerful people, whether it is the Twelve Ancestral Witches or the latent cultivator Sanqing, as well as Jieyin, Zhunti, Nuwa, Hongyun, Zhenyuanzi, Minghe, etc., all stared at Taiyin Star, in doubt.
In Buzhou Mountain, a young man in purple slowly raised his head, frowning deeply.
Ming Xijue praised softly: "It's really so beautiful."
Big pearls and small pearls falling on a jade plate This poem can't describe the scene at this moment more vividly.
Di Jun looked at Di Liuye, which kept falling like a waterfall, and nodded slightly.
Looking down at what just happened from this angle, it is indeed dazzlingly beautiful, making his eyes linger on it. Di Jun sighed softly: "How could it not be beautiful? This is the grandest funeral from the beginning of chaos to the end of the world, or in other words, the grandest performance and memorial ceremony"
Lunar star, outside the gate of Guanghan Palace.
The handsome man in red looked coldly at the word "Guanghan Palace", and his spiritual sense invaded the Guanghan Palace against common sense, and glanced at one of the only two heaven-sent ashrams in the world.
On the night of the moon, the lunar star will contain the aura of the entire prehistoric world, and then spread it to every corner of the world. So that night, the aura of the Lunar Star would be so strong that it would be extremely terrifying. Even Chang Xi, who was born here, must not live here, otherwise his life would be in danger. So Chang Xi left the Lunar Star early and went to the Heavenly Court as a guest. Now there are no living beings on the Lunar Star except Rahu.
Luo Hu lightly stretched out his right hand and stroked it casually. The originally extremely strong defensive barrier of Guanghan Palace was like tofu, fragmented, and there was no trace of existence after a while.
"Even if it is a god-given dojo, the master's strength is also very important!" Thinking of the barrier of the Sun Palace that he had gone to test, and comparing it with the barrier of the Guanghan Palace, Luo Hu's face showed a little disappointment, as if he had gone so quickly. He was very dissatisfied with reaching his goal.??, the lunar star will be destroyed by the full aura, and in this way, the entire prehistoric world will be lunatic! Which lunatic did this?
At the same time, many voices sounded from all corners of the Great Desolate Continent.
"We can't let him destroy the prehistoric world!"
"This formation must be destroyed!"
"We must not let that guy succeed!"
"The moon burial ceremony must not be successful!"
"Do it!"
Ancestral Witch Hall.
Gong Gong and Zhu Rong, who usually quarreled when they met, did not quarrel with each other, and Xi Zi, who liked to gossip, did not say a word, let alone the few ancestor witches who were usually joking. Di Jiang closed his eyes, secretly using witch power, and Zhu Jiuyin looked at the bloody moon coldly, wondering what he was thinking.
Houtu pushed open the door of the inner hall, walked out slowly, with an extremely determined expression: "Even if we pay the price of our lives, we must stop this crazy behavior and protect the world transformed by the body of God the Father!"
Heaven.
Gently raising the golden cloak, with an unrestrained arc and unrivaled confidence, Di Jun suddenly closed the Hetu Luoshu, looking down at the one hundred and eight Daluo Jinxians of His Royal Highness. Ming Xijue played with the miniature version of the Chaos Clock, which looked like a bell, with a shallow smile, with the arrogance of contempt for everything and the contempt of putting everything in his eyes. The two brothers exchanged glances, and Dijun waved his right hand vigorously. The tone was not very high, but it made people feel irreversible: "Set up the formation!" (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to Qidian .com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets, your support is my biggest motivation.) (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com