No spiritual power, no mental power, no spiritual breath, no power fluctuations, no! Nothing

What's this?

Wan Xingwen stared at Chen Luo with his eyes narrowed, and the cold light flashed in his eyes, just like an iceberg suddenly exploded. He stared at him and said disdainfully: "On the side!" After the words came, he suddenly lit up fire all over his body. It was a pure white flame containing an unparalleled breath of light. When he jumped up, he suddenly felt an invisible pressure covering it, feeling like he was inexplicably falling into the abyss of endless darkness. There was no heaven and earth, no prehistoric world, no time and space, only silence, endless silence

The face of Wanxingwen was immediately wrong, and the burning sacred fire of light burning all over his body also weakened a lot, no longer strong, becoming a little erratic and a little solidified.

"My soul, guarded by light, burned by the holy fire, it is simply delusional to you to shock my soul!"

Wow!

The Ten Thousand Star Patterns said in a sound, and the holy fire of light around him burned again. Just as he took a step, the strong holy fire weakened again and solidified again.

"snort!"

Wan Xingwen snorted coldly, and the sacred fire of light was strong again, but unfortunately, when he took a step, it weakened again.

Once, twice, three times, four times, five times, every time the Holy Fire of Light around the Wanxing Pattern burns wildly, when he takes a step, it will be frozen. For the sixth time, a long white sword suddenly appeared in his hand. I don’t know what treasure this sword is, which contains a huge breath of light. After it is sacrificed, the Holy Fire of Light around the Wanxing Pattern burns wildly

One step, two steps, five steps, six steps.

Wanxingwen held the Great Blade of Light and chased after him step by step. When he chased him to a distance of one meter, an old man suddenly appeared at the door of the hall. He was a white-bearded and kind-eyed person, wearing a slightly worn-out sacred robe of light, as if he had been washed for many years. I seemed a little old, but I was energetic, with only a pair of eyes, as if I was turbid.

Lao Qi appeared, and Chen Luo suddenly stopped. When he stopped, more than a hundred people in the hall who were still in the hall fell to the ground like statues. The Wanxing pattern behind Chen Luo was holding the blade of light, but it was still in the air and could no longer be cut. It was not that he didn't want to, nor did he dare, but because he couldn't move, as if he couldn't feel his own body.

The Wanxing Pattern was able to make a name for itself in the world, so it was naturally not a general. When he closed his hands together, a white hole suddenly appeared in the air, like a water mirror, and a terrifying roar came from it.

"Wanxing Wire, are you sure you want to summon it out?"

The old man standing at the entrance of the hall said slowly.

Upon hearing this, Wan Xingwen took a deep breath and stared at the white-haired old man. He finally chose to give up because he knew that the old man opposite was no one else, but the elder of the deacon in Gu Youran's mouth, Taisheng, staring fiercely at Chen Luo with his back to him. Wan Xingwen seemed to have suffered great shame and couldn't swallow this breath.

"I'll take over this case, do you have any objections?"

Wan Xingwen had objections, but she had a big objection. She dared to challenge Gu Youran, but she did not dare to challenge Elder Taisheng in person.

"I don't have any, and I dare not have any objection." Wan Xingwen responded in a deep voice: "It's just that this person is extremely strange. He is probably colluding with the darkness. I wonder how Elder Taisheng will make a judgment?"

"You don't have to worry, I will decide." Elder Taisheng gave people the feeling of an old locust tree. I don't know how many years have passed. Even in ancient times, it is impossible to ignore its existence. Especially his voice came to his ears and seemed to be directly in his mind, saying: "Strangeness is just strangeness, not equal darkness, and not equal evil. As the commander of the Palace of Light, don't forget this."

After saying that, Elder Taixie looked at Chen Luo, looking very seriously. A trace of surprise and admiration flashed from time to time in his muddy eyes, as well as confusion and confusion, and smiled and said, "I wonder if Xiaoyou Chen is interested in drinking a cup of bitter tea with Lao Ji?"

This old man is a master.

Chen Luo felt it out, he thought about it, nodded, and agreed.
Chapter completed!