Ye Xuan forced out a smile. Naturally, he did not have this preference and did not hate Zhu Yinghong. After all, he had no interest in paying attention to the other party.

"Then let's start." Zhu Yinghong remained cold and dispersed a cold and regular aura.

Being shrouded in the rules, Ye Xuan suddenly felt cold all over his body. He keenly realized that this was not the ice rule. He saw the ruthlessness in Zhu Yinghong's eyes.

"Ruthless Rules." Ye Xuan understood in his heart.

To let go of the mind, not only Ye Xuan needs to give up the operation of the immortal energy in his body, otherwise his immortal energy will actively repel external forces, but also need to let go of his sea of ​​consciousness and allow Zhu Yinghong's divine thoughts to invade it.

In this way, a monk's secrets in his consciousness are visible at a glance, and this is true for other monks. However, Ye Xuan is different, his consciousness is empty.

Of course, it is not empty now, there is a lotus seed.

"I think you can stand my side?" Miaoyun surprised not to curse Ye Xuan.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the figures of two women were opposite each other. Miaoyun looked directly at Zhu Yinghong opposite him with cold eyes. The fight between the two did not trigger Ye Xuan's sea of ​​consciousness.

Ye Xuan was always paying attention to the two women in his conscious world. This battle was extremely strange. He didn't see any movement from the two women, but the battle had already begun. The bodies of the two women were sometimes twisted and blurred, sometimes torn and shattered.

"The soul is really mysterious and unpredictable." Shortly after Ye Xuan obtained the "Qingming Divine Refining Method", his attainment in soul cultivation was far inferior to that of the two women, and he could not see the details of the two women's fight.

Until ten days passed, the figures of the two women were shattered countless times, and Zhu Yinghong was obviously better than Miaoyun. After all, Miaoyun now has lost the body of a ten thousand-year-old lotus, like a rootless duckweed, and Zhu Yinghong's body is right beside it.

A phantom flashed out from Ye Xuan's eyebrows and returned to Zhu Yinghong's body. Zhu Yinghong slowly opened her eyes, her eyes extremely tired.

"I can't solve her once, so I'll come back after I recover for a few days."

As soon as Zhu Yinghong left, Miaoyun in the sea of ​​consciousness looked at Ye Xuan coldly, to be precise, he was watching the shadow of Ye Xuan that was transformed from the sea of ​​consciousness.

"I'm staring at me, but you came to kill me on your own initiative. What else do you have to do?" Ye Xuan snorted coldly.

Miaoyun's figure was much blurred. Zhu Yinghong had the physical immortal essence to nourish his soul. It only took a few days to restore his soul. When Miaoyun wanted to recover, she could only slowly absorb the soul power in Ye Xuan's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Do you think she can really destroy me?" Miaoyun's beautiful eyes were cold and she looked directly at Ye Xuan.

"In a few days, it will be your death, and I will eat your lotus seed."

The coldness in Miaoyun's eyes became even more intense, and he suddenly made a giggle, making Ye Xuan furry all over his body.

"How many days will you wait? What day will it be your death later." After saying that, Miaoyun stopped talking and disappeared in a flash.

Ye Xuan in the cave was stunned. Miaoyun only had a lotus seed left. It took 7749 years to break the shell and sprout. It has only been a few years since he was parasitized by his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Are the people from the Hei Lian Tianchi Lake coming?" Ye Xuan had a Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram deduction, and soon came up with this possibility.

After deducing this possibility, Ye Xuan was in a very heavy mood. Zhu Yinghong was in the stone room next door. He wanted to tell Zhu Yinghong that he hoped that Zhu Yinghong would solve the trouble of Miaoyun in advance.

In this way, he could escape before the people from the Black Lotus Tianchi arrived. But if he thought about it, without the elixir of the soul that quickly recovered, Zhu Yinghong would not be able to recover his soul immediately.

Even if you leave early now, it is not a solution. This place is located in the depths of the Immortal Sea. I don’t know when I want to reach the southern boundary.

It took me many years to reach the southern border and then travel through the southern border to the Demon Immortal Realm to contact the clone of the sage. I don’t know how many years it will take. Miaoyun had already sucked his sea of ​​consciousness.

"I can only gamble, bet that the bitch from Hei Lian Tianchi can solve the problem before the bitch in Hei Lian Tianchi arrives." Ye Xuan sighed heavily and comforted himself in his heart.

From escaping from the previous catastrophe to recovering from the loss of qi and blood, Ye Xuan had a rare chance of breathing, but had to face a possible crisis in a few days.

"Look at the Yuanshi Tianhuang first." Ye Xuan divided part of his mind and entered the Vientiane Mirror.

The lotus seeds hidden deep in Ye Xuan's sea of ​​consciousness moved, and Miaoyun seemed to have some awareness, but no matter how she searched, she could not find Ye Xuan's any abnormal movement. The sea of ​​consciousness was still in a state of turmoil and nothing was left.

"Hmph." A cold snorted and floated up in the sea of ​​consciousness. Miaoyun fell into silence after snorting coldly. Anyway, this little guy had a few days to live.

In the Vientiane Mirror, there is a special location isolated by numerous spaces in the center of the originally open small world.

The center of the deep space is the Yuanshi Tianhuang, which has recovered from the size of dust to a thousand-foot giant wheel. This treasure has not been refined by Ye Xuan, and I don’t know whether his predecessor has died.

If the Ziwei Tianhuo burst out again, it is afraid that the Vientiane Mirror will be unbearable, so it can only throw it out as soon as possible.

After these days, Yu Menghan successfully broke through to the realm of human immortals and had been waiting with Meinu for a long time.

"Don't move this treasure randomly, as it may destroy this place with a little accident." Ye Xuan was startled when he appeared and found that Yu Menghan was trying to contact the Yuanshi Tianhuang with his spiritual sense.

"The level of this treasure is probably not under your Mirror of Vientiane, and it is even more than that. Are you afraid that I will steal your treasure?" Yu Menghan sneered disdainfully.

Ye Xuan didn't care about Yu Menghan's ridicule, he just gave Yu Menghan a thousand years of refining or ten thousand years, and Yu Menghan could not even think of refining even half of it.

There is no other reason. Even Ye Xuan, who is in the middle stage of the True Immortal, cannot be refined. Of course, the premise is that he does not have a Mirror of the World.

Ye Xuan, who has the Vientiane Mirror, controls the world inside the mirror. He can use the Vientiane Mirror to refine the Yuanshi Tianhuang. If the former master falls, he will refine it more smoothly.

The next day, Ye Xuan and the people from the Fang family came!

Leading by Fang Shengnan, he brought two elders from the Fang family to Shanghai Tiandao. This trip was nothing else, but he came to find Ye Xuan.

With the power of Haitian Island, the two Xuanxian elders will not be afraid of, but the Fang family behind it is a giant in the northern border, and the ancestor of the Fang family is even more of a golden immortal. The owner of Haitian Island cannot be careless.

Outside Zhu Yinghong's cave, Shi Feibai, the owner of Haitian Island, personally led Fang Shengnan, while Zhu Yinghong went out to greet him.

"I have met the island owner." Zhu Yinghong changed into a tight dress, and her slim figure was outlined to the fullest.

"Is this the deputy island owner Zhu of Haitian Island?" Fang Shengnan pressed his voice and forced himself to be rough.

The moment he saw Zhu Yinghong, Fang Shengnan's eyes were bright, but after Old Zhang and Old Yan behind him passed each message, the glitter in Fang Shengnan's eyes turned into disgust, and it turned out to be a broken jar.

"That's right." Shi Feibai nodded with a smile.

Compared with him, Shi Feibai, Fang Shengnan is a junior. He dares to talk to him with the cultivation level of a true immortal. If it were someone else, he would have been killed on the spot, but who would have let a golden immortal stand behind him?
Chapter completed!