Heaven Defying Dark Empress

Although this little girl was a little crazy, she had to admit that she was indeed full of confidence.

Meng Chengyi has been paying attention to Mu Tianyin, and his brows were furrowed fiercely. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that something was wrong. Isn't Mu Tianyin a cultivator? But how could there be a magic monk on her body...

"What's going on?" Meng Chengyi said to himself.

Ji Chengfeng was puzzled, and followed his eyes to look at Mu Tianyin, "What's going on?"

Meng Chengyi ignored Ji Chengfeng, realizing this horrifying discovery, he didn't have the time to pay attention at this moment, his eyes locked on the blue shadow on the lotus platform, and his spiritual sense leaned towards her little by little.

"bump--"

There was an explosion in his mind, and his consciousness was bounced back abruptly by a restraining force wrapped around Mu Tianyin's body, causing a sharp pain in his head and blindness in both eyes for a moment.

"Hmm." Meng Chengyi snorted.

Ji Chengfeng noticed the sudden strangeness of the people around him, "Brother Chengyi, what's wrong with you?"

Cold sweat broke out on Meng Chengyi's forehead, he reluctantly shook his head, "It's fine."

"Oh." Ji Chengfeng snorted, but he was dubious.

After Meng Chengyi regained his senses, he slowly raised his eyes and looked opposite.

The person on the opposite side also just turned around, and because of the wide crimson cloak covering him, he could only see the arc of the man's jaw, but Meng Chengyi clearly felt the warning eyes.

Sharp and compelling, cold into the soul.

It's this man!

Hua Chongjin only took one look at Meng Chengyi, then turned his eyes away and turned back to Mu Tianyin.

Wu Yi looked at the other side expressionlessly: What do you want to do? ah!

His warning eyes were even more obvious, he was staring at Meng Chengyi naked, with a fierce look, as if he would immediately pounce if Meng Chengyi made a move.

A drop of cold sweat dripped from the corner of Meng Chengyi's temples, who are these two?

When he looked at Mu Tianyin in a blink of an eye again, he found that the lingering yin force was gone, so Meng Chengyi blinked vigorously.

What's going on, is it just his hallucination?

It shouldn't be!

Just let him guess in his heart, Meng Chengyi can't be sure now, and he doesn't have a chance to be sure, his spiritual sense can't get close to Mu Tianyin's side at all, that man protects her too tightly.

It just so happened that Mu Tianyin was surrounded by a mage cultivator, and the outflowing yin energy quickly attracted Meng Chengyi's eyes, which really made him suspect that it was just his own hallucination.

Mu Tianyin's eyelashes trembled like butterfly wings with the surrounding spiritual wind, and her whole body was immersed in an extremely mysterious state.

With one mind and one mind, Lingtai Immortal Mansion looks inside.

Two Taoist pagodas, one white and one black, stood facing each other, surrounded by spiritual energy. After Mu Tianyin trembled slightly, the two giant monument-like pagodas collapsed, and the two waves of air suddenly seemed like dragons returning to the sea. Roaring in the Immortal Mansion!

Outside, the strong wind gusts around Mu Tianyin's body, and the blue hair shakes, dancing wildly behind her.

"Mu Tianyin has started to slay the Dao!" The more experienced monk immediately judged Mu Tianyin's current situation from a clue, and everyone looked sideways for a while.

Mo Xingyi snapped his hands clasped on the big chair, his old face looked more tense than anyone else.

Mu Tianyin's brows were tightly furrowed, and they were faintly shining.

The two forces in Lingtai Immortal Mansion roared and rushed, and finally separated from each other, and returned to their original roots, like a black hole whirlpool, constantly circling there!

Mu Tianyin's breathing tightened in vain, and she folded her hands on top of her feet, holding the three bodhi leaves, and kept wrapping them with her will to control the two erratic forces.

Xiao Ruofeng watched Mu Tianyin's every move while concentrating on it.

After Xiao Ruofeng entered the Immortal Garden, under the careful guidance of the Nine Venerables, he also made rapid progress, and now he is at the early stage of cutting the way. Today, he mainly wants to observe many monks cutting the way, so that his future path will be smooth.

"The Ballad of Ji Ming has also started."

On the lotus platform a foot away from Mu Tianyin, the aura lingering in Ji Mingyao's body was all restrained, and finally condensed in the center of his brows, releasing a bright white light.

At this time, most of the disciples took actions one after another, and the spiritual energy released around them receded like a tide, and returned to many monks' fairy houses, and the spiritual energy of the entire Yunwu Mountain surged towards this place.

The power of cutting the Tao, the casting of the Tao Tower, if you don't break it, you can't stand it, break it and then stand it!

Destroy the high stele of the Dao Pagoda in the original Lingtai Immortal Mansion. If the monks don't control it with their own will, the aura will spontaneously form the Dao Pagoda, but the result will definitely be very tragic.

If the will is used as the guide, the casting path tower is high, and the fight is not just as simple as will!

Hundreds of Dao Slashing Platforms were surging with wind and clouds, moving from time to time, constantly attracting everyone's attention, especially the numerous Xianyuan disciples, whose eyes were basically fixed on Mu Tianyin.

Half an hour passed quickly.

Mu Tianyin still maintained that movement, her eyebrows twitched.

"Clang!"

A crisp sound echoed in the Immortal Mansion of Lingtai, and a foundation was cast!

The black Dao foundation of the demon cultivator and the first-level Dao tower were firmly placed on the right side of the Immortal Mansion. Then there was a crisp sound from the left, and the white Dao foundation of the Taoist cultivator and the first-level Dao tower were cast at the same time!

Lingtai Immortal Mansion, a world of black and white, aura circling crazily, looking for its foundation, and under the guidance of Mu Tianyin's will control, it continuously surged towards the positions of the two foundations.

Hua Chongjin sat not far away, with a lazy and peaceful posture.

Meng Chengyi's gaze once again withdrew from Mu Tianyin at Zhan Daotai, and silently glanced at the opposite side again. He didn't find anything strange about Mu Tianyin for such a long time, and he finally convinced himself that he was really wrong.

But yes, how could it be possible to cultivate the yin and yang aura of heaven and earth at the same time?

wrong--

have!

Thinking of this, Meng Chengyi's eyes turned back to Mu Tianyin.

But that kind of physique has been rare since ancient times. After the period of the Five Emperors, it even disappeared in the ancient land of Immortals.

What's more, I heard that Mu Tianyin was just a casual cultivator in a small remote tribe half a year ago, so it was even more impossible. After a quick turn in his mind, Meng Chengyi nodded affirmatively.

"Keng, Keng!"

There were two crisp sounds in Ji Mingyao's Immortal Mansion, and the aura solidified into substance. In one go, she continuously forged two towers. Judging from the slightly raised corners of her mouth, it could be seen that she was in good condition.

In this tense atmosphere, without knowing it, another half an hour passed.

"Tell me, can Junior Sister Tianyin overwhelm that Ji Mingyao?" Mu Tianyin sat there with no distractions, but these disciples were sweating for her, "I'm really anxious."

The people around him shook their heads, "I don't know."

"Sure!" The person who spoke was Gu Xing'er.

Her cheeks puffed out angrily, she raised her head to stare at Ji Mingyao, and snorted, "The monks of the Northern Wilderness are amazing, I have been unhappy with their always superior faces for a long time."

"That's right, what happened to our monks in Middle Earth?" Several voices echoed indignantly.

"That's right, what are you pulling!"

Although Ji Mingyao's talent is amazing, and he is still a child of the Ji family of the northern wilderness. The rich background is beyond what they can imagine, but the miracles created by Mu Tianyin before have also given great confidence to many disciples in Xianyuan.

So dragging? Who gets slapped in the face may not know!

Now it is not only Xianyuan, but the disputes among the many sects of the Illusory Sword Sect are also related to the face of the entire Middle-earth. If Ji Mingyao is allowed to shine in the Dao Slashing Conference in Xianyuan, then the middle-earth monks will be I can't lift my head anymore.

"boom--"

When everyone was discussing happily, there was a sudden bang from the Dao Slashing Platform, and a faint green light came out, which immediately attracted the attention of many monks.

"There is a green light, the four-story pagoda!"

"quadruple--"

Mo Xingyi saw that he was a disciple of the Huanjian Sect, and it was inevitable that he would feel disappointed.

The third elder of the Illusory Sword Sect stroked his beard and nodded in satisfaction.

Gu Fenghua is so talented that he can cast the fifth level. It is conceivable that there are still very few disciples who can cast the fourth level. The third level to the fourth level is a watershed existence. Going to a higher level, of course, is another matter for six or seven, that is the boundary that distinguishes geniuses from ordinary monks.

That disciple flew down from Dao Zhantai, his brows brightened, he was very happy.

Many disciples around looked at him enviously. After all, among the ten monks, at least five floors can only cast one or two layers of Dao Pagoda, and four layers is indeed a very good result.

"boom!"

"boom--"

Immediately afterwards, several muffled sounds erupted from the Dao Slashing Lotus Platform, but they were all red and orange rays of light. Unfortunately, they were all one or two layers of Dao Pagoda. They were a few casual cultivators, and one was a disciple of Luoxia Pavilion.

"Why--"

There was a burst of lamentation around, and a few booed, and a few monks floated down the Dao Slashing Platform in great disappointment, all of them downcast, and some could not accept the result.

The scorching sun is shining brightly, and the mountains and mountains are surrounded by clouds and mist. Many monks are showing their magical powers.

Ji Chengfeng also seemed a little nervous at this time, clenched his hands tightly, and couldn't help trembling slightly when he landed on the ground. His eyes kept staring at Ji Mingyao's position, "At this time, the third sister should be almost done. gone."

"Clang!"

There was a crisp sound, and when I looked inside Ji Mingyao's Immortal Mansion, there was already a six-layer Dao Pagoda standing tall!