Chapter 4542

唦唦唦唦.

A gust of Yin wind blew, and Ba Huang Xu Zun looked up at the sky, and his heart became colder and colder.

In his mind, the figure of fog double, and the black robed figure he just saw stepping into the void crack in the hall, constantly overlapped and then separated.

"Fog double, I hope you don't let us down."

A moment later.

Summon of elder Chengu and connect with him.

"Dust bone, how's it going?"

Ba Huang Xuzun asked indifferently, and his voice did not show any emotion.

"Report back to the patriarch. I saw the fog double patriarch in the patriarch's hall just now. There is nothing unusual about the fog double patriarch. Moreover, his cultivation seems to be improved and his mental state is also good."

The voice of elder Chengu sounded in the mind of eight wasteland Xuzun, and then said with some doubt: "Lord, what's the matter with Lord Wushuang?"

"Is there no exception?"

Ba Huang Xu Zun did not answer Chen Gu's words, but narrowed his eyes.

Originally, in his mind, jianwushuang and the black robed man overlapped and separated, completely separated.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

If the sword matchless is really an undercover spy sent by the divine universe, he will fight and kill mercilessly, but at the same time, their refining sect and his eight wasteland virtual respect will also become a laughing stock in the virtual universe.

Let an undercover spy from another Universe become the leader of the refining sect?

This is absurd.

In addition, the eight wastelands Xuzun's heart jumped. He was afraid that the Xushen adult would think that the alchemy sect was colluding with the divine power universe, and that would be a big trouble!

Fortunately, jianwushuang has been staying in the refining God sect. It seems that he has nothing to do with the black robed man.

Astringent thoughts, Ba Huang Xuzun said in a cold voice, "you shouldn't ask. Don't ask. Well, you continue to stare at the sect. Anyone who has any abnormalities should report to this seat at the first time."

With that, the eight wasteland virtual respect hung up the summons, stepped on it, turned into a streamer, and began to investigate the void cracks.

......

Outside the void forbidden area.

The unparalleled speed of the sword was so fast that it swept thousands of miles and completely disappeared into the sight of the void forbidden area.

A few days later.

Lianshenzong Mountain Gate.

The two disciples of refining sect were responsible for guarding the gate last time.

"Hey, it's cold and desolate. It depends on when the work of the gate can end."

The disciple named Luohe on the left held his neck high, shook his head and sighed.

"Ha ha ha, how nice it is to guard the gate. No one comes at ordinary times. It's quiet."

The disciple on the right, Shilang, smiled carelessly.

Just when they chat, fart and make jokes.

They suddenly saw a flower in front of them, like a dark shadow passing through their eyes.

When they looked again, they didn't see anything.

"Hey, look at the waves. Do you think I have trouble keeping the door every day? I've been dazzled lately."

Luo river murmured.

"Maybe. Don't talk about you. I'm a little dazed now."

"Hey, come on, come on."

After shaking their heads and sighing for a while, they continued to make jokes.

What happened just now was completely forgotten by them.

......

At the same time.

Jianwushuang has stepped into the main hall.

He reached down his hood and pulled on his black robe.

Suddenly, the black robe disappeared and replaced him with a white cloak representing the position of the leader of the refining God sect.

His facial features changed, and his ears became sharp and long. Suddenly, he changed from the unparalleled sword to the master of refining God, fog Shuang.

Reaching out and pressing behind the throne of the hall, a raised stone suddenly made a dull sound on the wall behind the hall, and the wall automatically opened to both sides.

Sword peerless stepped in.

Behind the Lord's hall is a dark room, which is also his bedroom.

As like as two peas of yin and Yang, the figure of the sun and the eight diagrams is in the middle. A figure exactly like him is practicing with his knees.

Seeing jianwushuang coming in, Tarot quickly got up, stood up, bowed his head and said:

"My Lord!"

Jianwushuang nodded and pressed his big hand on the head of the Tarot God corpse. Suddenly, his consciousness immediately withdrew from the Tarot God corpse and returned to jianwushuang's body.

Suddenly, the original face was still in high spirits, and the Tai Luo God corpse in his eyes was quite flexible. The brilliance in his eyes quickly faded, became stiff again, and turned into the original appearance of the Tai Luo God corpse.

The sword is unparalleled. It closes its eyes and feels the memory in consciousness carefully.

These memories are all what happened when the Tarot God corpse replaced the patriarch.

"Oh? Elder Chengu came? And he left in a hurry after hesitating and asking for two marginal words? "

Seeing this, jianwushuang couldn't help frowning.

He doesn't have any friendship with the dust skeleton elder, or even has never dealt with him. Why did the dust skeleton elder suddenly come to him? Still pretending to care?

"It's a little weird."

Jian Wushuang thought for a moment. Seeing that he didn't think of an eyebrow, he simply stopped thinking.

However, when he looked at his memory in front of him again, an angry color flashed on his face.

The Tarot God corpse, or the Tarot God corpse controlled by his consciousness, almost killed the nine musk deer!

In my memory, the Tarot God corpse took his place and held a morning meeting every day. After the morning meeting, the nine musk deer, who was his maid, was about to clean up the bedroom for the Tarot God corpse, but the Tarot God corpse flirted with him for a few words, and almost ran out of firewood and red waves.

"Bastard!!!"

The sword trembled all over without double Qi, and the veins on his forehead jumped violently.

He looked coldly at the Tarot corpse and wanted to lose his temper, but all this was controlled by his own consciousness.

That kind of feeling, like the object who wants to lose his temper but doesn't lose his temper, is really bent to the extreme.

He wanted to be famous for his unparalleled sword all his life. How could he ever be so dissolute?

"It seems that it's best not to use this technique of separation of gods and corpses in the future, otherwise you can't tell what moths will come out."

Sword matchless shook his head and blocked the secret skill in his heart.

With a wave of his big hand, the unparalleled power of the sword went into the body of Tarot God. This time, his face was a little smiling.

Tarot corpse, breakthrough!

Before he left, the cultivation of Tarot God corpse was the primary supreme, and he just checked that the cultivation of Tarot God corpse has reached the medium supreme!

"This Tarot corpse is worthy of being transformed by the supreme Tarot after his death. Its potential is amazing. The speed of cultivation is so fast."

Jianmatchless nodded with satisfaction, immediately looked at the array eye of the yin-yang eight trigrams, and continued to laugh: "potential is one thing, and most of the round halo is because the yin-yang eight trigrams are too scary, which absorbs the corpse Qi of the whole refining sect for their cultivation. I'm afraid that the Tarot corpse will stay in this eye position until it is promoted to the top and supreme. "