Chapter 94

Cloud from the ancient tripod, here is a vast and boundless world, as dark as the starry sky. The stars in the distance give off soft light, which are all treasures floating in the cloud from the ancient tripod.

After being swallowed into the tripod, all the masters panicked for a while, then reacted and began to search for the treasure in the distance.

Only Meng Xuan did not move. He watched it carefully and quickly approached the edge. According to his experience, this kind of treasure space usually has edges. Although it is very large, it can be found after searching.

He carries the Vajra's wings to subdue the devil, and his body moves quickly to the edge. I don't know how long after that, a metal wall appeared in front of him. It was very thick and upright. I couldn't see the end when I looked up. This is the inner wall of Yuncong ancient tripod, which is full of dense patterns.

He is going to try to refine this tripod!

The best way to refine is to refine blood. With blood as the medium, drop it into the magic weapon, integrate with the mind, and gradually control it. However, Yuncong ancient tripod is an imperial vessel, which contains the prestige of the emperor, and the ordinary refining methods are useless.

He had many ways in his previous life, but his memory was sealed up by himself. And he didn't want to be involved in the big cause and effect with the previous life, so he didn't want to use the method of the previous life.

As he touched the cloud from the ancient tripod, he thought of a way.

What is the way to refine this cloud from the ancient tripod?

All of a sudden, the whole cauldron vibrated, and the world inside the cauldron was also rolling. A powerful idea spread all over the world and passed down from the top of the cauldron.

Yao Qingcheng is trying to refine yuncongding!

Meng Xuan suddenly raised his head and saw that Yao Qingcheng's thoughts were golden. They came from all over the world and intertwined into dense cracks. Like a net of heaven and earth, they covered and fell, and then spread on the inner wall of the tripod!

"What is this, the way to refine the imperial vessels?" A monk asked in horror.

"It should be a means of refining imperial vessels."

Meng Xuan did not move. He looked at the cracks that spread on the imperial vessel, just like the porcelain was cracked. The cracks continued to spread, from far to near, from top to bottom. As long as the inner wall of the tripod was wrapped, the refining was completed.

His eyes narrowed. I didn't expect that Yao Qingcheng was so good that he mastered a kind of incomplete mysterious pattern!

There are eight kinds of mysterious patterns and twelve kinds of primitive ancient songs, which are called Hongmeng treasures and contain great power. Yao Qingcheng didn't know where he got the incomplete Xuanji pattern. She only mastered less than one in ten thousand, incomplete to the extreme.

But even so, she can also be used to refine cloud from the ancient Ding!

The golden lines spread wildly, which had made up one tenth of the inner wall of the tripod, and the imperial power was gradually converging.

There was a cold light in Meng Xuan's eyes. He also wanted to get the cloud from the ancient tripod. He sneered in his heart: "are you the only one who knows the mysterious pattern? I will, too

Then, he pressed his right hand on the tripod, and the silver white lines appeared, like a Parthenocissus, spreading on the wall of the tripod. Where the lines spread, a thin layer of ice began to form.

Suddenly, Meng Xuan felt that he had a kind of connection with Yun Cong Gu Ding. Although he was weak, he was slowly strengthening. His accomplishments were not as good as Yao Qingcheng's, but he started refining from the inside, faster than Yao Qingcheng.

Before his eyes, there was an ice wall, covered with dense lines. The connection between him and cloud from the ancient tripod is more and more deep. He closes his eyes, and the virtual shadow of cloud from the ancient tripod appears slowly in the sea of Tao, which is constantly solidifying. Once complete, cloud from the ancient tripod will be controlled by him!

His heart read a move, Ding suddenly appeared in the thick fog, will be completely covered here, no one can see what happened here. His mind flew into the void, and everyone's every move appeared in his reaction.

"What's the matter? Why is it fogging?" Qin Shang looked at the sky above his head and tried to fly to the sky, but after flying for nearly an hour, he found that his body was still in the same place.

The tripod is a Xumi space, where the space is chaotic, and people try every means to get out of trouble. Meng Xuan's heart was not distracted, and he began to refine the cloud from the ancient tripod.

Yao Qingcheng's golden mysterious pattern is incomplete. It seems to be reaching the limit now. It's spreading more and more slowly. At the moment, the area controlled by Meng Xuan has exceeded that of Yao Qingcheng.

Suddenly, the mysterious patterns of the two interweave.

In a flash, the clouds burst out from the ancient tripod, and a rainbow of light appeared. In the void, thunder and lightning burst madly, and the whole world inside the tripod was shaking.

"Why?" Yao Qingcheng's crisp and slightly different voice came into the cloud, from the ancient tripod.

Just as she was about to enter this place, a voice of indifference spread to everyone's ears like heavenly power: "Yao Qingcheng, make a cloud from the ancient tripod, otherwise you can't leave today."

"You can have a try." Yao Qingcheng said, noble and elegant, with a tone of indifference.

Then, the cloud from the ancient tripod began to vibrate again. With a thump, it seemed to fall to the ground. The earth shaking big explosion occurred.

Two masters of dragon elephant three realms begin to fight!

Meng Xuan didn't pay any attention to all this, and he concentrated on refining. Yao Qingcheng had no time for him, so Meng Xuan's mysterious pattern immediately took the initiative and spread crazily. He didn't know how far it had spread. From the outside world, the cloud began to form ice from the place where the ancient tripod was the size of an adult's head, and the ice was spreading.

Yao Qingcheng and Ye Hao entered a vast wasteland. The mountains are endless. They are all occupied by mountains. It's too vast and uninhabited. During the World War II, the mountains collapsed in pieces, and the ground continued to crumble.

In the tripod, the connection between Meng Xuan and Yuncong had reached a terrible level, and he was gradually able to control Yuncong. The golden Xuanji pattern has been engulfed by Meng Xuan's Taixu ice crack.

Three hours later, the battle between Yao Qingcheng and Ye Hao has entered into a white hot, all of which are real fire. They were so powerful that when they raised their hands, they pulled up a mountain and bombarded the place.

At this time, the cloud from the ancient Ding has been covered by ice for less than half. Meng Xuan found that his mind had been able to see the scene outside. The cloud falls from the ancient tripod into a valley. They fight over the void, breaking the clouds all over the sky. Ye Hao's whole body is shining, like a sun, and it is extremely prosperous. At random, the void is bursting.

And Yao Qingcheng, plain hand Qian Qian, wearing a phoenix robe, every move, cut off the void, meet Ye Hao.

Good chance.

Meng Xuan secretly said a good opportunity to control the cloud from the ancient tripod, reduced to one person high, and then turned into a streamer, pierced the void and flew away quickly. When the two people react, the cloud from the tripod has disappeared in their sight.

Yao Qingcheng pursues quickly, Ye Hao goes mad, and the two break out a world shaking war again.

Clouds from the ancient tripod shuttle in the clouds, the sound of wind and thunder shock, and there is a faint sound of the dragon and the tiger. After flying far away, Meng Xuan controls the cloud from the tripod and falls into a vast ocean. He converges all his breath and goes through it with great speed. After crossing the ocean and hundreds of mountains in succession, Meng Xuan's divine power gradually dried up, and the cloud fell from the tripod into a desert.

Inside the cauldron, he gasped heavily and was in a cold sweat. Yun Cong Ding is worthy of the title of emperor's weapon. It cost Meng Xuan's power to control its flight. At the moment, his sea is going to dry up. At the moment, refining cloud has reached the limit from the tripod. He has to supplement his divine power.

Then, he quietly out of the cloud from the tripod, sitting on the big tripod, then lead the power of Taigu Jinwu into the body. At the moment, he had an impulse to control cloud from the ancient Ding and kill several people of Qin Shang. However, the divine power was exhausted, and it was difficult to move the cloud from the ancient tripod.

In the middle of the night, Meng Xuancai regained his divine power. When he was about to start, a figure suddenly appeared behind him, looking at him coldly.

He didn't look back, but he felt it, and the hair on his back exploded.