Chaotic Hourglass
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Du Jie De Xiao Bai
Chaotic Hourglass
"Ling Si, do you really think I'm afraid of you?"
Lou Xuanyuan's face was as gloomy as water.
The monstrous soul power rushed out, and an ancient, desolate mummy appeared out of thin air.
This mummy was dressed in a golden royal robe.
Although it has been dead for an unknown number of years, there are still quite powerful waves of holy power circulating.
Not at all weaker than Qin Chen's three-eyed golden crow and the holy body of Henggong Yu, even worse.
"A top-notch saint-level endowed puppet."
Qin Chen's eyes narrowed slightly.
This holy corpse was the emperor of an ancient country in Chongqing during the Middle Ages, and was killed by the ancient Loulan clan.
This ancient emperor's holy corpse also fell into the hands of Lou Xuanyuan.
Under Lou Xuanyuan's endowment.
A large amount of the power of the gold system great sage in the ancient emperor's holy corpse burst out, forming a golden glow all over the sky.
Although Lou Xuanyuan's space source is quite different from the metal source.
But relying on his powerful soul power and control, Lou Xuanyuan was still able to make this ancient emperor's holy corpse extremely lethal.
The sharp golden light pierced through the space, and the surrounding area collapsed.
In an instant, Ling Si was covered.
Seeing the third senior brother fall into crisis.
But Qin Chen didn't have too many worries.
Being able to walk out of the white mist formation of Mie Shen Temple already shows Ling Si's tyranny.
"Oh!"
A stalk of dead grass slashed horizontally on the corpse of the ancient emperor like a giant axe, causing the powerful corpse of the ancient emperor to fly out directly.
Much of the vitality left in the holy body was gone, and the aura dropped sharply.
Innate Holy Treasure, a Time Grass.
Possessing the power of time, it is miraculous and unparalleled.
Repelling the ancient emperor's corpse, Ling Si rushed out like a thunderstorm.
Holding a stalk of Time Grass in his hand, he slashed down towards the top of Lou Xuanyuan's head.
Lou Xuanyuan's eyes showed a stern look: "The innate holy treasure, are you the only one with it?"
A quaint hourglass appeared in his palm.
The sand in the hourglass falls down one by one.
Qin Chen glanced at it, and suddenly his mind roared, his thinking became extremely chaotic, and he lost himself for a while.
"what is this?"
Qin Chen was quite surprised.
Lou Xuanyuan pressed the hourglass towards Ling Si, like a blow to the head.
Ling Si seemed to feel the same way as Qin Chen, falling into chaotic thinking, and his whole body froze in mid-air.
The killing intent in Lou Xuanyuan's eyes became extraordinarily strong.
He and Ling Si, who were in the same era, had been enemies for many years.
Today, he did not hesitate to reveal the secret that he possessed the innate holy treasure, and he planned to completely leave Ling Si in this Lingkunzong ruins.
"Maoshan Meditation Technique."
Ling Si completely calmed down his heart.
When the mind is calm, all distracting thoughts can be broken.
Moreover, his practice of Maoshan Meditation Technique is far superior to that of Qin Chen.
After all, he had already started to practice decades ago.
"Original sacred skill - the pendulum clock of time!"
The magical time-based holy power enveloped Ling Si's whole body.
An ancient clock emerged.
The pointer swung a scale backwards vigorously.
Lou Xuanyuan, who had already charged in front of Ling Si, was suddenly thrown back by an irresistible force.
"The chaotic hourglass? This treasure is good, I want it!"
Ling Si recovered and was quite interested in the hourglass in Lou Xuanyuan's hand.
Lou Xuanyuan's heart shook.
The source of space and the source of time are both one of the supreme sources.
It stands to reason that there should be no distinction between strength and weakness.
Obviously, Ling Si's cultivation of the origin of time is superior to Lou Xuanyuan's.
Moreover, a time grass has the power of time, which is actually the power of time.
On the contrary, the innate ability of the chaotic hourglass is chaotic thinking.
It has nothing to do with Lou Xuanyuan's origin of space.
The innate holy treasure is certainly tyrannical.
But it must fall into the hands of the right person to exert the most powerful power.
With Ling Si's blow, it fell.
Lou Xuanyuan didn't seem to be injured, but his face turned paler than the naked eye.
A time grass directly took away part of his vitality.
The loss of longevity is far more serious than the injury.
This is also the place where the origin of time is the most dreadful.
Seeing this, Qi Xi knew that it was absolutely impossible to count on Lou Xuanyuan to solve Ling Si.
If he wanted to take back the Lingkun treasure box from Qin Chen, he could only rely on himself.
However, just when Qi Xi was about to make a move.
A lazy voice followed.
"Holy Maiden of the Bright Moon, let us play with you."
The familiar voice made Qin Chen know who it was, and his eyes lit up with joy.
He had always been worried about their whereabouts, and now he was naturally happy to see them appearing with the third senior brother.
Meng Daojun and Ye Wutian came across the sky, and nodded towards Qin Chen with a smile.
Qi Xi frowned.
Whether it is Meng Daojun or Ye Wutian, they are all unfamiliar faces.
Now two unknown people dare to challenge her?
"Humph."
Without saying a word, Qi Xi planned to get rid of Meng Dao Jun and Ye Wutian within three moves.
The Holy Moon Sword cut out a bright arc of the moon, like a round of bright moon falling from the sky, carrying extremely strong lethality.
"Dream."
Mengdao Jun stretched his waist, yawned, and his eyes became blurred.
A dreamland instantly enveloped Qi Xi.
In the outside world, Lord Mengdao is naturally no match for Qi Xi.
However, under the suppression of the holy magnetic field, Meng Dao Jun's miraculous and unparalleled Dao of Dreams will undoubtedly be brought to the extreme.
What's more, there is Ye Wutian.
He cooperates with Mengdao Jun very well.
When Meng Dao Jun used the dream, Ye Wutian's throwing knife had already aimed at Qi Xi's vitals and shot away.
Qi Xi who fell into the dream is undoubtedly quite fragile, so that Ye Wutian's throwing knife is very deadly.
But Qi Xi is not an ordinary person after all.
The moment Haoyue's holy body burst out, he broke free from the dream, and swung his sword to repel the flying knife.
But on that snow-white pretty face, there was a look of horror.
Ye Wutian is okay to say.
But Meng Daojun's great way of dreaming is really unheard of for her.
Just now, she even felt a huge danger.
"who are you?"
It was only at this time that Qi Xi realized that the two unknown people in front of him were definitely not ordinary people.
"Maoshan, Lord Mengdao."
The moment the voice fell, the meaning of endless sleep rushed into Qi Xi's mind like a surprise.
sleep!
After Meng Daojun became a saint, the Great Meng Dao Technique has already transformed into a world-level self-created method.
Even Qin Chen didn't dare to say that the natural sword technique could beat the Great Dream sword technique.
"Maoshan, Ye Wutian."
Although Ye Wutian's voice was soft, the flying knife was fierce.
The speed is even faster to the extreme.
"A Maoshan disciple again?"
Qi Xi's eyes showed surprise.
Just one Qin Chen had already made her look at Mao Shan with admiration.
Today, Ling Si, Meng Daojun, and Ye Wutian are all from Maoshan.
This declining sect seems to be more dazzling than those eight sects.
(End of this chapter)
"Ling Si, do you really think I'm afraid of you?"
Lou Xuanyuan's face was as gloomy as water.
The monstrous soul power rushed out, and an ancient, desolate mummy appeared out of thin air.
This mummy was dressed in a golden royal robe.
Although it has been dead for an unknown number of years, there are still quite powerful waves of holy power circulating.
Not at all weaker than Qin Chen's three-eyed golden crow and the holy body of Henggong Yu, even worse.
"A top-notch saint-level endowed puppet."
Qin Chen's eyes narrowed slightly.
This holy corpse was the emperor of an ancient country in Chongqing during the Middle Ages, and was killed by the ancient Loulan clan.
This ancient emperor's holy corpse also fell into the hands of Lou Xuanyuan.
Under Lou Xuanyuan's endowment.
A large amount of the power of the gold system great sage in the ancient emperor's holy corpse burst out, forming a golden glow all over the sky.
Although Lou Xuanyuan's space source is quite different from the metal source.
But relying on his powerful soul power and control, Lou Xuanyuan was still able to make this ancient emperor's holy corpse extremely lethal.
The sharp golden light pierced through the space, and the surrounding area collapsed.
In an instant, Ling Si was covered.
Seeing the third senior brother fall into crisis.
But Qin Chen didn't have too many worries.
Being able to walk out of the white mist formation of Mie Shen Temple already shows Ling Si's tyranny.
"Oh!"
A stalk of dead grass slashed horizontally on the corpse of the ancient emperor like a giant axe, causing the powerful corpse of the ancient emperor to fly out directly.
Much of the vitality left in the holy body was gone, and the aura dropped sharply.
Innate Holy Treasure, a Time Grass.
Possessing the power of time, it is miraculous and unparalleled.
Repelling the ancient emperor's corpse, Ling Si rushed out like a thunderstorm.
Holding a stalk of Time Grass in his hand, he slashed down towards the top of Lou Xuanyuan's head.
Lou Xuanyuan's eyes showed a stern look: "The innate holy treasure, are you the only one with it?"
A quaint hourglass appeared in his palm.
The sand in the hourglass falls down one by one.
Qin Chen glanced at it, and suddenly his mind roared, his thinking became extremely chaotic, and he lost himself for a while.
"what is this?"
Qin Chen was quite surprised.
Lou Xuanyuan pressed the hourglass towards Ling Si, like a blow to the head.
Ling Si seemed to feel the same way as Qin Chen, falling into chaotic thinking, and his whole body froze in mid-air.
The killing intent in Lou Xuanyuan's eyes became extraordinarily strong.
He and Ling Si, who were in the same era, had been enemies for many years.
Today, he did not hesitate to reveal the secret that he possessed the innate holy treasure, and he planned to completely leave Ling Si in this Lingkunzong ruins.
"Maoshan Meditation Technique."
Ling Si completely calmed down his heart.
When the mind is calm, all distracting thoughts can be broken.
Moreover, his practice of Maoshan Meditation Technique is far superior to that of Qin Chen.
After all, he had already started to practice decades ago.
"Original sacred skill - the pendulum clock of time!"
The magical time-based holy power enveloped Ling Si's whole body.
An ancient clock emerged.
The pointer swung a scale backwards vigorously.
Lou Xuanyuan, who had already charged in front of Ling Si, was suddenly thrown back by an irresistible force.
"The chaotic hourglass? This treasure is good, I want it!"
Ling Si recovered and was quite interested in the hourglass in Lou Xuanyuan's hand.
Lou Xuanyuan's heart shook.
The source of space and the source of time are both one of the supreme sources.
It stands to reason that there should be no distinction between strength and weakness.
Obviously, Ling Si's cultivation of the origin of time is superior to Lou Xuanyuan's.
Moreover, a time grass has the power of time, which is actually the power of time.
On the contrary, the innate ability of the chaotic hourglass is chaotic thinking.
It has nothing to do with Lou Xuanyuan's origin of space.
The innate holy treasure is certainly tyrannical.
But it must fall into the hands of the right person to exert the most powerful power.
With Ling Si's blow, it fell.
Lou Xuanyuan didn't seem to be injured, but his face turned paler than the naked eye.
A time grass directly took away part of his vitality.
The loss of longevity is far more serious than the injury.
This is also the place where the origin of time is the most dreadful.
Seeing this, Qi Xi knew that it was absolutely impossible to count on Lou Xuanyuan to solve Ling Si.
If he wanted to take back the Lingkun treasure box from Qin Chen, he could only rely on himself.
However, just when Qi Xi was about to make a move.
A lazy voice followed.
"Holy Maiden of the Bright Moon, let us play with you."
The familiar voice made Qin Chen know who it was, and his eyes lit up with joy.
He had always been worried about their whereabouts, and now he was naturally happy to see them appearing with the third senior brother.
Meng Daojun and Ye Wutian came across the sky, and nodded towards Qin Chen with a smile.
Qi Xi frowned.
Whether it is Meng Daojun or Ye Wutian, they are all unfamiliar faces.
Now two unknown people dare to challenge her?
"Humph."
Without saying a word, Qi Xi planned to get rid of Meng Dao Jun and Ye Wutian within three moves.
The Holy Moon Sword cut out a bright arc of the moon, like a round of bright moon falling from the sky, carrying extremely strong lethality.
"Dream."
Mengdao Jun stretched his waist, yawned, and his eyes became blurred.
A dreamland instantly enveloped Qi Xi.
In the outside world, Lord Mengdao is naturally no match for Qi Xi.
However, under the suppression of the holy magnetic field, Meng Dao Jun's miraculous and unparalleled Dao of Dreams will undoubtedly be brought to the extreme.
What's more, there is Ye Wutian.
He cooperates with Mengdao Jun very well.
When Meng Dao Jun used the dream, Ye Wutian's throwing knife had already aimed at Qi Xi's vitals and shot away.
Qi Xi who fell into the dream is undoubtedly quite fragile, so that Ye Wutian's throwing knife is very deadly.
But Qi Xi is not an ordinary person after all.
The moment Haoyue's holy body burst out, he broke free from the dream, and swung his sword to repel the flying knife.
But on that snow-white pretty face, there was a look of horror.
Ye Wutian is okay to say.
But Meng Daojun's great way of dreaming is really unheard of for her.
Just now, she even felt a huge danger.
"who are you?"
It was only at this time that Qi Xi realized that the two unknown people in front of him were definitely not ordinary people.
"Maoshan, Lord Mengdao."
The moment the voice fell, the meaning of endless sleep rushed into Qi Xi's mind like a surprise.
sleep!
After Meng Daojun became a saint, the Great Meng Dao Technique has already transformed into a world-level self-created method.
Even Qin Chen didn't dare to say that the natural sword technique could beat the Great Dream sword technique.
"Maoshan, Ye Wutian."
Although Ye Wutian's voice was soft, the flying knife was fierce.
The speed is even faster to the extreme.
"A Maoshan disciple again?"
Qi Xi's eyes showed surprise.
Just one Qin Chen had already made her look at Mao Shan with admiration.
Today, Ling Si, Meng Daojun, and Ye Wutian are all from Maoshan.
This declining sect seems to be more dazzling than those eight sects.
(End of this chapter)
