Chapter 4537

唦唦唦.

A gust of overcast wind blew, and the eight wasteland Xuzun raised his head to look 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 this seat down."

A moment later.

Summon of elder Chengu and connect with him.

"Dust bone, how's the situation?"

Ba Huang Xuzun asked indifferently, with no emotion in his voice.

"In reply to the Lord, I just saw the fog double Lord in the hall of the Lord. There was nothing unusual about the fog double Lord, and his cultivation seemed to be improved, and his mental state was also good."

The voice of elder Chengu rang out in the mind of eight wasteland Xuzun, and then said with some doubts: "Lord, what's the matter with Lord Wu Shuang?"

"Is there no exception?"

Ba Huang Xuzun didn't answer Chen Gu's words, but narrowed his eyes.

Originally, in his mind, Jian Wushuang and the black robed man constantly overlapped and separated, completely separated.

He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

If Jian Wushuang is really an undercover spy sent by the divine universe, he will naturally fight and kill mercilessly, but at the same time, their refining God sect and his eight barrens virtual respect will also be completely reduced to a laughing stock in the virtual universe.

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

This is simply absurd.

Moreover, the eight wastelands virtual respect's heart jumped, he was afraid that the virtual God adult would think that the alchemist was colluding with the divine universe, and that would be a big trouble!

Fortunately, Jian Wushuang has been staying in the refining sect, which seems to have nothing to do with the black robed man.

Astringent thoughts, eight wasteland virtual respect said in a cold voice, "you shouldn't ask, don't ask, well, you continue to stare at the sect, and anyone who has any abnormal conditions should report to this seat at the first time."

With that, the eight wasteland virtual Zun hung up the summons, stepped on, 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 out thousands of miles in an instant and completely disappeared into the sight of the void forbidden area.

A few days later.

Lianshen sect 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 the work of the gate. When can it end?"

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

"Hahahaha, how nice it is to keep the gate. No one comes at ordinary times. It's a quiet picture."

The disciple called Shi Lang on the right smiled carelessly.

Just when they chat, fart and make jokes.

They suddenly saw a flower in front of them, as if a dark shadow passed through their eyes.

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

"Hey, look at the waves, do you think I'm having trouble guarding the door every day? I'm always dazzled recently."

Luo river muttered.

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

Jian Wushuang has stepped into the hall of the patriarch.

He reached down his hood and pulled his black robe.

Suddenly, the black robe disappeared, and instead of wearing it on him, it turned into a white cloak representing the position of the leader of the refining sect.

His facial features changed, and his ears became sharp and long. Suddenly, he changed from Wushuang to Wushuang, the Lord of refining God.

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

Jian Wushuang stepped in.

Behind the hall of the patriarch is a dark room, which is also his bedroom.

The yin-yang eight trigrams array continued to rotate. In the middle of the yin-yang eight trigrams, a figure exactly like him was practicing cross legged, and it was the corpse of the Tai Luo God.

Seeing that Jian Wushuang came in, Tai Luo Shenshi hurriedly got up and stood up, bowed his head and said:

"This one!"

Jian Wushuang nodded, and his big hand pressed on the head of the Tarot God corpse. Immediately, his consciousness instantly withdrew from the Tarot God corpse and returned to Jian Wushuang.

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

The sword unparalleled, is to close your eyes and feel the memory in your consciousness carefully.

These memories are all the things that happened when the God corpse of taro replaced the patriarch.

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

Seeing this, Jian Wushuang couldn't help frowning.

He has no friendship with the elder Chengu, or even has not dealt with him. Why did the elder Chengu suddenly come to him? Still pretending to care?

"A little weird."

Jian Wushuang pondered for a moment. Seeing that he didn't think of eyebrows, he simply stopped thinking.

However, when he looked at his memory in front of him again, a flash of anger flashed on his face.

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

In my memory, the Tai Luo God corpse took his place and held a morning meeting every day. After the morning meeting, Jiu musk, who was now his maid, was about to clean up the dormitory for the Tai Luo God corpse, but he was teased by the Tai Luo God corpse. He almost * * and the red waves rolled.

"Bastard!!!"

Jian wushuangqi shivered all over, and his forehead green veins jumped violently.

He looked coldly at the Tarot corpse, intending 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 does not lose his temper, is really oppressed to the extreme.

Think of his unparalleled sword I clear name, has there ever been such a dissolute time?

"It seems that this divine corpse separation technique is best not to be used in the future, otherwise there may be some moths."

Jian Wushuang shook his head in his heart and blocked this secret skill in his heart.

With a wave of his big hand, the unparalleled power of the sword dipped 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 had reached the medium supreme!

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

Jian matchless nodded with satisfaction, and immediately looked at the array eye of the yin-yang eight trigrams, and continued to laugh: "potential is one thing, and a large part of the halo is because this yin-yang eight trigrams is too terrible, which absorbs the corpse Qi of the whole refining sect for its practice. I'm afraid that the taruo God corpse will stay in this array eye position until it is promoted to the top supreme."