Chapter 1667: Yin and Yang

In the gap, there are countless yin and yang smoldering, and between the faint sacred, you can also see an ancient portal that overlaps each other.
Invisible pressure, began to stir between the heavens and the earth, even if it is the big moon, the city of the moon, under this will be a bit of a point.
"Yin and Yang small world is open!"
"Several friends, let's go together!"
"This is the last chance, no one can stop me!"
Numerous monks reacted and turned into a ray of light to fly into it.
From a distance, it seems that there is a legion from the ancient times, is entering a new world, whether it is momentum, or lineup, it is extremely large, shaking the mind.
Even though there are hundreds of thousands of monks in the city, they have not yet participated in it, but seeing this scene is also a high-spirited, inexplicable excitement.
"You friends, don't say much, you are in the wine."
Among the main hall, Meng Jiugong stood up and raised his glass, smiling lightly.
Lin Qing broke, gave birth to immortals, Luo Wei and so on, and raised the wine glasses, and once they drank, they broke out with amazing momentum.
Brush it!
Qin Nan, Wan Hao, Xiu Shenliang, Ding Tianqi, and so on, who have not yet raised their glasses, are the first to fly out of the hall, and they will be able to fly up, Lin Qing and others will follow.
Even in this nearly 100,000-year-old monk tide, the figure of these dozens of people who have just rushed up is still incomparably eye-catching.
"Qin Nan, you better not die inside, at least let me see that you are lost, or you are not as good as death."
Meng Jiugong looked at Qin Nan flying into the gap, the smile on his face, gradually thick, as if he had seen the picture.
At this time, the news of the opening of the yin and yang small world, like an ancient catastrophe, washed away the Vientiane Immortal, swept the entire nine days of Xianyu.
"The last battle!"
The eyes of countless people come together in an instant.
Many of them have already reached the fairy, even the existence of the hegemonic level, and there is a hint of embarrassment in my heart. They hope that the geniuses they have left will be able to succeed in the immortality and not miss this last chance.
Some people, waiting quietly, waiting for this to end, boarded a more eye-catching stage and scored a victory.
However, more people are like guests.
They are paying attention to all of this, just want to witness the first half of the final event.
At the same time, Jiudian Xianyu, the upper Tianxiaoxian domain, an ancient Jedi.
A peerless figure, standing between the heavens and the earth, the horrible will emanating from the body, shocked all the ghosts and millions of people in this circle.
The whole piece of blood-stained land was also turned into an ice crystal.
"Previous life, this life, the afterlife!"
The peerless figure of a pair of white jade hands, instantly produced hundreds of thousands of French imprints, so that behind her slowly emerged three phantoms, illusion of different atmosphere.
The moment when the phantom appeared, the entire heaven and earth avenue seemed to tremble.
"With the power of the three generations, turn into a pen, write a thousand years, and the ancients are like snow!"
She wrote the pen, like a dragon, a trip, a trip to the square, a moment of chaos, instant break, instant recovery, as if the world is broken and reorganized.
Not to mention the Gai Shi hegemon, even if it is a person who has just been promoted to the nine-day supreme existence, seeing this scene, it will be completely shocked and lost.
Hey!
Suddenly, a whisper.
She stopped the pen, and the Heaven and Earth Avenue was also calm.
Her cold eyes looked at the smooth, jade-like mountain wall.
After a long time, the sound of mourning, repeated sounds, countless black gas, spread from the bottom of the mountain wall, which seems to have an ancient demon to be born.
Her picturesque eyebrows suddenly wrinkled.
This sign is extremely ominous!
At this time, the Supreme Cave House.
Next to a light blue lake, a piece of rock that once met in southern Qin, with sword marks on it, stood aside.
If you look closely, you can still see that the rock is constantly shuddering.
"What do you say are true?"
A hoarse voice, like a shuttle through countless years, sounded from the bottom of the lake.
"really"
The rock sound is also shaking: "Predecessors, as long as you can let me leave this jerk's graveyard, I can let you see my memory."
The lake is slightly rippled, and the ancient light shines from it.
"it is good."
After a long time, the hoarse voice re-emerged.
Then, an inexplicable expanse of light, with an extremely amazing speed, fell into the rock.
"This is the of war?"
In the hoarse voice, suddenly revealed a shock.
"No, if this is not the of war, then this young man is not"
The tone of the hoarse voice began to change again. If someone could see his appearance, he could see the shock of his face.
At the moment, in a white space.
Qin Nan looked at him in front of the two high and three feet, each with a negative character, and an ancient portal of the Yang word, the brow could not help but slightly wrinkled.
The small world of yin and yang, unlike other immortals, is an independent small world. In the true sense, it does not exist in the nine-day fairyland. It is similar to the three thousand worlds of the Upper Cangjie.
But why, after he entered a portal, there were two doors?
Can it be said that there are two boundaries in the middle?
"Yin and Yang flow, self-contained!"
Suddenly, a sound like a wilderness sounded slowly in the ear of Qin Nan: "Yin, there are many opportunities, but there is no hope of rising. Yang, there is no chance, but there is also a great murder, ten people into Five people will die."
"Yin, or"
When Qin Nan heard this, he immediately shook his head and said: "Ten talents die five people, of course, they must enter the sun."
He did not hesitate and fell into the Yangmen directly.
Between the time, a vast force, wrapped in his body, let him instantly came to a strange world.
Not only that, in his mind, slowly gathered a piece of jade.
The ridiculous voice once again sounded from his mind.
"From now on, you will become a disciple of the falling Xia Zong, you must become the lord of the ninth day, lead the whole sect, participate in the battle of the hundred sects, become the first patriarchal world, and you can win the Tianding!"