Liang Xiaoqiong set off the formation, her eyes shone with purple light, and countless red threads of fate appeared around her, crisscrossing.

She sacrificed her gloves and silently recited the spells. After a while, the threads of destiny began to intertwined with the gloves.

The void vibrated slightly, and all the silk threads became quiet in an instant. Then one silk thread was peeled off from the glove, followed by another one.

More and more silk threads began to peel off, and Liang Xiaoqiong carefully screened them, and her brows became tighter and tighter.

At the same time, Yi Qianmo found that the gloves in his hand trembled slightly, and began to show its original shape without being controlled.

Seeing this, his face changed, and he immediately sat cross-legged in the starry sky, and began to activate the spiritual patterns on his body, and combined them with the spiritual patterns on his gloves.

A huge force of fate crushed towards the area where he was, which made his brow frown and a trace of sweat also spilled out.

Fortunately, the gloves were suppressed tightly by him, and with the spiritual patterns, the power of fate could not erode any of them.

Just like that, an hour passed!

All the threads of fate have been stripped away, and only one thread of fate is left on the glove. Yi Qianmo knew that this thread of fate is what he was involved in!

As a last resort, Yi Qianmo could only seek help from Guangling in Hongmeng Tower.

There are nearly tens of billions of light spirits in his Hongmeng Tower, and they have been deducing the Hongmeng Spirit Pattern.

After receiving the summons from Yi Qianmo, all the Guangling immediately put down the work at hand and joined the confrontation!

A huge spiritual consciousness erupted from them and gathered with Yi Qianmo's spiritual consciousness. At this moment, Yi Qianmo was not fighting alone.

"Zheng!"

Just as the sound of the strings breaking, the void ripples appeared, and the last thread of fate finally peeled off from the glove.

"puff!"

Liang Xiaoqiong squirted out a mouthful of blood, her face extremely pale.

Seeing this, Hou Zhi immediately asked, "What's going on?"

"I found it, but the other party actually hid his own thread of fate!"

Liang Xiaoqiong wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and said, "And what I feel is not the fate of a person, but... but the fate of countless creatures!"

“How many are countless?”

Hou Cheng frowned.

"It's almost tens of billions!"

Liang Xiaoqiong said, "This guy should be the thief who used to pull the thread of fate!"

Hou Cheng had a deep brow. At this moment, he realized that things had become very difficult, and if the other party had the ability to hide his own destiny thread.

That means that the other party can avoid the investigation of the Department of Fate. Such ability is equivalent to being invisible directly under the Roulette of Fate.

In this way, if the other party does anything, the destiny roulette cannot detect the cause and effect. It is simply jumping out of the three realms and not in the five elements!

When Liang Xiaoqiong described the matter in detail, Hou Cheng fell into deep doubts.

What he suspected at this moment was the ancestral hall of the top ten super ancient tribes. As for the Pangu tribe, he also thought about it!

However, the Pangu tribe's fate roulette is limited to the corner of the Nine Abyss Demon Sea. Compared with the Three Thousand Worlds, it is simply not worth mentioning!

There are only the top ten super ancient tribes who can truly shake the Roulette of Destiny, and they happen to be outside the control of the Roulette of Destiny.

"Did these guys have thought of ways to avoid the roulette of fate and walk freely in the Three Thousand Worlds?"

Hou Cheng thought to himself.

After a long silence, he immediately sent a message to Liang Xiaoqiong and said, "Immediately send a message to the Lord of Destiny, and I will invite her to come here in person!"

Liang Xiaoqiong nodded, then followed the thread of fate and began to send a message out.

But what Liang Xiaoqiong didn't know was that Yi Qianmo was not far away at this moment, and at this moment he just opened his spiritual consciousness.

So when she sent the message, Yi Qianmo immediately captured it. Although he went deep into it and learned the specific information, he also knew that his behavior just now should have alarmed the other party.

But at this moment he didn't know if it was time to intercept the news, was it the other party's trap?

At this moment, a voice came from the Hongmeng Tower, saying, "Sir, let's do it!"

"you?"

Yi Qianmo looked at the Guanglings suspiciously.

"Since we have understood this Hongmeng Spiritual Pattern, we are no longer in our previous state, we have already had an entity, and we have deduced many ways to apply spiritual patterns during this period."

Guangling said, "It is not difficult to intercept this wisp of news!"

Yi Qianmo was stunned, but at this moment he could only be a living horse!

"What do I need to do?" Yi Qianmo asked.

"Sir, just trust us!" said the light spirits.

Yi Qianmo immediately let go of his body and mind and allowed the Guanglings to do it.

“Buzz!”

The Hongmeng Tower vibrated slightly, and then released a dazzling light. The light spirits began to recite the ancient spell silently, forming a sound of Hongshu, which resounded throughout Yi Qianmo's sea of ​​consciousness.

At the same time, a huge spiritual power gathered, and countless spiritual patterns intertwined together, turning into a sword and shooting out from Yi Qianmo's eyebrows.

"puff!"

A sword fell and fell on Liang Xiaoqiong's silk thread of fate, accompanied by a loud sound of soul.

There was no fluctuation in the void, but Liang Xiaoqiong, who felt the thread of fate, trembled all over, and then sprayed a mouthful of blood, and her face instantly pale as paper!

"Bold, you dare to openly fight against the Palace of Eternal Life!"

Liang Xiaoqiong stood up, and a huge force erupted from her body.

Her clothes fluttered, purple light flashed in her eyes, sweeping through the void around her. At this moment, even Hou Cheng was shocked, and the star master of Hanhai was so scared that he collapsed on the ground.

But her eyes swept over a week, but she didn't notice Yi Qianmo at all. While she gritted her teeth, she could do nothing.

Yi Qianmo didn't expect that the Guanglings were so fierce that they actually went directly to kill Liang Xiaoqiong's destiny thread, which scared him.

However, when the sword was retracted, he soon received the message, which was passed to the Lord of Destiny and was invited by Hou Cheng himself.

This made Yi Qianmo frown. If the Lord of Destiny came here in person, he might not be able to hide himself.

By then, his so-called plan would be impossible to talk about, and he could only escape into darkness again.

But if you want to enter the Palace of Eternal Life, there is no chance. Time doesn't wait for anyone to return to the Nine Abyss Demon Sea. Even if you share all the spiritual patterns, you will not be able to catch up with the speed of the world's decline.

What's more, the Palace of Eternal Life does not want this world at all, but only wants to use the power of sentient beings to overcome the tribulation.

Thinking of this, he had a bold idea, immediately activated his spiritual consciousness, connected Liang Xiaoqiong's destiny thread, and said, "Do you think you have a destiny roulette, and these sentient beings are ants?"

As soon as these words came out, Liang Xiaoqiong trembled all over and subconsciously felt around him, but he could not notice Yi Qianmo's figure at all, and said, "Who are you!"

"Are you afraid too?" Yi Qianmo sneered, "Then let me tell you that even if the Lord of Destiny comes, it is useless unless the old man from the Lord of the Palace of Eternal Life comes here in person, but... it's a pity that he should need to sit in the Palace of Eternal Life, and it's impossible for him to take action in person!"

"You can't take this innate purple aura with you!"
Chapter completed!