Number 4 couldn't help but ask: "What is the use of the energy of chaos?"

"Could it be that with the energy of chaos, a law cultivator can successfully transform into another cultivator?"

Su Zijin nodded, "You are right. If you get the energy of chaos, you can successfully change your cultivation!"

"This chaotic energy can only be produced when a new world is created. Most of it is brought into the Immortal Tomb by Daluo Jinxian."

"After the death of Daluo Jinxian, the energy of chaos will be hidden in the immortal tomb, making it extremely difficult to find."

No. 4 laughed, "If I get the energy of chaos, can I directly cultivate to the Great Luo Jin Fairyland?"

Su Zijin frowned, "You have no ambition. If Daluo Jinxian doesn't kill three corpses, even if he cultivates to Daluo Jinxian, what will happen?"

"By refining the energy of chaos, one can directly become a Daluo Golden Immortal, but his strength is very weak and he is the last among the Daluo Golden Immortals!"

"This kind of Daluo Jinxian can easily be killed by others and seize the energy of chaos!"

No. 4 bowed and said, "Thank you, Senior Su, for your guidance!"

Su Zijin was very arrogant. She raised her snowy chin and looked into the distance.

The yellow sand is rolling and the sky is filled with dust in the distance, which greatly obstructs the view.

Su Zijin said: "I advise you to leave here as soon as possible!"

"I don't want Yang Bo to die just after becoming a weapon spirit!"

Number 4 laughed and said, "Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Yang is very lucky!"

"There are not many Yin spirits in Daluojin Fairyland in the Immortal Tomb. How could we encounter two at once?"

"If that's the case, wouldn't we be reciting it too much?"

Su Zijin sighed lightly, "You brat, can you shut up?"

"Your mouth really stinks!"

Number 2, who had been standing aside, stepped forward and angrily shouted: "No. 4, stop talking!"

No. 4 looked aggrieved. He looked ahead and saw a person walking in the distance.

The person who came was a female cultivator, wearing a bright yellow dress, a long skirt with a belt, and a wide-sleeved albizia rut. She was walking gracefully, her face as cold as ice, she stared at Su Zijin and looked at her carefully, "Fellow Daoist Su, for many years

I have never seen or imagined that you have become a weapon spirit!"

Su Zijin said helplessly: "Isn't it bad to become a weapon spirit?"

"Now, I have no way to go further. If I become a weapon spirit, I can live forever."

The woman in the yellow dress laughed, "I didn't expect you to be able to figure this out."

"That's fine. If we can leave this world, there will be other ways after all."

The woman in the yellow skirt said no more and walked towards the distance. She took one step forward and appeared on the horizon.

Su Zijin was so anxious that she stretched out her hand to hold Yang Bo, "Fellow Daoist Yang, leave quickly!"

"That's my enemy. I'm afraid she will come back to seek revenge!"

"We have to leave now, don't stay in the Immortal Tomb!"

Yang Bo was in the process of enlightenment, and his mind was completely absorbed in the art of summoning wind and rain. He was suddenly interrupted. He raised his head and looked at Su Zijin, full of anger.

Su Zijin said anxiously: "That cousin just now, she will be back soon, we must leave immediately!"

"If you collect the water in the stone bowl, it will be the same even if you change the place!"

When Yang Bo saw that Su Zijin's anxious expression did not seem to be fake, he turned to Tianyan Daozu and said: "Tianyan Daozu, let's go!"

After this moment of healing, most of Tianyan Daozu's injuries have recovered.

However, Tianyan Daozu did not intend to leave. He insisted: "Fellow Daoist Yang, we will stay for two more days!"

"It only takes two days!"

While he was talking, the nun in yellow skirt appeared again.

The female cultivator in yellow skirt stared at Su Zijin, "Su Zijin, will you willingly become a weapon spirit?"

"What's so unusual about this group of monks that makes you so willing to follow them?"

Su Zijin said: "Huang Yue'er, do you think I am like you and have to calculate everything?"

"I'm just tired of staying in the Immortal Tomb and want a change of environment."

"You have now reached the Great Luo Jin Immortal Realm. You and I are no longer in the same world. What's wrong? Do you still want to deal with me?"

Huang Yue'er is also a Yin spirit, but her cultivation has reached the Great Luo Jin Fairyland and has become a physical entity. She stared at Su Zijin, not believing what she said.

The two have known each other for many years and have fought for many years. Huang Yue'er knows very well that Su Zijin has always wanted to cultivate into the Great Luo Jin Fairyland. She is not someone who gives up easily?

Huang Yue'er's eyes fell on Yang Bo and his group. The cultivation level of Yang Bo and the others was too low, so there was no need to consider it. Her eyes fell on Tianyan Dao Ancestor, and she couldn't help but frown, "Is this the clone of a Tao Ancestor Realm monk?"

"Based on the time, it should be at the time when the way of heaven is changing, and the law cultivators are coming to an end. Are you practicing the law of heaven's evolution?"

Tianyan Daozu cupped his hands and said, "Exactly!"

Huang Yue'er snorted coldly, "All law cultivators deserve to die!"

Yang Bo raised his head and looked in Huang Yue'er's direction, feeling surprised.

Huang Yue'er's clothes are not as simple as those of ordinary monks. Her clothes are luxurious. The yellow skirt is embroidered with gorgeous phoenix patterns. Her hair is pulled up high, and she wears a gold walking stick on her head and a variety of ornaments.

Tianyan Daozu was shocked when he heard this. He gently twisted his fingers and murmured: "It shouldn't be!"

"I should be able to avoid disaster by following Fellow Daoist Yang, but why am I still in crisis?"

"Sure enough, this trip is a time of crisis and opportunity!"

At this time, Tianyan Daozu still did not forget to deduce that this trip, he is only one step away from the energy of chaos, it can be called an opportunity, and now it is a crisis!

Huang Yue'er said coldly: "What I hate the most is a monk like you, who relies on his own ability to deduce things and keeps making deductions!"

"This clone of yours only has the cultivation level of the Pseudo-Dao Ancestor Realm. How can it be possible to deduce the matter of Daluo Jinxian?"

"It is normal for problems to arise in derivation!"

The clone of Tian Yan Dao Ancestor sighed softly. He raised his head and looked in Huang Yue'er's direction, "Fellow Daoist Huang, I can tell you the situation in the outside world. Can you spare my life?"

Huang Yue'er shook her head, "The law cultivator must die!"

"This is nothing to discuss. Even if you die, I can still ask other people!"

While talking, Huang Yue'er's eyes fell on Yang Bo and the other three.

Just taking a look at it, she couldn't help but exclaimed, "Eh, it's really a bit strange!"

"Let me send you on your way first!"

Huang Yue'er raised the sword in her hand and slashed towards the clone of Tianyan Daozu!

The sword light only has a thin line and looks ordinary.

But No. 4's eyes widened, "That's too strong!"

"Is this Daluo Jinxian's sword?"

"My sword sect's methods should also have such power!"

Yang Bo also felt the power of this sword light. He was not far from Tianyan Daozu, and the sword light did not fall on him, but he could feel the sword light condensing and burning his eyes.
Chapter completed!