As night fell, a few stars rays fell on the black night sky.

Inside and outside the courtyard, there is silent, only the night wind passes through the hall, bringing a hint of coolness.

Chu Liuyue is practicing in her room.

His eyes were closed, his legs were sitting cross-legged, and his breath lingered around him.

Occasionally, red and transparent flames could be seen leaping out, leaping around her body lively.

For a moment, she raised her right hand.

White and delicate fingers, lightly click in the air.

A silver force surged out and quickly transformed into several streams of light, intertwining each other to form a pattern!

Then, her left hand gently waved and several force gushed out!

These silver streamers outline the first strange pattern and immediately connect with the previous one!

If Elder Su Jin and others were here at this time, they could see that this mysterious formation was very similar to the ninth-level mysterious formation they had seen on the border before!

——Because this is what Chu Liuyue copied according to its original appearance!

For ordinary people who do not have the talent of Xuanshi, the Xuanshi is just a bunch of strange lines and patterns for them.

No matter how you look at it, it is difficult to remember.

Because there are rules in the mysterious formation, it is not as simple as remembering a book.

The complexity of the ninth-level mysterious formation is even more unimaginable!

Even a high-level Xuan Master will feel dizzy and it is impossible to record it if you watch it for a while.

But Chu Liuyue is different.

In her previous life, she had already practiced to the level of an eighth-level Xuan Master. Although she has changed her body and her strength is limited, her cognitive ability is still at the level of an eighth-level Xuan Master!

In addition, she already has amazing talent on it, it would not be difficult to record those nine-level mysterious formations.

What she has to do now is to try to simulate this mysterious formation.

Time passes by bit by bit.

Chu Liuyue described it bit by bit according to the pattern engraved in her mind.

The countless silver streamers in front of her also gradually outlined the general outline of the mysterious formation.

The bright glow shines on her face, like porcelain and jade, clear and clean.

......

Thousands of miles away.

Above the endless blue water surface, the waves are sparkling.

Several islands were floating on them, and the thick force condensed into white mist lingering, like a fairyland.

A golden light spot suddenly appeared above the void!

Then, the golden light spot expanded rapidly, forming a golden aperture!

Space fluctuates and ripples!

Immediately, a tall figure walked out of it!

It’s Rong Xiu!

At this time, he was wearing a black brocade robe and his aura was cold all over his body.

He closed his eyes and when he opened it again, the gentleness and tenderness of the seventh prince, King Li, had disappeared!

Instead, it is heart-shaking indifference and coldness!

The suppression power disappeared and his aura suddenly surged!

At first glance, it was like a killing god fighting from hell, with awesome blood!

Woo--

The horn sounds!

"Welcome to His Highness the Holy Son to return!"

At this moment, countless people looked at the direction where Rong Xiu was and bowed together!

Rong Xiu moved his body and headed towards the floating island in the middle!

He walked past the water, but there was still a small distance between the soles of his feet and the water.

He was left behind with one hand, as if he was walking in the garden.

However, in a few steps, he had already walked very far!

Before he arrived at the island, he jumped, flew up, and then floated down.

His tall figure was reflected on the black jade slab.

Rong Xiu continued to walk forward.

The soldiers responsible for guarding both sides saluted respectfully!

......

The front is Rong Xiu’s palace.

The place is very vigilant and ordinary people cannot get close to it.

It's usually very deserted.

But today, it seems that a person is waiting outside the hall early.

Hearing the movement at this time, he knelt down directly in the direction of Rong Xiu.

Rong Xiu glanced at it and narrowed his eyes slightly.

The person who came looked familiar, seemed to be an acquaintance.

When he got closer, Rong Xiu confirmed his conjecture.

really.

This person is not someone else, but Ming Yao, the only nephew of Ming Thirty-six Old Masters.

And he now has a very low status in the clan. He is the elder and is second only to the clan leader.

They rarely appear here on weekdays. Even if they have any problems, they will go to find the 36th Old Master Ming.

There are almost no one who came to Rong Xiu directly like this.

Walking to him, Rong Xiu paused and stopped.

"Elder Mingyao, why are you here today?"

"I've seen His Highness the Holy Son!"

Ming Yao quickly saluted.

A guard next to him clasped his fists and reported in a little embarrassed manner:

"Your Highness, Elder Mingyao has been waiting here since three days ago. He said there is something important and he wants to report it to you in person."

Rong Xiu raised his eyes slightly.

"Where are the thirty-six old men in Ming?"

"When you go back to your highness, the 36 old men in Ming have been in seclusion in the past few days."

This is the purpose of deliberately choosing the time when Ming Thirty-six Old Masters is gone.

Rong Xiu's thin lips slightly picked.

"Elder Mingyao please get up. If you have any trouble, just say it."

Ming Yao thanked him first and then stood up.

However, facing Rong Xiu alone, he still couldn't help but feel nervous.

He tried hard to smile.

"Your Highness, in fact, Ming Yao's arrival this time represents the wishes of many tribes."

Rong Xiu raised his sword eyebrows slightly and glanced at him indifferently.

"oh?"

Ming Yao swallowed with difficulty and said with a hard temper:
Chapter completed!