Three Hundred and Twenty-Seven. The Association of Yan Zhaoge

? The old friends reunited after a long absence, and after a short reunion, they separated. After all, the two sides belonged to different camps now.

Moreover, they are two major forces that are hostile to each other.

When the Taiyin Trial was officially held and they met again in front of everyone, the two were the same as when they first met.

You look at me, I look at you, it is definitely impossible to pretend not to know each other, but it seems that there is nothing to say.

In front of all the bosses, most of the petty tricks would be discovered, and the two girls didn't even make secret eye contact.

At this moment, in the Taiyin Trial, they are opponents to each other.

The moment when the Lunar Trial was carried out was night, and it was cloudy and rainy here in Zhuanglang Pavilion today, with dense clouds covering the brilliance of the stars and the moon, and the night sky was dark.

An Qinglin, the owner of the Zhuanglang Pavilion, personally presided over the trial of Taiyin, and she nodded to Fan Qiu, the daughter of Taiyin.

Fan Qiu stopped smiling at this moment, pursed his lips, and a pair of small rabbit teeth disappeared.

She made a fist mark with one hand and tucked it around her waist. With the fingers of the other hand together, she pushed forward flatly with one palm.

Following Fan Qiu's action, a light flickered above her head.

A bright, quiet and quiet.

But the brilliance was so bright that it instantly made the night sky no longer dark.

The moonlight, which seemed to compete with the bright sun, appeared on Fan Qiu's head. Between the moonlight, a nearly transparent ice crystal transformed into an elegant and delicate pure white crown.

A desolate and ancient atmosphere spreads out, the distance is long and soul-stirring.

The faint light spread out, and the moonlight seemed to fill the world at this moment.

As soon as this pure white exquisite crown appeared, its powerful presence was not inferior to that of Wusheng An Qinglin who was standing beside him.

Everyone's attention was attracted at this moment, looking at the distinctive holy soldier, the lunar crown.

Yan Zhaoge was also looking at the Taiyin crown, in addition to thinking about the Taiyin test in front of him, he also thought of other things.

At first on the sandbar,

After collecting the pillars of the shrine, a deeper level of refining was carried out, and many light and shadow traces engraved on the pillars of the shrine were seen.

Among them was a mysterious woman who found the pillars of the shrine earlier than Yan Zhaoge, but did not take it away.

Now that he has witnessed the crown of the moon with his own eyes and felt the power and artistic conception of it up close, Yan Zhaoge can be sure that the woman who met the pillars of the shrine in the great western desert wore the familiar crown on her head. This is the holy weapon that attracts the world's attention and everyone is fighting for it!

The pillars of the shrine have been buried in the great western desert for too long, and the mysterious woman, let alone the year and month, is unknown.

But the other party is likely to be related to the old Jingu, let Yan Zhaoge pay attention to it.

Fan Qiu received the left fist at his waist, and slowly punched forward.

Following her action, the power of the lunar crown suddenly became stronger, and then it floated away from Fan Qiu's head and flew towards the middle of the field.

Fan Qiu's connection with the holy soldiers began to weaken and tend to be cut off.

Although the moonlight still shrouded the heaven and the earth faintly, the strong sense of power in the crown gradually dissipated, not fading, but as if entering a deep sleep.

An Qinglin said: "The time has come, and the fifth trial of the lunar eclipse is just beginning."

Elder Meng, Mr. Xizhao and the others nodded at Feng Yunsheng, Meng Wan and the others when they heard the words.

All the daughters of the Taiyin present, including Fan Qiu who had just lost contact with the Taiyin Crown, all took a step forward and gathered under the floating Taiyin Crown.

Several people shouted coquettishly in unison, and looked up at the crown of the moon.

In their pupils, luster emerges, like a faint metallic luster.

Affected by these radiances, the lunar crown vibrated slightly, as if it had just woken up after a deep sleep, and then a majestic sense of power reappeared.

It's just that the power fluctuations coming out at this moment originate from the lunar crown itself, and it doesn't have a clear direction, it's triggered by stress.

With the lunar crown as the center, in the cold moonlight, seven beams of light that also flashed pale golden radiance descended from the sky, covering Feng Yunsheng and the others.

Feng Yunsheng felt his thoughts and feelings, as if he had established a connection with the holy soldiers in midair.

Although it is shared with other people, although the connection is still superficial and limited, Feng Yunsheng's heart is unavoidably turbulent.

There, it seems to be my hometown, it seems to be an extremely familiar friend, it seems to be my destination.

Feng Yunsheng looked neither happy nor sad, quietly looking at the lunar crown in the sky.

Once, for many years, the white crown in midair was the goal and motivation of her continuous efforts.

It is not only the expectations and wishes of the Great Sun Sect, but also the life goal that Feng Yunsheng is willing to work hard for.

Unfortunately, later, it shattered like a dream bubble.

Fortunately, Feng Yunsheng was strong-willed and soon had a new goal in life, firmly believing that even without the body of the yin, he could live a wonderful life.

After that, there was hope again.

Gained and lost, lost and recovered.

Going around, it is difficult for people who have not had the same experience to understand the feeling.

For himself, for Guangcheng Mountain, Feng Yunsheng has to fight once.

Although it was the first time to formally participate, Feng Yunsheng had already been familiar with the procedure of the Taiyin Test.

In the pale golden beam of light, Feng Yunsheng let out a soft drink, and the long black saber was unsheathed, and slashed towards the void.

In the other six beams of light, Meng Wan and the others also performed the same movements, each showing their strengths.

The moves they are urging at this moment are not simply the unique skills of martial arts inherited from various sects, but the unique skills of the Taiyin after combining their own martial arts with the power of the Taiyin!

Through the Taiyin stunt, they further establish a connection with the Taiyin crown and resonate.

When someone obtains the crown of Taiyin, he uses the crown of Taiyin as the way and the unique skill of Taiyin as the weapon, so as to use the cultivation base of the master realm to activate this powerful holy weapon.

Nian Lei, the Taiyin daughter of the Tianlei Palace, made a series of rings in her palm, like a thunderbolt. In the beam of light covering her, light and shadow emerged, condensed and manifested into a big drum. ring.

Ling Hui, the daughter of Taiyin in Cangmang Mountain, has the unique skills of Taiyin and holy soldiers, but manifests as a seemingly inconspicuous chisel, which seems to be able to cut through mountains.

Chen Suting of Bihai City manifested a huge boat, riding the wind and waves.

Fan Qiu in the Zhuanglang Pavilion is a paper umbrella floating in the rain.

This is the first round of competition judged by the holy weapon of Taiyin Crown, and no one can fake it.

It is clear at a glance which is strong and which is weak.

Linghui in Cangwu Mountain is the weakest, Nianlei in Tianlei Palace is stronger, and Chen Suting in Bihai City is better than Nianlei.

Fan Qiu, the youngest among the four girls, is the strongest among the four.

But at this moment, Meng Wan let out a Qingyue cry like a young phoenix, and then within the pale golden beam of light that enveloped her, the light and shadow of a fire phoenix took shape, spreading its wings and soaring.

The fire phoenix spread its wings, instantly suppressing the momentum of the others, crowning the crowd! (To be continued.)