Chapter 181-Debate with Scholars↑
The little white deer held the rabbit in his arms and stood quietly beside the base of the talisman formation.
The star map rune on the Moon-Eating Rabbit's back lit up slightly, and its ruby eyes scanned the direction of the abyss vigilantly.
Bai Xiaolu's clear eyes fell on the Guixu Heart Lamp on the top of the tower. Her little hands gently stroked Bunny's fur and whispered, "Bunny... don't be afraid... the light is there, the key is there..."
Chu Linyuan and Xie Zhao stood side by side at the foot of the tower.
Xie Zhao's Jinghong talisman pen was spinning rapidly at his fingertips, and runes for reinforcement, concealment, and space anchoring were injected into the Black Rock warship like flowing water.
The former playfulness and playfulness were gone from his peach blossom eyes, leaving only cold concentration and a barely perceptible hint of hostility.
"Brother, I melted three layers of Abyssal Black Rock into the outer shell of the Guixu, solidified it with Chenji Star Sand, and also embedded Junior Sister Luo's highly toxic coating into it. I guarantee that those old guys in the Immortal Alliance will be defeated!"
As he spoke, he pointed the tip of his pen at a reserved groove in the core of the hull. "This is where you'll find the Dragon Evil Drive Core. When activated, it will directly activate the Immortal Killing Evil Pivot at the base of the tower!"
Chu Linyuan nodded slightly.
He was playing with the red-gold token in his hand, with wisps of black ice evil spirit lingering on his fingertips, repeatedly washing away the imprint of the Immortal Alliance on the token, as if to disinfect it thoroughly.
His cold eyes lingered on Xie Zhao's focused profile for a moment, then swept across the Black Rock warship that exuded a fierce aura.
The dark golden dragon pattern on his left cheek glowed with a restrained golden light in the morning light. His aura was as deep and profound as the abyss, yet it also revealed a sharp edge ready to strike.
"Shut up." A cold voice sounded, but it was directed at Su Tang who was excitedly explaining.
Chu Linyuan raised his hand, and a condensed black ice finger wind accurately hit the lens of Su Tang's photo stone, instantly condensing into a thin layer of ice, blocking the signal.
"Support from the outside, hiding is the best."
"Big Brother!" Su Tang stamped her foot in dissatisfaction, frantically trying to melt the ice. "I'm a war correspondent! I'm trying to gain support for the sect!"
"Listen to my senior brother," Xie Zhao replied without even looking up, his pen scribbling runes. "Little Tangdou, take the Star Guiding Order and meet Junior Sister Luo, Stupid Ox, Little Deer, and the others outside the Abyssal Rift. Those hypocrites from the Immortal Alliance might not dare to act openly at the banquet, but they must have made some arrangements in secret. You are our eyes and our escape route. Especially..."
He paused for a moment, his peach blossom eyes sweeping over the Star Attraction Order on Su Tang's waist, hinting, "...maintain friendly communication with the number one brother on the Xingyun Pavilion list, there might be a surprise."
Su Tang blushed, then nodded seriously, "Don't worry, Second Brother! I guarantee the mission will be accomplished! Senior Mo Chen's amulet signal is full!"
Chu Linyuan said no more. He took a step forward and appeared at the bow of the Black Rock warship.
The black clothes rustled in the cold wind of the abyss.
He put his fingers together like swords, and the condensed black ice evil energy gathered at his fingertips, slowly pointing them towards the groove reserved in the core of the hull.
A pure and vast terrifying force mixed with the dragon's will was instantly injected!
The rough black rock patterns on the surface of the hull seemed to come alive, flowing with a light intertwined with dark blue and dark gold!
The entire "Guixu" is like a sleeping beast from the abyss, slowly waking up and emitting a heart-pounding sense of oppression!
Xie Zhao put away the Jinghong Talisman Pen, jumped onto the bow of the boat, and stood shoulder to shoulder with Chu Linyuan.
He took one last look at the Guixu Heart Lamp on top of the Talisman Array Tower, then glanced at the people below: Luo Hongyi's gorgeous face was covered with frost and fighting spirit, Tie Niu's huge body was like the most solid barrier, Bai Xiaolu's clear eyes were filled with trust, and Su Tang waved her fist vigorously.
He took a deep breath, and the last trace of hostility in his peach blossom eyes turned into a leaping and dangerous flame.
"Guixu! Set sail!"
"Target - Immortal Alliance Palace!"
"Let those hypocritical fellows see how the 'local specialties' of the abyss warmly 'return the favor'!"
The Black Rock warship let out a low roar, tore through the evil clouds, and turned into a dark stream of light, rushing straight out of the abyss!
Leaving behind the solemn gazes of the people in the Immortal-killing Square and the eternally flowing soft light of the heart lamp.
The core of the Immortal Alliance, the Hall of Immortals.
Located on a suspended fairy mountain, it has jade-like buildings, rosy clouds, dancing cranes, and gurgling spiritual springs. It has an immortal atmosphere, which is in stark contrast to the desolate and silent Burial God Abyss.
On the huge white jade square, there is an endless stream of colorful flying boats and magical weapons. They are all elite elders or representatives from various factions who have received invitations from the Immortal Alliance. Their aura is either majestic, sharp, or ethereal.
When Chu Linyuan and Xie Zhao piloted the black rock warship "Guixu", which was pitch black, rugged and ferocious in shape, and exuded the unique cold and murderous aura of the abyss, they violently tore through the flowing clouds and landed on the edge of the White Jade Square, instantly attracting all attention.
Contempt, astonishment, inquiry, fear...all kinds of complex gazes converged like substance.
"Tsk... A country bumpkin from the Burial God Abyss is worthy of ascending to the Palace of Immortals? He ran away in disgrace last time."
A sarcastic voice, neither loud nor soft, came from a flying boat made entirely of crimson fire jade and carrying the Burning Sky Valley's residual flame logo.
A middle-aged monk in a scarlet robe and with an arrogant face was looking at the rough-hewn "Guixu" and the two figures at the bow with a gaze as if he were examining garbage.
It was Elder Jin Yan, the only one left in Fentian Valley who was in charge of this "ceremony", with hatred and gloating burning in his eyes.
Chu Linyuan didn't even raise his eyelids, as if he hadn't heard. He walked straight down the bow, his black robe brushing against the smooth white jade floor. His breath was heavy and cold, like a thousand-year-old black ice, freezing back the inquiring and unfriendly gazes around him.
Under the bright sunshine of the fairy mountain, the dark golden dragon pattern on the left cheek appears even deeper and more reserved, revealing a sense of danger.
Xie Zhaoze followed slowly behind, the Jinghong Talisman Pen spinning a flower on his fingertips, his peach blossom eyes smiling at the Fentian Valley elder, his voice clear and bright, with undisguised sarcasm:
"Hey! Isn't this Elder Jin Yan from Burning Sky Valley? What's going on? Elder Chi Yan left in such a hurry last time that he didn't even have time to collect the urn in his Chi Huang brand incinerator? Are you here... to collect his ashes on his behalf?"
He deliberately emphasized the words "incinerator" and "urn".
"You!" Elder Jin Yan's face turned ashen in an instant, and red flames rose uncontrollably around him. The pressure of the Spirit Transformation Stage suddenly pressed down on Xie Zhao!
"Youngster is looking for death!"
An extremely condensed black ice barrier instantly formed in front of Xie Zhao, blocking all the scorching pressure and flames, and even repelling them!
Chu Linyuan had stopped at some point, his cold eyes like two real ice cones piercing towards Elder Jin Yan.
Although he didn't say anything, the terrifying dragon-like pressure at the peak of the Spirit Transformation Realm mixed with the Xuanbing Sword Intent was like an invisible iceberg pressing down, causing Elder Jin Yan to groan and retreat three steps. His face turned from blue to white, and the flames around him dimmed a little!
"No private fighting is allowed in front of the Hall of Immortals." A calm and gentle voice sounded at the right time, carrying the power to resolve disputes.
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