Villain: Capture the Lolita Sword Spirit at the beginning

In the boundless starry sky, red threads hang in the boundless void.

Every red silk thread hides endless and terrifying power, and makes people unable to see the end of the red thread.

They wrapped around the body of a girl in battle armor, exuding wisps of unfathomable Dao Yun.

The expression on the girl's face was sometimes painful, sometimes angry, sometimes sad and sometimes relieved, and the aura on her body rose step by step, spreading towards the infinite chaotic universe.

Countless Chaos Beasts born in the chaotic turbulence were frightened by this breath, and involuntarily moved away from the girl's direction, and even the chaotic turbulent current was also detouring.

"Xin'er's talent is a bit better than I imagined."

A woman in a red dress stood beside the girl and said with a little emotion.

After Yuan Xin'er was taken to the branch of the Temple of Destiny in this era by her, the woman in the red dress gave Yuan Xin'er two choices.

One fast, one slow.

Yuan Xin'er chose instant success.

She can't wait that long.

The power of the Dao of Destiny was injected into Yuan Xin'er's body almost in the form of enlightenment, constantly improving Yuan Xin'er's strength and understanding of the Dao.

To the surprise of the woman in the red dress, Yuan Xin'er's speed of absorbing Dao's insights was countless times faster than the woman in the red dress expected.

And in terms of spirit, there is obviously no abnormality.

call out!

When the woman in the red dress waved her hand, the countless red lines were suddenly withdrawn and disappeared into the space.

"The time is up, you can't absorb too much at one time, otherwise you will be swallowed by others' perception of the Dao."

Yuan Xin'er: "..."

She slowly opened her eyes, feeling the terrifying power emanating from her body.

Looking at the woman in the red dress in front of her, looking at the starry sky around her, she felt as if she had passed away for a while.

"How long have I absorbed it?"

"Half a stick of incense."

"A half stick of incense? But I always feel as if tens of millions of years have passed."

Yuan Xin'er was in a trance, and hadn't recovered yet.

"You have absorbed too much insights and experiences of others in a short period of time. But the tenacity of your Dao Heart and Soul is far beyond my imagination."

"Hmm...how is Xianyu recently?"

Yuan Xin'er's mind is now full of other people's experiences and perceptions.

She felt that she had to change her mind to recover.

"Is Xianyu the nearest? That situation is called chaos."

The woman in the red skirt waved her hand, and several virtual light screens appeared in front of her eyes.

"First, the little princess of the Spirit Race was forced to marry to Qingtian Shenchao, and a strange man rescued her."

"The old master of Wanjie Palace returned to the Immortal Realm, and then in order to save the little princess of the Spirit Race and the strange man, the three of them disappeared again."

"The Qingtian Dynasty and the Palace of Ten Thousand Realms are at war, and many forces want to take advantage of this time to carve up the declining Palace of Ten Thousand Realms."

"They support some ambitious saints in the Palace of Ten Thousand Realms, and they are competing. It seems that the old master of the Palace of Ten Thousand Realms must die."

Yuan Xin'er looked at the virtual light screen, on which were practitioners from Immortal Realm fighting.

"Who is this guy?"

The woman in the red skirt looked in the direction of Yuan Xin'er's finger, and it happened that Xiao Feng was fighting Song Qingtian in this picture.

"This is the man who saved the little princess of the Spirit Race. Do you know this man?"

"I don't know him, but his temperament reminds me of some people."

Yuan Xin'er thought of Yang Yun and Lin Yuan.

The woman in the red skirt shrugged: "This is the first time this person has appeared in Xianyu recently, and his strength is quite good."

"How does it compare to Gu Lingxiao?"

"That should be quite a long way."

As the woman in the red dress spoke, a trace of pity and regret appeared on her face.

It is actually a very sad thing to live in the same era as Tianjiao at the monstrous level.

Because on the long road of practice, it often requires a kind of courage and determination to go forward.

But when meeting an opponent who can never be defeated, this courage and determination will slowly disappear.

People in later generations will never think of other people when they mention this era.

"By the way, do you want to have a chance to test your strength?"

"what chance?"

Yuan Xin'er looked at the woman in the red skirt suspiciously.

The woman in the red skirt smiled and pointed to one of the pictures: "The old palace owner of the Palace of Ten Thousand Realms has some friendship with our Temple of Destiny. Before he disappeared last time, he entrusted our Temple of Destiny to take action. I hope we can survive the chaos of the Palace of Ten Thousand Realms." to help them stabilize the overall situation.”

"Huh? Do you have friendship with us... the Temple of Destiny?"

Yuan Xin'er seemed unable to believe what the woman in the red dress said.

The Temple of Destiny has always been illusory, and it is actually related to the Palace of Ten Thousand Realms.

"What kind of expression is this? No matter how bad the man in Wanjie Palace is, he is also a strong Daoist. Although our Destiny Temple is strong, it is not impossible to find even a strong Daoist."

"Um... too."

Yuan Xiner nodded.

The main reason is that the Temple of Destiny usually acts too mysterious and ethereal, and has no contact with other forces on weekdays, so that she feels that it is very strange that the Temple of Destiny has contacts with the Palace of Ten Thousand Realms.

"How about it, are you interested in testing your own strength?"

"……it is good."

Yuan Xin'er nodded for a moment.

She has also stayed in the Temple of Destiny for a long time, and her current strength has made great progress compared to when she first came to the Temple of Destiny.

It's also good to do some actual combat practice.

"Okay, but you have to pay attention to Gu Lingxiao. He may also be standing behind a certain saint in the Wanjie Palace. The accumulation of the Wanjie Palace over many epochs is still very exciting."

"Understand, I won't be impulsive."

"Ah."

The woman in the red skirt nodded slightly, she was very assured of Yuan Xin'er's character.

"In this case, you have taken this thing."

The woman in the red skirt handed over a slightly dull gold coin to Yuan Xin'er.

"The token of the Palace of Ten Thousand Realms?"

"Exactly."

Yuan Xin'er accepted the gold coin, and the woman in the red skirt was also going to send Yuan Xin'er to the fairyland.

A dark red long bridge runs through the sky, it is not clear where it comes from, nor where it is going.

Yuan Xin'er stepped on the long bridge and disappeared into this vast and chaotic universe.

Looking at the original location of the woman in the red dress, where is the figure of the woman in the red dress again?

……

Immortal Domain, Wanjie Palace, Chamber of Commerce.

The usually quiet meeting hall is now extremely noisy, and the saints speak out of order and without grace, without the usual superior demeanor.

"I don't support going to war with Qingtian Shenchao! Today we are not opponents of Qingtian Shenchao at all."

"I propose a peace."

"No! Qingtian Shenchao doesn't care about my palace so much, we must teach them a lesson!"

"Lesson? Whoever teaches the lesson doesn't know yet."

"No one really thinks that we are still the opponents of Qingtian Shenchao?"

"Please! That's Song Qingtian."

"Whether it's Song Qingtian or Song Amao, my Myriad Realms Palace must not retreat!"

They talk to each other, and some don't even care what the other party is saying, they just output their own opinions.

until……

boom!

A ray of red light penetrated the formation of the Palace of Ten Thousand Realms and shattered the ceiling of the meeting hall. Only then did everyone fall silent and looked at a huge hole that had been smashed in the middle of the meeting hall.