"Two days ago, I asked everyone to hold back, so now I will take action to clean up the situation."

After saying that, Xuan Mo stood up and stretched his arms, as if he wanted to take something into his arms.

At the same time, the True Lords of the Wanxian Alliance on the other side of the rostrum also stopped talking, looked at Xuan Mo at the same time, and each was on guard.

Obviously, the earth immortals can no longer bear to act... and no matter what their actions are, they will not be beneficial to the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance. So when it needs to be stopped, even if they have to conflict head-on with the earth immortals, they will be willing to do so.

It's right.

However, when the sword was tense, Wang Wu stood up and said.

"Hey, aren't you going to be crazy and performing directly in the pre-spot, right?"

Xuan Mo chuckled softly: "If we don't plan to abide by the rules, there is no need for us to wait for so long. Don't worry, we won't violate any rules.

As she spoke, the power she gathered in her chest became stronger and stronger. It was above any monk in the Wanxian Alliance, surpassing the peak realm of the fusion, and even in the Mahayana period.

The True Lords present had no doubt that if this force exploded in full swing, no one could resist it alone. Therefore, the heads of major sects such as Hetu and Feng Yin all connected their magic powers together and prepared to join forces to fight the enemy.

At the same time, the earth immortals felt this tit-for-tat momentum and responded one after another, either sacrificed the fairy treasure or chanted the formula Yu Qian, and the golden texture appeared on the skin of his body, and the fighting spirit burned like flames.

A war has stepped on the edge.

As the initiator, Xuan Mo smiled helplessly and said, "Don't be so nervous. Please take back your fairy treasures and magic. There is really no need for us to waste our precious power on each other."

Wang Wu said: "That's right, so please explain what the energy bullet you gather in your chest is? Is it used to activate the atmosphere?"

Xuan Mo said: "It might as well say clearly that I am trying to stop this farce."

"Oh? The rules are very clear, and no external efforts should be made in the field."

Xuan Mo smiled and said, "The rules are indeed the case, but on the other hand... the rules never say that they are not allowed to involve the venue itself."

While speaking, the power on Xuan Mo's chest was finally accumulated, and a huge force that was enough to shock the land of a state exploded.

At the same time, several true lords subconsciously launched spells to try to stop them, but the gap in level and quality caused all of these spells to be bounced away by irresistible forces.

People could only watch this huge force burst out, wrapping up the entire competition venue in a blink of an eye.

However, the power did not penetrate, and Xuan Mo did not use external forces to the scene as promised.

“…What did she do?”

The same problem actually stays in the hearts of the earthly immortals. Although they were once friends of life and death fighting side by side 16,000 years ago, as the top monks on the mainland, everyone has more or less hidden

Secret. And everyone will not touch these sensitive areas in a tacit understanding.

Xuan Mo's actions just now were obviously deducting one of her trump card, but what is the meaning of this trump card?

In silence, the old ancestor of the red robe suddenly spoke, "Wait, is it my illusion? Why do I feel... Wang Lu's writing speed seems to have become faster?"

"Hmm?" After hearing this, the few true lords beside him looked closely and saw Wang Lu bowing his head in front of the table on the lawn, writing hard, his wrists shaking like a ball of phantoms, one after another of manuscript papers from the table

Flying down the table...

"It seems... it's a little faster, but it's nothing strange. Perhaps Wang Lu's sword intent has made another breakthrough and can't help but write, and forget to control the time?"

After looking at it for a while, the old ancestor of Hongpao said in horror: "It's not just Wang Lu that you can see the fallen leaves in the woods around you."

"Yes, the falling leaves have also become faster, so what?, can you say..."

At this moment, even the Taoist of Hetu was shocked: "Time is twisted?"

According to rumors, the practice of immortal arts has reached its extreme point and can distort time. The immortal Qin Shihuang relied on his power to defeat the six true kings is the best among them. However, the Jiuzhou Continent has recorded history for more than 100,000 years, such as the immortal tea.

There are only a few examples of miracles, and they were all born when the path of immortality flourished and extremely prosperous.

After the Dharma-Ending Age, the decline of the Immortal Way will only be reversed in nearly a thousand years. With the cultivation of today's people, it is almost impossible to reappear the magic power of the immortals. Even the Taoist with the highest cultivation level of Hetu can only be at a very small scale

To a certain extent, it affects the passage of time, and there is no hope of going back in time, which can only speed up or slow it down.

But at this moment, right in front of them, a time distortion with a huge range was happening. Xuan Mo accelerated the time of the entire competition venue, and it was getting faster and faster.

In the eyes of Hetu and others, Wang Lu is not only moving his pen like a flying pen now, but his whole body has turned into a blurred phantom. On the table, the written manuscript paper flows down like a waterfall, covering the lawn

.And a red sun that would have stayed on the horizon is also climbing upwards at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

“…it’s at least ten times faster.”

Soon, the Red Painting Ancestor calculated Xuan Mo's acceleration multiple.

The multiple is not particularly exaggerated, but... this is a time distortion phenomenon with an unknown duration of the competition. To put it more exaggeratedly, under the theory of practice leading by Jiuzhou Continent, this phenomenon is simply impossible to exist.

"Isn't this really a violation?" asked the Red-robed Ancestor.

"She did Yushe on the entire field, and the power did not penetrate into the inside of the field, so Wang Lu didn't even notice the abnormality. At most, it could only be considered a side ball," Wang Wu said, "But when it comes to side ball, Wang Lu's

What we do is not the same? So we don’t have enough position to blame each other. It’s just that everyone uses their own means... Haha, time accelerates, she’s amazing.”

"But, it's just a tenfold acceleration."

Wang Wu sneered in her heart, so what if you have ten times the speed?

That's right, the super-length novel that was worshipped by Wang Lu is not infinite in length. It has a length of about 20 million words so far, which is horrifying.

Wang Lu's copying speed is 100,000 words per day, which is far above mortals. After a ten-fold acceleration, it is 100,000 words per day. The serialization of 20 million words only takes twenty days to copy. This is for ancient times

For the Earth Immortals, it may seem a bit long, but in the eyes of the Wanxian Alliance, it is still too short and twenty days, and it is far from enough for those contestants to achieve a qualitative breakthrough. Wang Lu himself gave him a year of expected time.

above.

How to make up for the huge gap between twenty days and one year? It’s very simple, relying on creativity

Because that novel has not been written, so far, the plot is completely open, and no one knows what will happen next, so...When Wang Lu copied the existing part, he will start creating it himself

As for Wang Lu's creative ability, Wang Wu would not doubt it at all. A few years ago, when the master and apprentice were living happily together on Wuxiangfeng, it was common for master and apprentice to cheat each other, and Wang Lu wrote many fan novels of his master.

The method of revenge, and the plot design in the fantasy works is full of fantasy ideas, which makes Wang Wu, the person involved, admire. He can't stop reading, and even has no thoughts about food. He has to see clearly what he encountered in the novel to let go

Come.

And the most hateful thing about Wang Lu is here - it's fine if he writes about fan, but he never finishes writing every time. He always gets passionate and stops at the place where his sword and footsteps reach, and there is no further text.

When Wang Wu took the previous manuscript to question him, Wang Lu sneered in an extremely hateful way: "Bitch, do you want to orgasm? You don't have any."

Incomplete books are undoubtedly a great deed in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the current situation, it is a rare magical skill that is best for Wang Lu to maintain his creative vitality for a hundred years and write until the end of the world, or that pretense.

The black-clothed earth immortal who was forced into sex couldn't hold on and called to stop.

On the other side, after the twisting time, Xuan Mo sat down tiredly, his body trembled uncontrollably, and sweat began to flow from his forehead.

Twisted time is also an extremely heavy burden for her first-class earth immortal. She just put her all her strength into practice, and she was almost unstable in the fairy spirit, but finally completed the magic.

Among the ten-effect effects of this immortal art, nine-point nine is a clever trick. Twisted time has always been the supreme masterpiece in the immortal path. Although Xuan Mo has studied this path quite well, he is not considered the top master.

In the past, the immortal Qin Shihuang could only use one cup of immortal tea, how could she be above the immortal Qin Shihuang? The key to this immortal art is to use force to fight. It is essentially very fragile, and there are three weaknesses, one of which is the venue.

There should not be too powerful existences inside. The stronger it is, the stronger the impact on time and space will be. The more difficult it is to deal with it. If there is a true lord-level monk in the field, she wants to accelerate two or three percent of the city.

It's very difficult. Secondly, the changes in the field should not be too intense. For example, moving mountains and reclamation, lightning and thunder will greatly affect the distortion of time. However, Wang Lu chose the quietest and peaceful program, with a violent sword

Qi is restrained on thousands of thin papers, and the impact on time distortion is reduced to the lowest point. Third, there is only one creature in the field. The magic of time distortion is most afraid of many people, and each person is one more, the immortal

The effect of the technique must be reduced by half, and more than three or five people will be almost ineffective.

Fortunately, the Wanxian Alliance did not know much about immortal arts after all, and did not see the flaws.

At present, the field is accelerating ten times, but as time goes by, the distortion effect will continue to increase, until twenty times, thirty times or even one hundred times. According to Wang Lu copying 100,000 words every day, no matter what.

It takes only a few days to complete a masterpiece.

With this idea, Xuan Mo restrained the fairy spirit and his eyelids were already extremely heavy.

Before going to bed, she did not forget to instruct the people around her.

"Help me keep an eye on it, don't let him play tricks after writing."

The companions laughed and said, "Don't worry, you have achieved this, how can we hold you back?"

So Xuan Mo fell asleep peacefully with some distractions.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already twenty days later.

Xuan Mo was surprised that the long time of his immortal sleep this time, and the backlash of time distortion on her was still above expectations. He thought that his strength would be higher after the combination of black and white... It seems that the 16,000-year sleep will eventually come true.

It made her degenerate a lot. On the other hand, twenty days passed and no one woke me up? When did they become so patient?

Then, she heard a conversation that she could not understand completely.

"It's interesting and interesting. I didn't expect that the protagonist's level has not dropped but increased after this ordeal, and has reached level 5,000. I believe that in the next battle, we can join hands with the Allies to sweep the Holy Spirit Realm."

"But the three Holy Spirits are all above 6,000, so it's not easy to win this battle."

"But the protagonist has a higher equipment level and a large number of magic pets, so the number advantage cannot be underestimated."

"Anyway, vote on the recommendation and monthly votes first."
Chapter completed!