Facing the slowly solidified shape of the Vermillion Bird, behind Tai Pan, a clear blue appeared, turning into the appearance of a dangerous moon swallow. When Tai Pan's mind was all revealed, behind Tai Pan, the crystal blue dangerous moon swallow turned into an extremely deep blue color, and then turned into a turtle and snake intersecting.

This is the god of the North Pole, who holds Ming Xuanwu.

While the Xuanwu form appeared, the three hundred and sixty-five energy of heaven and earth in Taipan's body was completely drained in an instant, so that the ancient Tianmen in Taipan's eyebrows trembled.

Then, the beating blood in the Tianmen suddenly shook.

In Taipan's sea of ​​consciousness, the vast ocean rolled up turbulent waves, completely submerging the starry sky in his sea of ​​consciousness.

The seven Xuanwu Constellations reflected in the vast ocean directly guide Tai Pan's consciousness and fell into an infinite depth and infinite vastness.

This deep, vast, vast, vast, and unaware of the inside or outside, Tai Pan's consciousness is confused and floating in this deep.

I don’t know how long it took, but a sigh rang out in Tai Pan’s ear, and then a giant god with his whole body shrouded in endless mist slowly walked towards his place in the infinite depth.

This giant god has a breath that makes Tai Pan admire him extremely.

Under the influence of this oncoming giant god, Taipan's consciousness finally had the ability to act in this deep and vast world.

At this time, Tai Pan discovered that the depth and vastness of his place were a vast ocean. In the ocean, countless floating ice surging with an unparalleled chill, surging around with the undercurrent, then collided and turned into powder.

“Where is this?”

"Shouldn't I be on the Suzaku Street?" Taipan thought, as the figure of the giant god dissipated in Taipan's shadow, Taipan finally had a guess about where he was.

"It was the drop of blood in the Tianmen that triggered the power of the seven Xuanwu constellations, and then dragged me here!"

"Then is this the legendary place where the Arctic dominant Xuanwu is located?" Such an almost unbelievable guess came from Taipan's heart.

"Impossible!" In the shock, another deep sigh rang out, and then the seemingly calm sponge suddenly rolled up a vortex that could not see the boundary at all.

In the vortex, countless icebergs were shattered, and the endless coldness filled the air. The extremely dark water was wrapped in countless broken ice, almost eroding everything. Then, an extremely huge head was poked out from the vortex.

This head has an unparalleled charm that cannot be described in words. The moment the head was poked out, Tai Pan's eyes and everything between the world seemed to be the only one poked out.

This extremely strong sense of existence almost made Taipan forget even the traces of his existence.

Looking at Taipan, the head opened its eyes, and the eyes in the eyes were angry and helpless.

"Oh!" In a vague way, Taipan seemed to hear it, and the head sighed again.

Then, Taipan's consciousness collapsed under this angry and helpless gaze and completely disappeared between this vast ocean.

"Did I feel the wrong response?" After Taipan's consciousness completely dissipated, the head completely explored from this vast ocean, looked around, his eyes full of hesitation.

"It's still him who really survived!" His eyes suddenly changed from hesitation to shock, and then the head suddenly shook.

"Impossible!"

"Impossible!" In the ocean, the vortex shattered, and the surging tide once again submerged the head in the sea water.

...

"That's it, Xuanwu!" On the Zhuque Street, Tai Pan opened his eyes, and there was a trance in his eyes that had never dissipated.

In front of him, the shape of the Vermillion Bird had already opened his eyes and looked at him coldly. In his eyes, there was extremely coldness and no emotion.

Under the gaze of the Suzaku, Tai Pan's whole body, robe, flesh, bones, even meridians, vital energy, and that Tianmen all turned into a blazing heat and burned.

The extremely intense burning sensation woke Taipan from his trance in an instant.

Instinctively, Taipan recalled what he saw in that vast ocean, the huge head, or the scaly scales on the head.

Yes, scales.

Taipan now only remembers the slightly helpless gaze and the scales covering the head. As for what the head looks like, Taipan's mind has no idea at all.

In Tai Pan's mind, the scales shattered and turned into runes one by one, spreading in Tai Pan's sea of ​​consciousness, covering the seven Xuanwu constellations. Behind Tai Pan and swept through the infinite heat, the vague Xuanwu's gaze finally became solid.

The turtle and snake are full of traces of the wind and frost of time.

A warm and cool gaze surged out of Taipan's sea of ​​consciousness, and as Taipan's swallowing and spit, it flowed around Taipan's body, dispelling all the burning heat, and the fire that enveloped Taipan's body slowly extinguished.

The moment when the Xuanwu appeared, the shape of the Vermillion Bird in front of Taipan also fell from Taipan's body to the Xuanwu behind Taipan.

When Taipan's knuckles moved slightly, the Xuanwu Kui watermark held in his hand also changed.

The Xuanwu figurine behind it also fell off from Tai Pan's back, stepped on the ground with all his feet, stepping towards the Suzaku step by step.

When the two approached each other, the divine intentions of water and fire on the Vermillion Bird Street were also filled with a limit. Whether it was the shape of the Vermillion Bird or the false shape of the Xuanwu, a hint of agility appeared in its open pupils.

"Dong..."

"Dong..."

"Dong..."

"Dong..." Then a sound of falling sounded. In front of Tai Pan, the sea of ​​fire on the Zhuque Street was completely annihilated. Then one after another, one cultivator after another fell to the ground, panting heavily. Tai Pan and the young Taoist who threw the jade talisman also felt weak and almost kneeling on the ground.

However, the heaven and earth vitality that they were induced to each other was all taken away by the Suzaku Xuanwu in an instant, so that the fire talisman on the Suzaku Street was completely wiped out.

"It seems that I won!" Taipan's face became paler, and he stood on the long sword around his waist and headed towards the Suzaku Gate step by step.

Chao Cuo has been waiting for a long time at the gate of Zhuque.

Tai Pan reached out and took out the bamboo slips in his arms. There was still a burning heat on the bamboo slips - the magical intention of the Vermillion Bird in the fire talisman was really transformed from virtual to reality, from consciousness to real reality.

When he noticed this, Taipan couldn't help but feel a little scared in his heart.

If the Xuanwu virtual appearance appeared later, even if the spiritual form of the Vermillion Bird collapsed, then I would still lose in this game - because if the fire could not be curbed, I was afraid that the bamboo slips in my arms would really turn into ashes in the flames.

"Thank you, Mr.." As a result, Chao Cuo also bowed to Tai Pan, then turned around and headed to the court.

Taipan couldn't help but admire the cultivation of this censor. Taipan saw clearly that when he exposed the bamboo slips from his hands, there was no slight slight gaze in the eyes of the censor Chao Cuo.
Chapter completed!