The prisoner released his powerful divine consciousness in the Dacheng period, like rolling thunder, and fell on the prohibition, causing the prohibition to ripple and spread outside, I don't know how far, but Yang Qingshan could feel that it was a powerful force, and the divine consciousness spread to an unknown place.

This world will spread as much as the divine consciousness is, but this world is endless, and the divine consciousness is limited.

"What should I do?"

Yang Qingshan's whole body stiffened, staring at the kettle in his hand, the only place that could move was his eyes, and when he turned, Yang Qingshan saw a prisoner flying in the distance, he was breaking the prohibition, and when he flew past Yang Qingshan, Yang Qingshan saw an old prisoner who seemed to be dying at any time, his divine consciousness was in the Dacheng period, but his cultivation was consumed to the foundation building period.

"Okay? No, waiting. ”

Yang Qingshan's eyes rolled to the kettle, waiting for the opportunity.

The prisoner passed by Yang Qingshan again, Yang Qingshan heard the sound of the old man dying and struggling, and Yang Qingshan smiled.

Sou!

The kettle in his hand disappeared, and Yang Qingshan used his divine sense to send the kettle into his mind.

Divine consciousness solidified into Yang Qingshan, standing in the place of dantian Tianlei, looking at the kettle in his hand, Yang Qingshan wanted to crush the kettle now to see what was inside, but no matter how much strength he used, the kettle was safe and sound, and Yang Qingshan came to the front of the Shenlong Compendium with the kettle.

In front of the countless magical pages of paper, the kettle emitted a light of seven colors, shooting out, searching for it among the countless pages.

Yang Qingshan saw that there were two more colors in the color of the page, which were black and white, hidden in countless pages.

The kettle flew over automatically, and Yang Qingshan quietly followed.

There were two black and white pages, and the moment the kettle approached, it burst out with vitality and death-like power, making Yang Qingshan fall to the ground as if he was alive, and he looked at the kettle very aggrieved as the two opposing forces melted, and a drop of liquid seemed to be a dam bursting, turning into waves of seven colors, instantly drowning Yang Qingshan's sea of divine consciousness.

Thundered......

Thunder appeared, and more precisely, the sea of streamers of its color that had melted from the kettle was tumbling.

Yang Qingshan stood on the surface of the sea, looking at the pages on the sea, they were still standing on the sea, and the kettle disappeared completely.

"This is not true. ”

Yang Qingshan was puzzled in his heart, he couldn't believe that the treasure of Shennongmen's town gate was obtained by himself like this, but he only saw the ocean, and he didn't see anything else.

As soon as Yang Qingshan turned around, he felt that the ocean had changed, and seven huge whirlpools appeared, devouring everything in him.

"No, is this going to kill me?"

Yang Qingshan nervously looked at the seven huge whirlpools on the surface of the sea, watching them spin while the seven colors of the sea shrank on the one hand, and then what appeared in front of Yang Qingshan's eyes were all tiles of seven colors.

"Tiles?"

Yang Qingshan picked them up one by one and looked at the tiles in confusion.

According to the distance on the Shennong Compendium, the tiles in his hand are added to make the glazed tiles of the Siyang, which is the refining and forging tile with the Siyang as the main material, and it is the main tile on the Shennong Compendium.

"Damn, get seven tiles. ”

Yang Qingshan was extremely depressed and tried to recognize the Lord with a drop of blood.

Fail.

Try to refine it with your own divine sense.

Fail.

Try to touch the thunder and let the thunder hit the tiles.

Succeed.

The seven tiles seemed to have been hit hard, and several apparitions appeared.

"Coming out?"

"It's been so many years that we've finally found the inheritor of the Nether. ”

"yes. ”

The phantom that appeared on the seven tiles gradually condensed into a figure, a fairy with a Dao bone, wearing a colorful Taoist robe, looking at Yang Qingshan with a kind face, and there were many discussions.

"It contains the thunder of the sky, the spiritual root given by God. Did the master give it to you?"

"Master is not so kind, when we were practicing, as long as we made mistakes, we would starve for a hundred years and not be fed. ”

"The ruthless man left me in the world when he left. ”

"It was an accident from heaven, and it seems that the legend is true. ”

"It's a pity, the cultivation is too low, if you get the pagoda when you are in the Dacheng stage, this kid should be able to help. ”

"It's a pity. ”

"It's a pity. ”

"It's a pity. ”

Yang Qingshan looked at the seven figures speechlessly and discussed, each sentence was talking about himself, but he didn't talk to himself, surrounded himself, said his own thing, all kinds of sighs, in a word, he was too weak, they were very disappointed.

"Let's go. ”

"Yes, it's time to go. ”

"Boy. ”

"Huh?" Yang Qingshan was pleasantly surprised, and the other party finally spoke to him.

"Let's go. It's all up to you. ”

"Haha......"

Yang Qingshan was dumbfounded, and the seven people on the other side left a word to take care and left, disappearing through his mind.

Looking at the seven tiles, Yang Qingshan couldn't figure it out, but he seemed to have entered the condensation period, and his divine sense was several times stronger, and it was estimated that he had reached the peak of condensation, because the low level of cultivation restricted the continued growth.

"Huh...... I'm exhausted. Yang Qingshan heard that the prisoner outside had returned, and quickly opened his eyes.

"Seniors. ”

"Well, the ban has broken most of it, and we need to replenish a little water. ”

The prisoner looked at Yang Qingshan with an old man, and found that the kettle in Yang Qingshan's hand was missing, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

"Where's the kettle?"

"......" Yang Qingshan stared at the prisoner, his eyes full of grievances.

"Hmph, say. The prisoner's eyes widened, and his divine sense lifted Yang Qingshan's prohibition.

"It's gone. ”

"Where are you hiding?"

"It's gone, if you don't believe it, you can check it yourself. Yang Qingshan spread out his hands, and he was as aggrieved as he wanted on his face.

The prisoner didn't believe Yang Qingshan very much, his eyes were about to die and looked at Yang Qingshan up and down, his divine sense swept over and over again, but he didn't find anything, and he was also puzzled in his heart, because Yang Qingshan was forbidden by his powerful divine sense, except for those who could be rescued in the Dacheng stage, no one could do it, how did Yang Qingshan lose the kettle.

"Were you alone when you came in?"

"Two, and my future wife. ”

"Oh, let's go out and find your future wife. The prisoner said suspiciously.

"But isn't it impossible to get out?" Yang Qingshan asked.

"Found the exit, just now, after I broke a lot of prohibitions, a bright light came in from outside. Let's go, hehe, the kettle is gone, how can it be?" the prisoner said grimly, leaving several powerful prohibitions on Yang Qingshan's body.

Although Yang Qingshan can move freely, he can't fight, just like an ordinary person.

"Looking for my future wife?"

Yang Qingshan was stunned in his heart, but he didn't want to kick his foot into danger, and immediately wanted to push all the character power devoured in the whirlpool in his body to the prisoner, how big that power Yang Qingshan didn't know, but Yang Qingshan knew that this power could definitely break the prohibition set by the prisoner on himself.

"Kill him now. ”

Yang Qingshan thought in his heart, but the prisoner turned around, looked at himself, and said with a kind of senior gaze: "I can recover a certain amount of cultivation after leaving this desert, although it will not be fully recovered, but the contemplation period is still okay, boy, don't move crooked ideas." ”

"Don't worry, little brother, I won't mess around. Yang Qingshan quietly withdrew his hand.

As soon as the prisoner waved his hand, a whirlwind swept Yang Qingshan and instantly came to a place of light, and flew out with a swish, and the trap of this pillar of light disappeared.

Yang Qingshan saw Chen Jiayi, Chen Jiayi was banned by the prisoner, all this happened so fast that Yang Qingshan didn't see it clearly, and looked at Chen Jiayi with a wry smile who didn't know what was happening.

It took Chen Jiayi half a day to solve a pillar of light, and then came to Yang Qingshan to wait, but as soon as he arrived at the place, he saw the pillar of light disappear, and two figures appeared, thinking that it was Yang Qingshan, and just as he was about to say a few cold words, he was imprisoned by the prisoner with his divine sense, and then looked at Yang Qingshan who was very innocent.

"What's going on, who is this senior?" asked Chen Jiayi suspiciously, carefully keeping her distance from the prisoner.

"This is the senior prisoner, who has been trapped in the pillar of light just now for 160,000 years. Yang Qingshan introduced seriously.

"160,000 Years ......"

Chen Jiayi looked at the prisoner who was taking a deep breath a little dumbfounded, watching his old appearance regain his youth little by little, the appearance of a beautiful young man, and a calm face with a sunny smile.

"The female doll is a Yin Fire Spirit Root, and the corpse qi on her body is very heavy, and she is a descendant of the Ancient Tomb Gate or the Yin Corpse Gate. The prisoner smiled, a pair of eyes looked greedily at the cold Chen Jiayi, there was no one for 160,000 years, as soon as he came out, he saw the beauty, and the small fire in his heart burned violently.

"Tomb Gate. Chen Jiayi saw the prisoner's eyes like this, said coldly, and took two steps back.

"Haha...... Tomb door, good. The prisoner laughed, stretched out his hand and said, "One hundred hundred thousand years ago, there was a legend that the ancient tomb gate was the last person to visit the Blue Water Blessed Land, and it was your ancestor, did you leave anything behind?"

"There's a map. Chen Jiayi said, without hesitation, he took out the map of the stone slab, it is impossible for a person in the foundation building period to play any tricks in front of the people of the Dacheng stage, except for the bold Yang Qingshan.

"Good. I'm satisfied. The prisoner brought the map, looked at it carefully, and knew whether it was true or not, and the smile on his face turned to pride.

"What the hell is going on?" Chen Jiayi asked Yang Qingshan.

Yang Qingshan had a bitter gourd face, painted with voice and color, added oil and vinegar, except for the matter of the seven tiles, he told Chen Jiayi all, hoping that Chen Jiayi would feel sorry for himself, but what he saw was Chen Jiayi's amorous big eyes.

"Let's go, go straight to the secret lock. After reading the map, the prisoner said coldly, "You two can't leave me a mile away. ”

"Yes, I was captured. Yang Qingshan said pitifully to Chen Jiayi, and took Chen Jiayi's little hand with sympathy, hoping to find some security, but was glared at by Chen Jiayi.