"Boom!" he subconsciously sacrificed a holy treasure, and there was immediately a round of scorching sun in the sky, and the scorching light protected his body. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

All of this was in an instant, and the attacking creature let out a terrible roar, and its whole body began to burn.

The Xun family's strongest holy treasure was refined from the remnants of a high-temperature star. It can purify all the evil and poison in the world. And the holy treasure in Xun Shaoqing's hand is an imitation, called the scorching sun, and it is also extraordinary.

However, this holy treasure was only temporarily lent to Xun Shaoqing for use, and he could only take it out when he entered the True Martial Abyss.

The creature that attacked was a huge crocodile, but its head had human features, the size of a millstone, and it looked very strange.

However, under the light of the scorching sun, it quickly turned to ashes, and there was no resistance at all.

The bottom of the True Martial Abyss is actually the area of an extremely humid underground river, but there are some disorderly and violent forces all around.

"It doesn't look like a big deal!" Xun Shaoqing calmed down and looked around! Those who can achieve great Confucianism before the age of twenty-five are naturally not fools, but the top geniuses who belong to the Shenlong Continent.

After a while, Xun Shaoqing chose a path that looked ordinary! He didn't know what True Martial Ancestor Spirit would rely on to choose himself, and he didn't know what changes would happen next.

But he only remembered the words of the big man behind him: "After the great scorching sun, you just need to follow your heart, don't think too much, this is the biggest advantage!"

* Not much slower than Zeng Shaoqing's speed, and if the environment he was in at this time was seen by Xun Shaoqing, he would definitely be extremely surprised!

Because it is exactly the same, even the direction and angle of several stones on the ground are exactly the same, which is simply a full copy.

On his head was a sacred jewel, but it was a bright moon, surrounded by an aqua-blue mist. And this aqua-blue mist is now forming the shape of a finger, guiding the way forward.

What the two of them didn't know was that at this time, under the jade-colored dragon statue, the light gate they chose to enter had turned into two virtual jade-colored strips, as if they were reading the progress of an online game.

"How is it possible that there is a three-percent fit as soon as you enter?" Shui Junyi couldn't help but say in a lost voice.

If at this rate, within twelve hours, both of them might be able to gain the approval of the True Martial Ancestor Spirit!

But how is this possible? Mo said that the True Martial Ancestor Spirit has never chosen anyone, and even if he could, it was impossible to choose two at the same time, what the hell was going on, even he himself might not have figured it out.

He turned around and found that Zhuang Yichen was walking on the steps with his physical body very intently, and seemed to have completely forgotten about the matter of the True Martial Ancestor Spirit.

"What a character! No wonder Enron had to be him!" Shui Junyi muttered. He understood that Zhuang Yichen had perceived the effect of refining the physical body of this step, compared to the approval of the ethereal and ethereal ancestral spirit, completely completing the process of refining the physical body of this step was a real thing.

"Sister Ziyi!" Yan Ziyi had not yet left the inner city of the Shui family, but was stopped by Shui Anran with a smile.

"I haven't seen you for a few years, you have fallen even more out of the country and the city!" Yan Ziyi smiled slightly, although the two had almost no intersection before, Yan Ziyi's tone was very close at this time.

"No matter how beautiful it is, it can't compare to Sister Ziyi! I don't know if my sister is free, why don't you go and sit with me!" Shui Anran sent out an invitation, in fact, she also missed Yan Ziyi in her heart.

She didn't perceive any hostility from Yan Ziyi's body, and with such a generous mind, Shui An Ran could only secretly break her heart! If she exchanged with Yan Ziyi, she might not be able to have such a calm bearing as her.

"Okay!" Yan Ziyi bowed his head slightly, the two looked at each other and smiled, and went directly to hold hands!

This true martial ancestor spirit has not yet come to fruition, and Miss Shui has held hands with a handsome scribe, which one is this trouble?

Yan Ziyi's disguise technique may not be able to be seen by ordinary Confucian powerhouses, let alone this slave who only has the strength of Xiucai.

And the big shots of the Shui family have long known Yan Ziyi's true identity, so naturally there will be no fuss.

Zhuang Yichen had completely sunk into the mystical realm at this time, although he felt the pressure on his physical body getting bigger and bigger at the beginning, but he forcibly crossed it with the strength of his Xuanwu physique. In the back, even the Xuanwu physique seemed to be a little unable to keep up, and he still stubbornly supported it with his own will.

"This gravity is really perverted, and it is still increasing, is this a test for me?" Zhuang Yichen felt that he had entered a state of ultra-limit, and even a movement of lifting his feet had to be broken down into thousands of subtle movements, and each movement made him feel the meridians of his body, and countless cells all let out a cry of pain.

"I have to rely on the strength of ** to step out this step!" Zhuang Yichen didn't realize at this time that it had taken a full hour to raise his legs now, but he didn't even have a half-inch height.

In the Ancestral Spirit Hall, Shui Junyi looked up at the hourglass from time to time, and a third of the twelve hours had passed, and the recognition of Xun Shaoqing and * in the Zhenwu Abyss had risen almost simultaneously, and it had exceeded fifty percent.

"It's really strange! Could it be that they are carrying something that can increase the closeness of the ancestral spirit?" Shui Junyi's face was awe-inspiring at this time, if this was the case, then they definitely contained evil intentions.

But at this time, they had already entered the core of the True Martial Abyss, and before the twelve hours were over, it was impossible for even a sub-saint powerhouse to break into it.

"Damn, it's really dampening!" Shui Junyi showed a look of anger, if this was really the case, he would not care about any little holy lord and the like, and he would definitely kill them.

But he was a little worried at this time, if the True Martial Ancestor Ling really recognized Xun Shaoqing and one of them, then he would become Shui Anran's husband and become the future successor of the Shui family!

And this identity is recognized by the True Martial Ancestor Spirit, and no one can take it away, otherwise they will be punished by the True Martial Ancestor Spirit.

"Zhuang Yichen, Zhuang Yichen, in vain, An Ran and I value you so much, why did you drop the chain at a critical time!" Shui Junyi hated iron and steel a little at this time, and his previous appreciation for Zhuang Yichen was gone.