Looking at Su Mo who was lying unconscious on the ground, he couldn't help but sigh secretly, sure enough, every son of destiny would not hang up so easily, and the current humiliation was just for his stronger rise in the future. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Jin Lin, is it a thing in the pool, it will turn into a dragon when it encounters a storm!

Just when he was secretly sighing, Su Mo's body was held up by an invisible force, and the breath on his body became more and more powerful, a scroll of bloodstained paintings, tearing open his clothes, volleying in the air, and in an instant, the sky and the earth changed color.

An ancient will awakened from the scroll, and the infinite power of the vast sky and the power of the heavens enveloped the whole world, under this might, the heavens and the earth were about to collapse, and all living beings could not help but emerge a kind of surrender from the soul.

In the sky, the wind and clouds are changing, thousands of thunder and lightning are like silver snakes flickering wildly, roaring constantly, the ground is windy, flying sand and stones, the power is so great, even the ancient trees that do not know how many years of growth have been uprooted directly from the ground, terrifying, under this might, even a trace of resistance can not be produced.

A phantom was formed without warning, standing in the void holding the scroll in his hand, filled with endless majesty, as if from different time and space, people couldn't see his appearance clearly, only those two eyes, as if God was looking down on the common people.

The phantom was sacred and solemn, as if it had come from ancient times, and with a finger in the air, a gray air flow penetrated from his fingertips and drilled into Su Mo's body.

Stunned, a trace of discoloration flashed in his eyes, only to see that all the wounds on Su Mo's body were stopping bleeding, scarring, and falling off at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, all the injuries on his body had recovered as before, and even the scars were not left, on the contrary, all the flowers and trees within a hundred meters below him were withering in an instant.

At this moment, the phantom turned around, looked at Xuan Chou and said word by word: "Although I can't see through Your Excellency's cultivation, but with the power of the Ancient Scroll, it is not difficult to suppress your distraction. ”

Broken Chou was shocked in his heart, since the moment the phantom was about to wake up, he had already hidden and hidden, but he didn't expect to be seen through by the phantom at a glance, seeing that he had not seen through his own cultivation, he was a little calm in his heart, and when he was about to speak, he suddenly saw in the distance in the Canglan City, dozens of sword lights rose, cutting through the sky at a very fast speed, but in a moment he had reached the sky above the woods, and every breath was vast and deep, overwhelming.

"The breath just now came from this wood, there must be a spiritual treasure about to be born, all of them are out of the way of this seat, I want this spiritual treasure." A red-bearded old man in a fiery red robe roared, and as he spoke, the true fire around his body condensed, and the void distorted, as if the god of fire was in the world, as if he was about to kill someone if he had a disagreement.

When the surrounding monks heard this, they all showed dissatisfaction, but they didn't dare to say anything, and even more so, they had already retreated.

"Hmph, Old Monster Yan, don't forget that this is Canglan City! Here, it's not your turn to be presumptuous! Lingbao was born, everyone has a share, whether you can get Lingbao or not, it all depends on your own chance!" At this moment, a majestic voice was transmitted, like a thunderstorm in the sky, and like a war drum, the words fell, and a big man wearing a tiger's head silver armor stepped from the void, but a few steps away, he had already come to the vicinity of everyone.

The old man, who was called Yan Lao Wei, heard this, his face was slightly angry, and he looked at the figure that was stepping in the distance, a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes, and he snorted coldly, but he didn't make a move.

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In the woods, the phantom looked up at the starry night sky, and when he saw Yan Lao Wei and the others, his eyes that ignored the common people flashed with coldness.

"Who gave you the courage to disturb the deity!Get out!" A cold word spat out from the mouth of this phantom, this word by word, boundless, like heaven and earth roaring, like the power of heaven, spread throughout the entire Canglan City and beyond, the words contain endless majesty, as if his words are like the destiny of heaven.

Dao Lingxu, who was far away in Canglan City, heard this, but his face changed suddenly, and he exclaimed: "This is not the birth of a spiritual treasure, this breath belongs to the Zhengu Immortal Monarch!

Then he seemed to think of something, and shouted: "It's not good! Xuan'er, you quickly let the city lord come back! When the Zhengu Immortal Monarch fell, it seemed that he left a will on the Zhengu Atlas, that so-called inheritance, it was basically the situation he laid down in order to descend on the Zhongtian Great World again, and now this will has awakened, and the city lord is in danger!"

When Ye Xuan heard this, it was like being devoured by thunder, her pretty face was instantly bloodless, pale as paper, her eyes looked at the dark night sky in the distance, and muttered, "It's too late..........."

And at this moment, the monks in the sky above the woods looked at each other in horror at this time, and their faces showed a touch of shock and fear, just a sound could make the spiritual power in their bodies roll and vibrate, unable to calm down, and almost fell from the flying sword, what kind of realm does this need to reach to do it?

The ones who can appear here at this time are not ordinary Huading monks, but real Dragon and Tiger Realm Jindan monks, among them, Yan Lao Wei and Ye Jingtao, the city lord of Canglan City, have reached the late stage of the Dragon and Tiger Realm, and they are only one step away from the Returning to the Source Realm, even so, judging from their faces, the situation of the two of them at this time is obviously not much better than the rest.

Now even idiots understand that there doesn't seem to be a spiritual treasure about to be born in the woods, but a certain powerful monk is retreating here, and they, unfortunately, have disturbed this powerful cultivator.

The first to react was Ye Jingtao, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes, and he turned around and flew away towards Canglan City, the speed was so fast that people couldn't see his figure clearly, compared to when he came, it was even several times faster.

The second is Yan Lao Wei, just listening to a sound from his mouth, quacking and laughing, the whole person turned into a firelight, like light and electricity, and swept away into the distance, and the speed of the light was not much slower than Ye Jingtao.

It was only at this time that the rest of the people came to their senses, and they all made various magical magic weapons, and fled desperately in the direction of Canglan City, for fear that they would be killed by the powerful monks in the woods in anger if they were half a minute slower.

"Hmph!!I want to run now, it's too late! If the deity lets you run today, what face will you have to gain a foothold on the continent in this day!

Zhen Gu Immortal Jun snorted coldly, and the vast heavenly power rolled in, only to be angry, in the surrounding heavenly dome, I don't know how many thunderbolts were flashing wildly, it was really as if he could represent the heavenly might.

In the sky above the woods, a vortex was formed silently, in the vortex, a gray divine light fell, and in the divine light, a stele was condensed, which was an ancient and barren gray stele with a whole body.

There are countless mysterious seals on the monument, which fall directly from the void.

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