At the moment when the island began to tremble, countless beams of light rushed from inside the tree hole and from under the earth. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It was a gentle and tranquil, but vast blue light like an ocean, each light with the same breath, but with a different feeling, as if from ancient times step by step, the breath from the long vicissitudes, ethereal and elusive to gradually clear, gradually intimate.

Sango's body shuddered suddenly, as if she sensed something, but she couldn't believe it, her eyes widened as she watched the round and shiny merman beads emerge from under the earth.

Those mermaid beads are all very blue and pure, with a hint of verdant turquoise, just like that.

Just as these merman beads appeared, a circle of patterns also appeared under the earth, intertwined, emitting blue light, as if it was a large array of patterns.

If they could see the large array that appeared in the outside world, then they would probably be able to recognize that the formation patterns of this formation were also the same, the same as those ancient formations, but the scale was slightly smaller.

"Bang-" The string of black stone beads at the top of the cane in Sango's hand suddenly moved without wind, hitting the cane with a rhythmic knocking sound.

The sound of this knocking was very crisp, even though the tree hole was already filled with Chu Feng's roar at this time, but the crisp sound of the beads hitting and slapping was not covered at all, but became more and more audible.

Coral looked at the cane in her hand, her expression couldn't help but change slightly, she closed her eyes, listened carefully to the sound of the bead tapping, and then she slowly whispered along with the rhythm and rhythm of the bead tapping.

Her moaning voice was so sharp that it gradually fell silent, turning into high-frequency vibrations that could not be heard in normal hearing. I only saw that Coral's cherry lips kept changing the shape of her mouth, and as the beads vibrated faster and faster, her mouth shape changed faster and faster.

And with the change of the shape of the coral mouth, the light of the mermaid beads in the tree hole became more and more dazzling, and the ancient formation patterns engraved on the ground became more and more brilliant!

"Smack-!" With a crisp sound, the black stone beads that had already been full of cracks instantly shattered into dust, and the lips of the coral were instantly closed, and a bright blue light rose from the center of the tree hole, directly rushing through the rotten heart of the ancient tree, running through it, disappearing at the end of the vision of the four people, deep into the blue sky, and I don't know where it finally disappeared.

Coral pursed her lips slightly, and a wisp of blush flowed from the corner of her mouth, causing Coral to regain a trace of ruddy complexion, and completely lost all color in an instant.

She is the cuckoo who cries blood, like the emperor named Du Yu, who weeps for her people and race.

Coral knows, and Coral finally knows that his ancestors have always been doing a big picture.

His ancestors, I don't know when they already knew the fact that the tree god was dead, and I don't know why, finally chose to use the long years to set up a bureau, a big situation specially set up for today.

The string of stone beads on the cane has long been full of cracks, probably the ancestors have made countless attempts, and finally determined an effective method, and kept this method in this stone beads, and wait until the day of need, and then guide future generations to make this last swan song that is destined to be passed on to the world.

This swan song Coral knew that she had guessed correctly, in fact, the moment she opened her mouth and began to chant, she knew that she had sung correctly, because every time she chanted, a wave of energy would be drawn from her body.

The vocal frequency when she sings is the product of the frequency of the impact of the stone beads and the number of stone beads, and the time of each chant is the time when the stone beads keep the same frequency of percussion, and the last part of the chanting, because the frequency of the chanting is too high, directly tore her vocal cords, making her start to cough up blood, but even so, she still completed the chanting.

After chanting, Coral felt that the whole person had completely lost support and vitality, and he just wanted to find a place to rest and sleep, and he didn't want to be bothered by any noisy and noisy mundane things in the world, but only wanted to sleep once and never wake up again.

But Coral struggled to hold on, and new questions began to arise in her mind. If these are all the big things laid down by the ancestors, then why do they still pretend to be guarding the tree god?

More than 3,000 years ago, why didn't it succeed?

What is the rebellious high priest all about?

Why did Grandpa keep covering it up, and even killed Scaly Ben's mother in order to prevent this from leaking?

And where did his father go after saying goodbye to him, was he also killed by his grandfather?

In this world, there are always countless mysteries entangled around you, even if you finally figure out one, then the next mystery will be entangled again, as if you will not be upset and painful, you will never stop.

Sango felt as if her skull was about to explode, causing her to stumble and fall backwards.

"If you can't think about it, you don't have to think about it anymore...... Sometimes, it's not so much about exploring the truth, it's about letting go of it. Rouge said softly, holding the coral with one hand, and a true qi gradually crossed into the coral's body, forming a warm current that swam all over the limbs and bones of the coral, dissipating all the wounds and all the grief.

Coral finally had a little more light in her dim eyes, and she smiled astringently, raised her head, and looked ahead.

The back figure in front of him had become blurred in the brilliant light of the formation, and only a black shadow remained.

However, on this black shadow, countless flesh and blood were collapsing, and blood was splashing, but because of the brilliance of the light, those splashed blood and scattered flesh were just a vague black shadow.

Coral didn't know what Chu Feng was doing, and in fact, no one knew what Chu Feng was doing.

It was clear that a moment ago, his flesh and blood could still maintain within that range without collapsing, but at this moment, as if he had deliberately begun to dissolve his flesh and blood, as if he was performing an ancient and barbaric sacrifice, and he needed to sacrifice himself alive.

No one could see what was going on at the center of the light, but it was as if there was a fierce battle going on there.

Although it was silent, the powerful and ancient coercion that came from there seemed to come from dozens of Great Emperors, with an aura of transcendent sanctification, which made it difficult to suppress the fear in one's heart.

The whip and cane trembled and hissed in a low voice.

Cracks began to appear on the cane, and then in an instant, it shattered into a cloud of dust, revealing a roll of parchment paper that had been wrapped in the cane.

This scroll of leather paper did not give rouge and coral to explore at all, and in an instant, it broke free, and with a "bang" sound, it instantly unfolded, turning into a starry sky, obscuring the sky, and across the heads of everyone, slowly spinning, hanging down a series of stars.

This ancient scroll of vellum paper bears a trace of the vicissitudes of time, as if it came from countless years ago, and is telling its own story, with a majestic and somber atmosphere, enveloping all the space.

The hollow of the tree, which was originally ten feet square, instantly became small and crowded, the wind was roaring and whistling, the light was blooming and spreading, and all kinds of breaths were mixed together, but they collided violently with each other. For a moment, I couldn't tell where the enemy was and where I was.

Time was still passing, a quarter of a moment, but only a short moment, and even a few breaths of air had not been finished, and a quarter of a quarter had already passed.

A little blood suddenly bloomed in the starry sky, and then quickly spread out like a plum blossom, becoming bewitching and bright.

As if it were an omen brought by the first drop of rain, a heavy rain followed, and drops of blood continued to fall on the starry sky, spreading out, quickly dyeing the dark blue night dome into a scarlet color, emitting a blinding red light.

Those bloods, with a surging aura that is difficult to hide, are the blood from the body of the Great Emperor, and it itself is engraved with the Dao marks of the Great Emperor.

I don't know where the blood came from or who it came from, but it made everyone's hearts "chuckle", they knew that this blood probably came from Yan Qingyu, who broke through the sky and wanted to intercept the person who was returning to this world-although there was no evidence, but ...... This is undoubtedly the most likely possibility.

But Chu Feng knew the blood...... It didn't come from Yan Qingyu, because he felt it, and there was a breath in the blood that he seemed to have felt.

This breath is very close to him, close like a relative, with sorrow, with longing, gentle like water, tenacious like water......

Chu Feng didn't know where this aura came from or who it came from, but he understood the fact that this was the greatest help that an emperor he knew or didn't know could do to himself!

Chu Feng roared angrily, constantly shattering his own flesh and blood, his own body.

As Chu Feng continued to shatter his body, those ancient Demon Emperor Yuandian characters condensed in his flesh and blood were also directly shaken out of Chu Feng's body one by one, they struggled to return to their own body, but when they returned to Chu Feng's body, Chu Feng did not hesitate to shatter the flesh and blood it wanted to enter, so that more and more ancient characters were exposed to the frenzied spiritual airflow, and then they were pulled by the spiritual airflow, absorbed, and converged towards the Na Ling root!

At this moment, a solemn and solemn aura came, as if countless emperors had come in person, and the phantoms that existed in legends and did not exist in legends reappeared in the world.