Nangong Fan has circled this strange stone no less than ten times, and even touched this strange stone with his hands, except that it looks a little like a person, it is not much different from ordinary stones, which makes Nangong Fan's eyes flash a trace of imperceptible fear.

So who spoke again?

He was frightened by himself, he hadn't noticed anything unusual for so long, there couldn't really be a ghost, right?

I couldn't help but think of the zombies that Hei Yuqing told him about when I was a child, and I couldn't help but shudder.

It was the heyday of the last dynasty, except for the nine cities and everything on the earth has been under the rule of the last dynasty, the last dynasty has sharpened its knives towards the galaxy, intending to expand the territory, who knows that the ancient imperial tomb next to the imperial capital jumped out of a zombie covered with green hair, this zombie is invulnerable, even if Emperor Wu hit him with all his strength, there is no response, the place where the zombie has walked is a piece of red soil, the last dynasty tried its best to trap the zombie. For this reason, I don't know how many people died to destroy the zombies, and there were many strong people with great reputations, so the national power of the last dynasty turned sharply down, and they were no longer able to go on expeditions.

The earth has the threat of heaven, and people or demons who exceed a certain realm will be forced to soar, that is to say, the zombie is still under the accommodation of the earth, but it has taken away two strong people who have reached the extreme of the lower realm, which shows the horror of this monster.

And will this place be favored by the Heavenly Dao? Nangong Fan couldn't help but beat a drum in his heart, this secret realm for I don't know how many years, if a monster comes out, maybe he will have to return to the west in a breath. Thinking about the shattered spirit stones around him, Nangong Fan felt even more frightened.

"Are you talking, aren't you?" Nangong Fan cried with a sad face, his hands pressed on the strange stone, supporting his weak body, he thought that this strange stone could answer him.

The strange stone did not move at all, Nangong Fan's face was cloudy, and he couldn't help but feel a little cold around his neck, as if there was really some invisible monster lying on him, Nangong Fan's body couldn't help but sink, and his originally upright body couldn't help but bend down, if it weren't for the strange stone beside him, it is estimated that he would have fallen to the ground.

Nangong Fan was about to cry in fright, he didn't know if it was an illusion, he felt that he was really carrying a monster on his body, and the wisps of cool air blew in his ears, giving him a lot of goosebumps.

Altar of the Ancient Dragons...... It was only before the secret realm began that aura that made him extremely disgusted......

The more Nangong Fan thought about it, the more unbearable he became, there was a warm current in his heart, and in the blink of an eye, it spread all over his body, Nangong Fan felt a lot more comfortable at this time, at least the unnecessary yin qi behind him disappeared abruptly.

Nangong Fan was not in the mood to pursue where the warm current of the heart came from, and he didn't know why the gloomy aura behind him disappeared strangely, but he was a little annoyed and angry, no matter what, he was also a man, and he was frightened by something unnecessary!

Nangong Fan wanted to vent, but he kicked the strange rock angrily.

The surface of the strange stone, which was originally pitch black, was full of gold, and an irresistible force rushed out.

Nangong Fan stumbled and fell into a.

His pupils widened as he looked at the strange stone that had reverted to black, and he couldn't say a word for a while.

But he finally understood that there was something wrong with this strange rock, a big problem.

Nangong Fan looked at the strange stone in front of him that was about the same height as him, his face flashed with distress, he had already touched the strange stone again, but he still didn't find anything unusual, he couldn't help but have some self-doubt, could it be that I was scared stupid and had a delusion?

"Could it be that you are going to smash this stone?" Nangong Fan stared at the strange stone with longing in his eyes, hoping that the female voice would answer him, or that the golden mang would resurface, and this silent place made people panic.

In the middle of the sound, Nangong Fan collapsed to the ground weakly, "Emperor Ao, you old immortal, are you playing with me?"

Nangong Fan's eyes purred a few times, straightened his body, slowly walked to the edge of the stone wall, slowly moved along the periphery of the sealed space, and spent half a day going around a full circle, ready to stop doing this work, Emperor Ao is not here anyway, I can't afford to provoke it, can't I hide?

Nangong Fan reluctantly returned to the strange rock, sat down against the strange stone, slowly closed his eyes, and slept for half a month to let this secret realm exclude him.

This secret realm, I, Kurosawa, should never have been here!

After more than ten days of stop-and-go, he was indeed tired.

In the blink of an eye, the snoring sounded like thunder, rhythmically resounding in this silent sealed space. On the back of the strange stone, it slowly squirmed rhythmically with Nangong Fan's snoring.

......

Qing Lian'er looked up at the sky in front of her, a golden lizard with huge flesh wings about a hundred feet looked down at her, her wheel-sized pupils were full of anger, even if it was about five hundred meters away, Qing Lian'er felt a deep chill from the bottom of her heart.

This huge wurm is almost a copy of Jincheng, only magnified dozens of times.

Hit the little one, and the old one came for revenge!

"Ant, die. The golden dragon's eyes were full of indifference, and he opened his mouth to spit out a golden torrent, like thousands of swords surging towards Qinglian'er.

A young man covered in strangulation appeared above his head, "Daddy, I want her to be my woman." ”

Qinglian'er just wanted to make a move, and the whole world seemed to be under the dragon's "ants" and began to repel her, squeezing her in place, unable to move her hands and feet, a few cyan real pills in the dantian gradually lost color, and the aura leaked out frantically, returning to the embrace of nature. Even thinking seemed to stop at this moment.

Qinglian'er's eyes were full of gold, and the torrent of gold swooped towards her from the sky, as if she was going to die in the next moment.

Qing Lian'er's face was uncomfortable, and her pupils were full of shame and anger when Jincheng's voice came.

At the same time, the inconspicuous cyan ring on the little finger of Qing Lian'er's right hand bloomed with a trace of cyan light.

As soon as this light appeared, it rose with a magnificent aura.

A soft snort exploded in the heavens and the earth with the green mang.

The entire time and space seemed to freeze under this soft hum, and a faint ray of blue light diffused from Qinglian'er's ring, wrapping Qinglian'er with closed eyes and slowly burrowing into a cracked gap and disappearing in place.

Father Jincheng shook his head slightly, and when he came to his senses, there was no Qinglian'er below. I didn't know that the entire time and space had just stopped for a few seconds, taking Qinglian'er away from this time and space.

"Can even the little Star Realm escape from the old man's hands?" Father Jincheng roared angrily in the sky, the sound of the dragon roaring over the dense forest, and countless tiny spiritual animals cowered and prostrate on the ground, trembling.

Daddy Jincheng is a person who wants to save face, if this matter is known to those old fellows of the same status as him, it is estimated that he will be able to laugh at him for a long time, and the soft hum that resounded through the world was as if he had never heard it.

......

Under the sculpture in the center of the sky city, there is an ancient hall, which is the center of the entire sky city, which is inhabited by the people of the entire sky city to worship the little princess of the emperor, it is rumored that the eldest princess died young, the little princess is the only descendant of the emperor, and it is also their spiritual sustenance, for the little princess, they can dedicate their lives.

On the throne of the main hall sat a young girl in her twenties, wearing a golden crown, with double eyes, and a long golden hair draped behind her head, covering the beautiful and small horns that were slightly arched behind her head, and her every move was full of elegance and majesty.

The girl looked at the three middle-aged men kneeling below, "Three clan uncles, why did you suddenly disappear into the Sky City just now. As the current owner of Sky City, every scene in Sky City is shrouded in her spiritual sense, and the hurried departure of these three respected clan uncles in the city just now has attracted a lot of her attention.

"Tell the princess, we have sensed the breath of the Emperor. The blue-haired middle-aged man on his right hand exuded a faint chill and replied respectfully.

"Father's thoughts?" The girl's eyes were filled with tears, her thoughts were still there, and her father who had gone away was naturally safe, which was also a kind of comfort to her, but I don't know why my father didn't come to see her?

The girl took a deep breath, and the tears in her eyes disappeared instantly, revealing that she was strong, and now she was the master of the one, but it was not the time to be sad, "Can't I enter the world now?"

"We still don't know what the Dragon Emperor thinks of our tribe today, the power of our department is extremely strong, the Dragon Emperor will definitely think about co-opting, how can one clan tolerate two masters? The middle-aged man with fiery red hair in his left hand replied respectfully. As he spoke, the hall seemed to be a little hot.

The girl is silent, betraying the true dragon clan, it is easy to say, can she afford the price?

The silence of the hall was broken by a soft grunt that resounded through the heavens and the earth.

The faces of the three middle-aged people kneeling on the ground changed greatly, and they hurriedly got up and guarded in front of the girl, "Ancestral Realm?"

"Which adult is coming to our department?" the girl frowned slightly and stared up, as if she had walked through the main hall and looked straight at the sky.

The heavens and the earth were silent, as if everything just now was just an auditory hallucination.

......

Ao Bing looked up at the sky with a shocked face, and a hundred-meter golden dragon came out of the gray void.

Before Ao Bing could react, a middle-aged sturdy man dressed in gold appeared in front of him carrying a sturdy young man who seemed to be about the same age as him, and the middle-aged man looked at him directly, his face was full of strangeness, "Who are you, why do you have my blood in your body?"

......

"Ahh The sleeping Nangong Fan let out a howl of pain.

He opened his hazy eyes, and there was a woman in Tsing Yi lying in his arms, Nangong Fan rubbed his eyes and widened his pupils, "Qinglian'er, am I dreaming?"

"Slap", Nangong Fan slapped himself crisply, and a smirk hung on his red face, "A green sister fell from the sky?"

In the depths of his sea of consciousness, the blue phantom sitting next to him began to struggle violently, the fishing line that bound him trembled endlessly, and he could faintly see the closed void eyes slowly opening the sleeping eyes, and the blue light loomed in them.

Nangong Fan looked down at the flawless beautiful face in his arms, and a trace of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

Qing Lian'er's face was slightly distorted, and her slender eyelashes were slightly inciting, as if she was experiencing an unimaginable nightmare.

Pity flashed in Nangong Fan's eyes, the black space ring flashed, and a simple robe appeared on his hand, neatly placed on the ground, gently placed the woman in his arms, squatted down, and looked down at the face that had appeared countless times in his dreams.

Nangong Fan didn't notice that Qing Lian'er's delicate right hand, which was covered by her graceful figure, turned into a colorful complement, sacred but full of strange power. This power also flowed to his body with the movement he had just made.

"How nice it is that time stands still in this moment. Nangong Fan's green face had a smirk.

Suddenly, he collapsed beside Qinglian'er, holding his head in his hands, letting out a painful howl, struggling weakly, "My head hurts so much." ”

If you ignore Nangong Fan's struggling body, the two of them are lying flat next to the strange rocks, which is a very beautiful picture.