The passage of time is always the most unforgiving, and the rustle of the falling hourglass creates unprecedented pressure in the vast silent space. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wang Mei stood in front of the gate, although her eyes did not look at the hourglass, she also understood the urgency of time now, and even urged by this urgency, she was sweating unprecedentedly. The storm in her sea of knowledge surged, instead of calculating the sea of sand, at this time it was a star with one, all kinds of stars were arranged, and then exploded, and there was no war in the entire sea of knowledge, but the smoke of gunpowder was filled.

The Jade Rabbit's big head poked out of the water, and the dragon's eyes were full of worry - Wang Mei's unscrupulous calculation could probably lead to her own collapse, but the Jade Rabbit did not stop her madness, but took a look, and sank to the bottom of the water once more - every collapse could be an opportunity to move forward, and it could not be disturbed.

Just when the hourglass was less than a quarter of an hour, Wang Mei suddenly raised her hand, and although her voice was still cold, it made the remnant soul hear a different kind of madness:

"Since it is disorderly and difficult to follow the internal rules, then I have ruined the matter. ”

As soon as the words fell, the black and white colors of her fingertips suddenly appeared, and a beam of light the size of a copper coin seemed to blast into the Ten Thousand Array Gate with lightning speed.

"Boom!!"

"Boom !!"

The deafening roar filled the heaven and earth in an instant, Wang Mei's attack did not pause, the extreme yin and yang in her body continued to divide the power of yin and yang, attacking the stone gate in various forms, if you don't know the details, looking at it from a distance, Wang Mei seems to regard this stone gate as a stake for magic practice, or a stake that will only absorb and will not counterattack.

It is not absolute to say that it will not counterattack, one of Wang Mei's hundreds of attacks will be reflected, but the direction of the reflection is not Wang Mei itself, but the hourglass on the side of her body.

Wang Mei's attacks are endless, and this stone gate has not moved at all from the beginning, and a trace of cracks has slowly appeared, but the hourglass beside Wang Mei has been riddled with holes, and the sand has stopped flowing before a stick of incense, and Wang Mei's attack has not stopped.

The strange thing is that the remnant soul of the nine patterns did not react at all, it seemed to be stunned by Wang Mei's madness, and it actually stood in place like this, looking motionless, the expression on its face was hidden in the darkness, unable to see clearly.

I don't know how long it took, Wang Mei only felt that his meridians were empty, and even the meridian walls were already sore because of the dry aura, and in the next moment, when Wang Mei was about to stop it, the stone door in front of her suddenly made a cracked sound.

Wang Mei followed the prestige and keenly observed that a small crack extended from the lower left corner of the Ten Thousand Array Gate, and then, this crack was like a group of snakes swimming on the stone gate, and in just a few blinks of an eye, it spread to the entire Ten Thousand Array Gate at an extremely fast speed.

Just when these cracks climbed to the tip of the upper right corner of the Ten Thousand Array Gate, the magnificent stone gate that had stood in front of Wang Mei for a long time actually began to weather. The tiny stones that had been divided by the tiny cracks were blown by a gust of wind that blew from nowhere, and they all turned into lime-like powder.

In less than ten breaths, the tiny powder had drifted away, and no trace was to be found, leaving only a large stone chamber behind the door, and a closed-eyed Taoist sitting on a futon in the middle of the chamber.

Wang Mei stood there and didn't move, she was trying her best to absorb the power of yin and yang that could be absorbed in the surrounding space - her extreme yin and yang could restore any spiritual power into the power of yin and yang, so she could cultivate almost anywhere and recover anywhere.

She stood quietly at this time, her body automatically recovering the excessive wear and tear of the meridians, but her eyes were motionless staring at the figure sitting cross-legged with her eyes closed.

The face of the Taoist sitting cross-legged was seven or eight points similar to the previous remnant soul, but the aura around Wang Mei made Wang Mei feel extremely familiar, as if the person sitting opposite was none other than herself.

Just when Wang Mei had restored five or six percent of his spiritual power, the person on the other side slowly opened his eyes, and almost instantly, Wang Mei heard a scream from the depths of his soul - the scream that belonged to the remnant soul of the Lord of the Hulu Realm, and the scream that belonged to her seventh life split soul!

"It's her!! it's the woman she sent who took away my husband!! it's her dream to give me a chance to enter the gourd realm!! it's her!!"

"Enough is enough!!"

Wang Mei burst into a cry in his heart, forcing the Seventh to stop her screaming. Then, step by step, she walked through the door, and the man sitting on the futon also opened his mouth to say the first words:

"You, very good! You can think of breaking in at the last moment. Moreover, your previous seemingly chaotic attacks also hit the weak points of various attribute connections, not to break the door bravely and unscrupulously. I'm very happy with your qualifications!"

Maybe he didn't open his mouth to speak for too long, and the first few words of this person were still a little hoarse, and when he finally said "very satisfied", it was only when he heard that it was not the Taoist chief that Wang Mei thought he was, but a Taoist aunt who was the same as the Venerable Nishang.

And the admiration and satisfaction in her words even contained full of surprise, as if she was not facing a stranger, but an apprentice she had carefully taught, or an old man she had known for a long time.

"So, what about the first seat of the Nine Patterns, this is trying to take it away?"

Wang Mei sneered, stopped fifteen steps in front of the Master of the Nine Tattoos, looked at the other party's still calm face, I don't know if it was affected by the seventh life, and a little disgust suddenly rose in his heart.

"You're really smart. ”

The Master of Nine Tattoos did not deny her intentions, she looked at Wang Mei's eyebrows and eyes were about to overflow with satisfaction, maybe she wanted Wang Mei to be a ghost, or maybe she had been lonely for too long and needed someone to talk to, the Master of Nine Tattoos did not move the moment she saw Wang Mei, but a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she raised her hand lightly, and an identical futon appeared behind Wang Mei.

"Sit down, and I'll tell you about the cause and effect. “

In Wang Mei's slightly sarcastic gaze, the slightly gentle and warm voice of the Master of Nine Lines sounded in Wang Mei's ears with the sound of the futon falling to the ground.

"Antecedents and consequences?"

The corners of Wang's eyebrows were upturned, and the ridicule in her eyes did not weaken in the slightest, but she did not do any provocative attack, she took two steps back without hesitation, and then Shi Shiran knelt on the futon, although her face was still sarcastic, her movements were elegant and slow, full of the demeanor that a nobleman should have.

It seems that she is not facing a life-and-death rival at the moment, but an old friend who invited her to have tea and talk about mysteries. Her movements stopped, and even made people feel a pity that "there is still a lack of a cup of tea".

I don't know if she was acting too calmly at this time, but the original extremely relaxed Master Jiuwen's heart jumped, looking at the sister-in-law who was not in a hurry on the other side, for the first time, the Master of Jiuwen was a little unsure whether his temporary change of mind was right or wrong.