The pen splashes ink like a split, and the back is hung to stir the moon. Immediately slash a sword to break through the sky, a little oblique and shocking.

In Langyu's eyes, he finally reproduced the feeling of that day, and the clicks and clicks were all about a one-style sword qi and sword rainbow. Shocking, but not alarming, Lang Yu's face is like three autumn waters, he seems to be a sitting monk, his heart has no distractions, his eyes only follow the strokes, and he has no concept of time. At the end, it suddenly opened up, the rhyme fluctuated, and an ice-blue point of light lit up faintly.

The first cave is 'Heavenly Gate'. The second cave is "Wind Valley", and the third cave is "Poor Terrace...... The points of light do not allow for an instant to form a cross-kneeled cultivator, and the eyebrows and eyes can be distinguished.

However, there was an error in time and space in Langyu's spiritual platform, since the first point of light, it took about five breaths of time for the second acupoint to light up, it was really like a cultivator was rushing through the level. And then the third, the fourth......

Lang Yu no longer knew whether he was looking at the painting with his eyes or with his divine sense. The points of light correspond to the "Thunder Turning Formula" in his brain one by one, and he can't tell who is guiding whom.

The first dragon took shape, and the second followed. Three dragons, the end of the fighter.

Four dragons, five dragons, six dragons, samurai consummation.

Seven Dragons, Eight Dragons, Nine Dragons......

Every meridian is opened, and a sinuous dragon shape is formed, which is the same as the "Thunder Transformation Formula" arranged in Langyu's mind. It seems that the gift given by Gumo is indeed genuine.

The point of light continues to light up. The next point of light of the ninth dragon suddenly appeared in the heart of the abdomen, the "Thunder Pool" acupoint. almost provoked Langyu out of that state.

"How can you not be at the head of the tenth dragon?"

"Poof" Just when Lang Yu was stunned and was about to think, another light lit up. "Ningfeng"

No, no, why doesn't it work here. Lang Yu was a little flustered, if he didn't go according to his own arrangement from now on, in such a short time, he wouldn't be able to remember no matter how demonic he was.

"Poof" The 'Shenguan' acupoint lit up, jumping directly from the abdomen to the top of the head. Next, "Tianzang" and then "Lingque...... It's back on the Tenth Dragon.

This, this is this jump, Langyu can't understand. But this painting will not explain it to you, it will light up in this order, believe it or not.

After that, it seems to be back on track, after the tenth dragon, the eleventh. Article 12......

According to the records of the three magic books, Langyu can only rank the tenth dragon. This tenth article is written on the last page and is marked in bold and large letters, "It shall not be attacked until the time limit is reached." "Why there is such a mark, Langyu is not clear.

In the future, Langyu does not have the trick, and can only distinguish vaguely according to the different changes in the brightness of each big dragon when it was formed. Until the last light was lit, the full field of brilliance flickered, and there were eighteen dragons in all. In an instant, it rose in the light and disappeared into an infinite void.

The thunder flashed, the stars appeared, and a proud figure gradually became clear. The appearance is still indistinguishable, and naturally I can't see the expression at this time.

Volley out of the sword.

Lang Yu could only watch, but he didn't understand, it might be a combat skill, but it was different from what Gu Heng and Gu Yunfeng had cast. The part where Langyu doesn't have combat skills, of course, can't comprehend anything. However, all he wants is the exercises, and the domineering swordsmanship in the back should be just observed by the way.

The brilliance and verve of the sword qi are the same as those seen five or six years ago, the idea in the painting is just a record, Lang Yu, who has been exposed to some fighting skills in this life, in that domineering brilliance, although there are also some different feelings from the previous time, but it is still impossible to learn or write it down.

A sword comes out, and the starry sky is drowned. Langyu is about to quit, and the result is quite satisfying.

"Hum!" just as the Thunderlock Void was about to be extinguished. Suddenly, there was a buzz in Langyu's sea of consciousness, and a silver rainbow came out of his body, but whether it really flew out of his body or not, Langyu couldn't confirm it. Because at this time, the feeling is that I am in the painting or in the sea of my own consciousness, and there is already an illusion that I can't tell the difference.

The silver light exploded and twisted little by little, as if a few drops of silver-white ink were gently stirred in the water, and reassembled.

What is it? What's in my body? Can I see the mood in the painting because of it?

He is a fan, a fan that even Langyu himself can't guess. Who can explain such a strange thing? What is this silver light? What is it? What is it? What is it? What is it? What do you have to do?

This was something that had not appeared last time, and Lang Yu's surprise was no different from the fact that there were two more holes in the ninth dragon just now.

A dozen silver filaments fluttered, and after more than a dozen breaths, they condensed into silver characters like rippling in the water waves.

"Five Emperors Hidden Demon Prisoner, Pagoda Endless Lock Demon Knife, Swallow the Sky"

What is this! Sixteen words, Lang Yu's mouth opened wide in shock. I don't know what kind of feeling it feels like in that word, as if my soul is about to leave my body.

Before the words disappeared, Lang Yu withdrew from that state, and there were bloodshot oozing from the corners of his mouth and nostrils, and he didn't know it. It's just that those sixteen words are still fluctuating in his mind, and Lang Yu sits motionless on the futon, his consciousness is greatly injured.

Did I see a secret that I shouldn't have seen? There might be something behind it, but Langyu didn't dare to look at it anymore.

In the sea of knowledge, there were only a few strands of gray fog left, and Yang Xiao was shouting anxiously. "Yu'er, wake up! Xiaoyu, what's going on!"

After more than a dozen breaths, I heard a soft reply. "Master, I'm fine, I'm just too tired. Then there was no sound at all, and Lang Yu couldn't even condense his divine sense and transmit the sound.

In the hall of the ancient clan, Lang Yu, who was sitting cross-legged, shook his upper body twice and fell to the floor in front of him.

"Click!" A pillar of golden red light flashed in the dim night sky, sinking into the roof of the hall, and the courtyard of the ancient family trembled violently.

"Heavenly thunder! not good!" Gu Mo's father and son outside the courtyard almost shook up, exclaimed, and rushed in.

Lang Yu seems to have been born with thunder, and for some reason, he has been patronized by thunder several times in a coma.

With a "bang", Gu Mo pushed open the door of the hall and quickly rushed in. This time it made a big deal, I don't know what Lang Yu did in this hall, the sky thunder is here, but it's not trivial.

Looking up, Gu Mo almost fainted, and only took a long breath half a day later. The ancient calligraphy and paintings inherited are gone, and pieces of goose feather-like flying feathers are slowly floating down from the wall.

"Dad, that calligraphy and painting?!"

"Heaven is the best of my ancient clan. Gu Mo's eighteen bowels in his heart were all repentant. It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be that Lang Yu should not be allowed to be a foreigner to comprehend the inheritance, the heavens will punish him, and the ancient clan will perish, it is really difficult to escape.

Looking down at Lang Yu who was dizzy on the ground, the old man had to sigh. "Take him to Bongin first, and when he wakes up, send him away immediately. "The destiny of heaven is like this, what is there to complain about people at this time.

Gu Yunfeng lowered his body and probed in front of Lang Yu's nose, picked up Lang Yu with both hands, and turned around and walked out of the hall.

Gu Mo stared up at the empty wall, stood dumbfounded, and after a long time, his eyes closed, and he shook his head in pain. "Thousands of years of inheritance, I don't want to destroy it in my hands, the ancient clan is resting! I never thought that my Gu Mo would become such a sinner for thousands of years. ”

Out of the hall, Gu Mo walked to the backyard with heavy steps, he wanted to go to the ancestors of the ancient clan to confess his sin. In terms of family rules, he can't escape the blame.

Gu Mo's old, heavy figure turned through the corner door and disappeared into the backyard. Supporting the declining ancient clan for more than 30 years, he was tired, and after this catastrophe, no matter whether the ancient clan survived or died, he could only apologize with death.

With a "bang", the gate of the temple was slammed open.

"Ahh

"Quick! Blockade Fengyuan!" Gu Yunfeng said urgently. Bring Langyu here, and there is no one to heal. Only the elders of the clan have decided. Running briskly to the upper room.

In front of the door of the main house of Fengyuan, Gu Yunfeng did not dare to break into here. I can only ask for respectful instructions. "Grandpa, Gu Yunfeng has something important to see. "Don't even dare to speak out loud.

"Come in?" an old voice came out at once. Thinking of the movement in the courtyard just now, the two people in the room had already noticed it.

"What happened?"

Gu Yunfeng put down Lang Yu and said hurriedly. "Grandpa, something is wrong, this kid is in the council hall to comprehend and inherit ancient paintings, and it has attracted thunder. The old painting was ruined. ”

"What!" Yili and Yiwai and the two old ancestors immediately opened their eyes. "How so? Did he realize something?"

"This, this grandson doesn't know, he was already fainting when my father and I went in. ”

"Send it over. The old Gu of the two clans in the middle hall stared at Lang Yu who was lying on the ground. Gu Yunfeng had to pick it up again and send it to the old man.

A large, thin hand pressed against the palm of his head. Release after a moment. "Zhihai is silent, although there is no fear of life, it is difficult to recover. With his cultivation, it is much more serious than the last time you. As he spoke, he turned his head and looked at the elder of the inner room.

"The inheritance is gone, and it seems that our clan is in danger. The child had to be rescued, and he had to know what had happened. The elder of the clan thought for a moment, and tried to whisper these words softly, slowing down.

"Leave this matter to me, you still have to deal with the Lin and Huang families, and you can't use mana. Otherwise, the magic disk cannot be activated. ”

He stopped again, and suddenly, Gu Qian opened his eyes again. "It's not good, Feng'er, go and find your father, this son is too pedantic in terms of clan rules, so I said I want to see him. ”

"Ahh Why is it so long, Dad hasn't come over yet. At this time, listening to my grandfather's instructions, I immediately rushed out of the house.

"Big brother, this son's affairs have to be handed over to you, although it has not reached the best state, even if it is an hour or two, it will not help, and the great array of the clan protection may not be able to support it for long, those two old opponents should also arrive, and I will buy the most time for the clansmen." ”

The two old men looked at each other silently for more than ten breaths. More than 100 years of protection, more than 100 years of solidarity. This may be the way to say goodbye.

There was a sorrow in their cloudy eyes that only they could read.

At this moment, those who want to leave do not have to say goodbye, and those who stay do not have to be sent off.

Gu Xuan got up and walked out of the upper room of the courtyard without looking back. The Great Elder's hand twitched. Slowly closed his eyes.

To drive the heavy treasure, they can only consume the lifeline. After this battle, the heavens are divided. Maybe I'll go with it.