The abyss shrank rapidly in Sun Qingyin's narration,

Patches of blisters continue to dry up and disappear.

As if from the sea to the river, from the river to the stream, and from the stream to a small pond,

The little pond is still clear,

Looking up, you can see a translucent crystal box floating above the surface of the stream.

The strange hand in the crystal box is still struggling slightly,

It's just that as if fatigue hit and sleepy, a blue eye in the palm of the devil's hand is slowly lowering its eyelids at this moment,

Looking up again, above the stream were two men with solemn expressions and all their might,

Xuanshuo, the cause of the situation, has never been embarrassed,

The two of them were sweating all over their backs, and exhaustion was written all over their bodies.

There is only an enchantment encircled by a joint force, which is magnificent and dazzling, and the layers of mountains seem to be pressed against the small pond one by one.

It turns out that above the water curtain is the other side of the grotto.

Luo Jianchen's heart suddenly became much more steady, his judgment was not wrong, and the water curtain was really connected to the pool in the gossip.

Looking at the situation, it seems that the situation has joined forces to suppress that hand.

"It's a secret place floating on the sea, and it only appears on the night of the moon tide every 10,000 years."

Sun Qingyin knew everything by heart, and she was still talking quietly.

Luo Jianchen's heart moved, and Shang Yuan's "Brahma Secret Realm" flashed in his mind.

"Although we successfully entered the secret realm, we were trapped in a well tower soon after entering. The well tower is indestructible, we have tried countless methods but have not been able to break through, we have to absorb the spirit soldier remnant crystal in the well tower and the spirit qi of the demon to forcibly improve the cultivation, so that we can get out of trouble.

After we escaped from the secret realm and returned to the Ziyin Sect, the spirit soldier remnant crystals and Lingbi in our bodies suddenly began to move, it turned out that while absorbing the qi of Lingbi, we also absorbed the fierce souls of the ten desolate demonic beasts in Lingbi, and they gradually recovered after absorbing our essence blood.

Only then did we know that the price of life was so huge, and we not only brought out the remnant crystals of the spirit soldiers, but also brought out the Ten Desolation Beasts of the Scavenging Era and the immortal primordial spirits of the Beast Control Magicians.

Originally, the combined power of the Golden Gate Yanlong was enough to destroy the fierce souls, but I, the fake descendant of the Golden Gate Sword, could not summon the fairy spirits in the sword at all, so I had no choice but to transfer the demonic beast fierce spirits on Ran Chu's body to my body with the refining and heart cleansing technique in the Five Ming Descent Technique, and I used this technique to force these fierce spirits to my left hand, and then I cut off my left hand and sealed it here with Ran Chu.

He also used the Five Ming Descent Technique to take the blood and body of the Daya Sect and my blood body, and sacrificed the demon hand to make it sleep."

Finally, Sun Qingyin rationally finished explaining the cause and effect, she breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a soft tone: "Jian Chen, this is the beginning and end of everything. What is your mind now? ”

"Why didn't the ancestor find a suitable successor for Jin Que Yanlong earlier?"

Luo Jianchen was speechless, his heart was astringent, all the shock had been flattened, and all that was left was full of regret and sighs.

Sun Qingyin sighed lightly: "Jin Que, how can the descendants of Yanlong be easily found, they are all destined by heaven, and each generation has its own karma. Since the day I replaced Yinxia, Ran Chu and I have been looking for the heirs of these two swords, but hundreds of years have passed, and we have not been able to find a suitable heir to receive the swords. So, Jian Chen, you know how lucky you are. ”

How lucky?

Luo Jianchen's heart was mixed,

She knelt down on one knee without hesitation: "Jian Chen's reckless words just now, where you are presumptuous, please forgive me, I will definitely take you to Uncle Teng." ”

This is Luo Jianchen's heartfelt words, because Sun Qingyin does have too much to admire.

A woman with qualifications, courage, means, and responsibility like her really can't find a few people in the world, she can actually work with that Ran Chu Daojun to create a world together.

But creation is ruthless, but the two so-called demon swords forced her to become her shadow, forced her to feel guilty for life, and forced her to bear five thousand years of loneliness and hardship.

However, she endured it alone without regrets, silently fulfilling her promise in the depths of the earth, and even now, she still thinks about the combination of gold and dragon.

This persistence, this stubbornness, made Luo Jianchen feel a little distressed, and the figures of Chen Mingyuan and Teng Yu appeared in his mind, and the sourness in his heart was a little stronger.

Sun Qingyin smiled with relief, her body was no longer there, her consciousness in this dead place full of immortal and demonic breath, after five thousand years of tempering, it was comparable to the god monk,

She could clearly feel the change in the aura around the woman in front of her. Luo Jianchen is far more important than her estimates, which is very similar to her. With affection, righteousness and brains, this woman can take on a heavy responsibility.

"Damn, this broken hand is really difficult to deal with, I said that if you are a fellow Daoist, forcibly suppress us sooner or later, we will die sooner or later, we have to think of a better way."

A string of complaints came from the shallow stream, and it was the sound of the situation.

"Guo Ruiyi, I advise you, don't use your more hilarious methods, this will be endless troubles for you." (To be continued.) )