(Thank you Zhu Laomi for your tip~!) o(n_n)o~ Well, this is the first change, there will be later, I don't know if it's the second or the third change, I slipped to see the text, Khan, and when the author of the article was unkind, he was surprised to find that he hadn't opened the document yet~~~~~~~ this paragraph might be boring, uh, it's good to be in the past~! ）

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Nine black jade pillars gathered together, pulling each other in the air, moving slowly, and in the changing position, black marks continued to shoot out and project on the ground.

The staircase passage made of white jade suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

The faces of the people present were solemn, and they looked at each other a few times, Zhao Qiming took the lead in the front, here his cultivation is the highest, and the others have no objections.

In the end, Xuan Jiu, who was "introduced", fell behind, thinking that he was not seen unusually, but in fact, the peek at the glance, more than a few old guys knew it, and even the eyes of the ink dyed jade could not escape, let alone the object of the gaze.

She seized the opportunity and glared at him fiercely.

Xuan Jiu was stunned for a moment, the expression on his face became more and more stiff, and the roots of his ears began to flush rapidly.

After thinking about it, he still felt that it was inappropriate, and he really wanted to find an opportunity to find ink and dye clothes to talk.

But when he returned to the Hanyu Palace, he learned that the ink dyed clothes went out with the palace master.

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The strange changes of the boundless wood sea have slowly spread to the entire cultivation realm, and now, no one dares to step into this place of death that is full of human faces and has no anger.

Going down the stairs, there are long and smooth Rongshen trees on both sides.

The stairs were not straight, and they went all the way down in circles and circles, and after walking for an unknown amount of time, they looked up. At first, it was as small as a thumb, but at the back, there was not even the size of a needle tip.

The group was silent, and everyone's mind was tense.

The stairs finally came to an end, and across the white jade square, there was a tall and majestic palace.

This way down, the smooth lì is unimaginable.

The group did not move, they were all observing the surrounding environment.

Ink-dyed clothes finally saw what Rong Shenmu's "roots" looked like. A few forks apart, supported by a void, and twisted black mist wrapped around it, absorbed little by little.

And those black fogs. It was teleported from the part that was exposed to the ground, and if she was not mistaken, those black mist were the ghosts that had been causing chaos in the boundless wood sea for many years and suddenly disappeared for no reason......

These trees are coming back to life!

Such a thought popped into my mind, and I never lingered again.

The palace has appeared, and those black jade pillars have completed their mission of leading the way, and they have been leading the way suspended in mid-air, and they suddenly paused. With a few slight tremors, he fell downward.

They fell quickly, but the speed at which everyone shot was even faster, and in just an instant, the nine black jade pillars were divided.

Mo Dyed Yi saw that Mo Dyed Jade was also holding one in his hand, and looked at Xuan Jiu defiantly, who pursed his lips. Don't look away, your expression is extremely cold.

Mo Dye Yu sneered, and turned around, just about to say something to her sister.

Sudden mutation!

The white jade palace in the distance suddenly appeared in front of them, only three feet away from them.

No one could see how they got closer, and it only happened for a moment.

Such a strange change made everyone's hearts that were going to open the door to explore calm down all of a sudden. looked at the black jade pillar in his hand in disbelief, and the white jade palace in front of him.

It is said to be a palace, but in fact you can't see it all, you know it's big, as if you know what it looks like, but it seems to be very vague. Not to mention that the eyes can't see the specific shape, the shadow in the heart is enough, and the most impressive thing is the door!

It's not the first time I've seen this one.

In fact, everyone who gets the key, the divine consciousness invades, can see it.

The door in front of me is exactly the same as the one shown in the key, and even the ornamentation on it and the position depicted on it overlap each other.

There is no doubt that in front of them is the gate that matches these nine keys, which is the legendary Gate of Life and Death!

Do you want to open it?

This question flips on everyone's mind, but there is no doubt about the answer.

If not, what are they doing here?

Can you turn it on, right?

What's behind the door?

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When Zhao Qiming was the first, he inserted the black jade pillar in his hand on the door, and there was a second, third, and fourth behind him......

The color of the gate changed from white to black, and the black in the jade pillar passed little by little, and the black on the door became heavier and heavier, and the light gradually rose.

Ink-dyed jade is the last one.

She was about to move forward when she was grabbed by the ink-dyed clothes.

Mo Dye Yu looked back in surprise, looking puzzled.

was snatched from the black jade pillar by her sister.

Ink-dyed clothes took a deep breath, walked with a determined step, and stretched out their hands to move forward.

Everyone unconsciously held their breath, and the whole world seemed to be left with only the sound of strong heartbeats of different frequencies.

Everything is quiet, and at this moment, the ink-dyed clothes are extremely clear in their hearts.

The key in his hand was taken away again, but it was Xuan Jiu.

He quickly inserted the key into the door, and quickly retreated with the ink-dyed clothes.

In front of the gate, there was a vacuum, and everyone's eyes were staring at the nine jade pillars inlaid on the door.

"Be careful." Xuan Jiu's voice was solemn and low.

Ink-dyed clothes looked over, caught in the tide of his eyes, the tide constantly swept over her, melting away the layers of defense, scruples, hesitations and hesitations in her heart......

His hand was clenched tightly, and the pain came clearly.

The part that was caught turned red in a blink of an eye, just like that day, and the red marks on her body were gorgeously blurred.

She suddenly felt that her face was a little hot, although she was bold that day, it was also borrowed from the gall of wine, and under the premise of being so sober, she would not indulge herself so much.

"Let go." She said softly.

Don't let it go!

Xuan Jiu expressed his wishes with practical actions.

There was a layer of shame and anger between the eyebrows and eyes of the ink-dyed clothes, when and where is this, old man, you can't divide the occasion?!

There was a little more coldness in her eyes, and she shook her hand violently, breaking free from his confinement.

At this moment, the black color of the gate brightened in vain, attracting the gaze of the ink-dyed clothes, and he never saw the gloom in Xuan Jiu's eyes for a moment......

The black light dissipated, and the gate was no more, as if it had never existed, and suddenly disappeared in front of everyone.

The nine emerald jade pillars on the door were also nowhere to be seen.

The smell of decay and decay permeated the air, and in the gray darkness, the branches of the trees were intertwined, twisted and entangled, filling the entire space, filling the door with blockages.

The trunks of the trees were smooth and delicate, like the immature skin of a baby, with a faint halo, but the stench was terrible, and the dead gray covered the whole field of vision.

No one expected this to be the case at the door.

Mo Dye Yi thought of a movie he had watched, a love ghost movie, and there was an old tree spirit in it, hiss, which was strikingly similar to the scene in front of him.

Zhao Qiming took off the sword, and the thunder dragon on the sword circled, and the slightest electric light overflowed, making a crackling sound.

The pupils of the ink-dyed clothes shrank, and she specialized in refining the sword, and her eyesight was a little bit.

This sword is obviously led to the thunder quenching, and the time for quenching will not be too long, and the thunder dragon formed on it has obviously not completely refined the thunder, otherwise, there will be no thunder and lightning overflow, let alone a crackling sound.

It seems that the late Heavenly Tribulation has not only improved Zhao Qiming's cultivation, but also raised the quality of the Natal Flying Sword by more than one grade.

The flying sword carried the thunder light away, and after the sonorous impact, the flying sword returned to Zhao Qiming's hand, but the intertwined branches did not have anything at all, not even a single Daozi left.

Zhao Qiming's face sank like water, and he attacked with the sword one after another, the sound became louder and stronger, and the power became stronger and stronger.

They had to retreat a few feet away before they could barely resist the power of the flying sword.

Everyone looked at each other and sighed in their hearts, the first person in Canglan really lived up to his reputation.

Ink-dyed clothes stared at the dense branches, thinking quietly.

When Zhao Qiming gave up the attack for a short time, and everyone was thinking about how to solve the problem in front of them, the ink dyed clothes moved!

I saw that she was holding a three-string bow, her legs were separated, her upper body was sideways, her right hand was full of bowstrings, almost about to break, and a jade-colored flying sword in her left hand was extremely eye-catching.

Golden Sword!

Among those present, only Han Yu and Zhao Qiming recognized the sword for the first time.

The former is to witness its birth, and the latter is to pursue the mystery of the sword all his life, and he is almost engraved in his heart for the legendary existence zài.

There was no trace of it, and the jade color flashed, and it was firmly inserted between the branches.

The terrible screams seemed to come out of the bottom of my heart, and it was clear that there was still so silence around me.

This creepy voice became more and more piercing as the jade sword deepened.

The place where it came into contact with the jade sword was quickly dissolved into a large hole, and the hole was still spreading rapidly in all directions.

Everyone looked at the ink dyed clothes with different eyes, they were just one step slower than Han Yu and Zhao Qiming, and they recognized the extraordinary nature of the sword, and faintly guessed, but they didn't dare to conclude, after all, the legend was too far away from reality.