Yunxin Pavilion, I don't know how many times I've been here, but this time it's a complete strategy.

Unless, this big golden pillar does not cooperate.

The light of the sky fell obliquely from the top of the pavilion, shining on a terrifying giant wearing scale armor and looking like a general, more than two feet long.

Xia Ji's huge hand grasped the golden pillar.

The Void Condensation Blade in his right hand turned into a three-foot long knife and began to cut the pillar body where the "Icon Gong" was stored in the west.

Click, click, click...

The voice is harsh.

Suddenly, a gust of wind emerged from the void.

Then there was a cold, unearthly roar.

The roar said to Xia Ji: "Get out!!"

Boom!!

The strong wind that could blow mortals dozens of miles away smashed on the giant Xia Ji.

The ripples shook, like thunder exploding, and the third floor of Yunxin Pavilion trembled.

Xia Ji's black hair was carried by the wind and danced wildly, like a flame burning in the air, but he only felt as if he had been punched in the chest by a small fist, smiled, and continued to saw the gold pillar.

"Get out!"

The roar exploded in Xia Ji's ears.

The giant swept away, but saw nothing.

At the same time, the stronger Gangfeng, like the invisible fingers of the gods, crossed the space from the unknown distance, and instantly hit him, wanting to expel this daring mortal.

Boom!!

The smoke cleared.

Xia Ji is still strong.

was shouted "get out" one after another, and Xia Ji was also angry in his heart.

"Have the ability to come out. ”

"Mortals, don't get out of here!!"

Gangfeng strengthened, as if his actions had angered something.

But that being is slow to appear.

Xia Ji frowned and shrunk the three-foot true qi to one foot.

The golden pillar was finally cut through a small opening.

Giant Xia Ji bowed his head and leaned over to the opening to look.

I saw a pair of strange eyes in the gap, staring straight at me.

"It's an icon. ”

Xia Ji saw that the one-foot knife was effective, so he shrank it by half a foot.

Bang bang bang!!

The continuous wind crashed against him.

In the Cloud Heart Pavilion, the first and second floors were also implicated, and the neat bookshelves were like being hit by a hurricane, making a sound of collapse and folding, and the exercises were scattered, as if they were turned from the beginning to the end by an invisible hand.

Immediately, the paper was torn apart and shredded, and it flew all over the sky, page by page as if it were a fugitive, and there was a rattling noise throughout the attic, which made the eardrums uncomfortable.

In the paper, the wind bombarded the black-scaled giant from all directions.

Xia Ji stood still.

He saw that the golden pillar was almost cut, and the giant hand broke the head of the column and slammed it down the crack, revealing the white-gold humanoid sculpture in it, and the pair of cold eyes were staring straight at him.

Xia Ji doesn't care so much, he came today to obtain the body of the colossus in "Icon Gong".

Today, you have to follow, and you have to follow!

In the midst of the fierce wind, Xia Ji endured all kinds of wind attacks, and at the same time began to immerse himself in the platinum statue.

It didn't take long for him to come to the fork in the road.

I was just stunned.

The original fork in the road, the one on the left has been closed, and it is the holy bone.

It's normal to be closed because of comprehension.

And the one on the right side was also closed, as if it was his own bandit behavior that had provoked something to exist, so that he couldn't comprehend it at all.

In the eardrums, the "mortals" who kept roaring and roaring "get out" continued.

"I'm annoyed!!"

Giant Xia was extremely annoyed, and his consciousness came out of the holy icon, and he glanced at the platinum statue with hatred.

There was a hint of banter in the statue's straight eyes, as if mocking him for not being able to do anything about himself.

"If you can't comprehend, what's the use of you!"

Xia Ji opened his big mouth, put the carrier of the icon gong into his mouth, and then took up the six thousand years of power and began to chew.

A terrible scream came out of his mouth.

But the screams only rang out twice, and then there was no sound.

After Xia Ji devoured the holy icon, the surrounding Gangfeng suddenly disappeared.

The sound of rolling out was gone.

"It's the power of this icon... Maybe something else, he's just a medium for linking. ”

Xia Ji wanted to think about it again, and suddenly a mysterious feeling came out of his heart.

He hurriedly cleared away the clutter and immersed his mind.

At this moment, he did not go to the fork in the road, but his consciousness was carried into a wonderful place, which was full of obsolete darkness.

This may have been brought by the icon.

Xia Ji flashed this thought.

Then, continue to follow your consciousness to the distance.

When I think about it, it's as if decades have passed.

Then, he saw the universe!

Cold and dark, dotted with stars, like frozen diamonds on a huge black screen.

An ancient sprawling temple, suspended in some unknown corner of the universe, feels desolate and eternal.

And what is even more strange is that in that sense of long-term time, there is a sense of independence that is incompatible with this universe.

He looked at the temple, and the temple seemed to be staring at him.

What is in the temple

At this moment, an incomparably frightened instinct was born from Xia Ji's heart.

Because he could see a giant conceptual hand, reaching out of the temple, crossing time and space, and grasping at him.

Suddenly, the Chaos Dao Trace was blazing hot, forming an invisible aura shield that protected Xia Ji's consciousness.

At this point, it is difficult to describe in time.

Xia Ji only felt that his consciousness was being quickly pulled back by something, and he was going back at an unimaginable speed.

Boom!!

When consciousness re-entered the body, he had the feeling that his soul and body overlapped again.

And a strange flame suddenly burned around him.

This flame naturally couldn't break through his black armor.

But it reminded Xia Ji of the flames at the feet of the platinum statue.

After a long time, the flames dissipated, and Xia Ji suppressed the feeling of the rest of his life after the catastrophe, and hurried to see what he had gained.

...

Wang Duzhong.

The best restaurant.

Clear.

The crown prince invited his younger brother, who touched his heart, and the table was full of good wine and food, although the royal disciple didn't care about these at all, but at least he could express his heart.

Brotherly love, I didn't expect that I, Wei Heng, could still enjoy the rare brotherly love of the royal family, this God is really not thin to me.

"Third brother!"

"Big brother!"

The two brothers, as if they were meeting each other for the first time, burst into tears and hugged each other tightly.

Then, the feast of the two brothers began.

There are a lot of guards hiding around, and no one can get close to this place.

The two began to talk about their childhood, and then they began to talk about their ambitions, and began to talk about some interesting things that had nothing to do with power.

The atmosphere was so happy.

The aroma of wine is rich, wafting in this elegant small building.

This wine is made from the best 30-year-old Bering mountain springs.

Before the aging comes up, there are naturally more than three masters of the prince's mansion who are responsible for drug testing, which is a routine operation.

And perhaps because of his mood, the prince felt that the taste of this wine today was extraordinarily mellow and extraordinarily pleasant.

He raised his glass.

I looked sideways at the prosperity outside the small window of the restaurant.

Father's body is dying

In the future, this Great Wei will be my Wei Heng's.

When I put the Holy Gate in the palm of my hand, and the rivers and lakes are unified, I, Wei Heng, am the only king who dominates the Great Wei and is destined to go down in history.

"Hahaha! Third brother, come, the eldest brother has written down the grievances you suffered for the eldest brother. ”

"Where, the eldest brother is originally the son of destiny, and the younger brother has long seen it. ”

The two brothers clinked glasses happily again.

Three or two glasses of spirits were like a stomach, and Wei Heng was even happier.

Although there were some small accidents during the trip to the Holy Gate and the trip to the Yellow Crane City, it was harmless, and as a king, it was natural to have a broader vision, so that the road would not be narrow.

When he kills the false Holy Son, or convinces him face to face, let him accept if he disobeys, and become a puppet, the plan of the Holy Gate to take it into the palm of his hand will be officially started.

Xia Ji is just a small stumbling block for him, so he shouldn't be afraid.

What's more, he drank the poison of his ancestors, and this skill is still there

I'm afraid it's pretending to be at the moment

It's uncomfortable.

"Hahaha, third brother, have another drink. ”

The prince is very cool.