Chapter 922: Exports Turned into Seals
Nie Yunwen had the courage to stretch out her hands and grab the edge of the small opening...... Next, tear it off!
The original small opening. became one. Wide. A pathway.
It's shining inside. I don't know where.
Feminizing money is the power of knowing space. This power is still soaring to pick up the heavens. When. He just noticed.
Anyway, this road should lead somewhere. I don't know if it's the outside world.
I'm a little happy, but I'm a little troubled at the moment. Even if this passage is to go back to the outside world, he is in this place. And how did the outsiders get out through him?
After thinking about it, Nianhua picked up the flute and blew it gently.
Thought. In a moment's time, the path moved with it.
"I see." She looked up at the dragon vein.
"You can't speak, but I know you've been hurt. I think it was the Ying Dragon tens of thousands of years ago. ”
"Whatever he takes, I'm going to listen to the contract in the future. Find Na Ying Long. If I can get through it, I'll sign a contract to get it back. If you can't beat me, you can't blame me. ”
The dragon vein seemed to understand. Raised his head and won high.
The voice was majestic.
Then it faces down. Rushing into the ground, the other pits burst into intense light. in the four corners of the altar. There are four statues.
The light formed when the dragon pulsed down instantly penetrated into the bodies of the four statues. At the same time, the eyes on the four statues all seem to be looking in a certain direction.
Ninghua. The mysterious feeling in his heart rose again, and he suddenly understood something?
He raised his hand. Playing the flute. Guiding the torn path in the direction of the eyes of the four statues.
Soon. When that path arrives,
The light of the dragon veins in the statue. Suddenly burst out of the statue's eyes. formed. Four beads, the beads were slow, fluttering, like they had no weight. Slowly fell into the pathway.
At this moment, there was a sudden roaring sound in the pathway.
Ning Hua was suddenly a little afraid.
Fortunately, I guessed this, otherwise that pathway would not know whether it would lead to the outside world or to death.
Well, after the sound is gone. He leaned over and looked at him. The image you project is a forest of birds and flowers.
It's not the one they came in, though
But it must be easy to be in the sky. The sharp fluctuations you are exuding are not strong.
After the cherry blossoms were relieved, the pathway suddenly shrank. She was shocked, could she say that she wanted to be with the dragon?
He hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed the opening. Don't let it shrink.
It's good that it's here. And it didn't go away. Instead, under his pull, it turned into a golden sigil.
He couldn't see it clearly for a year, and he grabbed the sigil in the palm of his hand.
That copy. It fit in the middle of his palm.
Nie Yunhua carefully duanqiao and found that the sigil was slightly suspended when his hand moved, and it seemed that when his mind moved, the copy would fly out to form the previous path.
It saved a lot of things, he just had to take this thing out.
Anthropomorphism put away. This imprint. There was a deep look. This altar.
He knew he had to find the mine. His rebirth and that magical feeling must be because of the mine. If he dies like this. All his secrets. And he was born again. Significance. will all dissipate with everything.