At the last moment, the Southern Angel jumped out of Kunpeng, broke through all the blockades, and was dozens of miles away in an instant, and then his body was like the wind, and he continued to escape. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"This man is so fast, alas, there is no chance. ”

"We're not qualified to fight, we don't have to. ”

"Something amazing is born!"

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Who would have thought that there was a great master hidden among the vast monks, and at the moment when Nantian fled, hundreds of astonishing auras burst out, and they were already miles away in an instant.

If Nantian didn't have a way to jump, these people would be able to catch up in an instant.

"Stop on the trail, that thing won't be your turn!"

"Damn Xiaodao, you're dead!"

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Nantian's mind was in a hurry, if he continued like this, he would be chased by the people behind him, and then killed.

Nan Tian stared at the jade that emitted golden light in his hand, two inches long and one and a half inches wide, extremely thin, and somewhat warm and smooth in his hand.

Who would believe that this is an ordinary piece of jade, the only one among the infinite treasures, how can it be just jade.

Nantian moved his divine eyes, almost looking with his heart's eyes, and only then did he see countless golden words engraved on it, and the golden light on the jade was emitted by the words.

The text was constantly in motion, chaotic, as if someone had deliberately concealed what it was expounding.

Nantian kept escaping, and there were only a few dozen of the hundreds of breaths behind him, if he hadn't had the Kunpeng method, he would have been caught up a long time ago.

"Boy, see how long you can escape!" Obviously, someone saw that Nantian was thin, full of confidence, and the pursuit was even crazier.

Nantian pondered.

"Do you really hand it over?"

"Since this thing is a heritage, it must be for people to see, is there a special way to open it?"

Confusion!

Nantian slightly turned the chaotic trick, and a chaotic aura appeared in the god's eyes, and he looked at the jade again. Nantian was overjoyed, and his eyes burst with a gleam.

Three golden mangs are lined up, with thousands of ancient characters below, each with a unique rhyme, obviously, it is not just a written record, but some kind of inheritance.

Nantian was also an expert in writing, and strangely enough, this writing was not anything he knew.

Forcibly memorize!

Nantian was almost unforgettable, and after a hundred breaths of time, he had already written down all the words. However, Nantian knows that it is useless to memorize these words, and the Tao rhyme is the key.

He kept repeating the observation, and forcibly imprinted the rhyme in his memory.

Too many times, Nantian Shen's eyes were confused, and he couldn't see clearly, he roared, and his heart acupoints sprayed thin essence, straight into his eyes, and forcibly observed.

After a while.

Nantian turned around, looked at the cultivators who were chasing after him frantically, and said, "It's time to be content!"

He was almost crazy about observing the Jade Sutra, and finally engraved those words and Dao rhymes in his memory, although the Dao rhyme was not perfect, Nantian believed that he could self-comprehend.

At the same time, he forcibly exercised Kunpeng to take a leap and forcibly observed the divine eye, the consumption was too great, and he could no longer escape frantically, so he wanted to stay in the power of self-preservation.

"Don't chase it anymore, can't I give it to you?" Nantian said with a slight cry. He wanted to convince everyone that he was powerless to escape, so he handed over the Jade Sutra.

At the same time, the Jade Sutra was thrown into the void by Nantian, the golden light was dazzling, and Nantian once again cast a Kunpeng leap away from the battlefield.

The brawl behind him resumed, Nantian quickly fled into the distance, completely away, and after several confirmations, no one was tracking, so he found a no-man's land to recover the huge consumption just now.

Two days later, Nantian completely recovered, he did not go deeper, but turned back, he was worried about Cao Dabao, worried about Qingman.

The world is the land of butterflies.

The monks were talking.

The little fat man devoured the power of space here a day ago, and when someone wanted to attack him, a rune took him away, and he was in the limelight for a while.

The mysterious jade scripture was taken away by a descendant of a hidden sect in Daoshan, and the name and sect are unknown.

After looking for a long time, but not seeing Qingman, Nantian went on the road again, he wanted to go deeper, he wanted to go to the phantom place. He didn't have much time, and he was only two days away from returning to the Immortal Mountain.

The traction is getting stronger and stronger.

After a day of crazy galloping, Nantian finally saw the phantom that he had seen faintly.

It was an immensely large horn, stretching across the sky, covering the boundless. Countless runes were engraved on the horn, constantly flickering, exuding terrifying coercion.

You can see a corner of this.

Below the horn, the mountains are like the sea, more like a god war to change the heavens and the earth, countless battle flags are planted on the mountains, fluttering.

There is also a stone bank, but the stone bank here is far more than the previous one, like a mountain range, without knowing the end, in addition to the killing intent and an inexplicable aura slapping the stone bank.

Nantian didn't dare to enter lightly and realized it carefully.

Suddenly, he saw a group of figures rushing out from the depths, galloping towards them, and in a blink of an eye, they were already on the rocky shore, all of them were full of spirit and deep eyes.

Masters! All of them are like Qingman and witch-like people! And they are a gang, and they are allied for some reason. They stared at the horn in the void, expecting something.

Suddenly, the atmosphere was oppressive, and the runes on the horn flickered faster.

Woo –

The void shook, the trumpet sounded! Its voice was incomparably grandiose, incomparably far-reaching, and spread throughout the heavens, throughout the ancient and modern times, as if it had been heard from time immemorial.

The sound of the horn was terrible! Nantian was bleeding from all over his seven orifices in an instant, his whole body was boiling, his whole body was about to explode, and his life was threatened, so he could only hold on hard.

The Nantian Yuan God had an unprecedented vibration, as if it was about to be dispersed, but fortunately, the Nantian Yuan God was extremely tenacious and carried it hard.

Nantian looked at the group of people, all of them closed their eyes, closed their six senses, and cut off everything. But it was still difficult to resist the sound of the horn, and many people trembled and bled from all over their bodies.

Who can resist the power of the trumpet!

At the same time, accompanied by amazing visions!

Just when Nantian was about to lose his hold, the chaos trick automatically operated, counteracting the sound of the horn, and Nantian was out of danger.

It's chaos again, how many times, it saved Nantian from danger, and Nantian looked up to it again.

This place is dangerous, and whoever dares to underestimate it will have to pay for his life!

The horn only sounded once, and the strange thing was that half a day had passed, and the aftermath of the horn was still endless, and at the same time, the power remained the same.

That group of people is still struggling to persevere, many of them are almost dying, on the other hand, Nantian, has adapted to the sound of the horn, compared to that group of people, he is light.

If Nan Tian had evil thoughts in his heart, at this moment, he could slaughter that group of masters.

Nantian did not have such evil thoughts, but looked into the distance, where the earth-shattering vision was constantly changing, and the phantom shadow either rose suddenly or disappeared suddenly.

Nan Tian muttered: "It's that world, although I have never seen a real battle, but that kind of heaven and earth sorrow can't be wrong." ”

Countless armies of monks, condensing infinite killing intent, bursting out with a momentum that shocks eternity, unimaginable magical powers, incredible killing weapons, and treasures.

It's not one area, it's the heavens fighting, and all races are participating.

It was an ancient war, the heavens were dyed red, and the space was pierced.

The blood of heaven and earth is red, the killing is boundless, the corpses of the gods are constantly falling, and the blood of the gods turns into water, fire, wind and thunder, changing the heavens and the earth. Nantian was extremely frightened, was this the killing of the day?

Everything is a phantom, and Nantian only sees a corner, and more is invisible, especially deeper.

At this moment, the sound of the horn changed, and it was nearing its end.

The vision has changed!

Heaven and earth are dead and silent, there is no living person, heaven and earth are completely dyed red, sad songs sound, doomsday scenes, illusory visions will infect the southern sky.

Nantian is also sad!

That is the sorrow that there is no hope in heaven and earth, that is the sorrow of the heart like ashes, that is the sorrow of the future road is broken, the sorrow is extreme, the heaven and the earth are crying, and the wind, thunder, water and fire are falling together!

"Leave a little hope!" said countless voices in unison.

Countless ancient cultivators have exerted their magical powers, and countless secret lands have been generated, are they left for future generations, or are they self-comforting?

Who knows!

The sound of the trumpet changes again, and then it ends!

Someone buried that era here, and the place in front of him is the most tragic place, and it is also the place of inheritance.

The group of people woke up, and when they saw that Nantian was still alive, they shot a few glances, and it was already rare to be able to be seen by them. They never stopped, they flew over the rocky shore, went into the depths in an instant, and disappeared.

Nan Tian exclaimed, "They are looking for the inheritance that once descended!"

Nantian entered the inheritance land, and the killing intent of the inheritance land was sharper, and at the same time, the inexplicable aura came wave after wave like the waves, and Nantian was not in a hurry to find the inheritance, but continued to go deeper.

"The Great Secret is in the Depths!"