Don't look at the mobile phone, which is usually bad, but as soon as you make a move, it is indeed extraordinary. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoOn the enlarged screen of the mobile phone, not only can you see the three-dimensional image of the entire array, but also the details can be enlarged one by one and figure it out carefully.

Liang Ming was watching the mobile phone break the formation, and at the same time, he kept calculating and confirming in his heart, giving full play to everything he had learned in the past few days.

This time, Liang Ming and his mobile phone did not enter through the birth gate, but went against the way, went directly to the door of death, passed the door of injury, and then went out from the door of shock.

When you first enter the door of death, it is like a netherworld hell, full of dead air, which seems to have substance, thick and viscous, and if you take any wrong step, you will die without a place to be buried.

Looking back at the screen of the mobile phone, I found that there were red lights crisscrossing it, densely packed, so that people didn't even have a place to plug in. These are the invisible prohibitions at the door of death, but the phone gives them substance, and they are displayed on the screen.

At the same time, above the many red rays, there was a white band of light that ran through the entire large array, entering through the door of death and exiting from the door of shock. Without using a mobile phone to explain, Liang Ming also knew that the white light band was the key to breaking the formation, as long as he avoided the red prohibition and followed the white light band, he would eventually be able to walk out of the big formation safely.

"I'll torture, you can do the mobile phone, hide and refuse to make a move, but let the young master break the formation without sleep for several days, you say, what kind of intentions do you have?" Seeing that the mobile phone was so simple, Liang Ming almost vomited blood and died.

"Isn't that trying to make you learn more? The mobile phone laughed and laughed, not caring at all about Liang Ming's bluffing.

When Liang Ming heard this, he suddenly lost his temper. The phone is for his good, how can he drop.

On the twelfth day, the Lingyan Pavilion, which had been calm, began to move again.

"Someone is coming out!" shouted someone who didn't know how, and suddenly the people watching outside began to become alive and vigorous again, changing the half-dead appearance of the previous two days.

"This time it must be Liang Ming's goods, I dare to bet on the cousin of my second uncle's aunt's aunt. ”

"I think so, how can I say that Senior Brother Qiu Qi is also better than Liang Ming's goods. ”

"yes, yes! I think so, too. ”

", Liang Ming is stronger than Senior Brother Qiu Qi, that thing can always create miracles. Someone was shouting loudly, his eyes lit up, and he didn't know what he had picked up. Needless to say, this must be Liang Ming's true love fan.

"You guys are fighting for a fart, look at everyone coming out!" Someone was so annoyed that he choked a few words on the others.

"Ah, how can this be?"

When Qiu Qi was teleported out, almost all of them didn't quite believe their eyes, because at this moment, the ninth layer of Lingyan Pavilion had already lit up.

"Who is still inside?" Qiu Qi couldn't help but ask when he saw that everyone was stunned.

"And Liang Ming is inside. Some of the quick-talking men replied.

"Torture!" Qiu Qi was obviously stunned when he heard this, and then said with a look of disgust: "Why is this product again, and you can't let people live!" But as soon as he finished speaking, there was a smile on his cold face.

Qiu Qi's words Liang Ming definitely couldn't hear it, and Liang Ming was standing on the top floor of Lingyan Pavilion at this time, with an unhappy face.

"Is the Great Creation you are talking about?" Liang Ming cursed as he held a tattered sheepskin map.

Liang Ming originally thought that there would be good things on the ninth floor of Lingyan Pavilion, but who knew that when he reached the top, in addition to a few portraits hanging on the wall, there was only a broken map on the jade table, and there was not a single star of pills and magic weapons. Not to mention how depressed I was, I almost didn't jump up and scold my mother directly.

I couldn't see a single reason for this broken map, and there was no map indicating where it was, but a simple part of the landform, and a winding line pointing to a certain place.

Liang Ming knew that the appearance of a broken map on such an important ground would definitely not be untargeted, but the more he looked at it, the more upset he became, and he still had the urge to throw the map on the ground and step on it a few times.

"Hey, this map looks familiar! I don't know when, the mobile phone has flown above Liang Ming's head, and he is staring at the map in Liang Ming's hand.

"How could the remnants of the battlefield outside the sky appear here?" The mobile phone seemed to be talking to itself, and after a long time, he said to Liang Ming: "This remnant picture is a good thing, take it well, maybe you can use it soon." ”

Seeing that Liang Ming was a little dazed, the mobile phone had to explain: "Aren't you going to go to the Extraterrestrial Training Ground of the Lei Xuan Continent to participate in the trial, the Extraterrestrial Battlefield is the extraterrestrial training ground that the Lei Xuan Continent said, and this map is very important, maybe it is really a great creation." ”

As soon as the mobile phone said this, Liang Ming suddenly understood, and was about to ask the mobile phone to explain more, but the goods actually said a word directly, and then he began to keep silent.

As soon as Liang Ming heard this, he couldn't wait to throw the phone out of Lingyan Pavilion directly, and he would know it in the future, your sister.

Putting away the map, Liang Ming was somewhat unwilling, so he rummaged around on the ninth floor, and kept humming, Lao Tzu really didn't believe it, there was only a broken map on the top floor, so what did Lao Tzu work so hard to run up, he was full of food. There is really nothing, and the floor tiles have to dig a few pieces to take away.

After a few circles, I focused on the nine portraits hanging on the walls.

"Hey, no, why does the person in the painting look so much like Ding Busan?" Liang Ming shook his head and muttered to himself while looking at the portrait on the wall.

Indeed, in addition to the bearing and instrumentality, the person in the painting looks exactly the same as Ding Busan, almost according to Ding Busan's own copying, but ...... Ding Busan's goods are cynical, but the person in the painting is extraordinary, magnificent, and not compatible at all.

After watching it several times, Liang Ming still couldn't solve the bottom of his question, so he started to look at the first picture again. This time, he no longer pondered the question of Ding Busan, but found the difference between each portrait.

At first glance, the nine portraits are almost the same, the sky is high, a man standing on the snow, fluttering, but a closer look reveals that the man in each portrait has subtle differences between his steps.

Liang Ming connected the nine portraits to observe, but in an instant, he was in a trance, as if he had been brought into another space. A pair of feet on the snow, the man in the portrait is looking at him with a kind face.

"It's rare to have a fate, you have to remember this snow cloud mud step. ”

Before recovering from the shock, Liang Ming found that the man's footsteps moved, and at the same time, a loud voice like Huang Zhong Dalu sounded in his ears: "There is no trace of stepping on the snow, the difference between the clouds and mud, once the wind is gone, the flowers fall from the people......"

The moment the man stepped out, Liang Ming's eyes were already shocked. This seems to be a few simple steps, but it is wonderful, where the footsteps go, there is no trace on the white snow surface, as if walking against the wind, the most rare thing is that this step is stepping on the snow, the next step is like stepping on the clouds, strange and abnormal, can not capture the trajectory of the man walking.

Liang Ming's forehead was already covered with beads of sweat, but his mind and footsteps followed the man again and again.

Every time he stepped out, it was a different experience for Liang Ming, from jerky to skilled, from the earth to the clouds, every step seemed to be accompanied by the wind, and even in the end, there was a faint sadness that fell like a falling flower, and he slowly turned into nothingness and disappeared into space.

"You're good!"

After repeated practice, when Liang Ming took a perfect step, the man in the painting let out a sigh, and then stretched out his hand to push Liang Ming out, and Liang Ming flew out in a vast and misty way.