Walking out of the altar, the two went to the last stop, the very center of the Taiyi Imperial City, where there stood a towering and immovable broken stone tablet, the huge word "Heng", strong and powerful, like a wild dragon in the world, shocking the sky, making people unable to look directly.

Lan Jiechen stared blankly at the huge stone monument in front of him, silent for a long time, it was this feeling again, a very familiar feeling, as if this was his former playground, a warm current gushed out from the spinal bones, warm, warm.

This feeling goes deep into one's own marrow, soul, and imprints into one's essence.

Then there is endless sadness, grief-stricken, the silent cry of the wanderer who has returned from traveling abroad to see the tragic state of his hometown, and the wanderer's extremely strong longing for home.

Ling Xuan naturally held Lan Juechen's left arm, a faint body fragrance came to his nose, but Lan Juechen didn't have the heart to care about these, he immersed himself in his heart, to feel carefully, to peel off the cocoon, to find out the most primitive password.

However, everything was in vain, and Lan Jiechen was extremely disappointed in his heart.

Ling Xuan seemed to be able to understand Lan Juechen's mood very well, and lightly opened his lips and exhaled Youlan.

"Little man, this is the center of the Eternal City, the imperial capital of the Eternal Kingdom, I have very little prehistoric memory left, but I can vaguely remember that the Eternal Kingdom ruled the entire universe at that time, all races surrendered, thousands of countries worshipped, and it was extremely prosperous. ”

Ling Xuan's voice is like water like a song, like a dream, like a hollow valley orchid, soft and sweet, like soaked honey, making people feel more comfortable, relaxed and happy, as wonderful as Juanjuan spring water, refreshing people's hearts.

It swept away the inexplicable sadness in Lan Juechen's heart. soothed Lan Juechen's restless heart and calmed it down.

Lan Jiechen was very grateful. Turning his head and wondering, "Eternal Kingdom, Eternal City." Shouldn't this have a lot to do with the Tower of Eternity at Middle-earth Eternal Academy?"

"Hmm. Ling Xuan didn't deny it, but he didn't say anything, and suddenly the hand that had been holding Lan Juechen's left shoulder couldn't help but tighten, as if he remembered something, his face became nervous, and his eyes flashed with a trace of inexplicable panic.

Lan Jiechen looked at Ling Xuan's appearance as an ordinary woman at this time, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Eldest sister, this is your family, is it necessary for you to be like this? Besides. You always put your arms around me like this, which doesn't seem to be good, men and women don't kiss. ”

The woman's face changed as fast as turning a book, and she still had a weak appearance in front of her, but she immediately changed to a bewitching and charming appearance, discharging at Lan Jiechen, and throwing her flattering eyes, "Little man, the slave family likes you." ”

Lan Juechen's cold hair stood up in an instant, and a layer of goosebumps erupted all over his body. There was a chill in his heart, and Ling Xuan at this time was like a witch, like a bewitching beauty snake.

"Your old man's taste is really heavy, you can see my type. ”

Ling Xuan didn't speak. He gently rested his head on Lan Juechen's shoulder, and used a more feminine move, giving Lan Jiechen a frenzy. A miserable 720 degrees, a strong green dragon body. It's still painful.

From the background, the two look like a bunch of loving couples, but the truth is far from the same.

Ling Xuan said, "It doesn't matter if it's me." Or the weeping blood spear in your body, or the dragon pattern ring in your hand, or the Dao seed in the dantian, we are all just weapons, music scores, and your tools, without you we can't exert our true strength. ”

"Don't think of us as magical, as if we can achieve anything, in fact, you who created us are not magical. ”

"As I told you, we wouldn't be able to reach our ultimate potential without you. That's why every machine spirit expects to meet a good master, they don't want to be buried, and we have weaknesses. ”

Lan Juechen was thoughtful, all of Ling Xuan's words had a deeper meaning, as if they were alluding to something.

The two of them walked under the stele like this, and when they observed the stele up close, there was an indescribable shock.

The huge stone tablet is like a giant sword piercing into the sky, and the incomparably powerful aura of the bully shook the sky and pierced the sky. The stele is like a giant mountain, giving people a thick, eternal, and distant atmosphere.

The dense endless divine patterns carved on the stele cover the stele with a veil of mystery.

"Huh?!" Suddenly, Lan Jiechen felt that the stone tablet was trembling slightly, and the stone tablet seemed to have life.

Lan Juechen turned his head with a puzzled expression, and was about to open his mouth to ask Ling Xuan, but found that Ling Xuan was staring at the stone tablet and entered a certain state, Lan Juechen swallowed the doubts in his heart temporarily.

There was a sound of "click!" from the stele, crisp and loud, Lan Jiechen felt an indescribable uneasiness, this was a demonic call, he began to be a little unable to control his body and mind, and unconsciously walked towards the stele.

At this time, Lan Jiechen's eyes widened, his eyes were full of disbelief, and his face turned pale in an instant.

The stele actually flowed out two streams of blood, the blood was bewitching, and in an instant, the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and the weeping blood spear trembled violently, emitting bursts of clear sounds.

The bewitching blood quickly filled the divine pattern on the stone tablet, and the divine pattern was shining and red.

Ling Xuan frowned slightly, her deity played a pleasant melody, and mysterious notes came out one after another, hovering in the air, changing in thousands of ways, like endless stars in the black curtain, scattering a little stardust, gorgeous and dreamy.

The holy light stardust half-fell on Lan Jiechen's body like snowflakes, and then dissolved, no, no, it was immersed in Lan Jiechen's body. The entry of the Holy Light Stardust detonated all the power in Lan Juechen's body for a while.

The Dao seed shook violently, the green light burst out, dazzling and gorgeous, washing Lan Juechen's muscles and bones, the weeping blood spear trembled violently, and the iron filings in the blood continued to tremble together.

The mystical nine characters in the sea of consciousness are not willing to be lonely, turning into a sacred five-clawed true dragon, the huge body instantly filled the sea of consciousness, the real dragon flashed its smart eyes, flashed a trace of strong dissatisfaction, and roared at the sky.

The dragon groaned for a while, turning into terrifying energy impacting the chaotic boundary of the sea of consciousness, "Boom, boom!" The violent collision between different energies, the mystical nine characters were really mysterious and powerful, and the terrifying energy was like a divine weapon inserted into tofu, effortlessly, opening up the territory.

Lan Jiechen was puzzled, what was the Nine Characters of the Mystery Sense doing, why was it so anxious to open up his sea of consciousness at this time, and its methods were extremely domineering and rude.

At this time, Lan Jiechen felt that his ears were roaring, he was dizzy, and his headache was so bad that he was about to be divided by the five horses, and Ling Chi was executed, he was in pain, and life was worse than death.

"Ahhhh

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" Lan Jiechen slammed his head against the earth, the earth was like a drum, his head was like a hammer, the momentum was huge, and the earth trembled for it.

The hard floor was knocked out of a depression by Lan Jiechen, and the dense cracks were like huge spider webs constantly spreading around, and the blood left on the stone tablet was injected into it.

These bewitching blood are like demonic nature, demonic nature, rolling blood is like a demon snake constantly coming towards it, the magic light is swirling, the red light is clear, like a red crystal stone.

At this time, Lan Jiechen's pain was thousands of times more painful than the original tribulation, this was not only physical pain, but also mental, soul torment, the strength of the head hitting the earth became heavier and heavier, and the buildings behind him were affected, cracked and fell to the ground, turning into a cloud of dust.

Lan Jiechen was torn apart by two different camps, one camp was the alliance of Ling Xuan, Dao Seed, and Weeping Blood Spear, and the other camp was a domineering obsession coming from the stone tablet, more like a demonic summoning.

The notes in the air flew, and the holy light and stardust poured down like a galaxy, and the Daigo empowerment was sprinkled around Lan Jiechen's body, alleviating Lan Jiechen's pain, even so, the demonic summoning seemed to be even more powerful, and Lan Jiechen trembled continuously.

The eyes have long since turned into pure black gems, full of demonic energy, wrapped in mysterious black gas, cold, hollow, and with a compelling temperament, making it impossible to look directly.

Ling Xuan stared at Lan Juechen's mutation, thoughtfully, lightly opened his lips, and sang the divine sound, like a dream, like the murmur of a goddess, and like a sacrifice praying.

The roots of the Dao seed tightened, swaying violently, and the Dao power in Lan Juechen's body flowed wildly, at this time, it seemed that the two camps were leveling each other, and at this time, we had to see Lan Juechen's own choice.

"Don't let me down, little man. Ling Xuan said secretly in his heart. The Dao species jumped strangely, as if to express his hope, but the Weeping Blood Gun did not change anything.

At this moment, Lan Jiechen didn't know why, he actually shed two lines of bewitching blood and tears, crossed his cheeks, and shouted loudly: "Who are you? Who are you? What do you want to do? No, I'm not! I'm not! Roar, roar, roar!"

Lan Jiechen held his head in his hands, his headache was splitting, and he hit his head with both hands fiercely, "banging", as if striking iron.

"Why are you pushing me! I am who I am, I want to be myself!" Lan Jiechen said hysterically.

Although he had a splitting headache and was in pain, this intense pain could not shake Lan Juechen's heart, he knew what he wanted, he knew what he wanted to do, and his voice was sonorous and unwavering.

Suddenly, the space shook violently, causing ripples.

Lan Jiechen's words seemed to touch their heartstrings, and the two camps seemed to have a tacit understanding at the same time and let go of the tearing of Lan Jiechen, an unprecedented sense of comfort followed, Lan Jiechen showed a bright smile, and then his eyes went black and he fainted.

He was still curled up with his head in his hands, covered in black air, but at this time, Lan Jiechen did not have a trace of hideous coldness, but wanted to be an ordinary child, shrunk into a full stop, blinking his chapped mouth from time to time, and the bewitching blood and tears were still hanging on his cheeks, which was pitiful and pitiful.

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