"Hey, Qi Laogou, count yourself ruthless, wait for the master to go out ......" In a colorful space, Chen Yuan collapsed to the ground, his face was pale, and the corners of his mouth twitched twice from time to time. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Chen Yuan carefully tore the clothes on his right shoulder, and from time to time he twitched in pain because of the wound.

"Old dog, wait a minute, don't fall into the hands of the master, otherwise, see how the master regulates you. Chen Yuan complained in his mouth, gritted his teeth, and picked out the gravel stuck in the wound, and every time he picked out one, he had to scold two sentences to relieve his anger.

"Whew, it's finally done. ”

After cleaning the wound, Chen Yuanli pondered for a moment, tentatively stretched out his hand, and sure enough, the familiar feel of the Spring and Autumn Dao pen immediately appeared in the palm of his hand.

"Sure enough, this is ......." Chen Yuan raised his eyebrows, touched the layer of floating soil under him that was obviously different from the surroundings, and thoughtfully, "I didn't expect it to have this kind of function, portable space? Is there still an old man?" Thinking about it, a smile appeared on his face, "That's fine, otherwise, this time it is estimated that he will really die." ”

"Hiss!" the wound on his right shoulder brushed his presence angrily, and he lodged a strong protest to Chen Yuan, demanding work-related injury benefits.

Chen Yuan finally remembered that he was still injured, and there was no gentle big sister here, so in desperation, he had to rely on himself, using his unskilled left hand, and writing hard.

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Half a column of incense after that.

"Hah, it's finally good. After some tossing, the wound on the right shoulder has completely healed, and not even a single scar remains. If it weren't for the faint obscurity when he waved his right hand, Chen Yuan might have forgotten about the injury.

After a little activity, Chen Yuan had time to take a look at the scene.

He was in an open space at this time, and the sky was covered by endless gray-black clouds, which seemed to be within reach, but when he really stretched out his hand, he would find that it was actually just an illusion. These grayish-black clouds are not the only color of the sky. In the middle of the clouds in the nameless height, there was a small eye of the wind, and from time to time purple gold mist fell from it.

Looking around, there was a strange purple-gold soil, and not only did you see not a single tree, but not even a single weed.

In the distance, a forest of ruined steles towers, exuding an antique atmosphere.

"Thank you, snack goods. ”

That's right, this is the special space in the foodie slate, Chen Yuan originally thought that this was just an illusory place, but he didn't expect that this place could accommodate living creatures like the portable space in the novel.

At least, after being here for so long, Chen Yuan didn't feel anything abnormal.

"Take a look first, and then go out when you're hungry. Well, that's all. After thinking about it, Chen Yuan ran towards the stele forest.

Chen Yuan didn't know how to get out, of course, even if he knew how to get out, Chen Yuan didn't have the idea of going out now.

At least, Chen Yuan would not go out until he found a way to deal with the bronze wine cup in Qi Changtian's hand.

The Forest of Steles, even in this strange space, is a very special place. On the stone stele, there seem to be some ancient secrets, as well as some special secret methods, and on one of the stone tablets, the remaining lines are seven points similar to the formation patterns of the Vientiane Tibetan Yuan Array that Chen Yuan saw on the top of Youhuang Mountain.

Chen Yuan entered this place several times in the form of a soul, in order to hear the secrets on the stone tablet. Unfortunately, most of the stone tablets that record various secrets and secret methods are broken. On the very few stone tablets that are not seriously damaged, there are some small things that remain that are not important.

However, after the foodie slate fused the stele obtained during the beast tide, a stele that was originally very badly damaged was actually restored for the most part. Coincidentally, the restored stele happened to be the one with a pattern similar to that of the Vientiane Tibetan Yuan Array.

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If you look down from the sky, you can see that countless red lights are connected together, forming some kind of mysterious pattern, enveloping the entire Rotten Wu Street.

Up to the overlords such as Shantang and Broken Life Pavilion, down to the small forces composed of more than a dozen people, at this time, no matter how big or small the force is, one counts as one, and they are all drowned in the red light.

At the corner of Rotten Wu Street, several figures were running desperately, and behind them, countless red lights poured towards them like a tide.

"Great Chief, this way!" the voice seemed to be a woman, who ran to the front, occasionally pulling the people behind.

"Er Fourteen, haven't you arrived yet?" The person who spoke was none other than Hong Ba, the great leader of the Good Hall, and they were lucky enough to find an anomaly when the woman launched the Vientiane Tibetan Yuan Array, and at the beginning, Hong Ba led dozens of people to hide in the room, sealing the doors and windows, thinking that this would be avoided.

However, when a ray of red light spilled into the house through a crack in the wall, Hongba knew that everything was over. Immediately, Hong Ba led several cronies to escape from the house, avoiding the siege of the deadly red light in advance.

Although he avoided it early, only three of Hong Ba's cronies died, and the others were haunted by red light on the way to escape, and after their blood was eroded, they turned into dry bones.

Just when Hong Ba was desperate, Erxi suddenly appeared, saying that there was a place to hide. Hong Ba was overjoyed, didn't care about saying anything, and ran behind Er 14 to the present.

"Right there!" ErXIV gasped as he pointed to a half-collapsed wall dozens of paces away.

"Erxi, it's all this time, what are you kidding......" A cronie beside Hong Ba didn't believe it, and was about to reprimand, but was stopped by Hongba, "Luzi, shut up, I believe Erfourteen." ”

The five men ran under the wall and stood close to the wall, as El XIV had instructed. Red light poured in like a tidal wave, getting closer and closer, like death approaching. However, when the red light surged to a distance of about two inches in front of Hong Ba's body, it was like hitting an invisible wall and stopped.

Looking at the deadly red light that was close at hand, Hong Baqiang breathed a sigh of relief.

"Dead, dead, all dead, those who can't escape, all die, we all die......" Just as Hong Ba was thinking about the next way out, a roar suddenly sounded beside him. Turning his head, one person shouted like crazy as he rushed towards the red light.

"Xiaoxi!" Hong Ba couldn't bear it, and was about to reach out to stop it, but was stopped by two other cronies.

Watch as the man ran into the red light, gradually turning into a dry skeleton. One of them said sadly: "Great chief, let him go, his two brothers have just died, and this is also a relief for him." ”

Seeing this, Erxi's expression was a little dark, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't open his mouth after all.

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On the other side, the battle has begun.

"Do it!" With Qi Changtian's loud shout, Qin Zhan and Li Yunlong took out the Dao Pen almost at the same time, and at the same time, the Yuan Mo in their bodies merged into the Dao Pen as if they were not dying. Then, the two of them began to write, not caring about the penmanship, not caring about the order, whether it was ugly or the penmanship was not smooth, it didn't matter. There is only one important thing, fast.

This is Qi Changtian's requirement, the Seven Star Lamp, as a powerful treasure, has the same strict requirements, the huge Yuan Mo is only one of them, the most important thing is to absorb external forces. Just like when Qi Changtian and Chen Yuan confronted each other before, after the Seven Star Zhan absorbed the Yan and Thunder Double Dragons conjured up by Chen Yuan's full strength, he had the earth-shattering blow later. Turning the enemy's offensive to my advantage, this is where the Seven Stars are most powerful.

However, now the woman did not make a move, and what they were now facing was the vision revealed by the Vientiane Tibetan Yuan Great Array, which could not be absorbed by the Seven Star Lamp. Therefore, Qi Changtian had no choice but to make a slight adaptation and let Qin Zhan and Li Yunlong provide the external force needed by the Seven Star Lamp.

Originally, Cao Mengde also wanted to do his part, but Di Changli also needed someone to share the pressure......

Compared with the original version of the Vientiane Tibetan Yuan Great Array improved by the woman, it became even more weird and difficult, only to see a small ray of red glow bouncing off the ground and shooting towards Qin Zhan and the others. But these red lights, after approaching Tianluo's silk thread, which was thinner than a hair, broke down one after another and disappeared into mid-air.

"Old ghost Qi, ...... quickly Hurry up, old ...... Lao Tzu couldn't hold it anymore. Di Changli finally squeezed out this sentence from between his teeth, Tianluo as the treasure of the town of Shanyuan Books, the power is huge, and at the same time, it is also a large energy consumer, Di Changli can persist until now, it is already the result of hard work, of course, looking at Cao Mengde put his hand on a thin thread hanging down from Tianluo with a dead face, you can know that it can be supported until now, and Cao Mengde's credit is indispensable. However, under the rush of red light, the silk threads already showed signs of shaking, and at the same time, Di Changli clearly felt that the loss of Yuan Mo in his body had increased sharply.

Di Changli shouted with an ugly face: "Ten breaths, Lao Tzu can hold on to ten breaths at most." ”

After calculation, ten breaths was already the limit of what he could hold onto.

"Twelve breaths, no matter what, you give Lao Tzu a up. Compared to Di Changli, Qi Changtian's face couldn't see any better.

Ten breaths? Ten breaths have an egg!

Without the twelve breaths, the Seven Star Bowl simply can't accumulate enough strength, and to be honest, even these twelve breaths are not enough for the Seven Star Bowl to push the power to the limit. However, there is a time of twelve breaths, but there is also a chance to collapse a corner of this great array.

Hearing what Qi Changtian said, Di Changli only felt that his brain was bursting, twelve breaths? You come and try! Ten breaths are going to die, and you still have twelve breaths? I will give you a lung!

Qi Changtian's worries Di Changli knew that he had no choice but to hold on.

Qin Zhan once again sped up the speed of writing Dao characters. At the same time, Li Yunlong reluctantly took out a golden incense stick about two inches long and the thickness of his little finger from his arms, inserted it into the dragon and phoenix furnace, and lit it.

Di Changli's face became more and more pale, and his eyes began to gradually become darker. It was at this moment that Di Changli smelled a trace of strange aroma, and then, the stagnant water in his body of Yuan Mo actually made a trace of waves, and vaguely, it seemed to have a little more. Di Changli's spirits were greatly lifted, and there was a hint of color in his eyes.

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The seven stars in the sky became even more dazzling, but compared to the time when they devoured the Flame and Thunder Double Dragons before, they were still a little inferior.

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Eight breaths! Qin Zhan and Li Yunlong's movements slowed down in unison, and there was a puddle of water under their feet, which was formed by the sweat falling from the two of them.

At this time, the Yuan Mo in Qin Zhan and Li Yunlong's bodies had almost been exhausted. They weren't in perfect condition in the first place, and they could last so long because of the strange effect of the dragon and phoenix harmony furnace in Li Yunlong's hand.

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Cao Mengde couldn't even stand still, and was half-lying on the ground according to Tianluo's silk thread, even so, his hand did not forget to drag Tianluo's hanging silk thread.

Di Changli is even more miserable, the color of his face has turned from white to blue, and his forehead is even more dull, if he is seen by a fortune teller, he will definitely say that your Yin Tang is black, and there is a faint black gas on the top of his head, and there will be a disaster of blood and light in the near future.

Under the collision of the red light, Tianluo had already begun to shake violently, and he was about to lose his hold.

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Twelve breaths! Di Changli sat on the ground with his face pale, and dark red blood was faintly visible between his mouth and nose. At this time, Di Changli no longer even had the strength to speak. Cao Mengde even fell to the ground on his back, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Seeing that the defense supported by Tianluo was about to collapse, Di Changli was ruthless, gritted his teeth, and secretly used the secret method of the Ink Pavilion.

Suddenly, Di Changli only felt a shock in his spirit, and the Yuan Mo in his body immediately became more out of thin air, Di Changli did not dare to slack off, and immediately entered the newly appeared Yuan Mo into Tianluo.

The crumbling Tianluo was accompanied by Yuan Mo's input, and immediately regained his stability.

Di Changli began to fight desperately, but the woman had already left her original position.

I saw the woman walk not far from Chen Yuan's disappearance, where there were dozens of dry bones on the ground, among them, two were particularly small and seemed to be children's.

The strange thing is that in this place, there is a small area that has not been eroded by the red light, here, there is a young man with a beautiful face, and a trace of tears can still be seen on the young man's face, as if the young man was crying before he fell unconscious.

"My son, for so many years, you have suffered. At this time, there was no arrogance on the woman's face, and all that was left was the mother's love for her children and a trace of guilt.

"My son, wait, wait...... After success...... I..... The negative person ......." reached out and stroked the handsome face of the young man on the ground, and a drop of transparent liquid slipped from the corner of the woman's eye, and she couldn't cry anymore.

If Chen Yuan saw this scene here, he would definitely scream, this young man lying on the ground was not Lin Ping. Moreover, listening to the woman's words, Lin Ping turned out to be her son, so why did the woman leave Lin Ping here after so many years?

Of course, Chen Yuan is not here at this time, so naturally these questions will not arise.

However, the woman did not know that her actions were seen by Di Changli.

A look of surprise flashed across Di Changli's face. (To be continued.) )