The sea of ten thousand colors is no longer turbulent, ten thousand big rivers are flowing slowly, the little golden fat flower beast king shakes his wings, his big smart eyes, staring at the big rivers, and he keeps swallowing saliva.

"Buzz!"

The cold butterfly shook its wings, and there was a black egg next to it, and the cold butterfly flew around Jin Hui and flew towards the Flower Beast King.

The black egg hung beside Jin Rebellion, as if he had planned a big event with Han Die, and he wanted to do a big job.

The big smart eyes of the Flower Beast King suddenly stagnated, and the cold butterfly flying in front of him almost became its belly meal, and it was left to Jin Reverse in the past, and today goodbye, it has broken into a butterfly.

The cold butterfly looked angry, and it flew in front of the Flower Beast King, as if it was in a showdown, but after a while, it turned angry and happy.

The Flower Beast King's little paw touched the cold butterfly, and it seemed that the two beasts had gained friendship and reached some kind of agreement.

"Two foodies, they really smell the same. ”

"Plus the black egg, that is the bandit group of heaven and earth spirits. ”

Jin Wei didn't dare to imagine that these three little things, walking together, would really turn the world upside down and harm the world.

"Buzz!"

The black egg released a holy breath and landed on the back of the Flower Beast King, and after the cold butterfly flew around the golden back, it also landed on the back of the Flower Beast King.

"The Three Great Thieves ......" Jin Yixiu pinched his forehead with his hand, his head was full of black lines, and he felt worried about the future.

The Flower Beast King shook his wings, said goodbye to the golden rebellion, carried black eggs and cold butterflies, and went up a glacial river.

Guan Yueyue smiled lightly, the black egg, the cold butterfly, and the flower beast king all have a foodie's mouth, which is simply the harvester of heaven and earth spiritual things.

"Opposite, let's go to the Scripture Pavilion too!"

"Hmm. ”

Jin Wei and Guan Yueyue joined hands and walked towards all things. On the palms of the two of them, five imprints glowed, and then the Wanwu Flower released a puff of black smoke of ten thousand incense, connecting Jin Cheng and Guan Yueyue to the giant petals.

At this moment, all the flowers are black and steaming, and the fragrance of flowers is overflowing, refreshing people's hearts. The flowers of all things swayed, making the sound of flowers, and the five marks in the palms of everyone's hands were connected together.

"Boom!"

All the flowers are in unison, and the giant petals carry the people, pushing them from the stigma into the flower room.

In the flower room of all flowers, the scriptures are bright, and the ancient texts are densely covered with the walls of the flower room. The flower room is divided into nine floors, and each floor is flashing with scriptures, these scriptures, there are source techniques, supernatural powers, exercises, and source patterns. The first layer has the most scriptures, from the first layer to the ninth layer, the scriptures are decreasing, and the ninth layer is almost pitch black, faintly exuding a hint of chaos, but it is not obvious.

"This Scripture Pavilion is not simple!"

In the holy flower room, the scriptures roared, and Jin Cheng was shocked by everything in front of him, this level of scripture pavilion can only be owned by a big force.

The flickering scriptures, with the flower room as the carrier, sometimes submerged into the wall of the flower room, sometimes shook in front of everyone's eyes.

"It's not easy to get the approval of all things. Jin Zhen shook his head, this level of the Scripture Pavilion has an extremely high level of spiritual intelligence, if you want to get the things in the Scripture Pavilion, you must pass the test of the spirit of the Scripture Pavilion.

"Boom!"

The light of the nine-story scripture building in the flower room is extremely dazzling, and the imprint on the palms of everyone present shines even more, and the test of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is about to begin.

The imprint of everyone's palms is different in color, some people's palms are deep, some people's palms are shallow, and the marks on the palms are the most critical step in the test standards of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

"The color of the light of the seal is a matter of rank. ”

Jin Cheng saw the clues, with these five marks, it is equivalent to the first son of this force, and the shade of the five marks is the level of the first son.

The nine-story Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was formed by the black qi fused with ten thousand incense, and in the entire flower room, the scriptures were buzzing, but everyone's minds were blank, and they couldn't catch these strange scriptures at all.

"Boom!"

The Great Rakshasa of the Ice and Fire Clan, the breath of ice and fire is rippling, and the light of the five marks in the palm of his hand resonates with the sixth layer of scriptures, and the mark of the palm of the Great Rakshasa has actually been preliminarily recognized by the sixth layer of scriptures, but what kind of scriptures he obtains depends on his luck.

In the flower room, the imprints on the palms of everyone's hands have all been connected with the scriptures of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Jin reversed his body lightly, and the palm mark was radiant and bright, and he made a connection with the scriptures.

"This feeling, my spiritual realm, the source passage, and the sea of consciousness are all turbulent!" Jin reversed his body as light as a swallow, passing through the first layer of scriptures, soaring upward, the second layer, the third layer, the fourth layer, the fifth layer, the sixth layer, until the seventh layer, he stopped at the seventh layer.

The seventh layer of scripture is like a star in the middle of the night, shining and dazzling.

The scriptures are like small chains, and each of these chains is a kind of law.

Jin Zhiyou is on the seventh layer, and the scriptures are close to him, but he can't grasp them, they can't touch them, and they are even more difficult to understand.

"The scriptures are dense and secret, but they are difficult to grasp. Jin followed a scripture closely, persevering, but he was always difficult to catch.

Everyone has entered the Tibetan scriptures, but they are either on the sixth layer or on the fifth layer, in addition to Jin Yi on the seventh layer, there is another person, very special, she is Guan Yueyue, she is sitting on the ninth floor, her jade body is glowing, the scriptures are dense, and she embraces her jade body independently.

Guan Yueyue's jade body is transforming, Wanxiang is integrating into her body, and the cold aura is weakening. The scriptures seemed to be part of her jade body, and half of the scriptures from one to nine layers were like meteors, cutting through the black fog, and they all submerged into her jade body.

She was receiving some kind of inheritance, and those meteor-like scriptures seemed to be stored in this flower room.

The fragrance of flowers is overflowing, not the fragrance of all flowers, the source of the fragrance, is the jade body glowing Guan Yueyue, at this moment, she is like the monarch of flowers, if she comes out, the bottom of ten thousand flowers.

All things trembled, the nine-story scripture building collapsed, and all the sources came from the highest Guan Yueyue.

Everyone's scalp is numb, their faces are pale, Jin Wei is no exception, Guan Yueyue at this moment, the fragrance is fragrant, the breath is strong and scary, that kind of coercion is no worse than the defeated Flower Ancient Ape King.

"Yue'er ......"

Jin Cheng yelled, but unfortunately the beauty fell into a certain realm, and everything he did was in vain. Jin Ying's brows jumped slightly, he felt that something big was happening.

"I can't do nothing. ”

Jin Rebellion, who was in a panic, rushed to the doctor, summoned Banzhuan and Bai Handing, he wanted to repeat his old tricks, use these two big murder weapons, and improve his strength, but unfortunately, these two big murder weapons are like dead things, and there is no news.

"I hope you're okay!" Jin Yi is no longer stubborn, his face is calm, his heart is weak, he can only pray, praying that the beauty is safe.

"Power, I crave power......"

Only a strong force can dominate everything and control all decisions in the world.

Buzzing!

A scripture, flickering with light, turned against the lost gold, and then sank into his brow. Jin Ying's body trembled, and the palm imprint shone brightly, shining Jin Yingpu in it.

If you lose the offering of the scripture building, they will be extinct in this world, and of course, if they are passed on, they will not be left behind.

"One Realm Divine Source Technique - Dead Wood Spring!" Jin Reverse thought of the scriptures rippling in his mind, this is a divine source technique, which is one level higher than the secondary divine technique.

Buzzing!

Another scripture, drifting here, it also chose the golden reversal, this scripture is a kind of supreme supernatural power, it is called Summoning Heaven and Palming Earth, it only has two blows, one blow summons the sky, and the other blows Palm Earth.

"Summoning the heavens and the earth, when cultivating the great achievements, one palm shocks Qianlong, and one palm breaks the heavens and the earth. ”

Jin Cheng is not calm in his heart, summoning the heavens and the earth, it is the supreme palm technique, although it only has two blows, unlike the Wild Fist has a complete set, but its power should not be underestimated.

Buzz! Buzz!

There were two more scriptures that sank into his eyebrows, both of which were source techniques, but they were two-hit secondary divine source techniques.

Jin Cheng frowned, and the black stick shook violently at this moment, and it flew out, with a monstrous demonic aura, hanging above Jin Tou's head, as if summoning a Dafa.

"Boom!"

At the highest point of the flower room, a lightning-like and dazzling scripture made a thunderous roar, piercing through the darkness and rushing towards Jin.

Jin Wei frowned, this golden text was very unusual, it had chaotic qi on it, flashing with blood-red firelight, and it looked very fierce.

Rumble!

The blood-red lightning scripture slashed at the black stick, and then submerged into Jin Hui's brow.

Jin's body trembled, his blood-red cracks were dense, his flesh seemed to explode, and this scripture was violent.