An Qianxue's face was gloomy, and a pair of Han Yan eyebrows frowned slightly.

She closed her eyes lightly, hiding the specific meaning of her gaze, and squinted at the jade pendant pendant on her chest and the silver dragon ring on her index finger.

This is Taiheng Mountain, and there are almost no evil people and demon cultivators in the world who can sneak into the Pure Yang Palace.

Not to mention that she was bumped into two adversaries who collided with each other at once.

Those demons and monsters who don't fall into the stream are even more impossible.

These two people are mysterious, but they don't seem to know each other's existence, and they are both transmitting to themselves alone.

In other words, the most likely thing is that she is carrying some mysterious objects that are at work.

Linked to the three years of mana that was sucked away, and the strange situation that she couldn't absorb any trace of aura in the past month or so, all the irrationalities were connected by her.

An Qianxue is already very intelligent, and since she was a child, she has been cultivated by the royal family as the future true immortal of the An family, and the world she has seen is not trivial.

At this time, she was shaken by the change, and in a hurry, she sorted out all the changes in her body in an instant.

She had figured everything out, but the two voices were still smug, confidently speaking of each other's identities, trying to explain to her the reason for the disappearance of mana:

"Hehe, after losing the mana of three years of penance, and without the qualifications and talents to rely on, the girl has suffered a lot, right? But it's also a good thing, people in this world are cold, you have not only been blessed by misfortune after this difficulty, sharpened your mind, and in the future, you can also get some help from the old body, it should be a picture of a winged chick falling on the branches, spreading its wings into a phoenix to burn the sun, maybe you can add another Taoist monarch to my Xuanmen. ”

"I have enjoyed your three years of hard work, and I will give you the opportunity to repay the cause and effect, and you don't need to panic. The silver dragon ring in your hand was obtained by accident by the deity back then, and it still contains some of the remnants of the old true spirit, thanks to the help of your mana, so that the deity can be re-enlightened by the true spirit, no longer confused. ”

The two speak very differently.

The old woman was delicate, first relieved, and then made a grand vision of the future, and her feet comforted her.

The Venerable One was outspoken, confidently and proudly promising that he would give her an opportunity to repay her in the future, and finally told her bluntly that all the mana that had disappeared had been swallowed by her.

The two of them talked to themselves, and suddenly they were all speechless, and in unison, they asked An Qianxue:

"Girl, what year is it?"

"Do you know what year it is?"

An Qianxue laughed angrily, pulled out the magic sword turned by the master's hair on her waist, put the horizontal sword on her knee, and Sen Ran chuckled:

"Since the establishment of my Pure Yang Patriarch, it has been more than 840,000 years, and since my An Taizu unified Wanzhou, the emperor's throne has been passed down to 366 years, creating a peaceful 30,000 years.

"The little girl is not talented, she has no virtue to receive the silver dragon of the An clan's ring, she is not blessed to enjoy the spiritual wear of the queen's relics, and she can't afford the 'chance grinding' of the two immortal families!"

Wudan Yuanjun and Panlong Venerable were taken aback for a moment, and they could no longer maintain the style of a worldly master.

They were thrilled by the news revealed by An Qianxue, and in an instant, two immortal yuan shot out, swimming all around An Qianxue's body, and finally noticed the existence of the other party.

From the silver dragon ring and the cold jade pendant, a transparent old figure poured out at the same time, all of them with a look of surprise and disbelief that was angry and angry.

The cold jade ring pendant worn around An Qianxue's neck spun and floated, breaking the red rope that passed through the ring, and was held in the palm of the hand by Wudan Yuanjun, who claimed to be an old woman.

An object on his index finger also broke free, flashing with a bright silver light.

It is the openwork relief with a coiled dragon and an An clan ring with yang patterns.

I saw the figure of the Dragon Venerable on the silver dragon ring, and confronted the Wudan Yuanjun who was holding the cold jade ring pendant opposite.

An Qianxue's strategy of scaring the snake succeeded in delaying her time, making these two true soul remnants of unknown origin and good and evil face each other.

The two of them were shocked, and they were completely shocked, and they couldn't believe that they could actually meet each other at this time.

She took this opportunity to put the magic sword on her knee in front of her eyebrows, bit the tip of her tongue and sprayed it on it, and shouted loudly:

"Disciple An Qianxue, please invite the master, the head and the elders of the pure yang to come, the five-star town color, the light of the Xuanying, the thousand gods and ten thousand saints, protect my true spirit, and the divine soldiers are as urgent as the law!"

In a hurry, An Qianxue didn't care about any etiquette issues, and directly scolded the teachers at the end of the spell to come quickly, adding the words urgent as a law.

But when An Qianxue completely recited the entire set of spell edicts, the two evil spirits were motionless, still confronting each other, and the atmosphere was strange and silent.

The two of them didn't even look back, they didn't pay attention to her actions at all, and let An Qianxue call the masters of the whole faction.

Since An Qianxue used the magic sword as the medium, induced sperm and blood to call for help, and shouted the first moment after shouting the urgent order, more than a dozen sword lights of various colors fell from outside the door, and the rainbow was bright, all of which came from the ground in a hurry.

The waves in Wudan Yuanjun's heart were like a wild wave, but when he opened his mouth to speak, all of them changed their taste, and he was not embarrassed or embarrassed to stab a sentence:

"Hmph, the Pure Yang Palace has been passed down for 840,000 years, but I didn't expect that the most filthy gnats in the world are still alive in the world, and the Heavenly Dao has not even been able to kill you, it seems that the 800,000-year-old world is still disgusting and disgusting, which is disappointing."

For some reason, An Qianxue's thinking speed at this time increased sharply, and she also heard the instantaneous conversation in this moment, and saw it really, with the power of the soul comparable to the consummation of the foundation and approaching Jindan.

In the second moment, the two dragon sealing stickers in front of the door were attacked by seven or eight sword qi at the same time, and they were completely torn apart.

Hearing this, Venerable Panlong closed his eyes, his chest rose and fell, his emotions were agitated, he closed his eyes tightly, and forcibly condensed his qi and cleared his mind:

"Thank you Yuanjun for being so concerned about the deity for these 800,000 years, I haven't seen you for a long time, is Yuanjun okay?"

In the third moment, Liang Xuanfeng cut the boundary wall in An Qianxue's room from hundreds of millions of territories and thousands of caves away, and stood in front of An Qianxue together with Lu Zijian and many other elders who came from outside the door.

In the following ten moments, except for Liang Xuanfeng, who was thoughtful and still standstill, the elders mobilized more than a dozen divine consciousness mana powers, taking turns to probe An Qianxue's body, asking her what had happened.

The two true spirits in the room, after being silent with each other for ten moments, said nothing to each other, floated the jade ring and the dragon ring, and put them back on An Qianxue's neck and index finger.

But these are all starting from the Yuan Infant Stage, and there are even many elders who have the realm of transforming into gods, but they don't seem to see these two people and turn a blind eye to them.

Finally, the Coiling Dragon Venerable and the Wudan Yuanjun floated in with rings and jade rings, and Shi Shiran walked through the elders who surrounded her several times, standing beside her unabashedly.

Then, like the elders in the family, the palm of his hand brushed over the top of her head, tied a knot at the back of her neck, and tied the pendant back for her.

With his left hand behind his back and his right hand directing the dragon ring, he controlled it to enlarge it several times, smoothly slapping it over her index finger, and then slowly shrinking until it was perfectly fitting her finger.

In the end, the two of them faced An Qianxue, looked around the room contemptuously, stared at her with an inexplicable chuckle, and then each got back into the ring and jade pendant.

An Qianxue's pupils dilated violently, and her face was full of disbelief.

Under the chuckling eyes of the two men, who were half demonstrative and half threatening, she faced many division commanders, but she couldn't say a word.

Liang Xuanfeng squinted his eyes and waved everyone away, telling them that An Qianxue's hidden illness had been eliminated, and he could resume his cultivation in a few days.

Then he was left alone, and a shielding circle was set up in the house to separate the inside and outside.

At this time, the sound waves crawling like turtles outside the house finally reached a few meters away and flew into Wang Lin's ears.

The sudden sound of hitting the ground and breaking the door suddenly woke up Wang Lin, who was asleep.

Wang Lin suddenly bounced up, but when he turned around, he found that the elders of his sect had rushed out from the broken door and turned into rainbow light.

Wang Lin blinked his confused eyes, not knowing what was happening.

Looking at the broken door, he touched his head and found that he was leaning against the door and sleeping again, not only smiling in his heart, but every time he met this An Qianxue, he would sleep on this door frame.