Half a year ago, she discovered that there was a deeper secret behind the prince's disappearance:

The hidden Heavenly Palace Tower bewitches a large number of ordinary people and turns them into puppets. Even the crown prince could not escape their clutches, and was made into a puppet and locked in the Heavenly Gate Circle.

There is a trace of pure spiritual power hidden in the Heavenly Gate Circle, which belongs to the Thousand Porcelain Workshop.

She could feel that it belonged to Lord Lingzun.

She has been looking for Lord Lingzun for ten years, but she didn't expect it to be related to Tiangong Tower!

In the past few decades, all the information about Tiangong Tower has been wrong. There are two reasons for this situation, one is that Tiangonglou itself grows savagely in the dark night, and the other is that the ghosts in the Thousand Porcelain Workshop are betrayed and collude inside and outside.

At that time, she forcibly broke into the Heavenly Gate Circle, but she touched many mechanisms. The porcelain shadow injected a little bit of black porcelain power into the mechanism, and when it grew, the power of black porcelain grew a thousand times.

She fought to the death, stained the walls with blood, and finally fell from a great height due to exhaustion.

Porcelain Shadow caught her and led her into the circle.

The magic circle slowly urged, and she was suspended in the air, surrounded by a seemingly soft but extremely powerful small magic circle.

The small circles were connected into large circles, trapping her like a cage.

She heard the porcelain shadow say to Yaoxi behind her, "Good job, Yaoxi." ”

Porcelain Shadow said to Yan again: "Believe me, the pain will end soon, and everything will start again." ”

The magic circle is urging, the pain is coming, and the words and songs are painful.

Porcelain Shadow couldn't bear to look at this scene closely, and turned away, leaving only Yaoxi to guard.

Yaoxi slaughtered a group of subordinates, and she had no feelings for them, because these people turned into black porcelain were also reluctant to follow her.

Yan Ge thought that Yao Xi would save her, but unexpectedly, she borrowed the magic circle and took away all her memories while Yan Ge was weak.

Yan Ge, who lost his memory, was confused and confused, and fell into a coma for a while.

When she woke up again, she was in the dark corner of the dungeon.

She didn't know why she was in such a strange place, but she knew that she had to not appear in front of anyone as she was, or she would invite trouble again.

She groped for a black porcelain statue, and borrowed the power of black porcelain to transform herself into the appearance of a woman.

Later, I learned that the woman's name was Su Xiaoli.

Some people who patrolled almost found her, it was the cloud candle that led people away and showed Yan Ge the way out of Tiangong Tower.

Half a year later, she re-entered the Heavenly Gate Array.

Everything is still so familiar, and still so eerie and suffocating.

In front of her, a road one foot wide suddenly appeared, and black doors appeared in front of her eyes.

The doors seemed to have a magical power, attracting and calling her.

She was ready to open door by door until she found Lord Lingzun.

Just as she raised her hand to push the first door, she heard an ethereal whistling sound in the distance behind her.

Looking back, a cloud of light rose into the sky.

That was the signal of the Thousand Porcelain Workshop, because it was attached to the spiritual power, and only certain people could see it.

Those who see it can also tell who is giving the signal based on this.

"Lord Lingzun?"

Yan Ge couldn't believe his judgment, and the signal was actually remembered by Lord Lingzun.

Meaning, Lord Lingzun is not in the circle?

Yan Ge's heart tightened, he withdrew his hand, turned around and flew out along the line that broke the sky.

In the Heavenly Gate Circle, none of the Thousand Porcelain Workshop's magic circles can be used, so it is impossible to directly draw a door and leave.

At the moment when the line of Tianmen closed, Yan Ge finally withdrew.

Beyond the Gate of Heaven, a familiar figure stood behind the clouds of smoke, waiting for her.

"Lord Nangong?" Yan Ge was a little surprised.

Nangong Wan suddenly appeared in front of Yan Ge and held her hand, "I'll take you away." ”

The slightest change in the Tianmen magic circle will alarm the porcelain shadow, and the porcelain shadow will come with thousands of troops and horses, but Nangong Wan has already left with Yan Ge.

The porcelain shadow entered the Heavenly Gate Circle alone, hurrying forward step by step, exuding a heavy aura on his body.

He walked through a series of black doors and came to a huge circle.

Above the circle, a rickety figure curled up in pain, as if it had been exhausted by the circle.

"Lord Lingzun, we meet again." Every time Porcelain Shadow came to see Lingzun Anan, he looked like he was on top.

Tiangonglou has been dormant for too long, and the porcelain shadow has lived too painfully and uncomfortably, and now it is arrogant to finally be able to overpower the thousand porcelain workshops.

The man above the circle looked up and looked at the porcelain shadow.

"Look closely, who I am."

Porcelain Shadow frowned and took a closer look.

"It's ridiculous that the lord of the hall doesn't even know who the Spirit Venerable is."

Porcelain Shadow asked, "What do you mean?" ”

Porcelain Shadow has never seen what Anan looks like, and his father has not left a portrait of Anan.

"You're not Anan?" Porcelain Shadow felt a tingling of her scalp.

The rickety bodies of the people in the circle trembled with laughter.

"Who are you?" The palm of the porcelain shadow condenses the powerful power of black porcelain, and the purple smoke rises.

The people on the circle stood up and sneered mockingly: "You take a serious look, what am I." ”

With that, the man's painting was a wisp of white smoke and disappeared above the dimly lit circle.

He is actually a person who has been transformed by spiritual power! It's not Lingzun Anan!

The purple smoke in the palm of the porcelain shadow dissipated, and he laughed weakly, and the laughter grew louder and louder.

It's ridiculous, he has been complacent about guarding an empty magic circle for so long!

The porcelain shadow drew a door, walked into it, and when it reappeared, it had already appeared in front of Nangong Wan and Yan Ge.

His gaze fell on the hands of the two of them clasped together.

"Yange, stay." He spoke gently, but there was a fierceness in his eyes.

Nangong Wan protected Yan Ge, blocking the sight of the porcelain shadow, as if a person like him, even if he just glanced at Yan Ge, it was an insult to her.

"Lord Lingzun is coming, I advise you to surrender and retreat if you are interested, otherwise, the entire Tiangong Tower will collapse!" Nangong Wan shouted loudly.

Before the porcelain shadow could speak, Yan Ge couldn't help but ask, "Have you seen Lord Lingzun?" ”

Seeing Yan Ge's eager eyes, Nangong Wan didn't speak for a long time.

"Did you send the signal that led me out?" Yan Ge asked with a frown.

Nangong Wan's heart was weak, "No, although I haven't seen Lord Lingzun, I know that he is not in the Heavenly Gate Array!" ”

Nangong Wan also learned from the mouth of the dark night that the Tianmen Circle was created by the porcelain shadow specifically to trap Yan Ge and Lingzun Anan, and it was painstakingly created for thousands of years. It's too powerful to imagine. The last time Yan Ge was able to come out, it was a coincidence and luck, and if he broke into it again this time, he would definitely die for a lifetime.

Fortunately, she managed to come out.

"Wait until I get back to the Thousand Porcelain Workshop, and I'll tell you slowly." Nangong Wan still protects the song.

Yan Ge was anxious to know about Lingzun, and pushed Nangong Wan away, "Let me come, I wanted to lift the Tiangong Tower!" ”

The cold wind rolled up the clothes, the heaven and the earth were slaughtered, and the words and songs flew up, exuding pure spiritual power on their bodies.

One by one, the door master led the guards to surround and kill, and Yan Ge raised his eyes coldly, "I don't know what I can do." ”

As soon as he raised his hand, he swept through the momentum of thousands of armies, shining brightly, and the heavens and the earth seemed to be split.

The porcelain shadow watching the battle from a distance was horrified in her heart, "Why is the sealing method useless to her?" ”

In the face of absolute strength, the method of sealing is nothing more than a small skill of carving insects.

After a few rounds, the ground was full of people rolling.

The porcelain shadow had no way to retreat, and stood in front of Yan Ge.

"Yange, do you and I really want to come this far?"

Yan Ge disdained to open his mouth and struck it with a palm.

Seeing that the wind became stronger, the powerful spiritual power slammed into the porcelain shadow's chest, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood mist.

Porcelain Shadow clutched his chest and continued to fight again.

"Since you have to find death yourself, then you're welcome, Lord Landlord." The words of the song are like cold frost.

The porcelain shadow held on, retreating while fighting back, and when the army of Yang Yang drowned out the words and songs, he took the opportunity to sneak away.

Yan Ge hit from the inner hall to the cloud platform, from the underground palace to the back garden, and the Tiangong Tower was turned upside down.

One night later, the morning light spread bleakly on the ground of Tiangong Tower, as if a thin layer of frost had condensed.