The door of the hall slowly opened, and Meng Li suddenly said loudly: "Come in!" ”

Ling Tianlai no longer hesitated, his figure swept away, and he had already disappeared in place.

Several old men's faces turned pale, and a crack that had just opened slammed shut.

"It took a few days to open such a narrow distance, and the power of the temple is really beyond the control of you and me......"

Meng Li looked at the temple and said, "I hope this girl is all the best." ”

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As soon as Ling Tianlai's figure fell into the main hall, his eyes couldn't help but widen.

The hall was huge, surrounded by high bookshelves, extending to the top of the tower, which was full of thick books, Ling Tianlai took out one casually, but found that the pages were blank.

She frowned slightly, and pulled out another one, which was still blank.

What are you doing with so many blank books?

The wordless book is also a blank page, but the pages are not ordinary at first glance, but these books are just ordinary pages......

"Boom-" The pages of the dropped book suddenly turned over by themselves, Ling Tianlai's eyes sank, and the next moment, a cold light suddenly swept towards her.

Ling Tianlai avoided his body and raised his eyes, but he didn't see anything.

If it weren't for her keen senses, the cold light that came from nowhere would have penetrated her body......

Could it be the piano spirit?

Ling Tianlai stood where he was and didn't move, but his divine thoughts silently formed a defensive array around his body.

The hall is not empty, whether it is pen, ink, paper, inkstone, tables and chairs.

The teacup was even steaming......

Ling Tianlai walked slowly to the teacup and walked around the table, his eyes trembling, but he suddenly turned around, and his eyes fell on the bookshelf.

Her body moved, her toes were on the bookshelf, and the next moment, she had already swept towards the roof, and it was also at that moment that Ling Tianlai heard a piano sound.

The sound of the piano is faint, melodious, but lingering, as if weaving a huge net, suddenly covering her, Ling Tianlai's eyes lit up, although she can't see this net, but she still senses a sense of crisis, her mind moves, and the next moment she has already used a replacement charm.

Before she went to the Holy Land, she drew a number of replacement charms with all her might, and the next moment of use appeared on the other side of the bookshelf.

And where she was standing, the ground suddenly cracked, and the cracks like line carvings were densely intertwined, like an invisible net, cutting the ground.

It's scary!

Ling Tianlai frowned, it was indeed Qin Ling.

If there is no spirit of the golden phoenix, she can use it, but once the spirit of the qin is generated, she has self-awareness, and if she wants to tame, it is a little tricky, such as Qingteng, like an uncle, she can't use it as she wants.

But through this move, she saw the horror of the golden phoenix qin, but the spirit of the qin was invisible and traceless, and it was really a little difficult to deal with.

"Thorn-" There was a small sound, the murderous aura was on the verge again, Ling Tianlai avoided it again, and the murderous aura was in a hurry, and it directly cut the bookshelf, and hundreds of pages were not cut into pieces, flying in the air.

Ling Tianlai slowly narrowed her eyes, and the next moment, her eyes flickered—I saw it!

She quickly struck, the handprint was thrown out violently, and she grabbed it forward, and in the next moment, the sound of the piano no longer appeared individually, but slowly formed a continuous tune, the melody was murderous and mighty, and the mountains and mountains rushed towards her. ’

Ling Tianlai only felt that in this hall, the murderous aura was particularly strong, making her face and skin feel a trace of pain.