The spirit realm line, Su Xie inherited the inheritance of the ancient heavenly court lock love box, the idea of the predecessors in the refining box, coupled with the assistance of her awakened divine bloodline, she herself is by no means lazy, for more than ten years, she has practiced like a day, and the foundation is stable and steady.

According to common sense, since she has broken through the retreat, there will definitely be no mistakes.

But Fang Cai Ling Tiansu saw the light between heaven and earth.

The moon forms a line, running through the heavens and the earth.

It actually means purple.

In the next step, the purple pole turns black, which is a sign of becoming a demon.

Don't look at Ling Tiansu and Luo Qingyi talking and laughing, I can't see the slightest difference, but in fact, deep in my heart at this moment, there is a backlog of thousands of miles.

Sure enough, the desire in the lock box did not have no effect on her.

The continuous absurdity of the autumn rain Wutong for three days was not her arbitrary behavior, but she really ran into big trouble.

What is locked in the lock box is a group of negative emotions and desires of cultivators, which can spread tenfold and hundredfold the dark past hidden in the deepest part of one's heart.

The reason why he failed to break through the realm this time was not because his cultivation was not enough, but because his state of mind was not enlightened, and the intention of death was born.

It is also at this time that it is very easy to breed demons.

The higher the cultivation, the more terrifying the damage caused by the demons will be.

Think about the woman Feng Se, the meaning of the three deities in the spirit world, all of them were tortured by the demons in their hearts and turned into that withered appearance.

Ling Tiansu didn't dare to imagine, if Su's evil luck turned from purple to black, how would he deal with it?

Out of the palace, the first time, he did not go to the capital Hehuan Sect to divide the sect.

Instead, he came to the Great Monument Pavilion.

The last time I came here, it was raining in the sky, and I was surrounded by red.

This time, the sky was bright, and he was alone.

The long pavilion is quiet, there is no bamboo, and naturally no one comes to disturb it.

Ling Tiansu stood in front of the big monument in the long pavilion, looking at the inscription on the ancient monument, obviously silent for a long time.

Acquaintance with Jun Chu is like returning to an old friend.

Although the stele has been sealed for 10,000 years, the stele hides a sword and a spirit in the stele.

How not to notice changes in the person in front of you.

The big monument that stands majestically in ancient times, the wind and thunder do not move, only the dust and sand covering the surface of the monument fall in a slump, and the dust and sand particles are light dust things, but between the falling and falling, the trembling sound of the ancient sword is rubbed.

The big stele did not move at all, and the dust and ash were excited and inspired, as if the old people had come to meet in a long history, and the white hair met.

Even though Ling Tiansu knew the words on the ancient stele, he still re-read the inscription word by word.

He suddenly raised his palm, and his slender fingertips landed on the three thousand divine texts, one of the ancient words, the tiny words emitted a brilliant light in an instant, reflecting his fingertips against snow white.

The light emitted by the fingertips was extremely dazzling, and it had the powerful power to ignite the light of Sanzhou with its fingertips in an instant.

However, Ling Tiansu's fingertips did not leave the big monument, and although the light was brilliant and dazzling, it was also locked in the realm of square inches.

He stretched out his hand to grasp the light, and the silver-white divine light turned into thousands of strands of light that spread around Ling Tiansu's body, like a silver-white spider web, enveloping him.

Ling Tiansu's face was extremely pale, and under the reflection of the bright silver light, the complexion on his face was almost transparent.

It was not an illusion, at the moment when the divine text burst out with light, Lingtian Su's full skin overflowed with a little pure fire, as if the vitality and yuan power hidden in the skin were being washed clean by the divine light.

This is also the reason why he has been back in the world for so long, and he has not been in a hurry to get his sword.

His divine blood, divine bones, and divine veins have somehow long been lost in reincarnation.

The Great Monument Sword carries three thousand star fields and hundreds of millions of star souls, although he is the master of the Great Monument, he is the only one in the Seven Realms who is qualified to draw the sword.

But now his flesh bloodline is too weak, not to mention drawing a sword, even if it is like now, igniting a star soul hidden in a divine text will almost wipe out most of the origin power contained in his body.

If it weren't for the fact that he had cultivated the spirit body of the little wood fairy in the spirit realm earlier, I am afraid that he would have been refined by the divine light at this moment.

Ling Tiansu showed a look of irrepressible pain on his face, his face was clean, and there was no trace of sweat, the origin of the power of the star soul was to return to the origin.

At this moment, the qi in his body was being purified by the divine light at an astonishing speed, and this body had reached an extremely thin and brittle point, if a child threw a small stone at him at this time, it could directly pierce a blood hole through his body.

He stood in the silver cobweb, his narrow eyes narrowed deeply, and a hundred thoughts turned into swords, slashing out in an instant.

The Tianshu Snow Lotus Sword was no longer in physical form, but a snow-white spirit sword in a quenching state that slashed the thousands of strands of silver-white spider webs into dots and disappeared into every inch of Ling Tiansu's skin.

Thin green veins were clearly visible under the almost transparent skin, and the blood qi in them was almost consumed in the moment when they were devoured.

The last bit of silver fell into his brow, absorbed.

In the crack, a scarlet blood spilled out, like blood and tears falling from the open third eye.

After doing all this, above the nine heavens, there was finally a star close to the Moon Palace, which was lit up with a blood-colored demonic light, which was fleeting.

Ling Tiansu seemed to have experienced a big battle, and his whole body was drained of strength, and his body fell softly and fell a step.

The piece of ground where the footsteps fell actually collapsed in an instant, and the clicking sound was endless, and the cracks in the Dao Dao spread thousands of miles in all directions, and wisps of dark qi emanated.

He looked at the scene under his feet in amazement, but it was just absorbing the power of a star soul to create such a terrifying power.

The Great Monument silently released his sword qi and stitched the earth that he had shattered in one step again.

Ling Tiansu held on to the pavilion pillar and waited.

Above the Nine Heavens, in the Cloud Palace, on the divine seat quenched by starlight, sat a purple-robed young man, who slept with his cheeks propped up, and his long eyelashes were full of laziness.

Until a scarlet light flashed between his eyes.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and crossed a round of Phnom Rim's pitch-black eyes like lightning in the heavens!

The purple-robed young man got up from the throne with a solemn expression, his hands hidden under the wide sleeved robe were trembling slightly, he pursed his lips, and silently raised his hand to remove the beaded divine crown on the top of his head, with a complicated expression.

On the earth of the world, the blue sky and clouds condensed, and from a distance, it looked like a prosperous white ancient sword hanging upside down in the sky.

I felt that familiar and ancient aura approaching at an alarming speed.

Ling Tiansu's pale palm was playing with a light blade quenched by a star soul, although refining a divine text almost consumed most of his efforts, it was not for nothing. At least relying on this blade of light, it can hit the peak of Changyou and be invincible.

The breeze blew and lifted the broken hair in front of Ling Tiansu's forehead.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at the tall young man in purple who walked over amid the three thousand fallen leaves, his body was bright and bright, and his aura was noble.

Behind the young man, a huge spatial vortex floated in the air, and in the vortex, the background of the Star Cloud Hall was reflected.

He came from heaven, and his temperament was not like that of a god.

He is a god!

One of the most noble gods in the Seven Realms, the Born God!

The Great Jin Dynasty in the world has fallen into a desperate situation many times, the mountains and rivers have been destroyed, and the head of the Su family has brought the female heavenly spirit many times to invite the king to go down to earth, but there has been no result in a year.

But now, he was guided by a star soul in the mortal world and came to the world.

The pair of peach blossom eyes that were inherited by Su Xie and were the most good at attracting bees and butterflies looked at Ling Tiansu, and the black pupils printed with a round of gold rim were a little confused and exploratory.

The Innate Divine Venerable looked carefully at the young man leaning on the black tablet, and he slowly spoke, his voice was elegant, no longer frivolous and frivolous, with a little caution: "I remember...... You are the little son of the Ye family in the world...... You summoned the deity?"

"Don't test Su Ao, the truth is just as you think. Ling Tiansu removed the star soul light blade in his palm, and his palm was attached to the tablet behind him.

Three thousand words burned in response, the monument trembled wildly, and the sparks were spreading, as if they could rise from the ground in his hands.

In this world, there is nothing like this scene in front of us to prove the truth.

The sound of the Heavenly Divine Venerable's breathing seemed to be cut off all of a sudden, his whole body tensed, and his eyes instantly brightened like stars: "Sure enough, it's you!"

The eyes of the Innate Divine Venerable were full of shock: "It is rumored in the Heavenly Realm that your Dao fell under the Blood Infant Tree and your soul is gone, but now, not only are you not destroyed, it seems that you have recovered your memory?"

Ling Tiansu said: "You should come alone today, right?"

The Innate Divine Venerable's face was complicated: "Do I seem to be such an unstable person? You ignited a main star soul in the Moon Palace, didn't you just let me come to see you alone? I know that you are having a hard time at the moment, and in the star field, there are killing opportunities everywhere, I treat you as a friend, and I will hide everything for you." ”

Saying that, he couldn't take his eyes off Ling Tiansu for a moment, and said with emotion: "I really never thought that the son of the Great Jin in the world would be your reincarnation, I once deduced, the Great Jin Qi is about to die, when did it come to be so lucky?"

Ling Tiansu's energy was consumed in that Divine Text Star Soul, his body was very tired, and he couldn't talk to Su Ao for a while, and he slid down weakly against the back of the big monument, and sat on the ground with malaise.

Su Ao's face changed, he came across the air, and dangled directly to his side, his face was a little ugly, and said, "Your divine vein ......"

Ling Tiansu nodded calmly: "It's lost." ”

There was a flash of anger in Su Ao's eyes: "What kind of bastard words, the divine veins are connected to the soul and the gods, even if you step into reincarnation, how can you lose it, even if you are willing to be eaten by ten thousand ghosts for that begonia flower, those ghosts are just your flesh and blood, it is difficult to hurt half of your divine bones, how can you take away your divine veins together." ”

In the end, his voice seemed to be choked, and his eyebrows were full of anger: "It must be the old dog who passed away! What kind of evil art was used to rob your divine vein, you wait! I will kill him in his temple of the past life and seek justice for you!"

Ling Tiansu choked his movements, Su Ao didn't dare to use his divine power, for fear of hurting him, as soon as he raised his eyes, he looked at Ling Tiansu's face that was as quiet as an abyss.