Among these gods, there is no shortage of people who have the ability to see the sky.

But Wu Ying has been born for eighteen years, and no god can see through his qi.

Why, an old department of the God Clan, sealed in the ancient sword, can be broken at a glance.

Ling Tiansu's eyes drooped, and he was quiet for a long time, looking at Wu Ying's pale and sleeping face, before he said slowly: "Shi Jin can know, then naturally she wants him to know." ”

Of course, more importantly, Wu Ying didn't just want him to know.

Tianjing Xuan, who received the answer, was even more puzzled: "Then why did she do this, what is the benefit to her by exposing the ancient source blood of the God Race in her body?"

She sneered: "Don't you want Li Dai Taostiff to ascend to the position of the emperor and lead the Seven Realms?"

Ling Tiansu raised his eyebrows slightly, looked up at her and said, "You can't help but look down on her too much." ”

Tianjing sneered indifferently, thinking that he was mocking and belittling Wu Ying, and was about to speak, but he heard his voice blowing with the wind, faintly: "A little stupid ghost baby, it's better to squat at home honestly." ”

Strange, how did Tianjing Wan feel a subtle pampering aura from these words.

Unlike stupid, the word stupid, although it is also harmful, has a bit of alternative flirtation, and with the word 'small', the taste is even more different.

"This kind of thing that dominates the Seven Realms ......"

The long wind was wrapped in scattered ice chips, and behind him was the cold snow and red sun, and the light of enlightenment rising on the horizon was eclipsed by his eyes.

"I'm coming!"

The faint two words settled.

A red sun hung high, embedding his figure in it, like a king born from nothing, and like a lord above the sky, the golden morning light crossed his face, and the blood overflowing from the bloody wounds was like gold, mysterious.

Tianjingwan's indifferent vertical pupils swept a ray of light, and the cold blood flowing in the veins was actually at this moment, as if it was being resonated and pulled by some kind of strong resonance.

Boiling!

"Until this moment, I really have some belief that you are His Royal Highness the Emperor who lives in the legend. ”

A huge blood-stained palace rose and fell from a sea of blood, and the heavenly sky roared and trembled, as if it could be punished at any moment.

But Tianjing Juan is like this, for the first time, he unscrupulously summoned the Great Wheel Ming Palace out of the world that was most suppressed by the Heavenly Dao.

The ancient and barren gate slowly opened, and the door was the endless and vast void universe, her eyebrows were smiling, but under the clear spring breeze was a demagogic demon: "Do you want to come with me, after all...... I promised the Anemo God to help you ascend to the throne. ”

"Of course...... I can also tell you the truth that you want to verify at the expense of self-depreciation and reincarnation, but you have not been able to verify it. ”

Tianjing sat on top of the huge blood scythe and stretched out a white and delicate palm towards him: "If you come to my side." ”

Ling Tiansu didn't even look at the palm that was handed to him, and said indifferently: "Worms and worms, with two mouthfuls, compete for food and kill each other." ”

Under Tianjingwan's gradually cold gaze, Ling Tiansu's eyebrows flickered, and he smiled lightly: "I am not the same kind as you." ”

The red line at the end of Tianjing Xuan's eyes flickered scarlet, her gaze became extremely dangerous, and the big wheel Ming Palace behind her burned monstrous silver-white flames without warning, burning the sky, burning most of the sky and clouds into nothingness.

"Don't think that you can bind me for the rest of my life with a twin spell. There was a rare anger and murderous intent on her face: "I have a thousand ways to make you miserable. ”

Ling Tiansu sighed lightly, and from behind him, a huge golden sword bone lay between heaven and earth, and the majestic sword intent was like the power born at the moment of the apocalypse, absolutely holy and powerful.

He raised the tip of his finger and brushed the corner of Wu Ying's lips, and his fingertips gently rubbed the fangs that had torn apart his skin and bitten his muscles and bones, and his momentum was also competing with it: "Do you think that I will be afraid of the pain?"

"It seems that you are obsessed with being my enemy. Tianjing Wan casually took a piece of green silk, and the green silk flew in the wind and spontaneously combusted into a cluster of strange and cold black flames, which merged into the gate of the Dalunming Palace.

Airplanes!!!

A strange and shocking sound came out of the temple door.

Ling Tiansu's eyebrows did not move, and his dark blue eyes stared at the dark palace gate: "Futu Shura Pillar." ”

The Great Wheel Ming Palace contains 100,000 celestial body divine pillars, and each divine pillar contains a terrifying divine channel that shocks the ancient domain.

In ancient times, it was these 100,000 celestial pillars that opened up the heavens and the earth and supported the seven worlds.

After the divine pillar was stolen for no reason, I don't know who hid it in the non-existent Dalun Ming Palace, and no one has ever unsealed it, even the main Shura King of the Dalun Ming Palace, he never has the ability to open one of the divine pillars.

Ling Tiansu once entered the Dalun Ming Palace with Tianjing Xuan, and witnessed with his own eyes how magnificent and magnificent the 100,000 Heavenly God Pillars were.

He was a little surprised that in just one year, she actually had the power to open the Divine Pillar.

"Roar!!

A Shura undead knight with blood and flames burning all over his body, driving a white-bone dragon horse, holding a fiery banner in his hand, rushed out of the eternal darkness with the evil qi of the Nine Shadows Gang Wind.

Tianjing Xuan's eyes were full of murderous intent, but she suppressed it extremely perfectly, and she said indifferently in her voice: "Only the ancient Shura above the black source blood, with a mouthful of resentment** sacrificing the Netherworld Houtu, can turn into the Shura undead, build a foundation into a pillar, and call it Futu Shura." ”

"Its flame can kill the fugue!"

The tip of the spear of the Flame Banner was already aimed at Ling Tiansu's eyebrows and the sea of consciousness, and Ling Tiansu only felt that the sea of divine souls was pulled by a violent aura, and it suddenly boiled like magma.

He looked at the terrible undead, under the mask of Shura, there was a continuous gushing of blood flames, and he said in his heart: You can kill the fugue.

Who is the fugue in her mouth?!

As soon as his mind arose, the undead spirit of Shura turned into a sea of blood-colored fire, burning the sky, and the scarlet slaughter made the entire space crumble, like a hundred thousand volcanoes erupting in unison, and the torrent surged towards him alone.

Ling Tiansu snorted coldly, bit the tip of his tongue, and held a blood curse, about to spit out.

There was a soft thud from Peng.

The falling snowflakes were shaken down by an open blood umbrella, and the unfluffed umbrella surface was like a blood-colored dark flower, blooming.

The umbrella blade was overflowing with wisps of blood, and with a slight rotation, it directly cut the sea of blood and flames that struck the sky in half.

Tianjing raised her eyes in amazement.

Ling Tiansu glanced down at Wu Ying in his arms, and seeing that she was still asleep, he frowned slowly, a calm and powerful heart, and the beating seemed to speed up a little.

No one holds an umbrella, but the umbrella opens on its own.

Through the umbrella surface, Tianjing Xuan seemed to see something, her vertical pupils trembled slightly, she suddenly got up, her cyan embroidered shoes stepped on the dangerous sickle, her eyes looked at the world of the snowy red umbrella in front of her in a vague manner, and she lost her words.

The blood-colored paper umbrella swirled lightly again, and the cold current circulating in the air became more and more bitterly cold, but the long snow was melting into rain.

The light rain turned to heavy rain, but in an instant, the torrential rain with the power to wash all things washed on the vast and mottled Dalun Ming Palace, and the huge plaque stained with blood was washed out of a layer of clean novelty, and the bottom of Tianjingwan's eyes finally revealed a touch of rare shock.

She gently kicked the handle of the scythe with her heel, and the scythe wind cut a huge arc that cracked, sending a thousand miles of rain through it.

She glanced at Ling Tiansu deeply, didn't say anything, and her figure turned into a cyan lightning, following the trajectory of breaking the rain, and swept to the Dalun Ming Palace.

The door of the temple closed heavily and quickly, and the light and shadow flickered, disappearing into the rain like a mirage.

Heaven and earth, so peaceful.

The red paper umbrella was still spinning and flying, and Ling Tiansu held the handle of the umbrella thoughtfully.

......

......

The smoke of the cooking stove rose faintly, and the sky was silent and cold.

In the red dust, the quenching furnace is burned and burned, the cold mist across the river is swaying, and the east mountain is dawned at the edge of the sky, and the song of Qingyue slowly resounded from the mountain.

The girls' melodious singing voices are in the mountains, in the springs, among the forests and stones, and they are light and spiritual.

The dew between the flowers is getting thicker, there are women picking mulberries in silk clothes, and there are Lang Lang young people lying on cows barefoot, looking at the sky with grass.

It seems to be dependent on the human world, but it seems to be so far away from the human world that even the sky above your head and the tomorrow rising on the horizon are within reach.

(ps: I didn't even give a reward for the explosion, and I think the quality of the explosion is good, so I'm still ...... It's cold. ）