Chapter 720: Breaking into the Entrance

Liu Lianlang controlled the speed of the Immortal Yuan Sword's flight, which had reached an extremely terrifying level, but even so, Liu Lianlang was still surprised to see that the twenty-one elven gods were always floating in front of him, and they could never surpass it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 After pondering for a while, he finally slowly understood the true meaning of what the Elven Emperor said before, the rules of heaven and earth were meaningless to them.

In fact, their movement is not limited by the time rules of the Three Realms and Nine Domains at all, but only by their soul thoughts, they are there wherever they want, and they have nothing to do with time at all. They are free to roam in any time and space.

The sky was full of wild sand, the hurricane roared, the sky was dark, twenty-one elven gods opened the way in front, Liu Lianlang struggled to leap, about half an hour later, suddenly entered the huge whirlwind of the second desert black hole, and their figures were engulfed in an instant.

However, it was only about three hours later, and on the other side of the second desert black hole, twenty-one more elven gods and Liu Lianlang appeared.

From a distance, the twenty-one elven gods are like twenty-one colorful auspicious clouds, jumping in the dim world of boundless flying sand and stones, and the willow waves are white-haired, the silver clothes are shining brightly, and there is a huge red rainbow under their feet.

This kind of picture is very dazzling in the huge desert black hole and the dim world that is as black as ink, and it is naturally extraordinarily strange and mysterious.

Liu Lianlang successfully passed through the second desert black hole, becoming more confident and excited, and then went through three days and three nights, and finally passed through the nine desert black holes.

In the process of crossing the nine desert black holes, one by one is more difficult than the other, although the demons in it have been slaughtered by the twenty-one elf gods, but only the intensity of the hurricane of the desert black hole itself is unimaginable.

At this moment, after meditating on his knees and pranayama for a day and a night, Liu Lianlang stood in a position of more than 100 zhang in front of the three-mirror ball. And the twenty-one elven gods circled around the willows, like twenty-one colorful snowflakes, fluttering. They are always witty and eccentric, and they are never sleepy.

Liu Lianlang stared at the three-mirror balls that were hundreds of zhang high thousands of zhang away for a while, and the three bright light blue three-mirror balls were really like three stars falling from the sky, half of them were smashed inside the sand, and half were exposed. The surrounding sand is flying and the stones are gone, and the top is smooth as a mirror, crystal clear, although it is outside a hundred zhang, the fairyland-like scene inside is in full view.

Look closely, the green mountains and clear water in it, the peaks and valleys are continuous, there are many fairy shadows from time to time, there are not a few people who sing and dance in the mountains, it is indeed the existence of the supreme fairyland.

However, in this regard, Liu Zhilang only watched it for a while, and since he had already seen the existence of the three-mirror ball, he was not in a hurry. Now, his gaze fell mainly on a white bone in the wind and sand in front of him.

This white bone is very puzzling, although tens of thousands of years have passed, the skin and flesh of his clothes have long been gone, but he is in such a violent wind and sand, no matter how fierce the hurricane roars, it cannot be blown down. And the surrounding sand mountains are one after another, and countless tall plants in the sky and sand valleys have been swallowed, but he has been exposed, even the surface of his feet has no wind and sand, his waist is straight, and he leans back slightly, as if he will always stand stubbornly like this. He clenched his fists in front of his eyes, and looked up at the sky, his empty eyes and mouth were exaggeratedly open, and it was obvious that until death, he was roaring and shouting to the sky.

Who is this person, from the pale white bones, Liu Zhilang can't draw any conclusion. And the Huanxin bead in his arms can only be sensed by his head of the Xuanling Sect tens of thousands of years ago. It's a pity that his identity is still unknown, let alone the head of his era. Liu Lianlang watched it for a long time and thought about it a lot, but what he knew best in his heart was what the relationship between this person and the world in the three-mirror ball was.

Why did this person have to attack the Three Mirror Balls back then, did he want to destroy the Three Mirror Balls, or did he also want to enter that beautiful world. It's all a mystery, and if you want to unravel the mystery, it seems that the key lies in the body of the three mirror balls, and you just have to enter the three mirror balls to get the seven dragon balls here.

Liu Lianlang looked around the white bone a few times, and then stood in front of the white bone, and also saluted it, with a sense of awe, and did not forget his identity as a disciple of Xuanlingmen at all.

Seeing that the head of the sect respected a white bone so much, the twenty-one elf gods were very surprised, but since they were already disciples of the Langyuan Gate, what the head did had to be supported, so the twenty-one elf gods also fell behind Liu Lianlang one after another, knelt down in a circle, and bowed three times decently while learning from Liu Lianlang, and muttered from Liu Lianlang, but he didn't know what to mutter.

Liu Lianlang looked back and couldn't help but smile in his heart, but he didn't say anything, he felt that these little dots were too cute. At this time, after they left the elf country, the facial features on their faces no longer disappeared, and they all had big eyes, small noses, and curved mouths, and their facial features were very flexible and cute, and they were all very excited.

Liu Lianlang glanced at the dim world around him, and found that at this time, he and the twenty-one elven gods were in the middle of two huge pitch-black desert black holes, and they were the weakest position of the hurricane whirlwind near the three-mirror ball. From a distance, the desert black hole looks like a huge horn, and the farther it goes, the bigger the mouth of the horn becomes. And it kept circling and rolling.

In order to see the whole picture of the entire three-mirror ball and the nine desert black holes, so as to compare whether the situation here at this moment is consistent with the appearance on the swan diagram, Liu Lianlang flashed at his feet, and a long rainbow rose from the ground, rising to a height of 20,000 zhang, and then raised his eyes to the level of nearly 100,000 breaths, and then stood on top of the Xianyuan Sword, holding his hands on his chest and looking down at everything below.

I saw that in the boundless world of sand and sand, in the center of the line of sight, there were three huge spheres with thousands of feet in a radius, separated from each other, forming a huge triangular pitch-black area in the middle, and this area was nine incomparably huge hurricane outlets, from which nine hurricane vortices kept pouring out, thus forming nine huge desert black holes.

Liu Langlang glanced at it roughly, and the distribution and shape of the nine desert black holes were roughly the same as those described on the swan map, but the swan map did not show the entrance to the three-mirror sphere.

According to Liu Zhilang's observation, the pitch-black area where the nine hurricanes gushed out should be the entrance to the three-mirror ball, because there was no desert black hole back then, the three-mirror ball area could not see the method to enter it at all, so the inexplicable black-robed man was so angry that he recklessly exhausted all his mana and forcibly bombarded the three-mirror ball, so he ended up today.

Liu Lianlang stood on the Xianyuan Sword and observed carefully for a while, and then took the Xianyuan Sword and began to fly arbitrarily above the nine huge flash demon black holes, flying, leaving behind two red and white rainbows, and at the same time, twenty-one elf gods also galloped mysteriously with Liu Yuanlang, so the front of the two rainbows was still twinkling with twenty-one bright stars, they appeared and disappeared in the sky flying sand, beautiful and mysterious.

Liu Lianlang did this in order to grasp the characteristics of the Nine Desert Black Holes in more detail, so that he could have a clear idea in his heart and be mentally prepared for the next actions and even a retreat.

But the twenty-one elven gods didn't think about anything, as if the world had nothing to do with them at all. The three-star disaster area was shattered, and the all-destroying wind and sand did not affect them in the slightest on both sides of the two giant rainbows, you chased me and frolicked, and their immature laughter was floating in the hurricane whirlwind.

The direction of Liu Lang's flight was from the periphery of the Nine Desert Black Holes to the center of the three-mirror ball, and after four or five days and nights, Liu Ronglang finally reached the area around the triangular space sandwiched by the three three-mirror balls. This is the source of the power formed by the Nine Desert Black Holes, and it is also the only entrance to the Three Mirror Spheres.

Liu Zhilang did not dare to shoot directly into the hurricane tuyere, but stood at the top of the three three-mirror spheres one after another, and observed for three days, and found that the hurricane gushing out of the entrance of this pitch-black ink, every time in the middle of the night, there would be a brief pause for a few seconds, and then it was as strong as ever.

In other words, if Liu Zhilang can successfully grasp these few seconds and shoot into it at the fastest speed, he may be able to successfully enter the three-mirror ball. Then the hope of getting the seven dragon balls here has gone one layer further.

Liu Lianlang found that it was only a few seconds of change, and his heart was overjoyed, so he quickly sat cross-legged on one of the three-mirror balls, closed his eyes and recuperated, and began to breathe his body, preparing to act immediately in the next middle of the night.

Time is very fast, in the blink of an eye, the second night is approaching, Liu Lianlang has already stood up at this time, his spiritual power is great, his eyes are flashing, his feet are standing firmly on the fairy sword, and his hand is holding the Demon God Bead, which has already urged the power of Xuanzhen in the whole body, everything is ready, only the east wind is owed.

Time passed by second by second, and just when Liu Ronglang was about to act in the next second, Liu Ronglang suddenly felt that the box containing the white feathers in his arms was jumping, and the white feathers were excited for some reason, and kept shining with bright white colors. But at this moment, Liu Lianlang couldn't delay at all, and his feet were shocked.

"Buzz, buzz!"

The Immortal Yuan Sword cheered, and after a few deep roars, it suddenly swooped towards the huge hurricane vent that was as black as ink diagonally below. Suddenly, Liu Lianlang felt an indescribable huge force pushing towards him, as if a big mountain suddenly blocked in front of him, making it difficult for him to move an inch, but Liu Lianlang gritted his teeth, and moved inch by inch towards the hurricane tuyere, and every inch he entered, he paid great suffering.

The whole body was squeezed with great force, the mind was dizzy, the limbs were inexplicably painful, and the whole person was squeezed and shrunk in a large circle.

"Hurry up, the master, retreat! In this way, you can't enter! Here are the nine sealing enchantments of your human race, and now the first one, the head hasn't broken through yet? Not to mention the back, your physical body can't continue to bear it!"

The twenty-one elven gods who had been following him all the time, saw that Liu Xianlang's face was red and purple, his green muscles were bursting out, his eyes were spurting, his teeth were rattling, and he was struggling to die, so he hurriedly reminded.

When Liu Lianlang heard this, he ignored it at all, and was about to forcibly break through the first layer of enchantment, but at this time, a few seconds had passed, and with a snort, a terrifying hurricane rushed out, and Liu Lianlang was instantly washed into the air, and his body turned wildly.