Tianjing Wan shook his head, looking at the ancient giant sword hanging in the cloud curtain, there was no longer the interference of the qi machine on the giant sword, and a hideous face with a silent roar was reflected.

"It's true that I've put it up this time, you're so powerful that you can get everything without calculation, but I still underestimate you. ”

She raised her fingers, and the remaining star sand in her palm dissipated like a phantom, her eyes were slightly cold, but the corners of her lips had a smile that could break the secret.

"It's really amazing, there are countless bones of ancient gods here, but the wind god who grows into a spirit is not the wind god, you just sacrificed a fake, and you forced me into such a situation, and my identity was almost exposed, I really don't know which god is so deeply hidden, does your mother know that your mind is like a devil?"

The man snorted coldly, and the heavy clouds of thousands of miles slowly closed the huge golden eyes, rapidly changing the wind and clouds.

The color of the white clouds suddenly deepened, like brewing a thousand-year-old magic rain, and the dark lead-colored clouds thickened and blackened at an alarming speed, like a huge ancient monument standing on both sides of the strait, with an incomparable weight, suppressing the figure of Tianjingjuan.

The two ancient monuments slowly closed, with unparalleled power, as if the gate of heaven was about to fall, and the earth would be destroyed! Tianjingwan's slender and thin body was under the huge black monument, and there was only the doom of being crushed.

Thousands of miles of cloud monuments, there is nowhere to escape!

The clouds and wind continued to lift her jet-black hair, and the huge blood sickle that shrouded and protected her body continued to release red light.

It's just that the bloody holy scythe is powerful, but it has lost the fusion of the dark life, and it is only for the sake of a low-grade holy weapon.

Moreover, with the current cultivation of Tianjing Xuan as the realm, although she can successfully make the Blood-born Holy Scythe recognize her as the master, she cannot exert the power of the Holy Scythe to the extreme.

And the bloody palm killing, not the vitality of the defense category, is close to the two towering thousand-mile-long monuments like a majestic city.

Tianjing Wan raised his head and saw the world.

It's dark.

The light released by the blood sickle is like a candle flame that will be extinguished in the eternal night, crumbling and extinguishing at any time.

The man whispered: "There is no one in this world, but there are white bones that can reach the sky, and it is not bad to be the place where you bury your bones." ”

Tianjing stood under the long monument, above the white bones, her green skirt was ancient, unstained and demonic.

In this chaotic darkness, the young and beautiful face suddenly smiled.

That beautiful and charming smile has an indescribable sadness and depression, and the black hair is flying in the clouds, and the elegance is unparalleled.

Her thin lips were stained with blood and said lightly: "I have already buried my bones in other places, and I died in the belly of a snake, you may as well leave this prosperous lonely grave to yourself, how about it?"

The loud sound of the deafening sound came from nowhere.

The man only saw her slowly showing a slender and beautiful palm from her sleeve, the green sleeves were faint, the color was like washing, and the graceful wrist that was caged in the sleeve was as cold and white as frost, but it looked like a big sleeve

moves, almost cold.

He grasped the scythe in his hand and did not swing it to block.

Thousands of miles of heavy clouds buzzed and trembled, and under the deafening momentum, the ancient black monument that was condensed by powerful divine power suddenly shattered.

And the blood overflowing from the corners of her lips became more and more difficult to stop, gushing out like a spring, and her face was pale and almost showed a transparent and faded appearance, looking haggard and cold and ruthless.

At her feet, a huge celestial pillar that ran through the eternal sky rose into the sky, with the momentum of Zhenhai covering the sky, and hit a cloud monument.

Without any suspense, the cloud tablet was shattered, shattered by the power of the divine pillar, and the remnants did not stop, tearing the colorful and dancing clouds into flocculents, and finally floating in the cold void as if nothing was there.

The man's eyes hidden in the sea of clouds suddenly widened, reflecting the pillar of heaven and earth that broke through the clouds, and the ancient mottled traces of divine inscriptions on the surface of the pillar continued to overflow and sublimate in his dark golden eyes, and there seemed to be a deep ghost fire burning in his trembling eyes.

The golden divine robe danced wildly in the flowing wind, and the clouds above the sky suddenly turned into frost, and his voice was even colder than the Nine Shadows Gangfeng: "Branch! Heaven! God! Pillar!"

"Ahem!"

With just one breath, it was absolutely impossible to summon the Divine Pillar sealed in the Great Wheel Ming Palace, and her body must not be exposed to this person's eyes.

Therefore, this aura clone is against the great power of counterattack, forcibly breaking through the domain and summoning the divine pillar here.

The terrifying backlash is all fed back into the body.

Shattering a monument, the speed at which the body is brought back by the spirit has also been greatly reduced, but her crisis has not yet been resolved!

Thousands of mountains and rivers, far away, in the vast sea and sky, Ling Tiansu slowly opened his eyes, and his fingers gently wiped the star sand between his eyebrows.

A trace of red blood flowed from his eyebrows, and he looked at the sky expressionlessly, the morning light was faint, and in the far east, the sky was stacked, containing murderous intrigues and conspiracies that he could not peep into.

He took away the summoning spell that he hadn't used for a long time, and muttered to himself, "Sure enough, can't you summon it back?"

The silver-white dragon seal on his cheeks emitted a faint glow, and a huge holy gate of the ancient coiling dragon appeared above the sea.

A frontier dragon broke through the sea, its dark scales were washed by the sea, and a pair of huge dragon horns were engraved with ancient god patterns.

When the cold and ruthless vertical pupils looked at the small figure in front of him, the indifferent emotions in his eyes were replaced by respect.

The dragon looked up to the sky and groaned.

Ling Tiansu understood the dragon's language, and said lightly: "The top of the snow mountain, Kuihuai Shenmu, I want it." ”

Kuihuai Shenmu is a rare sacred object in the Northern Underworld Sea, born in the extremely cold land of the Snow Mountain, but the wood spirit makes fire, which will not be extinguished for thousands of years, and can protect a dragon domain from the bitter cold pain of the sea freezing.

If you come as someone else, if you show a touch of covetousness, you will

Regarded as a great enemy by the dragons.

But at this moment, Ling Tiansu has a dragon seal on his body, and it is by no means an ordinary dragon seal, but a dragon mark left by the bloodline of the Silver Dragon Royal Clan.

There are three types of dragon seals.

One is the main seal, which means that the dragon clan recognizes the lord and is willing to surrender and be domesticated by it.

The second is the co-seal, which means that the dragon clan recognizes, and the alliance is a comrade, indicating friendship.

The third is the slave seal, which means the gift of the dragon family, and the collection is a dragon slave, which can be called the appendage of the dragon family.

The gap between the three dragon seals is huge, and the first situation is only the only precedent opened since the creation of the dragon clan, the dragon clan is born noble, and will never be willing to live under the people, and the matter of admitting the lord is regarded as humiliation by them.

The second situation is also rare, the dragon clan is a lonely and arrogant creature, even between the same clan, it is determined by absolute power to determine the status and attitude, and it is not seen for many years that the dragon clan can recognize the sympathy of the heart.

The first two dragon seals of the third kind of intersection are more widespread in the world, but they are not common, even if they are slave seals, they need to enter the eyes of the arrogant dragon clan before they can become their slaves, and at the same time they are enslaved, they will also receive unimaginable benefits from the dragon clan.

And in the Cloud Sea Bisheng Pavilion, almost everyone has this dragon mark in their bodies.

The dragon seal is rare, so if you want to join the Yunhai Bisheng Pavilion, you must pass the extremely difficult test before you can enter the pavilion and be blessed by the dragon clan.

But even so, in the Cloud Sea Bisheng Pavilion, the dragon clan slave seal is only an inferior or medium dragon clan seal in the sea god realm.

Like the silver and white dragon seal on Ling Tiansu's body, it has not appeared in this world for 10,000 years.

With this slave seal alone, he could enter the Seagod Realm unimpeded.

What's even more interesting is that he is not a unilateral sealer, but on the ass of the noble and peerless little princess of the dragon clan, he has his fox demon seal printed on it.

The bloodline of the nine-tailed sky fox is not weaker than that of the dragon clan, he is the demon of the southern clan, and the slave seal granted by him is also extraordinary.

The two grow and fall, protect and balance each other, and fall into a state of extreme balance.

That is, co-printing.

The co-seal of the owner's Silver Dragon Royal Family, just like seeing the owner of the Ten Directions Divine Sea Dragon Domain, Her Royal Highness the noble and unparalleled.

Although the Guardian Jiaolong was confused in his heart, he did not dare to have the slightest disrespect, it slowly lowered the dragon's head, and respectfully signaled to let Ling Tiansu step up.

Ling Tiansu naturally landed on the dragon's head, and said lightly, "Let's go?"

Seeing this young man's indifferent and flowing posture, Jiaolong's heart became more and more convinced of his identity as a co-seal.

Ordinary humans or demon ghosts, if they don't have some skills, they don't dare to sit on the dragon head so naturally in front of this dragon gate.

That posture is simply a perennial dragon leader, and it doesn't feel half of his psychological depression.